Douluo Continent: Starting with the Burning Blade, he was then entangled with Ma Xiaotao.

Chapter 43 The Youngest Soul King

Chapter 43 The Youngest Soul King

"Junior, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Wu Ming leaned down and whispered in Lin Feng's ear as he struggled to sit up, her breath sweet and her voice carrying an undisguised flirtatious tone, "Remember to come visit me often in the future."

"My body really can't take it anymore, senior, please have mercy—" Lin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his tone filled with genuine exhaustion and helplessness, almost on the verge of tears.

This senior student, Wu Ming, is only twenty-six years old, yet her energy and initiative are comparable to someone in their thirties.

"Then next time, senior, bring more supplements," she said, not holding back at all, but instead chuckled and continued to whisper in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his reddened earlobe, "Like the Thousand-Year Whale Glue? It costs fifty or sixty thousand gold soul coins for a small piece, doesn't it? You're so young, this is the time when you need to nourish your body and strengthen your foundation the most."

"Then—then I'll trouble you to spend the money, senior." Lin Feng knew he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree. At the same time, he sincerely wished that senior would soon temper the Golden Crow True Fire to its ultimate level and evolve into the legendary three-legged Golden Crow.

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"That depends on—" Wu Ming reached out towards Lin Feng's bare abs and continued to tease him in the ear, "Junior, are you going to give me any good enough?"

After Wu Ming finished speaking these ambiguous words, the smile on her lips deepened.

She suddenly leaned down and gently pressed her soft lips to Lin Feng's sweaty forehead. The touch was fleeting, like a feather brushing past, yet leaving a clear tactile sensation.

Only then did Wu Ming slowly straighten up. The illusory image of the pair of dazzling golden wings behind him flickered slightly, reflecting the light and shadow within the ice cave.

"See you tomorrow, junior~" She winked, her tone light and cheerful, then added with a rare touch of consideration, "Just kidding, you get some rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't linger. Her figure was as light as a feather as she suddenly darted out of the entrance to the ice cave and quickly merged into the shimmering blue water above.

Silence returned to the ice cave, and Lin Feng lay back down on the ice, gazing at the hazy blue ice wall above him.

After a long while, he finally exhaled resignedly, rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, and then struggled to sit up.

The four different flame origins have now been successfully gathered on the Fire Lotus Martial Soul, and the Burning Technique has successfully evolved to the Earth Rank.

The source of the Red Dragon Heart Fire has not yet been formed, and Wu Feng's current cultivation level is still shallow. Forcibly helping her to form it would be tantamount to pulling up seedlings to help them grow. We can only see if there are any suitable immortal herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

The old woman Zhou Yi's martial soul is also a red dragon, and she is a six-ring Soul Emperor. Logically speaking, she should be the best choice available.

However, given their previous falling out, and the fact that she is a married woman, if Fan Yu were to find out—Lin Feng would probably be hacked to pieces by him.

This path is too risky; I would never consider it.

Lin Feng's thoughts returned to the present; he had quite a few things to deal with urgently.

With the freshman assessment approaching, he could apply to skip it. After all, it was really unnecessary for a Soul King to bully a bunch of Great Soul Masters and Soul Masters.

The most important thing is to go to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, not only for Tang Ya, but also because of the great opportunity there.

Lin Feng composed himself and temporarily suppressed these chaotic thoughts.

We must take things one step at a time. For now, we should first go and negotiate with Yan Shaozhe about the new student assessment.

Soon, Lin Feng arrived at Mingfeng Courtyard.

The courtyard is serene, shaded by ancient trees, with a hundred flowers in bloom and a hundred birds singing.

Yan Shaozhe was sitting at a stone table when he saw Lin Feng enter, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He raised his hand and gently touched it, and the small stove on the stone table lit itself. The water in the pot quickly boiled, and the aroma of tea wafted out.

"Xiao Feng, it's been a while since you've been here. Sit down and try some of the tea your teacher just got." Yan Shaozhe gestured for him to sit down. "Thank you, teacher." Lin Feng sat down and took the teacup.

"I've been busy preparing for the new student assessments lately, so I haven't been able to give you much guidance," Yan Shaozhe said, taking a sip of tea with a hint of apology in his voice.

"Teacher, you flatter me." Lin Feng put down his teacup, paused for a moment, and got to the point. "Actually, I came here today for the new student assessment. I would like to request that I skip this assessment. As for the core disciple reward, I am willing to give it up."

"Oh?" Yan Shaozhe paused, his hand holding the cup still, and looked up at him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Why don't you want to participate? Do you feel—the opponents are too weak, and you can't muster the enthusiasm?"

"Yes," Lin Feng readily admitted, calmly adding as he met Yan Shaozhe's gaze, "Furthermore, I have just—advanced to Soul King. It is indeed inappropriate for me to participate in the freshman assessment, which is mainly for Great Soul Masters and Soul Masters."

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A brief silence fell around the stone table.

Yan Shaozhe stopped completely in his tea-serving motion, the rim of the cup resting on his lips, his face showing astonishment, as if he had misheard.

"—Wait?" He slowly put down his teacup, looking at Lin Feng with an incredulous expression. "You just said—Soul King? Level 50? I didn't hear you wrong, did I?"

He remembered clearly that during the last Sea God Pavilion meeting, Lin Feng was only a level 47 Soul Master. How long has it been?

Under the teacher's almost scrutinizing gaze, Lin Feng remained calm and simply nodded slightly: "Yes. I successfully absorbed Senior Sister Wu Ming's Golden Crow True Fire, and after my soul power reached level fifty, I automatically acquired a soul ring, which is now stable at level fifty-three."

Yan Shaozhe remained silent for a long time. His deep gaze lingered on Lin Feng's calm face. He needed to re-examine, no, to completely reassess, his personal disciple.

This cannot be described simply as a genius; it is a terrifying existence that is enough to overturn the understanding of the Soul Master world and can be called unprecedented.

It should be noted that at Lin Feng's age, if he could break through to the Soul Venerable level, he would already be one in ten thousand, a prodigy.

Lin Feng, however, directly skipped two major realms. With such cultivation and potential, he was fully qualified to skip directly from freshman to inner courtyard, and even—be selected...

Joining the Shrek Seven Devils wouldn't be a problem.

"You—" Yan Shaozhe slowly began, seemingly searching for the right words, before finally shaking his head and letting out a self-deprecating laugh, "—I can no longer describe you as a monster. Perhaps, there is simply no accurate adjective to describe you."

He picked up the slightly cooled tea but didn't drink it, continuing in a complicated tone, "It seems that I, and even the academy, have little left to teach you on the path of cultivation."

He spoke these words frankly, even with a hint of indescribable melancholy.

Raymond Lam is like a double-edged sword with its sharp edge fully exposed.

It would be a great joy if he could be of use to the academy, and the academy might reach unprecedented heights in the future because of him.

But if one day he were to turn against the academy—Yan Shaozhe didn't even want to think about the consequences.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

This child's world is destined to be more than just Shrek Academy. His resolute rejection of the "Extreme Individual Soldier Project" was already a clear and dangerous signal.

He has his own path to follow, and he's moving at an astonishing pace.

However, what gives Yan Shaozhe a sliver of comfort and consideration is that Lin Feng still calls him "teacher" and still takes the initiative to come and inform him of such a significant breakthrough.

This shows that he, as a direct disciple, still has a sense of recognition and attachment to the academy and to his teacher.

Moreover, he doesn't have any powerful force behind him—there's still a chance.

"Raymond Lam, do you have any long-term plans for the future?"

Yan Shaozhe's uncertain expression faded, and he looked at Lin Feng again, asking cautiously.