The Master Arrives

"Third Brother, I understand the reasoning you're presenting, and I know what I'm doing."

Xiao Wu's tone softened slightly. "Alright, I won't talk with you much longer. I need to get these items back to the dormitory to store them quickly."

"These things are so heavy, let me help you carry some," Tang San said, reaching out.

Xiao Wu quickly sidestepped. "No, you don't need to! Some of these are... are personal undergarments. It's not convenient for you to see them. And there are items exclusively for women, which you shouldn't touch, so I'll just handle it myself."

Rejected again.

Tang San stood frozen, feeling as if an invisible barrier had suddenly formed between him and the girl he had grown up with.

He realized he didn't seem to understand girls at all. Why could they change so quickly?

Didn't he used to help her with these things?

If Xiao Wu could hear his thoughts, she would probably tell him helplessly: From before? Before I even got my period! Before we were both just children! You know it was the past!

"Okay, okay..."

Tang San said with some disappointment, "Then go quickly and come back soon. I'm waiting for you so we can eat together."

Xiao Wu paused, a hint of embarrassment on her face. "Well, um, Third Brother, you go eat by yourself. I, uh, already ate with Rongrong and the others just now."

Hearing this, Tang San felt a tightness in his chest, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. He waited for so long, only to get this sentence?

He silently roared in his heart: Why? Why is this happening?

Ever since Xiao Wu met Ye Feiyang, she had completely changed!

She had become a stranger to him!

She no longer clung to him like before, no longer obeyed his every word.

Gazing at the retreating figure that didn't look back, he could only turn around silently and walk to the cafeteria alone, his back appearing exceptionally lonely.

However, deep within his lowered gaze, a trace of darkness resided.

His dislike for the man named Ye Feiyang grew.

His instinct immediately pinpointed Ye Feiyang as the cause of Xiao Wu's change.

If not for the vast difference in their strength right now, he really wanted to rush over and confront him immediately!

Half a month passed quietly.

After Flender arranged for the Shrek students to train in the Soul Arena, Ye Feiyang suddenly slapped his head, remembering something important he had forgotten.

He was so focused on causing trouble for Shrek that he completely forgot about such an excellent opportunity to make money!

With Zhu Zhuqing's current combat ability, sending her to the Soul Arena was like sending him a human-shaped money printing machine, wasn't it?

Wouldn't this be a chance to make a fortune?

In these past half a month, Ning Rongrong had not been idle either.

On the contrary, in order to perform well in front of Ye Feiyang, she hadn't slacked off on her training at all.

Zhu Zhuqing had personally tested Ning Rongrong's Glazed Wall, and its defensive power was indeed quite astonishing.

Without the ability to penetrate armor, it would be extremely difficult to shatter that glazed shield with sheer force alone.

Ye Feiyang had tailored a devilish physical training plan for them.

It could be said that it covered the period from dawn to dusk.

The two girls were exhausted every day.

This included: jump rope, squats, push-ups, planks, jogging, weightlifting, yoga...

Upon learning that practicing yoga regularly not only strengthened the body but also sculpted the figure, both girls' eyes lit up.

The exercises he arranged were all aerobic, not just simple running or weight-bearing runs.

Given the precedent of his previous teachings, they now trusted Ye Feiyang's theories without reservation.

They also didn't want to disappoint Ye Feiyang, so they diligently completed their training every day.

There were indeed many exercises, and they were initially pushed to their limits.

The two girls persevered. Zhu Zhuqing was understandable.

Ning Rongrong also completed everything, which made Ye Feiyang look at her with new respect.

Although Ye Feiyang's third Soul Skill possessed healing abilities that could instantly alleviate their fatigue and muscle soreness, he did not use them.

Because he knew well that the true growth of muscles precisely stemmed from the exhilarating tearing and rebuilding process after exercise.

Under his "torment," their physiques became visibly stronger day by day, and their figures became even more perfect.

Of course, their mental power cultivation had never been neglected either.

Hard work paid off. After fifteen days of arduous training, both girls broke through, reaching level twenty-nine.

After all, their starting points were similar when they met Ye Feiyang, so breaking through simultaneously was not strange.

Recently, Ye Feiyang himself had also devoted most of his time to cultivating his techniques, not deliberately pursuing an increase in his Soul Power Level.

He selectively picked some suitable methods from the techniques his two disciples practiced, such as the Exquisite Heart Aperture for strengthening spiritual perception and calculation, the Netherworld Eyes for pupil techniques, and the Soulmate Link for transmitting sound, etc...

He didn't want to be surpassed by his own disciples one day.

Xiao Wu would also sneak over for meals from time to time, but the training at Shrek seemed to have intensified recently, making it less convenient for her to slip away.

She envied the training methods of the two girls, and she was quite adept at yoga.

She even guided the two girls in turn, helping them adjust some of their poses.

Ye Feiyang knew she practiced jujutsu, so he didn't find it particularly strange.

Half a month of interaction had made the three girls exceptionally close. When they got together, they were always chattering and playing, showing signs of becoming close friends.

All of Xiao Wu's changes were being closely watched by a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows.

He felt that Xiao Wu was gradually deviating from his expectations, and he had also seen his son's recent decadence and low spirits.

He felt it was time to give them a warning.

He couldn't target Xiao Wu directly, because if his son found out, he would definitely be the first to object.

Therefore, the root of the problem naturally fell on the source of all these changes.

One day, in the courtyard of Supreme Academy, it was time for the weekly meeting.

Whenever this time came around, Ye Feiyang always put on the air of a detached, high-level expert.

He paced with his hands behind his back, lecturing his two disciples:

"The Soul Arena, I'm sure you're aware of it. I've seen your progress over the past half-month. But true progress is never just talk; it needs to be tested and consolidated through actual combat."

"So, starting tonight, you will also participate in battles in the Soul Arena. What are your thoughts on this?"

Zhu Zhuqing was confident and spoke first, "Master, I agree!"

Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and asked, "Master, do I have to participate in the individual matches too?"

She pointed to herself, "I'm a support-type Soul Master, you know."

"Of course, you have to participate. What, don't you have confidence in yourself?"

"That's not it!"

Ning Rongrong quickly shook her head, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"I'm afraid I might accidentally reflect too much damage and kill the opponent. After all, we don't know how hard they'll hit. What if someone dies? Won't I have to pay a lot of money?"

The words "pay a lot of money" struck Ye Feiyang's most sensitive nerve like a thunderbolt.

He wavered. Whether or not to let Ning Rongrong participate didn't seem absolutely necessary anymore.

What if? What if it really came to paying money? That would be a huge loss!

No, he couldn't let that happen.

"You won't, Rongrong."

Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, offered her opinion at the right time. She explained, "I've tested your damage reflection effect. With your current control over the Glazed Wall, you can only reflect at most fifty percent of the opponent's attack power. As long as the opponent isn't too fragile, or foolishly attacks your shield with all their might, no one will die."

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Ye Feiyang nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.

If the risk was only to this extent, then it seemed acceptable again!

One more person participating meant one more chance to bet and make money!

He even began to consider whether he should create some offensive skills for Ning Rongrong, so she could take the initiative to attack.

But seeing how busy she was from morning till night, exhausted like a dog every day, he felt a bit reluctant.

"Alright, since that's the case, then this matter is decided!" he declared decisively.

"In addition to individual matches, you two should form a duo for the two-on-two competition. That way, I can place three bets."

He didn't hide his true intentions at all.

He had great confidence in the two girls' strength.

Moreover, he had plans for the future, intending to form a team to win the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament in three years, as the reward was three Soul Bones.

Soul Bones were very valuable, and he would seize the opportunity if he could.

With Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong here, and if Xiao Wu were added, he could win even with a few dogs.

And Ning Rongrong was an excellent candidate for captain.

She now possessed strong self-preservation abilities, her cultivation technique allowed her to remain calm at all times, and with the Soulmate Link establishing a mental connection, she could perfectly command from the rear and coordinate the overall situation.

Participating in more battles was crucial for honing reaction speed and team chemistry.

The Soulmate Link was such a useful skill, and it was simple to modify. Ye Feiyang had already decided that anyone who entered his tutelage would receive one.

Ning Rongrong wasn't worried about Ye Feiyang's decision at all. She was well aware of her recent transformation and naturally had the confidence.

She was no longer an ordinary support-type Soul Master who needed others to protect her.

Thinking about how his Master had strongly urged him to participate, even harboring the idea of placing more bets to earn money, she suddenly had a bold idea in her mind: I really want to ask Master directly if he wants to consider living off my earnings?

She really, really wanted to shove her soft, sweet self directly into his mouth!

Zhu Zhuqing was more direct, cutting straight to the chase: "Master, betting is gambling, and it's not good."

She knew her Master was betting to make money, of course.

But now, Ning Rongrong was shouldering almost all of the academy's expenses.

Ning Rongrong often asked her for small favors, then casually stuffed a large handful of gold coins into her hand as thanks.

When it came to buying ingredients, Ning Rongrong allocated one thousand gold coins per month for Master.

Logically, Master shouldn't be short on money.

She worried inwardly: I absolutely cannot let Master develop a gambling addiction. Nine out of ten bets lose; I'm truly wearing myself out worrying about this family.

"Hmm?"

Ye Feiyang retorted righteously, "Money that falls into my lap, why shouldn't I take it?"

His words left Zhu Zhuqing speechless, and she could only sigh silently.

She pondered inwardly: Should I give Master all the two thousand gold coins I've saved up as my private stash?

Unconsciously, her little treasury had grown from a mere few dozen gold coins to over two thousand in the past half-month, thanks to Ning Rongrong's various rewards and reimbursements.

Now, almost everything she ate, wore, and used was paid for by Ning Rongrong.

She had to admit, having a considerate and wealthy junior sister was truly wonderful!

Most importantly, she couldn't refuse.

Ning Rongrong would always put on a show of throwing it away if she didn't accept it, and who could bear to see that?

So, Zhu Zhuqing had no choice but to accept it with a clear conscience.

Beside them, Ning Rongrong was seriously contemplating another issue: Should I continue showering him with money? What if Master truly becomes a millionaire in the future and loses interest in my gold coin offensive?

A thought popped into her head: Why don't I deliberately lose tonight's match? Let Master lose all the money he bets? Let him become poor and destitute again, wouldn't that make him even more reliant on me?

As she thought, a sly smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

Ye Feiyang and his three disciples were holding their weekly meeting in the small courtyard.

While discussing how to strike it rich at the Soul Arena...

At Shrek Academy, someone Tang San had been eagerly awaiting finally arrived.

It was the Master, Yu Xiaogang.

His arrival was a powerful shot in the arm for Tang San, who had been feeling dejected for days, dispelling more than half the gloom from his face.

Yu Xiaogang had always been extremely strict with Tang San.

He had heard from Flender about Tang San's decadent behavior over the past half-month and was very displeased.

He naturally knew about Tang San's feelings for Xiao Wu, but he wasn't sure how far things had progressed.

What surprised him even more was that Xiao Wu, who had always been clingy to Tang San, had also started to show signs of distance.

How could the two of them, who were inseparable before, have become like this?

Upon learning that the root of all this seemed to stem from the newly opened Supreme Academy opposite them, and that conflicts had already occurred between the two sides, Yu Xiaogang's expression turned particularly grim.

Thus, he sought out Tang San for a private talk.

"Xiao San, do you know your mistake? What did I teach you?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice carried sternness. "It's one thing that your Soul Power hasn't advanced at all in the past half-month, but do you plan to continue in this state of depression? Just because Xiao Wu isn't revolving around you like she used to, you're neglecting your cultivation?"

"Cultivation is your own business. If you continue like this, you'll be ruined."

Tang San was rendered speechless and lowered his head, not daring to argue.

Seeing his demeanor, Yu Xiaogang knew his guess was more or less correct.

He had to admit, the dazzling world could blind people.

It wasn't just boys who could be blinded; girls could easily be lured away by flashy guys from outside.

His impression of Xiao Wu worsened slightly.

He had never liked Xiao Wu's lively personality much, and in his opinion, Xiao Wu's presence had always affected Tang San's cultivation.

Now that she could consciously maintain her distance, it might actually be a good thing.

If Tang San could let go, he could focus more on his cultivation.

"Master, I was wrong!" Tang San admitted his mistake in a low voice.

Seeing Tang San's sincere attitude, Yu Xiaogang's expression softened considerably.

"It's good that you know your mistake and are willing to correct it. Prepare yourself. I'll also go to the Soul Arena tonight to watch your performance."

It seemed that due to Ye Feiyang's interference, the original plot trajectory had undergone some subtle shifts.

Tang San's cultivation progress was noticeably slower than expected.

After dinner

When Xiao Wu learned that Ye Feiyang and his two companions were also going to the Soul Arena, she unhesitatingly joined their group, and they headed to Suotuo City together.

Ye Feiyang had already noted the Soul Arena's location during his last stroll, and since Xiao Wu had also been there several times, the four quickly reached their destination.

"This place is so grand!"

"Mhm, I felt the same way the first time I came here," Xiao Wu agreed with a nod.

Zhu Zhuqing calmly nodded, "I heard it can hold over ten thousand spectators, so it must be big and lively."

"Hmph~"

Ning Rongrong proudly lifted her chin, "Compared to our Sect, it's just so-so!"

Having grown accustomed to the prosperity of big cities, she couldn't muster much awe for the Soul Arena in this small city.