"Alright then, the spirit bone is at least 50,000 years old, and I can protect you."
Yu Xiaowei's words echoed in Xue Beng's mind, making him feel like crying, though he couldn't shed any tears.
Where could he possibly get a 50,000-year-old spirit bone!
Such a precious thing might not even exist in the royal family of Heaven Dou, and even if it did, it wouldn't be given to him—it would be absorbed by those high-ranking worshippers.
Prince Xue Xing, who followed Xue Beng, spoke in dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, I think Yu Xiaowei did this on purpose. Let's look for someone else."
"But among people my age, only he is truly suitable. The others are just useless—relying on their families' power to show off, but in reality, they lack real capability. Still, this spirit bone—ah, let's not talk about it."
Xue Beng was also very frustrated.
He had indeed said that the reward was negotiable, but the price was terrifying.
After Xue Qinghe was exposed, he was secretly pleased for a while.
But following that surprise, a horrifying thought struck him. Now, Xue Qinghe was likely to grow desperate and take the initiative to eliminate him.
Otherwise, Emperor Xue Ye wouldn't have urgently sent him and Prince Xue Xing to the Blue Tyrant Academy for refuge.
In his panic, he suddenly remembered Yu Xiaowei, who had beaten him up every day in the past.
That bastard wasn't very old, but held a high status.
From the information in Xue Beng's hands, Yu Xiaowei not only had a very high standing in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but also possessed terrifying power.
If he could gain Yu Xiaowei's protection, it would be as stable as Mount Tai. Even if Xue Qinghe dared, he wouldn't be able to kill him.
Unfortunately, he couldn't afford such a reward!
Damn it!
...
After driving Xue Beng away,
Yu Xiaowei's life temporarily became peaceful.
Most of his previous plans had now been completed, and the rest required power he did not currently possess.
Except for Dugu Bo's advancement—that was a pleasant surprise.
Shrek had been merged into the Blue Tyrant Academy.
Wild powerhouses like the Dragon Man, Snake Woman, and Flanders Zhao Wuji had all been recruited by him.
Tang San, the child of destiny, had destroyed all his initial resources on his own.
Most importantly, he had obtained the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit. In about half a year, he would gain a 100,000-year spirit bone.
Unexpectedly, within just one month, he had completed almost a third of his designed goals.
Though the remaining ones were the most difficult, the success of this month could be considered a staged victory.
In the following month or so, Yu Xiaowei also had rare time to devote to cultivation.
However, after being promoted to Soul Sect, he clearly felt the slow growth of his spirit power.
After more than a month of training, he didn't feel any breakthrough in power.
This speed made Yu Xiaowei quite dissatisfied—it was too slow.
At the current pace, by the time of the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, he might only be at level 47 or 48.
The crisis facing his clan was far from over. As long as Bibi Dong, that madwoman, continued the Rakshasa God Trial, the war in six years would be unavoidable.
At the current cultivation speed, it was impossible to become a god within six years.
What should he do?
Yu Xiaowei, who had just finished cultivating, sat on a barbell and thought.
The fastest way was actually to participate in the Sea God Trial, but he had not yet obtained the Vast Sea Universe Cover.
Without that item, those sea spirit masters with waterlogged brains would never let him take part in the trial.
Also, obtaining the Heaven Dou Empire's national treasure was not easy.
When Xue Beng came to him before, he thought of asking Xue Beng to bring the Vast Sea Universe Cover—but then he reconsidered.
That item was a treasure passed down through the royal family of Heaven Dou. He, Yu Xiaowei, was not Ning Fengzhi. If he revealed interest in that secret treasure, it would only raise Emperor Xue Ye's suspicion.
So troublesome—
Yu Xiaowei rubbed his temples in frustration. He definitely wouldn't go to the Slaughter City now—at least not until he became a Soul King. Otherwise, that place could easily claim his life.
...
At the same time, at the gate of Lanba Academy,
A black-haired, black-eyed girl held a recommendation letter for admission.
Li Yusong stared awkwardly at the beautiful girl in front of him. The registration period had long ended, and the academy wasn't supposed to accept new students.
However, the girl's spirit power shocked him.
18 years old, level 38 spirit power.
Martial soul: Golden Holy Dragon.
A powerful assault-type battle spirit master.
Golden Holy Dragon?
The girl in front of him, who called herself Yu Xiaoxue, not only had a cultivation far above her peers, but also a top-tier beast martial soul.
Li Yusong didn't dare make a decision, so he told Yu Xiaoxue,
"Wait here, I'll go find the dean."
Then, he hurried into the academy.
Not long after, Liu Erlong came rushing over.
Now that she had emerged from her psychological shadow, Liu Erlong was no longer as depressed as before.
Over the past two months, with Flanders by her side, the shadow of Yu Xiaogang in her heart had faded greatly.
She could now sum up her past feelings in one sentence:
Regret! Deep regret!
The powerful love of her youth had turned into a spare tire in the end.
How ridiculous to think about it!
After sorting things out, she had recently returned to being the lively and hot-tempered Liu Erlong.
Since her return, the training intensity at Lanba Academy had suddenly doubled, turning the entire academy into a place of suffering.
At this point, everyone even missed the time when Yu Xiaowei was still managing the academy.
Standing at the school gate, staring at the girl in front of her, Liu Erlong was stunned.
She had just scolded the gatekeepers, and upon hearing Li Yusong report that a genius had come to register—but the entrance exam time had passed—she came out to ask as the dean. After hearing about it, she rushed over.
But why did this girl look so much like Yu Luomian?
Impossible?
Impossible!!!
"What's your name?"
Liu Erlong's voice trembled slightly, and the unlikely guess in her heart made her panic.
The girl's next answer made her even more uneasy. That name—there was no need to say anything more.
"My name is Yu Xiaoxue, I'm 18 years old this year, and my martial soul is the Golden Holy Dragon."
Yu Xiaoxue spoke, then released her martial soul.
Seeing the familiar golden dragon in front of her, Liu Erlong's teeth ached.
The Golden Holy Dragon was the top-tier mutant martial soul recorded within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Others didn't know, but Liu Erlong did—Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao was actually an underdeveloped Golden Holy Dragon.
Their Golden Iron Triangle's martial soul fusion technique actually became a true Golden Holy Dragon.
Therefore, she instantly recognized Yu Xiaoxue's martial soul—it was a genuine Golden Holy Dragon.
Her surname was Yu, she resembled Yu Luomian, and her martial soul was a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon...
The identity of this little girl was already obvious.
Yu Luomian, you've really done it now!