"Mandala Snake venom, Ghost Vine venom, and even a trace of the Man-Faced Demon Spider's venom? I never expected you to lead sothing as useless as Blue Silver Grass down such a path."
After tearing off the Blue Silver Grass, Chen Ming showed no intention of attacking. Instead, he looked at Tang San with admiration, praising his developnt of the Blue Silver Grass, then shook his head.
"Unfortunately, it's still just Blue Silver Grass, and that's far too weak. If your martial soul was another type of poison-based one, your na would undoubtedly be prominent on the path of poison in the future. What a pity. What a pity indeed."
Chen Ming withdrew his martial soul and soul power, signaling that he harbored no hostility. He then walked up to Tang San under his wary gaze, patting him on the shoulder.
"Although today was sowhat unpleasant, it's still nice to see a younger soul master with talent in poison. It makes up for so of the losses."
"Everyone has their own choices. You think you did nothing wrong, and I think I did nothing wrong. Maybe we were both wrong or maybe neither of us was wrong. In the end, it all cos down to strength to decide the victor. Your Blue Silver Grass isn't as poisonous as my Erald Scorpion Emperor, and your soul power isn't as high as mine, so you lost."
"However..."
After patting Tang San's shoulder, Chen Ming smiled at him.
"Let's end things here today. We'll each take a step back and pretend nothing happened."
"I see your little girlfriend is injured. I'd like to help her, but as soone who also uses poison, I doubt you'd want to treat your girlfriend right now."
Chen Ming chuckled at this, then took two steps back, positioning himself in front of Ning Rongrong and Little Wu.
"My na is Chen Ming. My teacher is Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, and I'm a student of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy. As you can see, I'm a poison-type soul master."
"My na is Tang San. My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I'm a level 29 control-type Sooul Grandmaster." Tang San looked at Chen Ming, who had retreated a few steps. Although his eyes still showed resentnt, he didn't dare to act because he wasn't confident. He could only restrain his expression slightly, then coldly addressed Chen Ming.
"Twelve years old, level 29? Your talent is even stronger than mine back in the day. To think you've cultivated sothing as trashy as Blue Silver Grass to this level—it's unimaginable. If your martial soul had been a better one, who knows what heights you could have reached."
Chen Ming wasn't lying here but was referring to himself during the early years of his martial soul awakening.
"I owe everything I am today to my teacher's guidance. My teacher is Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, a genius in martial soul research on the Douluo Continent. Thanks to him, I was able to cultivate sothing as trashy as Blue Silver Grass to this level."
Hearing Chen Ming's praise, Tang San's expression of disgust faded slightly. He proudly raised his head and told Chen Ming about his teacher.
"Yu Xiaogang, huh? Perhaps you've found a good teacher, and maybe Shrek is the right place for you."
"I hope to see you at greater heights in the future."
Chen Ming smiled, then signaled to Ning Rongrong and Little Wu with his eyes. Though she still had many doubts and felt this matter shouldn't end so anticlimactic, Ning Rongrong, who had grown up under the cunning Ning Fengzhi, quickly adjusted her mindset. She pulled Little Wu along and followed Chen Ming as they left. Watching this scene, Li Yusong let out a sigh of relief, while a black-haired girl observing the fight from a distance seed lost in thought. Her mature figure, which didn't match her age, trembled slightly as she gazed at Chen Ming's departing figure with a hint of envy. But then, as if recalling sothing, her expression returned to its cold state, and she walked toward Li Yusong.
"I want to join Shrek. My na is Zhu Zhuqing. I'm twelve years old, a level 27 agility-type Soul Grandmaster and my martial soul is the Hell Spirit Cat."
Zhu Zhuqing spoke calmly as she perford three actions in quick succession: tossing in Golden Soul Coins, summoning her martial soul, and extending her hand. Two yellow soul rings flickered on her body, unmistakably revealing the aura of a Soul Grandmaster.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul, Li Yusong's previously relaxed expression tensed up again, and he didn't dare look at Zhu Zhuqing's face.
At this mont, a middle-aged man with a stocky build and overdeveloped muscles—making him appear sowhat barrel-shaped—walked out from behind a building. He glanced at Chen Ming's retreating back and snorted unhappily before approaching Zhu Zhuqing. Reaching out, he checked her bone age.
"Twelve years old, level 27 Soul Grandmaster. Acceptable."
"Old Zhao, this..." Li Yusong, despite being an experienced wanderer of the continent, recognized the origin of Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Civet Cat. He could easily guess why this girl had co to the Heaven Dou Empire and wanted to join Shrek.
As for Dai Mubai, Li Yusong didn't want to comnt on him. He could only hope that this person would graduate and leave as soon as possible. If trouble arose in the future, he prayed Dai Mubai wouldn't claim to be a Shrek student. There wasn't much more to say, as discussing it further wouldn't pass scrutiny.
"Don't worry. If anything happens, I, Zhao Wuji, will take responsibility. Don't you trust ?"
Zhao Wuji patted his chest and reassured Li Yusong. Then, with Li Yusong's complicated expression, he led Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and an injured Xiao Wu (who refused to walk without Tang San's help) to the final trial.
Due to the small number of participants and the events that had unfolded, Zhao Wuji didn't ask the three to endure a stick of incense's worth of ti under his hands. Instead, he brought out the examiner for the final trial, who had been prepared in advance.
A burly figure dressed in won's clothing, with a face covered in heavy makeup, and long golden hair cascading to the waist, appeared. Walking with an exaggerated sway in his hips, this person was none other than Dai Mubai.
In the past, Dai Mubai could sense the existence of a Martial Soul Fusion skill with Zhu Zhuqing at first glance and even declared that he'd keep her in Shrek, no matter what—even by force.
But now, Dai Mubai had been thoroughly feminized. His physical functions and personality had undergone a massive transformation. Even though his martial soul originally resonated with Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Civet Cat for a fusion skill, that connection had been entirely severed by his transformation.
When Dai Mubai summoned his White Tiger martial soul, the initially stunned Zhu Zhuqing thought Dai Mubai was a strange soul master with a White Cat martial soul whose gender couldn't be determined. Upon hearing Zhao Wuji call him "Dai Mubai," Zhu Zhuqing, despite her excellent training and composure, nearly tripped over her own feet. She stared at Dai Mubai in disbelief.
She felt as though the world had gone wrong—or sothing else. Maybe she was under an illusion, or sothing indescribable had happened.
After escaping her family's pursuit in the Star Luo Empire, Zhu Zhuqing had hoped to find Dai Mubai, who had abandoned her and fled alone, so they could face their fate together. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined her fiancé, after so many years away from the Star Luo Empire, would beco such a bizarre figure.
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