Tao Muzhi's Recommendation
Bloodstains littered the ground, the forest was silent.
The Dragon Bone Spear Soul Ancestor stood with his spear in hand, his Soul Power almost completely exhausted, yet he still locked his gaze firmly ahead, his remaining eyes filled with a desperate ferocity. Not far away, Zhou Kuang, whose carapace had shattered and who was critically injured and on the verge of death, struggled to prop himself up on one side, blood gushing from his mouth, using his last bit of strength to try to get up and join the encirclement.
All four were exhausted, but even with only a breath left, they never gave up the fight.
This is the ferocity of the Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, and also the most insane obsession in desperate situations—a fight to the death.
But they ultimately underestimated the boy before them.
They underestimated his madness, and even more so, they underestimated his incredible resilience and ability to rise above adversity and grow stronger with each battle.
At this point, Bai Yushan looked at her calmly, not aggressively, but every word he said was true and logically sound.
"I won't ask about your faction's secrets, nor will I delve into any agreements between Na'er and your faction. I only want two answers. First, can you tell me more about Na'er? Second, do you have Bi Ji's Communication Soul Tool number?"
Zi JI was completely stunned and her brain went blank on the spot.
Not a buddy???
Why did you open my account???
You just woke up, covered in injuries, and can't move while lying down, yet your mind is working faster than anyone else's.
She simply came in quietly to deliver some soup, briefly showing her face without saying or doing anything, yet this young man meticulously uncovered and pieced together all the clues about her identity, relationships, and background.
Bai Yushan's seemingly casual deduction was actually a complete deduction by his super brain, with all the clues rapidly connecting in his mind to form a complete logical chain.
At first, he was willing to believe that Gu Yue was simply from a wealthy family and happened to know Na'er, without any deeper motives. But the appearance of Zi JI directly overturned all his previous mild assumptions.
Zi JI is a person with a calm and composed aura and unfathomable depths of knowledge, a powerful figure whom he cannot fully comprehend. In the world of Soul Master, she would definitely be a very high-ranking figure, at least Soul Saint or even Soul Douluo level expert.
How could a powerhouse of this caliber possibly lack a spot for entry into the Spirit Ascension Platform?
The Spirit Pagoda and all the major sects will give you plenty of face; there's no need to spend money or pull strings.
Gu Yue's previous claims that she had no connections and wanted to borrow a spot from me or use her connections to get a spot were all lies.
Gu Yue had been pretending to be an ordinary student from the very beginning, deliberately hiding his talents and trying to get close to himself.
Combined with the various clues that Gu Yue got to know Na'er, learned about her little habits from Na'er, understood her own personality, and even got involved with Bi Ji, the conclusion is already quite clear.
Na'er, Gu Yue, Bi Ji, and Zi JI belong to the same secret force.
Na'er was probably forced to leave for Shrek City due to internal conflicts or some kind of agreement. Gu Yue approached him to replace Na'er, or perhaps Na'er had some special agreement that needed to be fulfilled.
Bai Yushan saw everything clearly and understood it perfectly.
He knows his own personality all too well. He's foul-mouthed, stubborn, acts recklessly, never tries to please anyone, and has terrible interpersonal relationships. It's impossible for anyone to approach him or go to the trouble of getting close to him for no reason.
Gu Yue's deliberate approachability and gentle tolerance were clearly purposeful from the beginning; they were by no means a chance encounter or a simple friendship.
Of course, Bai Yushan didn't reveal a single word of these deeper thoughts and comprehensive reasoning.
He knew very well that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He was currently seriously injured and unable to move, his combat power was almost zero, and revealing his thoughts would only cause more trouble. The woman in front of him, Zi JI, looked like a foolish beauty, but the power behind her was definitely not simple, and there was no need to alert her.
Seeing through things but not saying them is the safest choice.
Zi JI was completely outmatched by Bai Yushan's intelligence. She had no corresponding dialogue plan, her mind went blank, and she had no idea how to respond.
After several seconds of silence, she had no choice but to stiffly pick up the soup spoon from the bedside table, her tone tinged with helplessness, and forcefully change the subject.
"Why don't you have some soup first?"
Looking at her helpless, cold on the outside but soft on the inside appearance, Bai Yushan silently defined her as a "silly beauty".
Despite possessing immense strength and a high status, her mental fortitude is so poor; she panics at the slightest provocation and is too easily manipulated.
He didn't stand on ceremony. He was wracked with pain and extremely weak, and definitely needed to replenish his strength. Now that he had lost all his combat power and couldn't use his physical advantages, he could use his super brain to slowly extract information, a sure-fire way to make a profit.
"OK."
Bai Yushan readily agreed, slightly raising his head as Zi JI fed him spoonful by spoonful of warm tonic soup.
The warm soup went down my throat and slid down my esophagus into my stomach, the warmth slowly spreading and relieving the fatigue and soreness in my body.
While drinking soup, Bai Yushan didn't idle around. He continued to subtly probe for information while resting and recovering. His speech was slow and seemingly casual, but every sentence was actually a trap.
What is your relationship with Bi Ji?
Still dazed, Zi JI instinctively answered truthfully, "Sister Bi Ji is my senior."
Bai Yushan silently noted it down. Senior, this means that Bi Ji's status is higher than Zi JI's, and she is stronger or more senior.
He casually continued, "What's the specifics between you and Gu Yue? You don't seem like an ordinary family member."
Completely unprepared, Zi JI readily explained, "I'm Gu Yue's aunt. She has to go to class today, so she's already asked the academy for leave for you and asked me to stay and take care of you."
This identity was a temporary excuse she and Gu Yue had discussed beforehand; it wasn't a complete lie, but the safest disguise.
Bai Yushan nodded and continued, "Do you have Bi Ji's contact information? I need to speak with her about something."
Zi JI shook her head honestly. "I don't know Sister Bi Ji's Communication Soul Tool number either. She's usually unpredictable and rarely contacts us using ordinary communication methods."
In just a few minutes, Bai Yushan had extracted a lot of crucial information from Zi JI.
From their relationships and power dynamics to their daily interactions and communication methods, almost everything has been thoroughly exposed.
Fortunately, she remembered Gu Yue's instructions perfectly: she must not reveal the true identities of the Soul Beast, Dragon Clan, or Ferocious Beast. She didn't utter a single word about the nature of their forces, thus holding onto her last line of defense.
Even so, Zi JI felt a chill run down her spine and a wave of fear washed over her.
That's terrifying!
Zi JI: ┌(.Д.)┐ I was just talking when someone opened an account for me, and then they tricked me into revealing information bit by bit!
Having experienced being intellectually outmatched for the first time, Zi JI left the room with lingering fear, quickly closing the door as if some terrifying monster were sealed inside.
Gu Yue finished a day of intensive training at the academy.
After a full day of intense training, she felt relatively relaxed, both physically and mentally. The daily academy classes and the Class Zero training sessions were no burden for her at all. After school, she left Eastsea Academy without stopping and hurried to her private villa in the south of the city.
This villa is their secret stronghold in Eastsea City. The environment is quiet and the location is secluded, making it the perfect place to house Bai Yushan, who is still recovering from serious injuries. There is no need to worry about other people in the academy or hostile forces noticing anything unusual.
Pushing open the villa's front door, Gu Yue was instantly stunned by the scene in the living room.
Normally, Zi JI is proud and aloof, exuding the majesty of the Dragon Clan. At this moment, she sits properly on the living room sofa, her posture tense, her hands on her knees. She looks cautious and restless, completely lacking the aura of Ferocious Beast. She looks exactly like a wronged child.
Gu Yue was completely bewildered, her face blank. She casually asked, "Zi JI, what are you doing? Why are you sitting so stiffly?"
Bai Yushan supported his disabled body
The next moment, a deafening roar, "Yay--!" suddenly exploded out!
The boy puffed out his chest and roared angrily, his voice shaking the mountains and forests, causing the surrounding branches and leaves to fall in a rustling sound!
The raging electric current within his body could no longer be suppressed, and it exploded with a deafening roar!
The current surged again!
His body seemed to transform into an endlessly running high-pressure lightning pump, with every meridian, flesh, and cell in his body trembling violently.
The blood, which had been flowing sluggishly, broke free from the shackles of the injury under the impetus of the violent lightning, surging and circulating wildly throughout the body like a rushing river.
Within his chest and lungs, a massive amount of lightning power frantically accumulated, compressed, and condensed, and the extreme aura of lightning swept across the entire wilderness, causing the air to distort slightly from the intense heat of the lightning.
Endless lightning power lingered in his chest, pressing down on the entire mountain forest, making the wind stagnate and the Soul Power deathly silent.
Bai Yushan's eyes were bloodshot, his madness reaching its peak. He gritted his teeth and unleashed a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth:
"The Thunder Dragon's... Roar!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a thunderclap struck!
The massive amount of lightning power that had been accumulating in his lungs erupted without reservation!
A dazzling golden bolt of lightning, over ten feet thick, roared out of his mouth! The lightning was intense and dazzling, as if a sleeping thunder dragon had suddenly awakened, raising its head and roaring, carrying a violent Impact that could destroy the world, sweeping across the entire battlefield!
There are no fancy moves, no unnecessary variations, only pure and extreme high-pressure destructive power.
The Dragon Bone Spear Soul Ancestor in front didn't even have time to show a trace of fear before his body was instantly swallowed up by the golden lightning.
The sturdy soul-guided spear, the thick Soul Power barrier, and the body and bones tempered over many years were all reduced to thin paper and dust in an instant before the high-pressure lightning compressed into bolts of lightning.
The lightning swept across, its power unmatched.
Not far away, Zhou Kuang, who was struggling to get up, the Silver Moon Wolf Soul Ancestor who was seriously injured and paralyzed, and the Gale Sword Soul Ancestor who was almost dead were all enveloped by this terrifying Impact of the thunder dragon.
Zzzzz--BOOM!!!
An intense explosion of lightning resounded through the mountains and fields, and a dazzling golden light engulfed all figures, afterimages, and remains.
Smoke billowed and heatwaves raged.
After the lightning subsided and the light faded, the entire clearing in the forest was completely empty.
The four Four-Ring Soul Ancestor fought desperately and dominated the area have completely vanished without a trace. Not even a fragment of bone or a piece of clothing was left behind. They were all blasted into scattered black ash by the violent lightning, drifting away with the wind, and their lives and souls were completely extinguished.
In one battle, the Four Soul Ancestor was completely annihilated.
The decisive victory brought the game to a close, and the dust settled.
Bai Yushan, who had unleashed this deadly strike, could no longer sustain his overexerted body.
The lightning around his body suddenly subsided, the violent current completely exhausting all his potential. The extreme trauma to his bones, meridians, and flesh instantly backfired, and a feeling of exhaustion and dizziness swept over his mind.
His tall figure staggered slightly, his legs gave way, and he could no longer stand.
With a thud.
The blood-soaked boy collapsed to his knees in the warm pool of blood and charred dust.
A cold wind swept through the forest, ruffling his disheveled black hair and his tattered, blood-stained white clothes.
He lowered his head slightly, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath. His pale skin was drained of color, and blood still seeped from his wounds, yet it could not conceal the indomitable, defiant, and wild spirit of youth.
Morning light streamed obliquely through the glass windows of the training ground for Class Zero at the Eastsea Academy, spreading across the smooth bluestone floor and creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
Today was the regular group sparring day for Class Zero. The other five students had all arrived and stood in line, their breathing steady. The only one missing was the most unconventional, the most unrestrained, and the most unforgettable figure— Bai Yushan.
From the time he failed to return to school last night until the dawn of this morning, no one knew where Bai Yushan had gone all night.
At first, everyone assumed that he was just a carefree and undisciplined person who was wandering around late at night and would return to school late, and that he would naturally appear at dawn. However, as the morning sparring session was about to begin, the training ground remained empty, and the tall and slender figure of that young man never appeared.
Wu Changkong stood at the front of the training ground, dressed in white, his figure aloof and solitary, his brows and eyes indifferent and cold, yet a hint of gravity was hidden in his eyes. Every student in Class Zero was exceptionally talented and resilient, and no one had ever missed a group training session without a reason. Bai Yushan's unusual behavior was by no means unintentional.
Moreover, although Bai Yushan may seem like a troublemaker, Wu Changkong trusts him in keeping his promises. Since they agreed to spar with Class Zero, Bai Yushan would definitely not be absent.
The atmosphere gradually quieted down. The other trainees looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt and unease. Only Gu Yue, who stood at the far side of the group, felt her unease surging like a tide, growing stronger and stronger, almost overwhelming her.
She knows Bai Yushan too well.
That seemingly lazy, unrestrained, and wild boy with a hint of madness and wildness in his eyes, who seemed to disregard all rules and etiquette, actually valued his own rhythm and cultivation to the extreme. Even though he acted recklessly in his daily life, he would never deny the promises he had made.
In particular, being able to Wu Changkong, the strongest student at the Eastsea Academy, is crucial for practical combat experience and cultivation advancement. He always cherishes time and would never waste it.
Not returning home all night and absent this morning—everything about this seems strange.
Gu Yue's long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders. Dressed in white, she had a slender figure and an aloof, otherworldly air. Although her features were delicate and refined, not stunningly beautiful, she possessed an extraordinary, ethereal charm that transcended the mundane. When she stood still, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Her clear black eyes lowered slightly, concealing the myriad thoughts churning within them, her premonition growing increasingly ominous.
If someone is absent without a reason, it means something has happened.
And it's by no means a trivial matter.