Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Crushing Dai Huabin! Shrek’s Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan (Side Story)
On the wind-howled icy plain,
Dai Yueheng stepped sideways, shielding Dai Huabin behind him.
The gale stirred up by Huo Yuhao’s explosive charge whipped the flying snow into blade-like shards that stung against the face.
Dai Yueheng’s pupils contracted sharply. Not daring to be careless in the slightest, six Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet.
"Third Spirit Ability—White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
He let out a low shout. The muscles in his arms bulged, black-and-white tiger fur rapidly spreading.
Power surged through his meridians. Once activated, this transformation doubled his strength and defense!
In that flash of lightning, Huo Yuhao had already closed in like a ghost.
Behind the youth appeared a two-meter-tall phantom of the Titan Snow Demon King, roaring toward the heavens.
And that Spirit Ring—crimson as dripping blood, branded with eight golden patterns—caused everyone present to change expression drastically.
"A hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring?!"
"How is that possible?!"
As the exclamations fell,
a cold glint burst forth in Huo Yuhao’s eyes.
Facing the tiger-claw punch that Dai Yueheng hurled at him, he neither dodged nor retreated, striking head-on.
"First Spirit Ability— Titan Snow Demon Fist!"
The muscles in his right arm swelled as thick as a waist, ice-crystal armor covering the entire limb.
Their fists collided with a thunderous crash. A shockwave exploded outward, instantly clearing all snow within a ten-meter radius and exposing the iron-hard frozen ground beneath.
Crack!
The sound of shattering bone rang out.
Dai Yueheng’s right arm twisted at a grotesque angle. Pale bone pierced through flesh as blood sprayed across the snow.
"AAAH!"
He was blasted backward, clutching his ruined arm and screaming in agony.
Huo Yuhao withdrew his stance.
The white vapor of his breath dissipated into the frigid wind.
In his previous life,
Dai Yueheng had initially tried to win him over because of his talent. But after learning of his background,
he had tacitly agreed to Dai Huabin’s assassination attempts.
Though he never dared act personally out of caution,
that debt had been clearly recorded in Huo Yuhao’s heart.
Expressionless, Huo Yuhao stepped past the howling Dai Yueheng and looked down coldly at Dai Huabin, who sat collapsed on the ground, scrambling backward in terror.
"I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong!"
"Huo Yuhao, please spare me just this once!"
All former arrogance had vanished. Dai Huabin wept and babbled incoherently, begging for mercy.
Bei Bei, Wang Dong, and the other six reserve members were still immersed in shock, staring blankly at the scene.
Chen Zifeng of this generation’s Shrek Seven Monsters was about to step forward, but Ma Xiaotao shot him a sharp look that halted him in place.
"Huo Yuhao, I’ll report to Father when we return! I’ll have your mother reinstated into the clan registry, her spirit tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall!"
Huo Yuhao walked calmly up to Dai Huabin and placed his right hand atop the latter’s head.
The moment their skin touched,
Dai Huabin shuddered violently.
"Huo Yuhao, how dare you kill me—"
Before his ferocious scream could finish, Huo Yuhao’s five fingers slowly tightened.
Ultimate strength erupted.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of a watermelon bursting, Dai Huabin’s skull was forced into pieces. Red and white matter splattered across the snow in a horrifying display.
"BLEGH!"
Bei Bei, Wang Dong, and the others had killed Spirit Beasts before—
but never witnessed such bloody brutality.
Xiao Xiao and Jiang Nannan immediately covered their mouths, retching.
Bei Bei, Wang Dong, Xu Sanshi, and He Caitou all turned pale.
When they looked at Huo Yuhao again, their eyes were filled with undisguised fear.
"Huo Yuhao, you were blood brothers! Even if Huabin committed countless wrongs, how could you strike with such deadly force?!"
Dai Yueheng staggered to his feet, clutching his broken arm, teeth clenched.
Ice crystals formed over Huo Yuhao’s palm.
He clenched his fist, shattering them—
and with them, the blood staining his hand fell away.
"So this..."
"...is what it means for the heart to be clear."
"In my previous life, Dai Huabin harmed me time and again, yet I never brought myself to kill him."
"Now, ending it with a single strike..."
"...I instead feel an unprecedented clarity and ease within my mind."
He no longer spared the remaining thirteen a glance. Turning around, he stepped into the raging snowstorm.
His figure gradually faded into the curtain of white.
"If you dare make another sound, I’ll kill you as well."
"Before I change my mind—get out of the Extreme North."
...
Watching the youth disappear into the endless wind and snow,
the group stood in silence for a long while. No one spoke.
Dai Yueheng’s face was dark as water.
He bent down and silently stored Dai Huabin’s headless corpse into his storage soul tool.
Ma Xiaotao let out a long breath.
"Let’s go."
Someone among them seemed about to speak but hesitated.
Ma Xiaotao’s voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority:
"That boy’s Martial Soul attribute—even my Evil Fire Phoenix felt suppressed by it."
"The Extreme North is his domain. Even if I went all out, the outcome would still be uncertain."
"Moreover, this is their family matter. On what grounds should we interfere?"
She paused slightly.
"At twelve or thirteen years old, to possess such combat power— even in Shrek, that is a rarity of a thousand years."
"It’s just..."
"For some reason, I feel he harbors a certain resistance toward Shrek."
Hearing this, the others nodded silently.
Then they turned and departed across the snow.
Bei Bei and the other six fell to the rear of the group.
After only a few steps—
Wang Dong suddenly stopped and looked back toward the direction where the youth had vanished, standing there in a daze.
"Wang Dong, what’s wrong?"
Xiao Xiao asked with concern.
"It’s nothing. Let’s go."
Wang Dong gazed deeply once more toward the depths of the Extreme North before turning away.
What she did not say was—
every time she saw the boy named Huo Yuhao, a strange stirring would rise from the depths of her heart.
...
Huo Yuhao walked alone through the wind and snow, flakes settling upon his shoulders.
Who knew how long he walked.
Suddenly, his steps halted.
"Come out."
His voice carried through the storm, yet only the northern gale howled in response. No figure appeared.
Huo Yuhao slowly turned, spiritual light flowing through his eyes as he looked directly toward a certain point in midair.
"Such keen spiritual perception. You even possess another Spirit Eyes Martial Soul."
A cool, clear voice suddenly rang out, crisp as jade striking ice.
Where Huo Yuhao’s gaze fell,
a slender figure gradually materialized.
Her black hair flowed like a waterfall, her dark robe fluttering in the snowstorm, accentuating her graceful and elegant form.
Her face was exquisitely sculpted, as if carved from ice and snow. Between her brows lay both a hint of mature charm and a moonlight-like cool detachment.
She stood quietly in midair, like a goddess stepping out from lunar radiance, perfectly blending into the vast snowy wilderness.
"This generation’s Shrek Seven Monsters are strong," she said calmly.
"But to bring along a few burdens and venture into the depths of the Extreme North—they still fall short."
"Shrek Academy would never allow two generations of its most outstanding students to temper themselves in such a dangerous place without supervision."
Huo Yuhao gazed at the cool, black-robed woman. A faint trace of nostalgia flickered across his face as he spoke softly:
"Zhang Lexuan, Eldest Senior Sister of Shrek Academy’s inner court... Am I correct?"
Memories of the past surged into his mind.
This senior sister of Shrek Academy had, in his most insignificant days, extended help to him more than once.
He had always remembered the kindness she showed him in his time of need.
"You... know me?"
In Zhang Lexuan’s cool tone, a hint of surprise finally emerged.
Though she had some reputation in the Spirit Master world, she had always disliked public attention.
And the boy before her did not seem like one chasing fame.
For him to identify her at a glance—
was anything but ordinary.
...
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