My Teacher Is the Best Teacher in the World

Ning Rongrong let out a cry of surprise, then her eyes suddenly lit up as she blurted out, "Right, Dad! Did you bring money with you this time? Hurry and give me a few million Gold Coins to tide me over!"

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

He was instantly rendered speechless, standing there as though he had been left in disarray by the wind—why did this thoughtful little padded jacket seem to be leaking air?

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing heard the commotion and came over. Seeing two unfamiliar men in the courtyard, she immediately went on guard.

"Rong Rong, who are they?" In her heart, any unfamiliar man other than her teacher was enough to trigger her vigilance.

"Senior Sister Zhu Qing, don't be nervous!"

Ning Rongrong hurried over to explain. "These two are my father and Bone Grandfather!"

Upon hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing immediately relaxed and gently reminded her, "Since they're your family, how can you leave them standing outside the door?"

"Ah, right, right, right! Dad, Bone Grandfather, come in and sit down. I'll get you some water." Only then did Ning Rongrong come to her senses and hurriedly welcomed them inside.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo exchanged looks, then sighed helplessly as they stepped into the courtyard.

They felt that Ning Rongrong seemed unchanged, yet they could vaguely sense that the composed aura she now carried was no longer comparable to what it had once been.

After all, they had spent many years together. Even the slightest changes would leave traces behind.

For some reason, a sense of gratification quietly rose in Ning Fengzhi's heart.

"Fengzhi, Rong Rong seems to have grown much stronger," Gu Rong said in a lowered voice.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly. "I felt it too."

After everyone sat down, Ning Fengzhi went straight to the point and began his "interrogation." "Rong Rong, do you know why we came here? Are you hiding something from your father? And what do you need so many Gold Coins for?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes spun around—she had only spoken without thinking just now.

What else would she need money for? Of course, it was to prepare to "keep" her teacher. What other use could there be?

But she had already guessed that there had to be a reason why her father and Gu Rong had found this place.

Yet she absolutely could not tell them!

She fretted inwardly. Oh no, oh no. How am I supposed to get them to leave?

She secretly looked at Zhu Zhuqing and sent her a voice transmission through Soul Power. "Senior Sister Zhu Qing, what should I do now? Hurry and save me!"

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat helpless as well and could only tentatively transmit back, "Rong Rong, does your stomach hurt?"

My teacher is the best teacher in the world. Though the answer seemed utterly nonsensical, Ning Rongrong immediately understood what she meant.

"Ah, ow!"

She instantly clutched her stomach, her face showing agony. "Dad, Bone Grandfather, m-my stomach suddenly hurts so much. I can't keep you company! You've seen me already, so just leave the money behind and go home first!"

Her acting was so exaggerated that all three people present fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing raised a hand to her forehead, truly unwilling to get involved in this farce any further.

Gu Rong instinctively wanted to step forward and ask what was wrong, but Ning Fengzhi stopped him with a look.

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

"Rong Rong..."

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

Seeing that her little trick had been exposed, Ning Rongrong simply gave up pretending. "Dad, of course I need money to pay tuition!"

Ning Fengzhi shot her a glance—this girl was still playing dumb?

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

"Come on, stop forcing me! Without my teacher's permission, I won't say anything!"

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and stopped pressing her.

"Fine. Then invite your teacher out. I'll speak with him. That should be acceptable, right?"

"My teacher went out to handle something. He isn't at the academy right now!"

Ning Rongrong stubbornly added, "My teacher is the best teacher in the world. Don't you go getting any strange ideas about him!"

Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a trace of unease rose within him—could his daughter have run into some unreliable person? That would not do. The more this person refused to show himself, the more Ning Fengzhi had to meet him.

"He really isn't here?"

"Absolutely! If you don't believe me, you can ask Senior Sister Zhu Qing!" Ning Rongrong hurriedly explained.

"All right, if you don't have anything else to do, then go home first. I still need to hurry up and cultivate."

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

"Bone Grandfather, you're still the best! My Soul Power is already level 29!"

Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi both revealed incredulous expressions—how long had she been away? She had actually risen three levels already?

They had never seen their daughter cultivate so diligently before!

Could it be that the person she had met this time was not unreliable after all, but truly a good teacher?

Thinking of the information they had received earlier, the expressions on their faces immediately became extremely colorful.

It seemed they absolutely had to meet this teacher.

Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a look and nodded in mutual understanding.

"Fengzhi, let's wait here until her teacher comes back."

Ning Rongrong immediately panicked upon hearing that and quickly tried to stop them.

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

But Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong had already made up their minds. Whether Ning Rongrong agreed or not no longer seemed important.

"Rong Rong, go cultivate. You don't need to worry about us."

"You're being unreasonable! How can you do this..." Ning Rongrong looked deeply aggrieved.

She had no idea what Ye Feiyang would think when he returned and saw this scene.

What if her teacher got angry and started disliking her?

But there was nothing she could do about her father. They were determined to stay, and she had no way to deal with them.

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

Just as Ning Rongrong was at her wits' end, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Wu bounced inside. "Rong Rong, Zhu Qing, I'm here to mooch another meal... huh?"

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

Bone Douluo in particular—his steady, condensed aura and sharp gaze made Xiao Wu feel as though she had fallen into an icy abyss. Her heart began pounding wildly!

Her face instantly turned deathly pale, utterly devoid of color.

Seeing that something was wrong with her complexion, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong quickly stepped forward to ask what had happened.

Gu Rong's expression tightened as he said quietly to Ning Fengzhi, "Fengzhi, there's something wrong with this girl."

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

"Oh, they're my father and Bone Grandfather. They aren't bad people. Xiao Wu, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong hurriedly introduced them.

Xiao Wu did not know whether to laugh or cry—in Ning Rongrong's eyes, of course they were not bad people.

A wave of desolation rose in her heart. I'm done for. My identity is going to be exposed again!

No, what is going on with this lousy village? A Titled Douluo shows up every other day. What are they trying to do?

The instant she had met Gu Rong's eyes, she knew that he had already seen through her.

"Rong Rong, I'm fine."

"Y-you, hello. I-I just remembered I have something urgent to do, so I'll be leaving first!" After saying that, Xiao Wu turned and ran outside.

"Huh? Xiao Wu, didn't you come to eat?"

"R-right, sorry! Rong Rong, my stomach suddenly hurts. I'm going back first!"

Xiao Wu fled in panic, and the tears she had been holding back finally streamed from her eyes.

She ran all the way back to the Shrek Academy dormitory, slammed the door shut with a bang, and wrapped herself tightly in her blanket, as though that could isolate her from those terrifying, prying eyes outside.

She screamed frantically in her heart, Brother Feiyang, you said you'd protect me! I even agreed to become your disciple! Please, come save this little rabbit already!

At some point, Ye Feiyang had become her only lifeline. His figure filled her mind.

Meanwhile, Ye Feiyang, far away in Holy Soul Village, knew nothing about what had happened at Supreme Academy.

He felt that this operation had gone far too smoothly.

He had originally estimated that it would take at least three or four days to gain anything, yet he had succeeded within a single day.

So he simply moved openly into Tang San's family blacksmith shop, intending to wait and see whether Tang Hao would return.

He did not know whether Tang Hao had left any safeguards on Ah Yin.

Would taking Ah Yin away have triggered some mechanism that alerted Tang Hao that his home had been "robbed"?

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But after waiting for an entire day, he did not see even a shadow of anyone.

Ye Feiyang muttered in disappointment, "Did I beat him up too badly last time? Did he hide away in some corner to recover?"

"Sigh, I wonder whether those two little girls at home can take care of themselves. Will they go hungry... Forget it, I'm done waiting."

Having made up his mind, Ye Feiyang no longer hesitated.

He picked up the flowerpot beside him, and Ah Yin immediately swayed violently, her leaves rustling.

He had no idea what Ah Yin was trying to express, so he simply chose to ignore it.

He sped off once more. The howling wind dragged Ah Yin's branches straight behind him, turning them into a rigid "tail."

Whenever he got bored along the way, he chattered at the flowerpot.

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

"But the place I'm heading to happens to be where your son is."

"Oh, and let me remind you: your ex-husband isn't a good person either. I didn't provoke him or offend him, yet he insisted on coming to cause trouble for me."

"So if you want to blame someone, blame him. At most, this counts as self-defense on my part."

"And let me tell you a secret. Actually... your son isn't really your 'son' either."

"I wonder if you noticed. Hasn't he been absurdly mature ever since he was young? And he could make all sorts of strange things without anyone teaching him?"

"Didn't you ever suspect anything?"

Though Ye Feiyang seemed to be talking to himself, he had been watching the movements of the flowerpot from the corner of his eye.

Perhaps Ah Yin currently lacked the ability to condense a soul form. Otherwise, she probably would have jumped out long ago to demand an explanation.

At that moment, Ah Yin had already taken the initiative to wrap her vines tightly around his arm.

He could clearly feel that Ah Yin was using force this time. She had wound herself around him especially tightly.

"What? You don't believe me?"

"With that little strength of yours, you can't even scratch an itch for me."

"To tell you the truth, your real son died long ago. The one occupying that body now is just an old hand who took over a corpse."

"Hey, hey~~ Why have you gone limp again?"

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

He made as if to stop walking. Ah Yin, who had been listless just moments ago, instantly became lush and vibrant again, brimming with life.

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

He occasionally reflected on whether bullying a blade of grass like this was a little excessive.

But once he remembered that a mature soul was hidden inside that grass, his tiny shred of guilt immediately vanished.

Four days after setting out.

Ye Feiyang returned to Supreme Academy, covered in dust from the journey.

The moment he approached the courtyard gate, he keenly sensed two additional powerful auras within the courtyard.

Neither party had deliberately concealed their aura, clearly having no intention of hiding their presence.

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

He directly pushed open the courtyard gate and walked inside.

Beside the stone table where he usually sat were two uninvited guests.

His eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze first swept over Ning Fengzhi—refined and elegant, clearly no ordinary man.

Then his gaze fell on the tall figure shrouded in pitch-black armor, and he had already guessed the visitors' identities.

Before he could speak, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had already hurried over.

Both were covered in fragrant sweat, their cheeks flushed red. They had clearly been training just moments earlier.

"Teacher! You're finally back!"

Ning Rongrong's voice was filled with delight. She instinctively wanted to throw herself at her teacher, but when she caught sight of those two watchful gazes, she forcibly stopped herself.

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

Naturally, Ye Feiyang would not tell her that he had spent an extra day staking out Holy Soul Village. He only vaguely explained, "Uh, well, I took care of a little something on the way."

"Teacher, we have guests at home."

Zhu Zhuqing looked him over with concern. "Are you tired? Would you like to rest first?"

"It's fine."

Ye Feiyang handed her the flowerpot in his hand. "Find somewhere to transplant Ah... uh, this pot of Lan Yin Grass. Remember to water it on time."

As though he had suddenly remembered something, he asked again.

"By the way, did Xiao Wu come by while I was gone?"

Zhu Zhuqing accepted the flowerpot with both hands. Though she was curious why her teacher had specifically brought back a pot of Lan Yin Grass, she obediently did not ask further.

At the mention of Xiao Wu, she nodded. "She came once, but she seemed in a great hurry. I don't know if she was sick. She didn't stay long before running back."

"Mm, I understand. Go get busy first."

Ye Feiyang nodded, already understanding the situation.

He then turned to Ning Rongrong and instructed, "Rong Rong, go buy some vegetables. We have guests at home, so remember to buy plenty."

Ning Rongrong wanted to ask more about her teacher's trip, but seeing Ye Feiyang's serious expression, she immediately understood that he was deliberately trying to send her away.

She knew Ye Feiyang was absolutely not as unreliable as he appeared on the surface. On the contrary, he always considered matters thoroughly and handled things properly.

"Yes, Teacher. I'll be back soon." She obediently agreed and turned toward the gate.

Seeing Ye Feiyang give orders to his daughter so naturally, a trace of surprise flashed through Ning Fengzhi's eyes, but he said nothing.

The fact that this young man could make his usually spoiled and willful little princess so obedient was itself enough to make Ning Fengzhi deeply interested in him.

Gu Rong, standing nearby, furrowed his brow slightly, as though he wanted to say something.

But Ning Fengzhi spoke first. "Uncle Bone, let us speak with Teacher Ye first."

After giving his instructions, Ye Feiyang walked over to the stone table with a casual smile and naturally sat down across from the two "big shots."

After all, Ning Rongrong's father had managed to find this place. He did not find that particularly surprising.

"Sect Master Ning, Bone Douluo, I have long admired your names. You have come from afar, yet I failed to welcome you properly. When did you two arrive?"

Ning Fengzhi replied calmly, "You are too courteous, Headmaster Ye. We are the ones who intruded without warning. Still, I am curious—how did you recognize us?"

Ye Feiyang smiled. "Sect Master Ning and Bone Douluo are renowned throughout the soul master world. It is hardly strange that I would recognize you."

"Besides, judging by Rong Rong's reaction just now, I could have guessed your identities even if I did not know."

Ning Fengzhi nodded at that, then asked, "Then why not guess what we came here for this time?"

"Sect Master Ning, you did not come merely to visit your daughter, did you?"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled softly, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny. "Headmaster Ye looks no older than seventeen or eighteen, yet you possess such composure and bearing. You have truly made Ning look at you in a new light."

He continued, "We heard some rumors and came specifically to verify them. But my daughter's lips are sealed. No matter how I questioned her, she refused to reveal a single word."

His tone carried helplessness and teasing. "It seems that what I say as her father carries far less weight than what her teacher says."

Ye Feiyang understood the faint jealousy in those words perfectly.

He laughed heartily. "Rong Rong is actually very sensible. She is simply still young, like an uncut jade that needs careful polishing. As for what Sect Master Ning wishes to confirm, I can tell you clearly—it is true."

They were all intelligent people. Some things did not need to be said outright for them to understand each other.

Having received confirmation firsthand, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong could not hide their excitement.

That meant the young man before them was Ning Fengzhi's great benefactor.

"Headmaster Ye, I thank you on behalf of my daughter for your great kindness." Ning Fengzhi put on no airs as he rose and cupped his hands in thanks.

Ye Feiyang made a gesture as if to stop him. "Since Rong Rong has taken me as her teacher, I regard her as one of my own. These are things I should do. There is no need to thank me..."

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

He was not just saying that casually. It was also meant to put their minds at ease.

"Of course. Ning naturally trusts Headmaster Ye."

After their conversation, Ning Fengzhi had completely shed any disdain for Ye Feiyang. Instead, he found the young man quite extraordinary.

He observed Ye Feiyang's words and mannerisms. Though he seemed casual, he possessed an innate sense of propriety and presence, leaving an excellent impression.

Moreover, during the two days he had spent at the academy, he had seen that his daughter and Zhu Zhuqing's training methods were novel but highly effective. He had even considered imitating them.

He continued, "Ning sees that this academy is rather plain. Does it need repairs and expansion? If you do not mind, Ning is willing to fund the purchase of this place and present it to you, sir, as a small token of my appreciation."

Ye Feiyang's eyes immediately lit up at those words, but after giving it some thought, he still shook his head. "I appreciate Sect Master Ning's kindness, but I do not plan to remain here for long."

I've put it this plainly. If he has any sense, wouldn't it be better to just give me the money outright?