Chapter 10: Xiao Wu: Third Brother is Really Disappointing

Not only Chao Tianxiang.

Even Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

After all, based on his memory, the people of Shrek Academy were the most protective of their own.

He had beaten Tang San to such a state, yet Zhao Wuji hadn't made a move, and the others were all standing by, doing nothing...

Ye Feng instinctively glanced at the few people from Shrek Academy and immediately understood.

It seemed that the Lexical Traits he had gifted them were now fully taking effect.

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"Ah..."

Zhao Wuji let out a deep sigh as he saw how badly Tang San had been beaten.

He had guessed that Tang San wouldn't be a match for Ye Feng, but he hadn't expected Tang San to lose so miserably.

Although, according to Shrek Academy's tradition, no matter who the opponent was, if they laid a hand on someone from Shrek, they would have to pay the price...

This time, however, Zhao Wuji didn't make a move.

On one hand, Zhao Wuji was wary of the potential powerful figures behind Ye Feng.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji felt unusually tired today, inexplicably drowsy and weary.

All he wanted now was to quickly end this and go home to sleep soundly. He had no desire to intervene, nor even the thought of helping Tang San up...

After all, Tang San wasn't a child anymore. If he fell, he should get up on his own. There was no need for others to help him.

It wasn't just Zhao Wuji. Even Xiao Wu, who was closest to Tang San, didn't react much upon seeing this.

Due to the effect of her talent, Xiao Wu's eyes were now solely fixed on Ye Feng, on his incredibly powerful and majestic figure.

As for Tang San...

If he fell, he should just get up.

What's he doing lying on the ground? Is he planning to fake an injury?

Does he really expect someone to go over and help him up?

He's a 29th-level Soul Master, for heaven's sake. At his age, if he still needs someone to help him up, what's the difference between him and a waste? For some reason, Xiao Wu found Tang San quite annoying at this moment.

Without comparison, there's no sense of harm.

Compared to Ye Feng, Tang San now seemed not only childish but also really disappointing, leaving her speechless.

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The others also had their own thoughts.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's gazes were now completely fixed on Ye Feng, captivated by his dominance and charm.

As for Dai Mubai...

Dai Mubai was feeling particularly heated, his eyes occasionally drifting to the curves of Zhu Zhuqing's figure, his mind filled with all sorts of fantasies. He couldn't help but imagine pinning Zhu Zhuqing to the ground right then and there.

However, he knew it was impossible to have her now, so he just wanted to quickly end this and go back to spend seven days and nights with those twin sisters!

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As for Oscar, he was also feeling an inexplicable restlessness. His [Bad Habit] made him particularly fond of certain things. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, he slipped a hand into his pocket... His gaze, however, was fixed on Ning Rongrong's white silk-clad feet...

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Finally, there was Ma Hongjun. His Lexical Trait [Glutton] only made him feel extremely hungry.

On top of that, since no one else went to help Tang San, Ma Hongjun didn't dare to make any moves either.

And so.

Tang San was left in an awkward position.

He lay on the ground, covering his face, unsure whether to get up or not. Although he was in pain from the beating, his mind was still intact.

He was waiting for his companions to show concern, help him up, and give him a way out.

After all, if he were to admit defeat directly, it would be too embarrassing.

Embarrassment was secondary; what truly bothered him was the thought of losing his standing in Xiao Wu's eyes.

Of course, if Tang San were to look up now and see Xiao Wu's gaze completely captivated by Ye Feng, he would undoubtedly jump in frustration...

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"This young friend possesses remarkable strength. We concede. May I ask which sect you hail from?" At this moment, Chao Tianxiang suddenly spoke, offering Ye Feng a friendly smile.

She was no fool. Seeing the talent Ye Feng had displayed, she surmised that he must come from a powerful sect or perhaps was a rising genius from some super-secretive hidden sect.

Otherwise, even if he could truly absorb a Soul Ring beyond his level, no ordinary sect would be able to equip him with such a configuration.

Just that single Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring alone would have been impossible to obtain without the intervention of a Soul Saint.

Though he appeared to be alone, it was highly likely that a Soul Saint or even a stronger expert was secretly guarding him.

So, she chose to accept defeat gracefully and even sought to build a rapport with him. If the opportunity arose in the future, she hoped her granddaughter could get closer to him.

"I come from the Star Sect. If there are no objections, I'll take this Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent with me," Ye Feng casually fabricated a sect name, then picked up the "ingredient" from the ground, planning to return and prepare a delicious meal.

"Wait."

At that moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke, stopping Ye Feng.

"Oh, is there something else? You're not planning to renege and try to snatch it by force, are you?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, meeting Zhao Wuji's gaze without fear, exuding an air of confidence.

"Haha, you misunderstand, young friend."

Zhao Wuji chuckled awkwardly, then said somewhat sheepishly, "Young friend, you're already a Soul Grandmaster at such a young age. If I may ask, since the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent's Soul Ring is of no use to you, would you consider selling it to us?"

"Oh, how is it of no use? The Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent is a top-tier ingredient. Whether it's grilled or made into Serpent Soup, it's a delicacy. How could it be of no use?"

Ye Feng replied indifferently.

"I see. If you only want the serpent's body, could you let us kill it and sell the Soul Ring to us?" Zhao Wuji, upon hearing this, was overjoyed.

"Oh, that's acceptable."

Ye Feng nodded, not refusing, as this was within his expectations.

"Young friend, we also want the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent, and we're willing to offer a higher price than them!" At that moment, Snake Woman quickly interjected.

"Elder Chao, what do you mean by this? This young friend has already agreed to sell it to us!" Zhao Wuji, upon hearing this, became visibly agitated, his tone sharp.

"Haha, this young friend has only agreed to a transaction, not necessarily to sell it to you. Moreover, you haven't even discussed the price yet. How can you be so sure he'll agree to sell it to you?"

Chao Tianxiang remained amiable, but her words were firm.

After all, if it came to a contest of strength, she knew she was no match for the old man, Zhao Wuji.

But when it came to financial resources, she was confident she could hold her own.

"Since both of you want it, naturally it will go to the highest bidder."

Ye Feng didn't bother to watch the two of them argue and instead decided to auction it off directly.

After all, he would soon be venturing into the human world, and it was quite necessary to acquire some Gold Soul Coins.

(End of Chapter)