Hearing that Mo Yuan didn't pursue the matter further, Ning Tian breathed a sigh of relief. After signaling Wu Feng to stop talking with her eyes, the corners of her rosy lips curved slightly, and with her incredibly beautiful face, she was a true sex-hunting machine. "
Are you ready to start seducing me already? Haha, just a bit of beauty... More please, I'm going to really hone my mind! "
Noticing the strange hue in Mo Yuan's deep black eyes, Ning Tian felt a mixture of joy and shyness. Although she had been mentally prepared, she couldn't help but feel nervous when it came to actually putting it into action.
"Mo Yuan, didn't you say you were going to Shrek Academy? It just so happens that after I obtain my third spirit ring, I'm planning to go with Wu Feng. How about we go together? We'll have someone to look after us along the way."
Ning Tian suggested going with Mo Yuan. This apparent attempt to increase their time together naturally displeased Wu Feng, but unfortunately, she had no say in the matter.
"Of course. After all, this is an invitation from the Young Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. If I refuse, I'm afraid countless young talents will list me at the top of their 'This Beast Must Be Killed' list," Mo Yuan quipped with a smile.
His personality now couldn't be more different from the previous twelve years, but it was completely different.
When alone, Mo Yuan was always serious and cold, and when hunting souls, he was even more brutal and murderous, but this gave people a bad impression.
Because of his Black King blood, a distinctly evil martial spirit, and the need to study at Shrek Academy, a forbidden
ground for evil soul masters, Mo Yuan always pretended to be gentle and refined in the eyes of outsiders, so as not to let anyone associate him with an evil soul master.
If Douluo Continent had a Golden Man Award, Mo Yuan would be the undisputed winner.
Dragons have always had a strong ability to disguise themselves, wouldn't you say? Pompeii, Mr. Xiami?
Hearing Mo Yuan's teasing, Ning Tian covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled softly. "This beast deserves to be put on the execution list? That's an interesting idea. I didn't expect you, Mo Yuan, to be quite interesting. It's a shame that even if you declined my invitation, no one would object, because geniuses are always special." "
Genius? Haha, thank you very much for the compliment, Miss Ning."
Watching Ning Tian and Mo Yuan exchange smiles and banter, Wu Feng's heart was filled with bitterness. He looked at the two men, each looking at the murderer of his father and the other at a woman with a gambling addiction, respectively. Noticing
Wu Feng's complex gaze, Mo Yuan's lips curled up slightly, feeling a sense of satisfaction, as if he were in the presence of his husband.
After some small talk, Mo Yuan and Ning Tian grew closer. Considering the dangers lurking in the Star Dou Great Forest, Mo Yuan suggested heading towards Shrek Academy along the forest's perimeter, thereby facilitating a search for Huo Yuhao.
Having made their decision, the three of them set out immediately. Although guards protected the surroundings, the Star Dou Great Forest was no place to wander. Therefore, Mo Yuan and Wu Feng, one on each side, protected the support-type spirit master Ning Tian in the middle.
Mo Yuan, however, always led the way. While he couldn't directly determine Huo Yuhao's current location, he could vaguely sense the White Tiger Dagger's direction through the deep intuition of his bloodline.
A thick mist permeated the Star Dou Great Forest, and the fresh air, mingled with the fragrance of earth, was incredibly refreshing.
Ever since the beast tide in the Star Dou Great Forest, when Shrek Academy compromised on behalf of the human spirit masters, years of recuperation had allowed the number and quality of spirit beasts within the forest to reach an astonishing level.
Lower-level spirit beasts struggled to compete with the more powerful ones for territory and food, and to survive, they had to migrate outwards. This was why the spirit beasts on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest were growing stronger, to the point where they often broke out and harassed surrounding villages.
Mo Yuan and his companions even encountered several thousand-year-old spirit beasts along their journey. However, with Ning Tian's assistance, Mo Yuan slew them with a mere few strikes.
He even displayed the spirit skill of his second spirit ring.
Mo Yuan's spirit ring merely unlocked his bloodline and lacked any spirit skills. To conceal his abilities, he would select one from each level of Word Spirit as a disguised spirit skill.
For example, his first and second spirit skills were Word Spirit: Dustless Land and Word Spirit: Monarch Flame, respectively.
"I thought your golden-eyed spirit was spiritual, but I didn't expect it to be elemental. Sure enough, we still don't know enough about our true spirits," Ning Tian said, his eyes gleaming as he watched Mo Yuan, his golden eyes ablaze, polishing his long sword amid crimson flames.
His face, as if crafted by a god, was so perfect that no matter how many times Ning Tian saw it, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Even Wu Feng, who admired Ning Tian, had to admit that if she didn't like girls, she'd probably be deeply attracted to Mo Yuan.
"No, the golden eyes are not elemental, they can also be spiritual." Mo Yuan thought of the White King who controls the spiritual elements.
Mo Yuan didn't explain further, but turned his head to gaze toward the dark, dense forest to his left, a flicker of joy in his eyes.
It's finally here!
Just moments ago, the vague, elusive aura of dragon blood that Mo Yuan had sensed suddenly became much clearer.
Even though two years had passed since that drop of blood, the Black King's blood still held a familiar scent.
Glancing at Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who were resting nearby, Mo Yuan turned and slowly closed his eyes, silently chanting a string of profound dragon script.
"The black snake is swimming. It is a messenger, the eye of the gods. It permeates the sky and the earth, bringing back the vibrations of all things. Under its gaze, you have nowhere to hide, and nowhere to escape."
"Word Spirit: Vacuum Serpent."
The shimmering snakes stored deep within Mo Yuan's brain erupted, swiftly weaving through the thick fog that permeated the forest, fueled by water vapor, bringing Mo Yuan every ounce of information!
Compared to the equally functional Word Spirit Kamaitachi, the Vacuum Serpent, aside from its limitations and stamina drain, completely crushes the Kamaitachi.
If the Word Spirit Kamaitachi's owner lacks a high bloodline to advance to the 'Vampire Scythe' and lacks physical strength, they could even be chased by a polar bear without firearms. "
Isn't that right? Caesar Gattuso?"
The Vacuum Serpent darted at breakneck speed, quickly bringing Mo Yuan to the following scene a few hundred meters to the north.
In the forest, a simian spirit beast stood tall, its body covered in brown-yellow fur. Its arms were incredibly long, its claws pierced by sharp nails, its canines bared, and its eyes gleamed with a fierce glint.
It was the Wind Baboon, a godslayer on par with the Man-Faced Demon Spider, the one who nearly slew the God of Fun!
Opposite the Wind Baboon was a thin, young spirit master, not much older than Mo Yuan, with shabby clothes and an ordinary appearance. His only distinguishing feature was his exceptionally bright, deep blue eyes.
In his hand, he held a white dagger. A closer look revealed a faint red mark on the end.
Man and beast engaged in a passionate battle in the forest. Of course, the young man was being chased and attacked by a wind baboon, dodging here and there in a state of extreme distress.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this might be the closest the God of Emotions, Huo Gua, has ever been to death.
Mo Yuan contemplated the bewildered Huo Yuhao, his thoughts unhelpful. He had come here solely for the sake of the Holy Necromancer, Ilex, and had sought out Huo Yuhao simply to locate him.
As for the million-year-old soul beast, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Mo Yuan's attitude was that it didn't matter whether it existed or not. Besides, he wasn't a strictly spiritual soul master, so it was unlikely that the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm would abandon Huo Gua and join him.
Whether Huo Yuhao lived or died was none of his business. If the wind baboon truly killed Huo Yuhao, the only thing he would do was to crush it with a single blow and then erect a monument in its honor.
It would read: The Unrivaled Soul Beast Who Slew the God of Emotions, the God-Slayer Baboon God King!
Returning to the clash between man and beast, the wind baboon, having had its attacks blocked by Huo Yuhao several times, completely unleashed its ferocity. It reared up, pounding its chest with both fists before letting out a roar. It suddenly opened its maw towards Huo Yuhao, a ball of white light emanating from it.
Simultaneously, it lunged towards him, its bloody mouth agape.
In this life-or-death moment, Huo Yuhao instinctively fell backward, simultaneously raising his White Tiger Dagger. The white light collided head-on with the dagger.
The wind baboon leaped over the dagger, grasping Huo Yuhao's shoulders with its two arms and hurling him.
Man and beast flew apart. After a moment, only Huo Yuhao struggled to his feet, while the wind baboon twisted a few times before losing its movement.
Huo Yuhao, the future God of Emotions, successfully counterattacked the ten-year soul beast, the wind baboon, with his uncanny skill—a sliding tackle!
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