My Teacher Is The Best Teacher In The World

Ning Rongrong let out a startled cry, her eyes suddenly lighting up. "That's right, Dad! Did you bring any money with you this time? Quickly give me a few million to tide me over!"

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

He was momentarily speechless, standing there as if caught in a whirlwind. This thoughtful little padded jacket... felt a bit leaky.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing also heard the commotion and rushed over. Seeing two unfamiliar men in the courtyard, she immediately entered a state of alert.

"Rongrong, who are they?" In her heart, any strange man other than her teachers was enough to trigger her vigilance.

"Senior Sister Zhuqing, don't be nervous!"

Ning Rongrong quickly stepped forward to explain, "These are my dad and Grandpa Bone!"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing immediately relaxed and gently reminded, "Since they're your family, there's no reason to keep them standing outside the door."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! Dad, Grandpa Bone, please come in and sit. I'll get you some water." Ning Rongrong finally reacted and hurriedly invited them in.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo exchanged a look, sighed helplessly, and stepped into the courtyard.

They felt that Ning Rongrong hadn't changed at all, yet they vaguely sensed that the cultivated aura she now possessed was far beyond what it used to be.

After all, they had been together for many years, and even the slightest change could be detected.

For some reason, a wave of relief quietly surged in Ning Fengzhi's heart.

"Fengzhi, Rongrong seems to have gotten a lot stronger!" Gu Rong said in a low voice.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly, "I can feel it too."

After they were seated, Ning Fengzhi got straight to the point and began his "interrogation": "Rongrong, do you know why we came here? Is there something you're hiding from Dad? And why do you need so many gold coins?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around. She had just spoken impulsively, saying whatever came to mind.

Need money? What else could it be for, other than to "support" her teacher? Could there be any other use?

However, she had already guessed that her father and Gu Rong finding her here must be for a reason.

But this was precisely something she couldn't reveal!

She secretly fretted, It's over, it's over. How can I get them to leave?

She secretly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, using Soul Power to transmit her plea: "Senior Sister Zhuqing, what should I do now? Please help me!"

Zhu Zhuqing also felt a bit helpless and could only tentatively transmit back, "Rongrong, does your stomach hurt?"

My teacher is the best teacher in the world. Though this answer seemed nonsensical, Ning Rongrong instantly understood its meaning.

"Ouch!"

She immediately clutched her stomach, putting on a pained expression. "Dad, Grandpa Bone, I, my stomach suddenly hurts so much, I can't keep you company! You've seen me, leave the money and go back!"

Her acting was so over-the-top that all three present fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand to her forehead, no longer wanting to be involved in this charade.

Gu Rong instinctively wanted to step forward to inquire about her condition but was stopped by a look from Ning Fengzhi.

Only those who truly loved her would be willing to play along with her at a time like this.

"Rongrong..."

Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened slightly. "Stop acting and answer my questions seriously."

Seeing that her little trick had been seen through, Ning Rongrong decided to throw caution to the wind. "Dad, I need money to pay tuition!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at her. This girl is still pretending to be foolish?

"Let's not talk about the money for now. You know what I really want to ask!"

"Oh, don't force me. I won't say anything without my teacher's permission!"

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and no longer pressed her.

"Fine, then invite your teacher out. I'll talk to him. That's acceptable, right?"

"Teacher is out on business and isn't at the academy right now!"

Ning Rongrong added, puffing out her chest, "My teacher is the best teacher in the world. Don't you dare have any other ideas about him!"

Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding rising within him. Could my daughter have run into someone unreliable? This won't do. The more he prevents me from seeing him, the more I must.

"Is he really not here?"

"Absolutely not! You can ask Senior Sister Zhuqing if you don't believe me!" Ning Rongrong quickly explained.

"Alright, if you have nothing else, please go back. I still need to cultivate."

Gu Rong interjected from the side, "Rongrong, what's your Soul Power level now? You can tell us that, right?"

"Grandpa Bone, you're the best! I'm level 29 now!"

Hearing this, Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi both wore expressions of disbelief. How long has it been since they came out? She's already advanced three levels?

They had never seen their daughter cultivate so diligently before!

Could it be that she hadn't met someone unreliable this time, but had truly found a good teacher?

Considering the information they had received earlier, the expressions on their faces became incredibly complex.

It seems I must meet this teacher.

Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

"Fengzhi, let's wait for her teacher to return here," Ning Fengzhi said.

Ning Rongrong immediately grew anxious upon hearing this and quickly spoke to stop them.

"Ah? No! I don't agree!"

But Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong had already made up their minds, and Ning Rongrong's agreement didn't seem to matter much.

"Rongrong, you should go cultivate on your own. Don't mind us."

"Are you guys being unreasonable? How can you do this..." Ning Rongrong looked wronged.

She had no idea what Ye Feiyang would think when he saw this scene upon his return.

What if her teacher got angry and disliked her?

But she was helpless against her father; they were determined to stay, and she couldn't do anything about it.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard became somewhat awkward.

Just as Ning Rongrong was frantically worrying, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Wu came bouncing in. "Rongrong, Zhuqing, I'm here to freeload again... Huh?"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo in the courtyard.

Especially Bone Douluo, whose steady, condensed aura combined with his sharp gaze made Xiao Wu instantly feel like she had fallen into an ice cave, her heart pounding wildly!

Her face instantly turned pale, completely devoid of color.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, seeing her unusual complexion, quickly stepped forward to ask what was wrong.

Gu Rong's expression tightened, and he lowered his voice to Ning Fengzhi, "Fengzhi, there's something unusual about this girl."

Xiao Wu forced a smile and asked, "Rongrong, who are they?"

"Oh, they're my dad and Grandpa Bone. They're not bad people. Xiao Wu, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong quickly introduced them.

Xiao Wu felt a mix of amusement and despair—to Ning Rongrong, they were indeed not bad people.

A wave of desolation washed over her as she secretly thought, It's over, my identity is going to be exposed again!

No, what's going on with this lousy village? Titled Douluo showing up every few days, what are they trying to do?

The moment she met Gu Rong's gaze, she knew he had seen through her.

"Rongrong, I'm fine."

"You... hello. I, I suddenly remembered I have an urgent matter. I have to go!" Xiao Wu said, then turned and ran out.

"Hey? Xiao Wu, weren't you here to eat?"

"Yes, yes, sorry! Rongrong, I suddenly have a stomachache, I have to go back!"

Xiao Wu fled in a panic, the tears she had been holding back finally bursting forth.

She ran all the way back to her dormitory at Shrek Academy, slammed the door shut, and wrapped herself tightly in the covers, as if this could shield her from the terrifying, prying eyes of the outside world.

She cried out in her heart, Brother Feiyang, you promised to protect me! I already agreed to be your disciple, please, hurry and save this bunny!

At some point, Ye Feiyang had become her only lifeline, his image filling her mind.

Meanwhile, Ye Feiyang, far away in Holy Soul Village, was completely unaware of the events unfolding at Supreme Academy.

He felt that this operation had been too smooth.

He had initially estimated it would take at least three to four days to get results, but he had succeeded within a single day.

So, he boldly moved into Tang San's family's blacksmith shop, wanting to wait and see if Tang Hao would return.

He didn't know if Tang Hao had left any contingency plans with Ah Yin.

Would taking Ah Yin trigger something that would alert Tang Hao that his home had been "robbed"?

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But he waited for a whole day and didn't see a single person.

Ye Feiyang muttered with some disappointment, "Did I beat him too hard last time, and he's hiding in some corner to heal?"

"Sigh, I wonder if those two little girls at home can take care of themselves, if they're starving... Forget it, I won't wait anymore."

Ye Feiyang made up his mind and no longer hesitated.

He picked up the flowerpot beside him, and Ah Yin immediately began to sway violently, its leaves rustling.

He completely failed to understand what Ah Yin was trying to convey, so he simply chose to ignore it.

He sped off again, the whistling wind pulling Ah Yin's branches backward, turning them into a straight "tail."

When he was bored on the road, he chattered at the flowerpot:

"Don't worry, I'm not a good person."

"But where I'm going, your son happens to be there too."

"Right, a reminder, your ex-husband is not a good guy. I didn't provoke him, but he insisted on causing trouble for me."

"So if you want to blame someone, blame him. This is at most self-defense."

"Also, I'll tell you a secret. Actually... your son isn't your real 'son'."

"Don't you know? Hasn't he always been mature beyond his years since he was little? And he can figure out all sorts of strange things without being taught?"

"Haven't you ever suspected anything?"

Ye Feiyang seemed to be talking to himself, but in reality, he was constantly observing the flowerpot out of the corner of his eye.

Perhaps Ah Yin didn't have the ability to condense a soul body yet, otherwise, she probably would have jumped out and demanded an explanation long ago.

At this moment, Ah Yin had already proactively wrapped her vines tightly around his arm.

He could clearly feel that Ah Yin was using her strength this time, wrapping them particularly tight.

"What? You don't believe me?"

"Your strength is barely enough to tickle me."

"To tell you the truth, your real son is long gone. The one occupying that body now is just an old fox who's possessed it."

"Hey, hey~~ Why are you wilting again?"

"Are you thirsty? Perfect, I need to pee, I'll give you some 'fertilizer'..."

He made a gesture as if to stop walking. The Ah Yin, who had been listless moments ago, instantly became vibrant and full of life again, as green and dewy as ever.

Ye Feiyang sneered inwardly: Little brat, I can't handle you?

He would occasionally reflect if bullying a blade of grass was a bit too much.

But the moment he thought of the mature soul hidden within the grass, that insignificant trace of guilt immediately vanished.

Four days after leaving.

Ye Feiyang, covered in dust, hurried back to Supreme Academy.

As he approached the courtyard gate, he keenly sensed two powerful auras within the compound.

The other party hadn't deliberately concealed their presence, clearly not intending to hide themselves.

At the same time, he also sensed the auras of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, and heard their usual conversations, which slightly put his mind at ease.

He directly pushed open the courtyard gate and walked in.

He saw two uninvited guests by the stone table where he usually sat.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze first sweeping over Ning Fengzhi—hmm, elegant and refined, clearly not an ordinary person.

Then his gaze fell upon the tall figure shrouded in black armor, and he had already guessed the identity of the visitor.

Before he could speak, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had already hurried to greet him.

Both of them were covered in sweat, their faces flushed, clearly having just finished training.

"Teacher! You're finally back!"

Ning Rongrong's voice was cheerful, and she instinctively wanted to rush towards her teacher, but glancing at the two pairs of watchful eyes, she abruptly stopped.

"Didn't you say you'd be back in three days? Why did it turn into four?"

Ye Feiyang naturally wouldn't tell her that he'd lingered in Holy Soul Village for an extra day. He vaguely explained, "Uh, well, I just happened to take care of some small matters on the way."

"Teacher, we have guests at home."

Zhu Zhuqing looked him over with concern, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a bit first?"

"No matter."

Ye Feiyang handed her the flowerpot in his hand, "Find a place to transplant Ah... hmm, this pot of Lan Yin Grass, and remember to water it on time."

As if suddenly remembering something, he asked again:

"By the way, have Xiao Wu visited while I was away?"

Zhu Zhuqing took the flowerpot with both hands. Although she was curious why her teacher had specifically brought back a pot of Lan Yin Grass, she obediently didn't ask further questions.

Mentioning Xiao Wu, she nodded, "She came once, but she seemed to be in a hurry. I don't know if she was sick, she didn't stay long before running back."

"Hmm, I understand. You can go about your business now."

Ye Feiyang nodded, he already had a plan.

He then turned to Ning Rongrong and instructed, "Rongrong, go buy some groceries. We have guests, remember to buy plenty."

Ning Rongrong wanted to ask more questions about her teacher's itinerary, but seeing Ye Feiyang's serious expression, she immediately understood that her teacher intended to send her away.

She knew that Ye Feiyang was by no means as unreliable as he appeared on the surface. On the contrary, he always thought things through and acted meticulously.

"Okay, Teacher, I'll be back soon." She replied obediently and turned to walk out the door.

Seeing Ye Feiyang so naturally giving instructions to his daughter, a hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, but he didn't say anything more.

Being able to make his usually spoiled and willful little princess so compliant was enough to make him extremely interested in this young man before him.

Gu Rong, standing beside him, frowned slightly, as if wanting to say something.

But Ning Fengzhi spoke first, "Uncle Gu, let us talk with Teacher Ye first."

Ye Feiyang finished giving instructions, a casual smile on his face, and walked to the stone table, naturally sitting down opposite the two "big shots."

After all, he was Ning Rongrong's father, so he wasn't surprised that they found their way here.

"Sect Master Ning, Bone Douluo, I've heard so much about you. It's a long journey for you both, and I apologize for not welcoming you sooner. When did you arrive?"

Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Dean Ye is too kind. It's we who have intruded unannounced. I'm just curious, how does Dean Ye recognize us?"

Ye Feiyang smiled, "Sect Master Ning and Bone Douluo's names are thunderous in the Soul Master world. It's not strange that I recognize you."

"Besides, judging by Rongrong's reaction just now, I could have guessed your identities even without knowing."

Ning Fengzhi nodded upon hearing this and then asked, "Then perhaps Dean Ye can also guess why we've come this time?"

"Sect Master Ning, your visit isn't solely to see your daughter, is it?"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled lightly, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny. "Dean Ye looks no older than seventeen or eighteen, yet possesses such a composed demeanor. It truly makes me look at you with new eyes."

He continued, "Actually, we heard some rumors and came specifically to verify them. However, my little girl's lips are sealed tight; no matter how I ask, she won't reveal a single word."

His tone carried a hint of helplessness and teasing, "It seems my words as a father are far less effective than her teacher's."

Ye Feiyang clearly understood the faint hint of sourness in his words.

He laughed heartily, "Rongrong is very sensible. She's just young, like a piece of uncarved jade that needs careful sculpting. Regarding what Sect Master Ning wishes to confirm, I can tell you clearly—it's true."

They were all intelligent people; some things didn't need to be explicitly stated for mutual understanding.

Upon receiving direct confirmation, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong couldn't hide their excitement.

In this light, the young man before them was Ning Fengzhi's great benefactor.

"Dean Ye, for your great kindness, I thank you on behalf of my daughter." Ning Fengzhi set aside any pretense of status and stood up, cupping his hands in thanks.

Ye Feiyang made a motion to support him, saying, "Since Rongrong has accepted me as her teacher, I regard her as one of my own. This is all I should do; there's no need for thanks..."

"Also, I can guarantee her safety. Sect Master Ning can rest assured leaving her in my care."

He wasn't speaking idly; this was meant to put their minds at ease.

"Naturally, I trust Dean Ye completely."

After their conversation, Ning Fengzhi completely shed any dismissive attitude towards Ye Feiyang, instead finding him quite extraordinary.

He observed Ye Feiyang's words and actions. Though seemingly casual, they possessed a certain order and bearing, leaving an excellent impression.

Furthermore, during the two days they had stayed at the academy, he had seen the training methods his daughter and Zhu Zhuqing were undergoing. While novel, they were highly effective, even sparking a thought of emulation in him.

He continued, "I see your academy is quite simple. Does it require renovation or expansion? If you don't mind, I would be willing to fund the purchase of this place and gift it to you, as a token of my appreciation."

Ye Feiyang's eyes lit up at this suggestion, but after a moment's thought, he shook his head. "Sect Master Ning, I appreciate your kind offer, but I don't plan to stay here long-term."

In his heart, he was calculating: Since I've said this, if he's smart, he should just give me the cash equivalent!