Chapter 102 Shui Bing'er: Master Lu Ming, I've finally found you! Tenth on the Strength Ranking!
Shui Bing'er paused, her gaze fixed on the enormous light curtain in the sky.
The words on the screen had just disappeared, seemingly brewing the next storm.
Shui Bing'er said softly:
"The top two on the Martial Soul Ranking... Even an eight-winged angel like Qian Renxue can only rank third. I really don't know what kind of monsters these top two are."
"And there's that power ranking that's about to be released."
Xue Ke lay on the rocks on the shore, tilting her head to look at Shui Bing'er:
"If we were to rank people by strength, Bing'er's current abilities would probably amaze everyone, right?"
"After all, we've killed countless ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts along the way."
Shui Bing'er shook her head, scooped up a handful of water, and washed her face.
"Rankings are all meaningless."
"but..."
She abruptly changed the subject, a hint of arrogance flashing in her eyes:
"With my current strength, looking across the entire continent, apart from Tang San, Qian Renxue, and Bibi Dong from the Spirit Hall, I really don't take anyone else seriously."
This is not blind arrogance.
Since Lu Ming left, she has been cultivating like a madwoman, and has even gone to that place, experiencing trials that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Just then.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying the unique scent of grass and trees from the forest, along with a faint smell of smoke.
Shui Bing'er froze abruptly as she was wiping her arms.
Her nostrils twitched slightly, as if she had caught some incredible scent.
The next second.
Shui Bing'er's pupils constricted sharply, and her whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.
"This taste..."
It smelled of a mixture of faint herbal aromas and a special barbecue sauce.
That was Lu Ming's unique formula.
That taste was etched into her very bones; she would recognize it even if it turned to ashes!
"master!"
Shui Bing'er exclaimed in surprise, and without caring that her clothes were still wet, she leaped out of the water.
"Sister Bing'er, what's wrong?"
Xue Ke was startled and before she could react, she saw Shui Bing'er had already rushed to the shore.
Shui Bing'er hurriedly grabbed the clothes that were on the rock, not having time to put them on properly, and just threw them on to cover her private parts.
"It tastes just like my master's cooking! My master is nearby!"
Shui Bing'er's voice was trembling; it was a sign of extreme ecstasy.
She didn't even bother to put on her shoes; with her bare, snow-white feet, she set off in the direction from which the smell of smoke was coming.
"Hey! Wait for me!"
Seeing this, Xue Ke didn't care about anything else, quickly climbed ashore, put on her clothes, and stumbled after him.
...
Just as the two women were running wildly through the woods.
Above the sky, the once silent golden list trembled once more.
The grand sound of the bell resounded throughout the entire Douluo Continent, and golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, illuminating every corner.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
Lines of large, golden characters slowly appeared.
[Ranked 10th on the Douluo Power Ranking!]
[Name: Xue Di]
[Identity: Ruler of the Far North, member of the Ice and Snow Maiden Clan!]
[Affiliation: Far Northern Ice Plains]
[Synopsis: A naturally born ice and snow sprite, born by absorbing the cold air of heaven and earth. She is the leader of the three great kings of the far north, appearing no different from a human, and possessing unparalleled beauty!]
[Cultivation Level: 699,900 years!]
[Signature Techniques: The Snow Emperor's Three Ultimate Skills - Emperor's Palm: Great Cold Without Snow, Emperor's Sword: Unparalleled Ice Extremes, Emperor's Frosty Heaven: Snow Dance Under the Shining Sun!]
[Ranking Reward: Gain human form (can freely switch between human bodies, possess all human cultivation talents and meridians, and retain soul beast cultivation)!]
As soon as these few lines were uttered, the entire continent fell into a deathly silence.
Immediately following was an uproar.
...
Outside Tiandou City, on the official road.
The Shrek Academy team stopped.
Tang San looked up at the information displayed on the sky, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Snow Emperor?"
He repeated the name to himself, searching his memory for anything, but to no avail.
Dai Mubai, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at him with disdain and astonishment.
"How could some nobody even make the list?"
"The far north? What kind of powerful figures could emerge from that godforsaken place?"
Dai Mubai spat. As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, he considered himself well-informed, yet he had never heard of this person.
In his view, the strong people on this continent either came from the Spirit Hall, the two great empires, or Shrek Academy.
This Snow Emperor's sudden appearance is utterly baffling.
However, when he saw the words "nearly 700,000 years of cultivation" at the end, the sarcasm that was on the tip of his tongue got stuck in his throat.
"Seven...seven hundred thousand years?"
Dai Mubai's voice changed tone, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
A 700,000-year-old soul beast?
What does this mean?
It's important to know that a 100,000-year-old soul beast is already equivalent to a Title Douluo in human terms.
Seven hundred thousand years, wouldn't that be a god-like existence?
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, his hands behind his back.
He called himself a master, his theories were unparalleled, and he considered himself the best in the world when it came to the study of soul beasts.
But this "Snow Emperor" and these "Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North" were completely beyond his knowledge.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but he quickly regained his inscrutable demeanor.
"The far north... there are actually such powerful individuals."
"It seems my theory still needs to be supplemented. This world is so big, there are indeed still unexplored corners."
The Shrek members were all stunned by this number.
Oscar swallowed hard and whispered:
"Seven hundred thousand years, if a war breaks out, who can withstand it?"
Ma Hongjun shrank back slightly, but then his gaze fell on the reward, and his eyes became somewhat lewd:
"Possessing everything a human has? Doesn't that mean this soul beast is a stunning beauty?"
Ning Rongrong, however, noticed something else. She frowned, her face filled with disbelief:
"Such a powerful individual is only ranked tenth?"
"Seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, and this is still only at the bottom?"
Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San, her face somewhat pale.
As a former 100,000-year-old rogue rabbit, she knew better than anyone the difficulties of soul beast cultivation.
Every 100,000 years is a critical juncture, and every 100,000 years one must undergo a tribulation.
Seven hundred thousand years—that's the true pinnacle of soul beasts.
Even the two great Ming emperors of yesteryear would probably be nothing more than younger brothers in front of this Snow Emperor.
"Even a legendary level 99 Title Douluo is probably far from being a match for a 700,000-year-old soul beast."
Xiao Wu's voice trembled slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing crossed her arms, a hint of emotion appearing on her usually cold face.
"How could that be?"
"If even someone like the Snow Empress can only rank tenth, then does that mean we're all off the list?"
"I wonder how many more experts are hidden in this strength ranking?"
Upon hearing this, the Shrek members fell silent.
An invisible pressure loomed over everyone.
They originally thought that by following Tang San to become a god, they would have already reached the pinnacle of the continent.
But now it seems that the water is much deeper than they imagined.
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