Beiming Yuan: What Can You Do Besides Wrap Yourself Around Me?

Most importantly, he disliked Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang even more than he disliked Tang San.

So, to provoke Tang Hao, he left a Blue Silver Grass in her place after taking the Blue Silver Emperor, along with a line of writing.

'Tang Hao, I shall raise Ah Yin and put her to use. Please think no more of her.'

"Tang Hao probably hasn't seen it yet. I wonder how he'll react when he does?" Beiming Yuan rather looked forward to seeing Tang Hao go mad.

"Xiao Yuan, aren't you going to absorb that Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone?" the Ice Empress asked.

"It's not much use."

Beiming Yuan shook his head and explained, "It provides a flight Soul Skill and a Soul Skill called Wildfire Cannot Burn It Away, the Spring Wind Brings It Back to Life. Neither helps me much."

"With you two here, do I need flight? Besides, once my cultivation improves in the future, I'll be able to fly too."

"As for Soul Power, with the Ice God Pearl, mine is virtually inexhaustible."

"Choosing each Soul Bone is a matter of utmost importance. The Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone would only raise my Soul Power Level, and its Soul Skills overlap with my own abilities."

Hearing this, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress thought it over carefully before nodding.

"Xiao Yuan, what Soul Bones do you want?" the Snow Empress asked, still somewhat puzzled.

There were plenty of Soul Bones in the Far North, including many that were a hundred thousand years old or even older, but none had caught Beiming Yuan's eye.

Beiming Yuan seemed to have other plans.

"For now, apart from External Soul Bones, I won't consider absorbing any Soul Bones, even hundred-thousand-year ones, unless they can provide a very powerful Soul Skill."

"The Soul Bones I'm after aren't nearly that simple."

A glint of deep ambition appeared in Beiming Yuan's eyes.

His Soul Power cultivation had already reached the rank of a level forty-four Soul Ancestor, and his fourth Soul Ring was fifty-eight thousand years old, nearly sixty thousand.

A level forty-four Soul Ancestor at his age had advanced quickly enough. There was no need to waste his six Soul Bone slots just to raise his Soul Power quickly.

"Xiao Yuan, what Soul Bones are they?" the Ice Empress asked, immensely curious.

"Dragon Soul Bones. You couldn't even call them Soul Bones, but divine bones." Beiming Yuan smiled faintly.

"Dragon Soul Bones? Divine bones!" the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress exclaimed. They had never imagined Beiming Yuan had set his sights so high.

The question was, where were 'divine bones' of that level to be found?

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress hesitated for a moment but did not press him. They knew Beiming Yuan had his own sense of proportion and wouldn't act recklessly.

Since Beiming Yuan was confident, they only needed to support him.

"I almost forgot. Let her out to get some sun."

Beiming Yuan took a potted plant out of the Ice Jade. Growing in it was a peculiar Blue Silver Grass-or, strictly speaking, a Blue Silver Emperor.

As Beiming Yuan took out the Blue Silver Emperor, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress also sealed off the surroundings to keep her presence from leaking out.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

The Blue Silver Emperor shook her stem and leaves. She was alive, and she was conscious.

She wrapped her stem and roots around Beiming Yuan, trying to resist, but it was no use.

"Blue Silver Emperor, what can you do besides wrap yourself around me?" Beiming Yuan asked.

"..." The Blue Silver Emperor quickly released Beiming Yuan's fingers and arm and trembled, both angry and embarrassed.

"Just behave yourself and stay there."

Beiming Yuan flicked the Blue Silver Emperor right where her stem met her roots.

Strangely, the Blue Silver Emperor folded in on herself like a mimosa, giving off an ever-stronger sense of shame and indignation.

Beiming Yuan was a little surprised, but said nothing.

He casually set the pot aside, letting her bask in the sun and enjoy the air.

"We'll rest for a day and head to Shrek tomorrow." Beiming Yuan smiled faintly and drew both the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress into his arms.

And then, there was no then.

"..." The Blue Silver Emperor grew more and more embarrassed. She strongly suspected that Beiming Yuan and the other two were doing it on purpose, actually doing such things right in front of her.

It was truly unbearable to watch or hear!

"Brother Hao, where are you..." The Blue Silver Emperor felt deeply bitter, but the sounds of Beiming Yuan and the other two soon brought her back to her senses, forcing her to endure the shame and indignation.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows of Suotuo City, frowned. His head kept feeling itchy, as though something were about to grow there.

"Lice?"

Tang Hao instinctively assumed he had gotten head lice from not bathing for years.

Little did he know, it was not lice, but a hat.

The next morning.

Outside Suotuo City, as far as the eye could see, there were vast stretches of farmland and villages, but none of the distinctive buildings of an academy.

Ning Rongrong followed beside Beiming Yuan, looking around with a puzzled expression. "Didn't they say Shrek Academy was outside Suotuo City? Why isn't it here?"

"Did you really think Shrek Academy would have surroundings like Heaven Dou Royal Academy?" Beiming Yuan glanced at Ning Rongrong beside him.

"No." Ning Rongrong smiled and continued, "Shrek Academy's surroundings probably aren't as nice as Heaven Dou Royal Academy's. They should be a little worse."

"Mm, a hundred million times worse."

Beiming Yuan nodded.

Ning Rongrong didn't listen closely. Instead, she asked curiously, "Beiming Yuan, where's Miss Bing'er? Why haven't I seen her? Aren't you two entering Shrek Academy together?"

"Something came up for Bing'er, so she left first," Beiming Yuan said casually.

"Oh." Ning Rongrong responded, unable to resist asking, "Just how old is Miss Bing'er, and how strong is she?"

"I can't tell you that."

Beiming Yuan smiled faintly.

"All right, I shouldn't have asked." Ning Rongrong smiled and hurriedly added, "Don't get the wrong idea. I was just curious. I didn't mean anything by it."

Beiming Yuan nodded slightly and said nothing, continuing toward the village in the distance.

Ning Rongrong hurried after him.

The two arrived at a small village of about a hundred households. A wooden fence surrounded it, seemingly to keep wild beasts out.

A crowd had gathered at the village entrance. Besides young men and women about their age, there were quite a few parents accompanying them.

"Shrek... Academy???"

Ning Rongrong stared at the battered old sign above the village entrance, dumbfounded.

There, unmistakably, were the words 'Shrek Academy' in large characters, preceded by a bright green head that looked like a humanoid monster.

"Th-this place is way too shabby, isn't it?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, and she instinctively looked at Beiming Yuan. "Didn't you say it was a little worse than Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

"That's what you said. I said a hundred million times worse," Beiming Yuan said with a chuckle.

"How was I supposed to know that's what you meant?" Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks and looked at Beiming Yuan angrily, feeling quite aggrieved.

Beiming Yuan looked over and surveyed the scene.

A table stood just inside the village entrance, with a man in his sixties sitting behind it. His presence was exceptionally powerful.

"Beiming Yuan, are we really joining this academy?" Ning Rongrong asked quietly.

"There's a Soul Master Academy in Suotuo City too. You can go take a look. Its surroundings should be quite nice," Beiming Yuan said.

"Are you staying here?"

"For now."

"Then I'm staying here too!" Ning Rongrong agreed almost without thinking and obediently stood in front of Beiming Yuan, lining up with him.