Chapter 12 Farewell, Planning Shrek

Qian Renxue turned around and sat down, looking at Baiyu: "Sit down, tell me what else is going on? You can't just come to see how I'm doing, right?"

"That's true. I'll give you something by the way." Baiyu said, then took out a box from the soul guide.

He handed the box to Qian Renxue and said, "Here are two soul bones and a magical herb called the Sacred Sun Flower."

"Magic grass?" Qian Renxue was surprised and opened the box to look.

Baiyu nodded. "Yes, it's the immortal herb, the Sacred Flame Sun Flower. It has sixteen petals covered in golden patterns, and a strange fire in the center."

"To use it, you need to hold the flower in your hand and absorb it with your soul power until the petals fall and the strange fire merges into your body."

Qian Renxue picked up the Sacred Sun Flower, looked at the gorgeous flower and the golden flame dancing in it, and couldn't bear to absorb it and wanted to keep it.

Baiyu was somewhat helpless: "This immortal herb is extremely compatible with your attributes. It can be used to refine your body, purify your soul, and make you flawless and spotless."

"It can also increase your soul power, improve your fire attribute and purification effect."

"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll absorb it later. By the way, what are these two soul bones?"

Qian Renxue quickly waved her hand and began to change the subject.

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, he scratched the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly:

"These are for you to use as rewards for your subordinates. One piece comes from a 60,000-year-old King Kong Exploding Bear, and the other comes from a 50,000-year-old Five-Striped Golden Thread Python."

"Elders Thornfish and Snakespear have been guarding you for so many years, and who knows how many more years there will be. They deserve a reward."

"Speaking of which, the piece for the King Kong Explosive Bear was given to me by your grandfather when I became the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

Qian Renxue looked at him in surprise, then said in a strange tone:
"Don't you need soul bones yourself? Even if the attributes are not suitable, you can exchange them. The collections of the several grandfathers in the Elder Hall are very rich."

"This Holy Son is gifted with extraordinary talents. It's just a cricket soul bone. I don't need it!" Baiyu raised his head with an arrogant look.

Qian Renxue looked at him and laughed out loud: "Haha, you should take it back. I will tell Grandpa about the reward."

Looking at Qian Renxue who was laughing, Baiyu looked a little embarrassed and said:

"Really, there's no need. I just asked Sarath to send over 300 soul bones back to the teacher."

"I discovered earlier that my domain is very special and can sense the fluctuations of soul bones, so finding soul bones is easy for me."

Qian Renxue stood up and said in disbelief, "Doesn't that mean that I can have as many soul bones as I want in the future?"

Baiyu shook his head: "It's not as exaggerated as you think. The drop rate of soul bones is too low, and most of them are low-level. High-level ones are rare."

Qian Renxue slowly calmed down and looked at him: "That's good too. Most soul masters in the world can't even get soul bones, but for you, they are everywhere."

"Since you don't lack soul bones, why don't you absorb them?"

Hearing Qian Renxue's question, he pointed at himself and said:
"My body is already in balance of yin and yang, and my soul power is endless. The soul bone has no other function except to give me a soul skill."

"My physical strength will increase as my cultivation level improves, just as much as the increase in spirit bones."

"You've also practiced my self-created soul skills, and you know I'm not short of soul skills. So soul bones are useless to me, and they might even have side effects."

Qian Renxue blinked her big eyes and looked at him bragging seriously, with a strange feeling in her heart.

As Baiyu's voice faded away, Qian Renxue came back to her senses and said:

"In that case, I will accept the soul bone. Do you have a place to live in Tiandou City? Would you like me to give you a mansion?"

Baiyu waved his hand and said, "No need. I have finished everything I did in Tiandou City. It's time for me to leave now."

Qian Renxue looked at him and paused, "Okay, you can come find me if you have any problems in the future. If... if you see my good sister, please ask her if she still remembers me." Hearing Qian Renxue's words, his expression was a little hesitant, and he said:

"I guess I can't help you with this. I ran away secretly this time and I won't be back for a few years."

Qian Renxue looked stunned, then couldn't help laughing: "Haha, alright then, be careful out there, see you later."

...

Barak Kingdom, Soto City.

Baiyu left Tiandou City and came all the way to Soto City, ready to check in at Shrek Academy and make preparations for the future.

As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, he will have to sit on the side of the Spirit Hall in the future, and Shrek Academy, where Tang San started his career, must of course also make plans early.

Tang San is nothing and can be crushed to death with ease, but if there really is the figure of Shura God behind him, it will be more difficult to deal with.

"It's so bad," Baiyu sighed as he looked at the Shrek Academy in front of him.

He then walked into the village called the Academy, looking around and thinking:
"I originally wanted to go to Notting City to see seven-year-old Tang San and the little rabbit, but that bastard Tang Ritian is also there, so it's not easy for him to show up."

(P.S.: According to the original novel, Qian Renxue is approximately nine to twelve years older than Tang San. Here, we choose the ten-year-old age that is most recognized.)
"But it doesn't matter. Tang San's rise to prominence started from Shrek. There's only one Gangzi in Notting City."

"Ashura God, I really don't want to fight you, but you didn't even act in the later stages. You didn't even take the first eight gods' test. You almost inherited the sword by picking it up. Isn't this a joke?"

"Who are you?" As the question rang out, a short but extremely strong man walked over from a distance.

Baiyu came back to his senses, turned around and looked, thinking, "Is he that big bear Zhao Wuji?"

He then replied, "I heard there's a Monster Academy here, so I came to take a look. Unexpectedly, the sight is not as good as the reputation."

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look. "Are you here to enroll? You've already passed the entrance exam, so we're not accepting anyone now."

"Oh? Are you sure you don't want to accept it?" Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Baiyu released the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and four soul rings slowly floated up.

"Soul King... no? A Soul Master of the fourth ring, ten thousand years old!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes nearly popped out of his head in surprise. Whose Soul Sect's Soul Rings were all yellow, purple, and black? Were they sure this wasn't a Soul King missing a yellow ring?

After calming his mind, Zhao Wuji quickly walked to Baiyu, grabbed his arm and felt his bone age.

"Twelve years old?" This time Zhao Wuji really jumped up, jumping three feet high in shock, and said in a serious tone:
"Boy, do you really want to join Shrek Academy? Do your parents agree?"

When Zhao Wuji asked, he was also quite confused. Whose family is this young master? But why is his martial soul the blue silver grass?

However, Zhao Wuji absolutely did not believe that someone who could become a Soul Master at the age of twelve and possessed such a strong soul ring configuration was wild.

Baiyu waved his hand. "I'll make my own decisions, but I came here because I'm looking for monsters. Does your academy have any students who can be called monsters?"

Zhao Wuji listened to the questioning voice with an embarrassed look on his face. He pulled Baiyu's arm and walked towards the village, saying as he walked:
"You come in first. When the dean comes back, let him tell you that I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

As time passed, Flanders followed Zhao Wuji into the academy.

"Are you serious? Is there really such a genius? You didn't lie to me?" Flanders looked at Zhao Wuji suspiciously.

Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes. "Why would I lie to you? Let me make it clear first. They're here for the monster. Whether you can keep them here depends on you."

Flanders took a deep breath, looked excited, and said:
"Don't worry, I can definitely ignore him... ahem, keep him in the academy."

Zhao Wuji looked at the confident Flanders and curled his lips.

(End of this chapter)

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