The Royal Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire is less than twenty kilometers from the capital, Heaven Dou City. The environment is so beautiful; Xiao Wu, though saying she didn't like it, was secretly delighted at the thought of it becoming her future home.
More than five years have passed, and they have finally graduated successfully from the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. Based on their talent, Notting Academy planned to recommend them directly to intermediate and even advanced Soul Master academies. Many academies extended invitations, but the clan leader refused them all.
Especially Yu Xiaogang, who would visit the zu zong several times almost every year. The specific requests were either to persuade the zu zong to become his disciple or to persuade him to go to Shrek Academy after graduation.
Becoming a disciple was impossible; it was impossible in this lifetime. Most of the theories were wrong, and he knew they would be of no use to him. How could he possibly become a disciple? Several times, the clan leader almost couldn't resist using the waters of the Mother-Child River on him.
As for Shrek? Aside from the two remaining female members of the clan who were of interest, the others weren't really that interesting. The teaching quality was so-so; aside from having Soul Saints who could help students hunt for Soul Rings, they offered nothing else!
As for teaching results? Reaching level 25 or higher before the age of twelve—even a pig could teach such geniuses!
They were only good for curing the spoiled brats and princesses of powerful forces or sects.
The zu zong had no interest in minor academies. If it were Tianshui Academy, they might consider it, but unfortunately, they wouldn't accept them.
During his six years in Notting, many things happened.
The zu zong lived a very fulfilling life, attending classes in the morning, cultivating or using his transformation technique to participate in competitions in the Soul Arena in the afternoon, and cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Art to improve his Soul Power in the evenings—he had almost no free time.
Perhaps due to the influence of the Douluo Continent's rules, no matter what methods the zu zong tried, he couldn't break the restrictions. When he first obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he broke through to the second level in less than a month. However, no matter how many times he tried to break through, he only reached the third level after obtaining his second soul ring, and the fourth level was only achieved after obtaining his third soul ring.
During this time, even though his Zu Zong spent a large amount of hatred points to teleport to the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," he still couldn't break through the existing bottleneck of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, probably due to the cultivation system. However, he did manage to save the young Zhou Zhiruo.
Speaking of hatred points, one must mention stealing from the system.
More than five years ago, after his clan leader obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he became completely at odds with Bibi Dong, stealing things like the Moon Fiend Internal Technique from her six or seven times out of ten, which scared him so much that he had to call a halt.
As for other things, apart from stealing a Body Flicker Technique from Naruto, most of them were useless in improving his strength.
It's worth mentioning that, logically, five years should have passed, and the Fourth Shinobi World War in the Naruto world should have ended long ago. The strange thing is, in these five years, Itachi Uchiha didn't develop any hatred towards his clan leader. Was he really that great? It turns out, the zu zong was overthinking it. Naruto truly lives up to its reputation as one of the three major shonen anime series that has been running for over a decade or two! Even its timeline is much slower than Douluo Continent. As it turns out, according to the inquiry system, the Five Great Nations' Allied Forces have only just been formed!
At twelve years old, he no longer looks as immature as before; his face has matured, and he vaguely resembles the former Blue Silver Emperor. Long hours of arduous training have given him a strong physique. Although he doesn't look particularly imposing, beneath his tight-fitting clothes lies a body full of explosive muscles.
Now, the zu zong's soul power has reached level 37. His
Blue Silver Domain has also evolved to the second stage, awakening the attached skill: "All Things in the Forest."
The zu zong didn't follow the original Tang San's approach of solely focusing on control from the beginning.
The second spirit ring was acquired in the second year after enrolling at Notting Academy, from a 1100-year-old saber-toothed tiger.
It granted the zu zong the spirit skill "Blue Silver Blade," which could simultaneously transform dozens or even hundreds of Blue Silver Emperor vines into blades capable of cutting through iron like mud, attacking enemies. These blades could also be coated with fire poison, and there were no usage restrictions; as long as the clan leader had sufficient spirit power, they could use it without limit, greatly enhancing the zu zong's attack power. It could be said that facing this spirit skill, no spirit master of the same level could afford to be injured, not even a scratch, unless the zu zong helped to drain the fire poison; otherwise, death would be certain within a few hours.
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The third spirit ring was acquired two years ago. The zu zong chose Tang San's fourth spirit ring from the original story, the Earth Demon Pearl. Although he had less than three thousand years of cultivation, he still gained the skill "Blue Silver Prison," which could control groups, and it was a Blue Silver Prison with extremely high temperatures; direct physical contact would surely cause severe injuries. A
spirit ring configuration like Huang Zizi's, especially for a 12-year-old Spirit Master, was incredibly astonishing. Fortunately, the clan leader's Blue Silver Domain possessed a "camouflage" skill, allowing him to freely change the color of his spirit rings, even directly concealing one.
The zu zong deeply understood the principle of "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Having unparalleled talent without the protection of a powerful force was itself a crime; if he couldn't recruit someone, he would choose destruction.
To outsiders, the zu zong was currently just a genius who had just obtained his third spirit ring, a configuration of yellow, yellow, and purple. While his talent was monstrous, it wasn't uncommon in the Douluo Continent, and he wasn't someone anyone would covet.
"Looks like this is it," the zu zong said, holding the map given to him earlier by the headmaster, Blanklin.
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, was displeased. She thought, "I've been talking for ages (imitating Blanklin's wife), and you, Xiao Zong, haven't listened to a word! What's with the map? Do you think I'm less interesting than a map?"
Xiao Wu blinked her cute big eyes and pouted, "Hmph! I'm not happy, I'm tired and don't want to walk anymore."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu squatted down and acted like a brat, her eyes fixed on Zu Zong.
Zu Zong understood that look; the two had formed a tacit understanding long ago. He naturally squatted down and waved his right hand behind him, "Alright, get on!"
"Yay!" Xiao Wu successfully charmed him again, shouting excitedly, and leaped onto Zu Zong's back.
Two years ago, Zu Zong would never have agreed to her. He, the number one handsome man in Douluo Continent, why would he carry a beautiful woman instead of this 100,000-year-old rabbit? Although he had completely shed his beast form and was no longer a rabbit after eating the Transformation Pill, once a rabbit, always a rabbit.
The problem was that two years ago, after an accident where Xiao Wu succeeded, the zu zong's stiff back felt a long-lost comfort. He hadn't expected Xiao Wu to be so
well-endowed despite her young age. The zu zong verbally refused, but his body betrayed him.
Well, after cultivating for so long, his back was stiff and rigid; of course, he needed two round, soft things to massage it.
A man and a woman, the man carrying the woman, walked briskly. In no time, they arrived at the gates of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"Halt! Who are you?" Ten Soul Masters, around eighteen or nineteen years old, blocked the group's path. Although they hadn't summoned their Martial Souls, their pale yellow school uniforms revealed them to be students of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
The zu zong put Xiao Wu down, looked around at the group, and thought, "This scene feels so familiar!"