Keeping Him Alive Will Be Detrimental to Our Clan

"But why can he absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring? How is that possible?!"

"Xiaogang, he has Spirit Hall behind him! Bibi Dong isn't the only Titled Douluo backing Spirit Hall, and their foundations run deep. Who knows what price they paid to succeed? Besides, if your theory were wrong, why would so many people in Spirit Hall have a Hundred-Year Soul Ring as their First Soul Ring?"

Yu Xiaogang came back to his senses and stared at Yu Yuanzhen, who nodded.

Only after a long while did Yu Xiaogang slowly accept the explanation. That was right. Spirit Hall must have paid some price to accomplish it. Otherwise, how could anyone absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as their First Soul Ring?

"Sacrifice! Maybe Spirit Hall used some method to make the Soul Beast sacrifice itself, and that was how he successfully absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. Otherwise, how could he possibly have absorbed one?" Yu Xiaogang suddenly thought of the reason.

"That's right, it must be so." Yu Yuanzhen nodded, fully agreeing with his son.

"Damn it, Spirit Hall really will stop at nothing to achieve its goals!" Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed again.

"Yes! Spirit Hall truly shouldn't exist! Its existence will only bring disaster to the continent. Now Spirit Hall has a genius like Wang Feng. If he grows up, he'll surely be a scourge to the entire continent. And as you know, he killed members of our clan, so he's already made an enemy of us. If he grows up, he'll surely be a threat to our clan!"

Yu Yuanzhen paced back and forth, somewhat anxious and at a loss.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, understanding what his father meant. Given Spirit Hall's nature of repaying every grudge, they certainly wouldn't let the matter rest so easily.

Although Bibi Dong had seemingly settled the matter with a Soul Bone, was a Soul Bone from Spirit Hall really so easy to accept?

But Wang Feng was also Bibi Dong's disciple.

"Father, he's the Spirit Hall Pope's disciple, after all, and a student of the Holy Academy as well. If anything happens to him at the Holy Academy, no one can withstand Spirit Hall's wrath!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at his father and spoke with some hesitation.

"Xiaogang, I know this puts you in a difficult position, but don't worry, I won't put you in danger. I only hope you'll do your best to suppress him at the academy and keep him from growing too quickly. Of course, if that can't be done, you can also get on good terms with him. He'll have to obtain Soul Rings eventually. When he does, I don't believe he can avoid leaving the Holy Academy."

"Father, must this Wang Feng die?"

"Keeping him alive will be detrimental to our clan. Surely you don't want to see the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disappear from the continent either!"

"I understand. Don't worry, Father, I know what to do."

"Good, then I can rest easy." Yu Yuanzhen smiled and nodded, a trace of intense killing intent flashing deep in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Wang Feng to leave the Frozen Forest alive, enter the Holy Academy, and obtain his Second Soul Ring.

But that only strengthened his resolve to kill Wang Feng. If Wang Feng didn't die, he understood that once Wang Feng became a Titled Douluo, he would be a threat to him sooner or later, and even the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would suffer.

In a Soul Beast Forest, Wang Feng leaned against the top of a tree, watching a person and a beast fighting below.

The child, who looked about seven years old, was Su Yang. Su Yang's talent was too poor, so Wang Feng had brought him out here to train.

There was only so much knowledge a Soul Master needed to learn. Whether they studied it or not didn't matter, as long as they understood it. Combat skills and experience, on the other hand, couldn't be learned in a classroom. They could only be accumulated through fighting.

They had been here for over half a year, and Wang Feng's Soul Power Level had successfully reached level twenty-six. But breaking through to level thirty would still take a long time.

Wang Feng had originally wanted to break through to level thirty by the age of ten, but that seemed unlikely now.

Before long, the battle ended.

Su Yang dragged his exhausted body beneath the tree and lay down. The Ten-Year Soul Beast, meanwhile, had been beaten to death by Su Yang.

Wang Feng jumped down from the treetop and sat beside Su Yang. "Very good," he praised. "You can now successfully kill a Ten-Year Soul Beast. Although your talent isn't good, I believe in you. One day, you'll make everyone on the continent remember your name, Su Yang."

"Thank you, Brother. I'll work twice as hard."

Su Yang sat up. Though it took tremendous effort, he still put all his strength into speaking.

Wang Feng patted Su Yang's shoulder in satisfaction. With such willpower, even if Su Yang couldn't become a Titled Douluo, his achievements wouldn't be too modest.

"Get some rest! Once you've rested, we'll start increasing the difficulty tomorrow."

"Mm."

Su Yang nodded vigorously, then lay down and fell asleep shortly afterward. He was simply too tired.

Wang Feng also began cultivating through meditation. He hadn't been idle during this time either, challenging Thousand-Year Soul Beasts himself.

They were still Soul Beasts just over a thousand years old. He could kill an ordinary thousand-year Soul Beast if he went all out, but he couldn't yet do it without using his Soul Rings and Martial Soul. He hoped he would be able to.

But he also knew that even at level thirty, after becoming a Soul Elder, he still wouldn't be able to do it.

At daybreak the next day, the two set out together and ultimately set their sights on a fifteen-year Soul Beast.

Su Yang began another round of combat. The childishness had faded from his face, and he had grown increasingly mature.

Wang Feng didn't rush off. Instead, he watched Su Yang. He had to make sure Su Yang was safe.

Clearly, a fifteen-year Soul Beast was still a little too difficult for Su Yang. He didn't last long before he was defeated.

But he wasn't discouraged. After recovering his stamina and Soul Power, he continued.

Ten days later, Su Yang could finally just barely protect himself against a fifteen-year Soul Beast. His speed of improvement made even Yue Guan, who was hidden in the shadows, click his tongue.

"These two are bound to be extraordinary in the future!"

Yue Guan now had even greater expectations of Wang Feng. Rather than staying in the academy's comfortable surroundings, he had chosen to cultivate in a place like this. He was quite an eccentric talent.

Still, cultivating here really was more effective at training a Soul Master. Adversity often had an enormous impact on a person's growth.

After watching for a while, Yue Guan closed his eyes.

Wang Feng began looking for an opponent to practice against, setting his sights on a fifteen-hundred-year Soul Beast.

His goal was to kill it. Although he knew that was impossible, he needed a goal, or there would be no point.

The two fought far apart, with Yue Guan positioned between them, just close enough to look after them both and make sure nothing happened to them.

But neither of them had made Yue Guan intervene even once in the past half year. After all, Wang Feng had two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. Even if he couldn't win, he had no trouble running away.