Chapter 186: The Ancestor of the Flame Family
"What a powerful soul beast aura!"
On the other side, Feng Qingcang and Feng Xiaotian were flying toward the green light column. As soon as they felt the oppressive aura emitted by Pidgeot, their speed faltered.
But soon, they realized—the aura seemed somewhat familiar.
"It's Mu Hui's Pidgeot!"
Feng Xiaotian, who had known Mu Hui for a longer time, was the first to identify it. Still, he hesitated and added, "But... is Mu Hui's Pidgeot really that strong? This aura… it's almost on par with an 80,000-year soul beast."
In his mind, Mu Hui's level should be, at most, around 67 or 68—not even a Soul Saint yet. How could his spirit's aura be this overwhelming?
However, after hearing him, Feng Qingcang's expression turned thoughtful.
He had seen Mu Hui's level not long ago—already level 75. By now, he might be close to breaking through to Soul Douluo. Moreover, Feng Qingcang had never been able to fully see through Pidgeot. So, it wasn't surprising that Pidgeot could possess such strength.
And if today's anomaly had truly been caused by Mu Hui, everything made sense. In Feng Qingcang's eyes, Mu Hui was far from ordinary. Nothing he did was ever surprising.
"It's most likely Mu Hui's Pidgeot. Let's go faster!"
With that, Feng Qingcang flapped his wings hard. His speed more than doubled, turning into a streak of green light as he soared toward the green column.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian was momentarily stunned. Then, he hurriedly followed.
"Hey, Dean—wait for me!" he called out.
Although his Swift Wind Two-Headed Wolf spirit granted him speed comparable to agility-type spirit masters—even as a power-type one—he was still only a Soul Emperor, and was soon left far behind by Feng Qingcang, a Soul Douluo.
Freed from Feng Xiaotian's slower pace, Feng Qingcang quickly arrived at the source of the green light and saw Pidgeot perched atop the towering tree.
"Beep~"
Pidgeot remained cautious, sensing someone's arrival. But when she recognized the visitor, she relaxed and nodded in acknowledgment.
"It's Mu Hui's Pidgeot."
Seeing Pidgeot's reaction, Feng Qingcang instantly confirmed it. There was no doubt now—the current phenomenon had been caused by Mu Hui.
Understanding this, Feng Qingcang calmly found a spot nearby and sat down to guard Mu Hui's breakthrough alongside Pidgeot.
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A few moments later, Feng Xiaotian finally arrived. When he caught sight of Pidgeot, he froze.
This was the very Pidgeot who used to beat him up all the time.
"It really is Mu Hui's Pidgeot," he muttered. "That means Mu Hui's level can't just be Soul Emperor now… Could he already be a Soul Saint? And that massive energy pillar in the sky—was that caused by him too?"
Feng Xiaotian stared at the green light in awe.
Was this really the same Mu Hui he had once trained alongside at Hurricane Canyon? Just a few years after leaving school, how could he have changed so much?
"Xiaotian, what are you spacing out for? Get over here!" Feng Qingcang scolded.
"Yes, Dean!"
Feng Xiaotian quickly snapped out of it and flew over.
Once he reached Feng Qingcang's side, he glanced at Pidgeot again, then asked, "Dean, what's going on here? Was this really Mu Hui's doing?"
"It's very likely," Feng Qingcang replied. "Otherwise, Pidgeot wouldn't be guarding this area. And…"
At this point, Feng Qingcang turned toward a nearby corpse—Shelson, sliced clean in half. His face darkened.
Feng Xiaotian followed his gaze and asked, "Dean… who was that?"
"I've fought him before," Feng Qingcang replied. "He's a genius of the same generation within the Flame Family, now one of their elders. His spirit is the Golden Flame Lion, a mutation of the Flame Lion. He was their greatest hope for becoming a Titled Douluo. But now—he's been slain by Pidgeot."
"The Flame Family?" Feng Xiaotian asked in surprise. "They're a first-class clan, sure, but they shouldn't pose much of a threat to you now, Dean."
Indeed, the Flame Family was renowned in the soul master world. They had no more than ten Titled Douluos publicly acknowledged, but they consistently produced Soul Douluos each generation. That alone was impressive.
But the times had changed.
Mu Hui had already graduated. And even if he were still at Divine Wind Academy, the academy now had no reason to fear the Flame Family.
In the past, the academy would have bowed to the Flame Family, but now their strength had risen sharply. Nearly all their teachers had advanced by at least one level, and Feng Qingcang himself was now level 87—even stronger than the current Flame Family elders.
And with one of the Flame Family's Soul Douluos now dead, their overall combat strength had taken a serious hit.
Still, Feng Qingcang shook his head.
"It's not the Flame Family that worries me—it's their ancestor."
"The Flame Family once had a Titled Douluo. It's been many years, but no one knows whether he's alive or dead."
"If he's passed away, then everything's fine. But if he's still alive… Mu Hui will be in danger."
Although Feng Qingcang was confident in Mu Hui's strength—perhaps strong enough to go toe-to-toe with a Titled Douluo—there were still limits.
For Titled Douluos between level 91 and 94, differences came down to martial spirits, soul skills, soul bones, and the quality of those soul bones. The increase from level to level was not huge.
But once a Titled Douluo exceeded level 95, it became a whole different matter.
From that point on, each level up meant a doubling of soul power—a massive leap in combat ability.
Doubling soul power was like rising from level 50 to level 60—a ten-level jump for ordinary spirit masters.
And a higher soul power level also meant greater lifespan. If the Flame Family's old ancestor was still alive, he would very likely be above level 95.
Against such an opponent, even Feng Qingcang wasn't confident that Mu Hui could win.
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