Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

"Senior Snake Granny, we do not wish to antagonize you and Senior Dragon Lord, and you do not wish to antagonize us either."

"If that's the case, why not turn hostility into friendship?" Mo Le continued to explain without the slightest embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, the Snake Granny raised an eyebrow, and even Meng Yiran, who was standing next to her, looked at Mo Le in disbelief.

This person... is so naive.

It's like seeing a husky among a pack of wolves.

The Snake Granny finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke angrily, "What do you mean by this? You want to take the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent and also want my granddaughter to enter your academy? Aren't you afraid of having too big of an appetite?"

Mo Le maintained his gentle smile and replied frankly, "Senior, if your granddaughter enters our academy, she will naturally be able to enjoy the food made by Xiao Ao using the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent Soul Ring. In that case, you will essentially not have lost the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent."

The snake woman frowned. What kind of twisted logic is this? Nonsense!

She was speechless for a moment, and finally thought that Mo Le was just joking and teasing her, so she sneered.

"What if I don't agree?"

So what if the opposing academy has a Soul Saint?

Her granddaughter had already entered the Otherworld Academy and was a key student being cultivated there, so why should she switch over?

Mo Le immediately put on a conflicted expression.

"That's a difficult situation. No matter who gets the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent, the other party will complain. We don't want to offend you and Senior Dragon Lord, but I believe you wouldn't want to offend us genius Soul Masters either, would you?"

"......" x2

Both Snake Granny and Meng Yiran stared at Mo Le with disbelief.

Is this kid really that narcissistic? (Shrimp head)

Seeing their expressions, Mo Le knew that saying more would be pointless.

Only strength is the truth.

Might makes right.

"Senior, I have something to rely on and resources to say this."

After saying that, he curled the corner of his mouth into a wicked smile, indicating that he was about to start showing off.

With a single step, three spirit rings—one yellow, one purple, and one black—rose up beneath his feet!

A hundred-year soul ring, a thousand-year soul ring, and a ten-thousand-year soul ring!

"!!!" x9

Not only were Snake Granny and Meng Yiran instantly shocked, but everyone else present, except for Tang San and Xiao Wu who knew the truth, was too shocked to speak and stood there stunned.

Wait a minute, what's with this kid named Mo Le's soul ring setup?

One yellow, one purple, and one black—what kind of ghost ring configuration is this?!

The Snake Granny stared intently at Mo Le's spirit ring. She couldn't help but rub her eyes, making sure she wasn't seeing things. She slightly opened her mouth, a rare display of composure in her decades-long career as a spirit master.

As a Soul Master, having a second Soul Ring that lasts for a thousand years already demonstrates that the other party is an unparalleled genius of this era, belonging to the very pinnacle of existence, and is absolutely unique.

Everyone else's second spirit ring is a hundred years old, but his is a thousand years old. Isn't that enough to explain everything?

Even more unbelievable is that Mo Le's third spirit ring... is actually ten thousand years old?!

This is simply...this is simply unbelievable!!!

impossible!

impossible!

Am I still half asleep?

If this is a dream, then please wake me up quickly.

When did absorbing spirit rings become so easy? What about those who die trying to absorb spirit rings? Were they just unlucky?

Have all these people wasted their lives?!

……

"Junior, Mo Le, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Demon Void Luo, Level 40, Three-Ring Soul Master. I wonder what Senior thinks of what I just said?"

"Is this to your liking?"

As Mo Le finished speaking, he calmly looked at the Snake Woman, a composed smile on his lips.

The Shrek members were the first to react.

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg.

"Holy crap! Brother Le, you..."

Oscar stopped him before he could finish speaking; one should not lose one's composure in situations like this.

Mo Le assumed everyone was surprised that he was a level 40 Soul Master, so he turned around and waved his hand.

"Ah, I woke up this morning and discovered I'd made a breakthrough. Sorry, I was planning to tell you all later."

The corners of their mouths twitched, but they didn't say anything; now was not the time to ask that.

Finally, Tang San took the lead in showing himself, and everyone took turns announcing their level and martial soul.

Tang San took a step forward, the Blue Silver Grass swaying gently around him, his voice steady.

"Tang San, twelve years old, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, level thirty-nine, three-ring Soul Master."

Soul rings: yellow, purple, and purple.

Xiao Wu followed closely behind, hands on her hips, chin slightly raised.

"Xiao Wu, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit, Level 29, Two-Ring Great Soul Master."

Soul rings: yellow and purple.

Dai Mubai crossed his arms, exuding an imposing aura.

"Dai Mubai, fifteen years old, Martial Soul: Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Level 37, Three-Ring Soul Master."

Soul rings: yellow, yellow, and purple.

Oscar scratched his head and chuckled: "Oscar, fourteen years old, Martial Soul Sausage, Level 30, Two-Ring Great Soul Master."

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow.

Ma Hongjun pulled out a steamed bun from somewhere, took a bite, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Ma Hongjun, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Evil Fire Phoenix, Level 29, Two-Ring Great Soul Master."

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow.

Ning Rongrong gracefully performed a skirt-lifting gesture and smiled slightly.

"Ning Rongrong, twelve years old, martial soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, level 26, two-ring Great Soul Master."

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow.

Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, her cool voice brief and forceful.

"Zhu Zhuqing, eleven years old, martial soul Netherworld Cat, level twenty-seven, two-ring Great Soul Master."

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow.

Snake Granny: ? ? ?

Meng Yiran: ? ? ?

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji felt extremely proud, and he slightly lowered his head with a smile on his lips.

Oh dear, how did you know these were all my students?

Meng Yiran, still a young girl, unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

Her eyes widened, her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't utter a sound. The snake woman beside her even took a step back instinctively, and a crack finally appeared in her usually composed expression.

They were completely stunned, feeling like their brains couldn't process what was happening.

Especially Meng Yiran.

She reached level 30 at sixteen, and everyone who saw her praised her for her extraordinary talent. But compared to these people, she didn't seem... that much of a genius.

Am I really a genius?

The thought suddenly popped into her mind. Meng Yiran bit her lower lip hard, her gaze shifting from one person to another. With each glance, her heart sank a little lower.

Finally, Meng Yiran subconsciously moved closer to her grandmother, her voice hoarse.

"Grandma...this..."

The snake woman came to her senses, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

The way she looked at Mo Le was no longer that of an elder looking at a junior, but a re-examination, even with a hint of apprehension.

Such a unique and unparalleled genius... there must be a powerful force as vast as a mountain behind him.

The Three Upper Sects? The Spirit Hall? The royal families of the two great empires?

At this moment, Snake Granny Chaotianxiang had only one thought in her mind.

Is it too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now?

(Shh, can we make peace?)