Chapter 9: line with translation of title

Bai Yuan indifferently continued: "In my view, a truly powerful academy possesses the ability to turn decay into marvels, to transform trash into heaven's pride; thus only accepting monsters, Shrek Academy is nothing but trash among trash."

Zhao Wují in the dark had an ashen face.

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath, then sneered: "Since you say that, you must have the ability to turn decay into marvels, to transform trash into heaven's pride, right?"

Bai Yuan smiled and said: "Of course I do; my disciple was once trash, now she beats you lot like beating dogs."

After these words fell, not only Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others worked hard, even Ning Rongrong appeared somewhat angry.

After all, she was also included in "you guys."

Bai Yu turned her head, her eyes gazing dimly at Bai Yuan.

Just now she dug a pit for her own master, but Bai Yuan turned around and threw her in.

As for her former self, she was trash.

Bai Yu also thought so.

She painstakingly cultivated for several hundred years before barely opening her spiritual wisdom.

Is she trash or a genius?

If it weren't for meeting Bai Yuan, Bai Yu wouldn't know how long it would take her to become human and walk this vast world.

Dai Mubai flew into a rage: "Fine, fine, fine, if you can make her come down, today I won't blame myself for bullying a child!"

Bai Yu's face under the mask darkened.

"Bullying a child? Given her true age, she could be the ancestor of this crowd, yet they dare call her a child."

Bai Yu leapt onto Bai Yuan's leg, her whole body seeming weightless as she floated several meters, landing not far from the Seven Monsters.

"Who among you will come first? Or shall we all go at once?" Bai Yu said in a flat tone, yet her words were full of hostility.

The ninth layer of Qi cultivation equals thirty-nine ranks of soul power; in terms of internal strength, Bai Yu is not much stronger than Dai Mubai.

But if we talk about skills, Dai Mubai only has three, whereas Bai Yu has learned countless arts from the 《Qinglian Tianxin Jue》.

Even among them, many are divine abilities that she can only use now by exerting herself to the utmost.

Moreover, Bai Yu's cultivation method is top-notch among the top, fully capable of challenging higher levels.

If we convert cultivation levels to soul power ranks, early Foundation Establishment equals forty-nine, mid equals fifty-nine, late equals sixty-nine, and perfection reaches seventy-nine.

"Arrogant!" This is not only the view of the Shrek Seven Monsters, but also of the onlookers.

Bai Yuan had said before that these people before him were all monsters; now this masked figure, about a meter tall, looking like a girl who just awakened her martial soul, actually wants to take on seven.

It's utterly absurd.

Dai Mubai had no notion of respecting elders and loving the young; seeing Bai Yu come down and spout wild words, he went forward to meet her.

"Little thing, having such a teacher is your bad luck; now scram aside and cut ties with him, I'll let you leave safely." Dai Mubai said in a low voice.

Bai Yu said calmly: "Bring it on! I haven't fought anyone in years; today I'll let you have three moves."

For these past years, Bai Yu has lived in the Star Dou Great Forest, usually fighting soul beasts, rarely encountering people.

"Fine, fine, fine!" Dai Mubai coldly laughed, his muscles suddenly bulging, straining his clothes.

His head of golden hair turned white, with a few black strands mixed in conspicuously, and the three horizontal and one vertical lines on his brow together formed the character for "king".

Two yellow and one purple, three shining rings rose successively from his feet, the surging soul power making the onlookers feel doubled pressure.

Bai Yu remained unmoved; the only pair of wine-red eyes revealed beneath her mask showed no emotional ripple.

Tang San frowned at those calm eyes, and a bad memory from his past gradually surfaced.

"It shouldn't be her; she's about my age, she should have grown up by now." Tang San muttered to himself, steadied his mind, and continued watching the impending battle.

Dai Mubai was also startled inside; to resist his soul power pressure without releasing his martial soul, the little girl before him is certainly not simple.

Dai Mubai calmed himself, immediately ceased underestimating his opponent, and prepared to give his all.

"Second soul skill, White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"

A mass of milky-white light gathered before Dai Mubai's mouth, then erupted violently.

This strike's power is immense; a typical two-ring Soul Master would die on contact, and even a three-ring Soul Master would not clash head-on with it.

However, Bai Yu extended her slender, fair finger and lightly traced in midair, drawing an invisible circle.

That light wave, upon contacting that invisible circle, vanished without a trace, as if a color had been erased from a painting.

"What kind of soul skill is this!"

The crowd stared agape; even Tang San, who had learned much knowledge from Yu Xiaogang, found it hard to believe.

Though no soul rings were visible on her person, with a casual gesture she neutralized the attack of a three-ring Soul Elder.

A smile played on Bai Yuan's lips; if he were to open recruitment for disciples now, surely many would come back to enroll.

Saying it, he did it; Bai Yuan smiled and said: "This is not a soul skill, it is a spell; my disciple and I are not Soul Masters, we are cultivators."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Tang San's pupils constricted; an unpleasant memory involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"It's her! It's them!"

Tang San looked at Bai Yu, who was facing off against Dai Mubai; the mask on her face was replaced by that of an exquisite girl.

"Third brother, do you know them?" Xiao Wu asked doubtfully.

Tang San nodded and said: "I know them; six years ago they almost killed me; back then I was puzzled, puzzled that the girl looked even younger than I, why she was so strong; now I see the reason."

"What reason, what reason?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

The remaining Shrek Five Monsters, including Ning Rongrong and even Zhao Wují in the shadows, as well as the surrounding onlookers, all cast curious glances.

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Tang San narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous light as he said: "Because they are ten-thousand-year soul beasts that have undergone re-cultivation; only ten-thousand-year soul beasts that have undergone re-cultivation can maintain their appearance for six years, can appear that young yet possess such strength, and can use skills without displaying soul rings."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, everyone was shocked, then gazed greedily at Bai Yuan and Bai Yu.

No one has ever seen a re-cultivated ten-thousand-year soul beast; they only know from hearsay that such a beast can take human form and becomes easier to kill.

As for its other traits, nobody knows them at all.

Now that Tang San said this, rather than believing Bai Yuan and Bai Yu are cultivators they've never even heard of, it's more plausible to believe they are reborn hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Beasts.

Bai Yuan's heart suddenly jumped.

What he had just thought was, even if Tang San discovered his identity, there was nothing he could do; after all, he had already unleashed a killing move, and even if they were strangers, they were already enemies.

As a result, Bai Yuan now just wants to take on a disciple, yet he's been labeled a reborn hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Beast.

Furthermore, he can't shake off that label.

Because he cannot commit suicide—or kill Bai Yu—to prove he isn't a hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Beast.

(End of chapter)