"Hmm."
Su Wen nodded slightly.
His gaze swept over a city covered in ice and snow.
The midday sun shone down, but it couldn't dispel the chill.
Buildings stood tall, their rooftops piled with snow.
In some luxurious mansions, servants were carrying tools to shovel snow.
Pedestrians on the street were all wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, their breath instantly condensing into mist.
Taverns were everywhere in the city, usually serving snow pork.
Su Wen and Yan Shaozhe randomly found a tavern, ordered two servings of snow pork with malt wine, and began to chat.
"Have you decided on the race of your second soul beast?" Yan Shaozhe asked.
"Ice Jade Scorpion, I guess." Su Wen nodded.
Logically speaking, the strength of a martial soul could increase with level, but that was too slow.
Hurricane was an example.
To raise an ordinary wind attribute to the ultimate wind was not something that could be done in a short time; it required at least a Soul King level.
Hurricane had great potential, but it was a bit weak in the early stages.
The Ice Jade Scorpion species is born with extreme ice attributes, and the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion has developed this extreme ice to its limit, with the Ice Emperor being the best proof.
In fact, the original work even features a heaven-defying divine skill—Ice Explosion Technique—obtained from the soul bone of a 70,000-year-old Ice Jade Scorpion.
The potential of a soul beast's bloodline is generally judged by whether it possesses a top-tier soul beast.
Among the three great soul beasts of the Far North, the Snow Emperor is born of heaven and earth and has no clan; the Titan Snow Demon King belongs to the Snow Demon clan, whose numbers are extremely small—unless one stays in the core area of the Far North for two or three months, the probability of encountering one is extremely low.
The Ice Emperor, however, is a top-tier existence across the entire continent, demonstrating its immense potential.
With a race whose strength is considered superhuman in its early, middle, and late stages, what other choice could one have?
As for the Ice Silkworm clan,
Su Wen simply said, "They're just some random creatures on the roadside."
He added, "If you want spiritual power, you can choose something like the Evil Eye Tyrant.
The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm only reached that level because it had accumulated enough resources and had a bit of luck and opportunity.
In other words, with those resources, the Evil Eye Tyrant could probably crush Di Tian at will."
Tian Meng: "Spirit-type soul beasts don't have attack skills."
Evil Eye Tyrant: "Scream!"
He wondered if the Ice Jade Scorpion, after evolving into the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, would have an even higher evolutionary form.
He looked forward to seeing it.
The waiter brought over two plates of snow pork, vibrant in color and fragrant.
Su Wen picked up a knife, cut off a piece of meat, dipped it in sauce, and popped it into his mouth.
His eyes lit up.
Although his roasting skills weren't as good as Aunt Lu's, the meat quality was superior.
It truly lived up to its reputation as a famous delicacy in the original work.
...
Outside the shop.
Ning Tian looked around with a headache. The business here was incredibly booming.
Snow pork truly lived up to its reputation as a delicacy of the far north, its fame resounding throughout the entire continent.
Paired with malt wine, it attracted countless diners.
She and Wu Feng came to Anyang City together.
Their family elders needed to hunt spirit beasts, and after much pleading and cajoling, her father finally agreed to come.
Not long ago, her elders encountered a refined-looking middle-aged man who seemed to be an acquaintance.
He smiled and explained that this was the future dean of the Spirit Martial Arts Department at Shrek Academy, and the two chatted for a while.
She and Wu Feng were thirsty and wanted to find a tavern to rest.
However, the taverns and restaurants they found were either closed or overcrowded, until they reached this one…
"I'm so sorry, young young master, the tavern is full.
If you would be so kind as to share a table with someone," the tavern waiter said apologetically.
"Thank you"
Ning Tian nodded slightly.
Her beautiful eyes glanced around, and suddenly a look of joy flashed across her face.
She quickly led Wu Feng to the table at the back of the tavern.
"Excuse me, is someone sitting next to you?" Ning Tian asked politely.
"Yes."
Su Wen didn't look up, focusing on finishing the food on the table.
He's got such big eyes, why is he venting his anger? Didn't he see Yan Shaozhe, such a big living person, right in front of him?
"Hey! Can't you be reasonable? You're hogging this whole table! Do you own this place?!"
Another sharp, angry voice rang out.
"Hmm?"
Su Wen raised an eyebrow.
Finally looking up, he saw the table opposite him was completely empty, even the plates had been cleared away...
Damn it, where's Dean Yan?!
He was so engrossed in the food that he hadn't even noticed when Dean Yan had left.
However, he still had faith in Yan Shaozhe.
Even if he had temporarily left, there might be other reasons, but the latter was most likely still somewhere, quietly protecting him.
If Elder Xuan were leading the team, Su Wen would probably be panicking and even consider turning back home.
Seeing Wu Feng's angry face, he didn't explain anything, but raised his chin: "Sit down."
"Hmph!"
Wu Feng crossed her arms, her beautiful eyes showing a sense of satisfaction at seeing through a little trick, looking at Su Wen with a provocative expression.
Ning Tian glared at her, and then the two sat down.
"Little cough cough, young master, I heard the snow pork here is very famous, how about some?" Wu Feng's throat bobbed as he looked at the meat on Su Wen's plate, his stomach rumbling with hunger.
"Mm."
Ning Tian nodded.
After the waiter scurried away with the gold soul coins, Su Wen put down his knife and looked at Ning Tian with a hint of interest.
Although she had short hair, one could vaguely see a girl's gentleness in her hair.
She was dressed in luxurious clothes, clearly intending to disguise herself as a man, but her makeup skills were rather poor. Compared to the disguise techniques of Princess Tang next door, which could even fool her roommate, this was more like child's play…
"Hey, kid, why are you staring at my…young master!" Wu Feng glared at Su Wen like a protector of a flower.
"Dressed as a man?" Su Wen chuckled.
"Hmm?"
Ning Tian's eyebrows had been slightly furrowed, but this sentence made the girl's pupils shrink suddenly.
"What do you mean, 'woman disguised as a man'? Kid, don't mess around." Wu Feng looked stunned.
This was the makeup she had personally done for the young lady; how could someone see through it at a glance!
"The makeup artist's skill is too poor. Anyone who couldn't tell you were disguised after all this time is a fool."
Su Wen chuckled.
"Also, I'm not interested in your young lady, so don't go around attacking me."
"..."
The scene fell silent for a moment.
After a brief moment of surprise, Ning Tian's gaze towards Su Wen gradually changed—he was one of her kind!
A smile appeared on her face as she extended her palm.
"Sorry, I was blind just now. Let me introduce myself again. I am Ning Tian, the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Young sect master."
Wu Feng was somewhat worried.
When traveling, especially for geniuses like them who hadn't yet fully developed, it was very taboo to reveal their family name, especially when their elders weren't around.
After all, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was famous throughout the continent and had many enemies.
Moreover, its abundant assets were coveted by everyone.
"It's alright."
Ning Tian shook his head.
Judging by his age and demeanor, he must be the young master of some top-tier power.
Since he recognized her disguise as a man and her relationship with Wu Feng, she might as well get to know him openly.
"Hehe, Shrek Academy, Su Wen."
Their hands clasped together.
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