Chapter 352 Departure from the Capital.
With the conclusion of the Sea God Pavilion Council meeting, Wu Xuan walked alone to the office area reserved for the Sea God Pavilion Master. Looking at the enormous office, Wu Xuan was momentarily stunned.
Now that he was the Sea God Pavilion Master, his status meant he was among the most elite on the continent. Every move he made could influence the future of the continent.
Wu Xuan slowly entered the office and sat at the desk where Elder Mu had once sat, skillfully opening the top volume of documents. Elder Mu had once guided him in handling these administrative matters, so he was now adept at it.
It must be said that Shrek Academy's wealth was truly abundant; the amount of assets that could be measured in gold soul coins alone was enough to drive anyone mad. Besides money, there was also Shrek's vast network of connections within the original Douluo Three Kingdoms. These were formidable political resources.
With a pen in hand, Wu Xuan's scanner-like eyes quickly approved over a dozen documents.
A city of Shrek City's size naturally wouldn't only have a dozen documents to process each day. This brings us to Shrek Academy's unique system.
Under their special circulation system, documents reaching the Sea God Pavilion Master are always of considerable importance; minor matters are handled by their subordinates. The unique soul power numbering system also eliminates any fear of deception or cover-ups.
"Knock knock!" Just as Wu Xuan leaned back in his chair, eyes closed in rest, there was a sudden knock on his office door.
"Come in!" Wu Xuan said calmly.
"Hehe, you're really putting on a good show." A pleasant female voice entered Wu Xuan's ears as the door opened.
"You better be serious. I'm the Sea God Pavilion Master now. If you disrespect me again, I'll charge you with serious disrespect and lock you in solitary confinement!" Wu Xuan joked as he looked at the newcomer.
"You're heartless!" Ye Guyi gritted her teeth.
"Stop joking, what brings you here?" Wu Xuan chuckled and asked.
"You know me best. The All-Continent Soul Tournament is being held in Mingdu in a few days. Can I go?" Ye Guyi walked slowly towards Wu Xuan's desk.
"Hmm, you can go, but I'll give you the position of deputy team leader!" Wu Xuan thought for a moment and said.
"Hehe, thanks a lot." Ye Guyi's eyes lit up. In the original Douluo Three Kingdoms, most of the evil soul masters were instantly killed as soon as they appeared, and very few could develop. Even those who did develop could only reach the Soul Saint level at most, and anything stronger was truly unheard of. This time, she was going to sweep through Mingdu.
She would let those so-called evil soul masters see the power of a six-winged angel with the ultimate flame of light.
"Don't thank me too soon. This trip to Mingdu is no joke. Remember to cooperate with me completely." Wu Xuan said calmly, as if he understood Ye Guyi's thoughts.
"Okay, no problem." Ye Guyi replied casually.
"..."
Several days later!
With the upcoming Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament, the Shrek Academy team had officially assembled. As for the Tang Sect team, they had already set off yesterday. Their seventh member seemed to have been found by Wang Dong'er, but Wu Xuan didn't inquire about the details.
This time, Zhang Lexuan served as the team leader, with Ye Guyi and Ma Xiaotao as deputy leaders.
The team captain was Wu Xuan, but he was only nominally in charge and unlikely to actually participate. He had other important matters to attend to.
As the group shouldered their flying soul tools and took off, the second ring of Wu Xuan's jet-black ten-thousand-year soul ring lit up. Amidst gasps of surprise, thirteen figures transformed into streaks of light and sped away into the distance.
The new Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament was touted as a return to its former glory. Long ago, this ten-thousand-year-old tournament allowed sects to participate. Only in the last thousand years was its scale reduced, allowing only academies to participate.
This time, at the suggestion of the organizer, the Sun Moon Empire, and with the agreement of other nations, it was decided to restore the previous participation qualifications, adding sects to the list. The competition format was also changed. This significantly increased the scale of the entire tournament.
It's important to note that on the continent, the number of sects still exceeds that of academies.
For academies, achieving good results in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament is a great opportunity to make their academy famous, greatly benefiting enrollment and the academy's development. And isn't the same true for sects?
The development of any sect cannot be separated from talent. And the more highly skilled the talent, the more likely they are to join a powerful sect. After the new tournament's format was confirmed to be changed, almost 60% of the sects on the continent chose to register.
About 100 kilometers from Mingdu, the Shrek Academy group slowly landed. Further ahead, they would enter Mingdu's territory. As the capital of the country and the nation most skilled in soul tools, flying any further would likely make them targets for Mingdu's city defenses.
"Hey! That's Senior Brother Bei and the others ahead." Qian Gu Ming exclaimed in surprise as the group landed. He had caught up with the Tang Sect group, who had set off a day earlier, in just half a day.
"Since we've encountered them, let's go take a look," Wu Xuan said calmly.
"Mmm!" With everyone nodding, Shrek Academy and his group moved forward. Bei Bei, Huo Yuhao, and the others had almost finished their lunch and were now drinking a pot of meat soup. Beside them was a fourteen-man horse team; the warhorses were clearly no ordinary horses.
"Wu Xuan! Senior Sister! You caught up so quickly?" Huo Yuhao put down his bowl, quite surprised.
"Well, it's alright. We're so close to Mingdu, why did you think of starting a fire and cooking here?" Wu Xuan asked, puzzled.
Normally, using a flying soul tool requires two steps: takeoff and releasing thrust. But Wu Xuan, with his second soul skill, Light Wind, only needed to lift his flying soul tool; the forward thrust was handled by the wind element around him. Therefore, traveling with Wu Xuan, they didn't experience the exhaustion of depleted soul power.
"We can't keep up with this rapid pace anymore, so we need to eat something to recover our soul power. Oh, right, there's still some meat soup left, do you want some?" Huo Yuhao asked.
"We don't need it. We'll find a place to eat when we get to Mingdu," Wu Xuan said casually, his gaze involuntarily falling on a tall, burly young man.
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce him. This new brother who joined the Tang Sect is named Tang Tian. Dong'er introduced him to us," Bei Bei said with a smile.
"Haotian Fortress!" Wu Xuan nodded slightly, indicating he understood. He was surprised that the Tang Sect could find a nineteen-year-old level sixty-eight Soul Emperor to participate in the competition; it turned out to be Haotian Fortress. That made sense.
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