Chapter 30: Hunting Soul

Hearing Xiao Xian's words, Oscar was startled, blinked his peach‑blossom eyes, and his face gradually showed a mix of surprise and disbelief.

"Brother Xian! You really broke through?!"

"Level 30?!!"

"Hmm, I broke through." Xiao Xian's mouth curved into a faint smile, and he nodded. "I'll regulate my breath for a moment; if possible, help me ask Teacher Zhao Wuji for leave."

"Of course that's no problem, you keep going, you keep going!" Oscar jumped down from the bed, flung the door open and rushed out, "Dean! Dean! Teacher Zhao! Brother Xian broke through!"

Outside the door, Oscar's excited shout echoed.

It was nothing but Oscar's sheer excitement.

In fact, everyone who saw the brutality of Xiao Xian's training sincerely hoped he would succeed.

Moreover, after ten months of interaction, Xiao Xian had been quite kind to each of them.

Especially Oscar.

During Xiao Xian's occasional recovery periods, he successfully taught Oscar how to control the Soul Spell, allowing his otherwise unpresentable Soul Spell to be hidden by a few syllables.

On the day of success, Oscar was so thrilled he exploded, his joy nearly matching the feeling of awakening his martial soul and being found to have Innate Full Soul Power!

Fulangde and Zhao Wuji were eating in the Shi Tang.

Hearing Oscar's voice, they exchanged a glance, surprise and joy in their eyes, and simultaneously set down their chopsticks, dashing out of the Shi Tang together!

But in the end, Oscar hurriedly stopped them.

Soon, the entire Shrek Academy became lively.

"……"

But all this, for now, had nothing to do with Xiao Xian.

Xiao Xian glanced at the Little Cabin's door, sighed helplessly, slowly closed his eyes, and began to calm his breath and focus his mind.

His soul power had indeed broken through, but the breakthrough was too harsh, causing internal injuries.

After a full ten months of battles, each of his meridians had been widened by a sliver, and his soul power had become much denser.

Moreover, his Xuan Yu Hand had transformed into a Xuan Yu Body.

Logically, he shouldn't have suffered such injuries again.

However, the First Soul Technique still had some side effects.

At the moment of breakthrough, his soul power lost control, becoming chaotic and irritable again; fearing it would damage his already near‑limit meridians, he directly channeled the volatile soul power into his internal organs…

Fortunately, there was no serious harm.

Having cultivated the Profound Heaven Technique for so many years, his internal organs were already stronger than those of ordinary Soul Masters.

Just spitting blood—he was already accustomed to it.

His weak point had always been his meridians, not his physique or internal organs.

Level 30 is the starting point where a Soul Master can house a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, and the bodily test is already a notch higher.

Xiao Xian's physique had long met the requirement.

Only the limitation of his innate meridians prevented him from breaking through.

But…

Profound Heaven Technique, Xuan Yu Hand, First Soul Technique, Second Soul Technique, Soul Saint Zhao Wuji's daily toxic beating, Soul Saint Shao Xin's Sugar Beans, Innate Full Soul Power Oscar's sausage, nearly two thousand battles in the Grand Battle Soul Arena.

Especially the battles.

Putting aside repeated opponents, there were nearly a thousand distinct Soul Masters and nearly a thousand unique soul powers, each washing his body and soul power in its own way.

Whenever his body adapted to the previous Soul Master's soul power, the next battle immediately followed.

Exhaustion, despair, the desire to win, even the desire to survive.

His previous thinking was still too simple.

He thought Fulangde could truly be his protector, but he could indeed watch cold‑heartedly as he was pierced through the abdomen, nearly to death.

When Xiao Xian lay on the cold arena, conceding defeat, he finally realized clearly—no one can be relied upon!

He wanted to not rely on celestial herbs or soul bones.

To overturn fate with a mortal body.

Without the resolve to die, how could it be possible?

In tens of thousands of years on the continent, which Soul Master hasn't gone mad to become stronger? Why should they fail when you can succeed?

Xiao Xian circulated the Profound Heaven Technique; every inch of his body gradually regained a deep jade color, his meridians silently steadied, and the raging soul power inside was gradually suppressed.

Regardless, he succeeded.

"……"

The sun gradually set.

Xiao Xian finally slowly opened the Little Cabin's door, hungry.

"Congratulations, Brother Xian, on reaching Level 30!" Ma Hongjun held a bunch of big red flowers, standing in the middle. Dai Mubai stood on the left, carrying a square plate with a cake on it. Oscar stood on the right, holding a basket that contained some petals and shredded ribbons.

"Oh—!" As soon as Xiao Xian opened the door, Oscar grabbed a handful, excitedly tossed it into the air.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! ……"

Not far away, Fulangde, Zhao Wuji, Shao Xin, Li Yusong, and Lu Qibin were still standing.

Compared to these students, they only knew that Xiao Xian's body might have a problem, making breakthrough difficult.

But these teachers all knew exactly.

Innate Half‑Level soul power, yet at just over thirteen years old, successfully breaking through to Level 30 and becoming a Soul Elder?

Before seeing Xiao Xian, and even before today, they probably would have thought it was a fairy tale.

But.

It turned out to be real!

They were all shocked.

Xiao Xian stepped out of the Little Cabin, looked at all of Slake's people, and a familiar gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

He took the big red flower from Ma Hongjun's hand, the cake from Dai Mubai's hand, and from the basket in Oscar's hand, used Suction Palm to grab all the petals and broken ribbons.

His palm was held high.

Blowing Fire Palm, a reckless, fierce strike!

Boom—!

The gale howled!

Staring at the sky‑filled explosion of petals and broken ribbons, Xiao Xian's smile at the corner of his mouth became even more sincere.

He turned his head, looked at the teachers of Slake, especially Fulangde, and lightly laughed, "All teachers, Senior Master, I will not disappoint."

"Good, good!" Fulangde stared at Xiao Xian, a hint of satisfaction on his face.

……

That night, the group spent a night reveling in Suotuo City.

Xiao Xian paid very generously.

There were too many Soul Battles, the wins and losses gradually evened out, and he also saved up several thousand Gold Soul Coins.

The next day, he rested for half a day.

Fulangde found Xiao Xian.

He asked him whether he had decided on the Third Soul Ring, and whether he should go back to ask the Master.

"I've decided, and I've also investigated; it's in the Star Dou Great Forest," Xiao Xian said honestly.

"What about the approximate location? Do you also know?"

"Well, the teacher bought information about this kind of Soul Beast, there is a reliable map, and this Soul Beast doesn't usually leave its territory."

"Alright, you have ten minutes to prepare, then come find me."

Fulangde patted Xiao Xian's shoulder, turned and returned to his own residence; he seemed to need to prepare something as well.

Xiao Xian had little to prepare; all his belongings were in the Storage Soul Guide Device.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were being beaten by Zhao Wuji, while Oscar was running around the village where Slake was.

Everyone had little free time.

Xiao Xian therefore didn't greet them.

He sat in his own Little Cabin for a while.

Estimating that Fulangde had probably finished tidying up, he went and knocked on the door.

"Alright, let's go."

Fulangde changed into a black, sturdy outfit, and as soon as he stepped out of the gate, he completed the martial soul embodiment.

……