Nine Heart Begonia? What Was That?

Nuoding Academy.

Although it was only an elementary Soul Master Academy, its requirements for students were extremely strict. Even if their homes were right beside the academy, students still had to live on campus and accept unified management.

Even though Bibi Dong's strength had plummeted, no one in this small city could defeat her. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse, and in order to curry favor with this Soul King, the headmaster of Nuoding Academy had arranged a relatively leisurely job for her. Following her wishes, she only had to inspect the girls' dormitory every night.

In the office, Bibi Dong was idly flipping through the magazines provided by the academy when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. At this hour, the only one free enough to come looking for her was Little Gang.

"Dong'er!" Great Corpse pushed open the door, his expression anxious.

"What is it, Little Gang?" Bibi Dong rose from her office chair and walked over to Great Corpse.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and sighed softly. "Your disciple... caused trouble again."

"Nana? Sigh..." The moment she heard it was Hu Liena, Bibi Dong roughly understood what had happened.

On the training field, Hu Liena wore a veil, her eyes misty with tears. Her foot pressed down on the back of a male student, while a dark red short sword hovered close to his terrified face.

"Don't kill me! Spare me! I was wrong!" The boy trembled in fear. He did not even have a single soul ring; before Hu Liena, a two-ringed Soul Grandmaster, he was like fish on a chopping board, left to be slaughtered.

Five other children around ten years old lay nearby, unable to get back up from the training field.

Although her sword was pointed at him, Hu Liena had not dealt a killing blow. Her voice was merely choked with sobs. "Xiao Chenyu... apologize, or I won't be polite!"

"Yes, yes, yes... Big sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're the prettiest, not ugly at all, not even a little!" Xiao Chenyu nodded frantically, nearly dropping to his knees and calling her granny.

"Take your people and get lost!" Hu Liena's voice had already gone hoarse.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Big Sister, for sparing my life. Thank you for your great mercy and kindness. I, Xiao Chenyu, am endlessly grateful!" The moment Xiao Chenyu heard that, he immediately relaxed and hurriedly fled with the injured students in tow.

Hu Liena watched the group of boys flee in embarrassment. After confirming that the training field was empty, she immediately withdrew her short sword. With a wail, she crouched down and began to cry, her body trembling slightly.

"Qian Yuxi, I hate you!! My face... sob, sob, sob..."

Not long after Xiao Chenyu and the others left, Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang arrived. They swept their eyes over the training field and were relieved that no blood had been shed. Hu Liena had retained some sense and had not been too ruthless.

If it had been some Lord of the Path to Death, it probably would not have ended with mere flesh wounds.

Bibi Dong walked up to Hu Liena, helped her beloved disciple up, and held her in her arms as she comforted her. "Nana... you've suffered. Be good... don't cry, don't cry."

Hu Liena sniffled. "Teacher... do I really have to wear a veil for the rest of my life...? My face... how am I supposed to get married in the future? Sob... how can I ever face anyone again..."

The more Hu Liena thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She cried harder and harder until, in the end, she buried herself against Bibi Dong's shoulder and burst into loud sobs.

Bibi Dong also sympathized deeply with her beloved disciple. A disfigured face was undoubtedly a devastating blow to a girl, especially when she bore such great hatred.

"Nana. I know you're hurting, but... how difficult is it to find a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master..."

Yu Xiaogang coughed and said, "Child, doing this is useless. You need to understand that on this continent, the strong are honored, and strength is what..."

"Shut up! Easy for you to say when it isn't happening to you!" Hu Liena shrieked, cutting Great Corpse off.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong gently stroked Hu Liena's hair and softly persuaded her, "Nana, don't worry too much. Teacher will definitely find a way to invite a powerful healing Soul Master, all right? Don't make yourself sick with anger."

Hu Liena sobbed twice, then slowly raised her little head. Her tearful eyes looked toward Bibi Dong. "Yes... Teacher."

"Sigh... Dong'er, you make it sound easy. The poison of the Poisonous Deer Fierce Python is second only to the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor among soul beasts. Removing it is nearly impossible..."

Great Corpse clearly did not believe Bibi Dong's words. He believed that there was no miraculous medicine in this world capable of curing the Poisonous Deer Fierce Python's poison.

Yet Bibi Dong shook her head and slowly said, "Little Gang, there is an exceptionally powerful healing-type martial soul in this world called the Nine Heart Begonia. As long as someone is not dead, any injury can be healed."

Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Dong'er, you really know how to joke. If such a powerful martial soul truly existed, how could I possibly not have heard of it?"

Nine Heart Begonia? What kind of martial soul was that, capable of curing the Poisonous Deer Fierce Python's poison? What a joke. If there really were such an overpowered martial soul, could I, Great Corpse, possibly not know about it?

"I'm not lying to you. It truly exists. You simply had never encountered it before." Bibi Dong patiently explained.

Hu Liena turned her head and looked at Yu Xiaogang with faint disdain in her eyes.

This guy called himself Great Corpse all day long, the number one theoretical authority in the Soul Master world, yet he did not know even the martial soul that her teacher knew about?

Under her stare, Yu Xiaogang inexplicably felt a little guilty. He chuckled awkwardly. "Hehe, there are exceptions to everything. Perhaps the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul is simply too rare, right, Dong'er?"

Bibi Dong did not think much of it. After all, Little Gang was telling the truth. The Nine Heart Begonia martial soul was passed down through a single line, and at most two people could exist on the continent.

"Yes, Nana, you can't blame Little Gang for this. There are only two Nine Heart Begonia Soul Masters on the entire continent."

"Oh." Hu Liena nodded and said nothing more.

Death Camp.

Crack, crack, crack...

A fierce gale surged forth. After their pure clash of strength, the Platinum Dragon Crocodile was forced out of its fusion state. Jiang Xiruan's left leg trembled slightly, and the soul bone within it emitted a series of faint cracking sounds.

Jiang Xiruan clenched her teeth. The intense pain in her leg made her extremely uncomfortable.

Normally, she would not have paid much attention to pain caused by a mere clash of strength. But after being struck by Qian Yuxi's fourth soul skill, her martial soul's defensive power had been weakened by one-fifth, and she was already struggling.

Fortunately, she had successfully shattered Tuoba Yun and Jin Yuetian's Martial Soul Fusion Skill this time. Only Qian Yuxi remained!

Whoosh—!

Purple light erupted as Qian Yuxi dove down from the sky, his martial soul already switched to the Annihilation Sky Halberd!

"Have you finally used your second martial soul?" Jiang Xiruan's gaze turned grave. Her fourth soul ring lit up again as she unleashed her full strength as a level 67 high-rank Soul Emperor!

Dragon Python Heavenly Might Break!

Crack, crack... Bang!

Both sides were sent flying backward at the same time. The Annihilation Sky Halberd stabbed into the ground as Qian Yuxi panted heavily.

Jiang Xiruan was in far worse condition. Destruction Intent had entered her body; even if it was only the tiniest bit, it was enough to leave her suffering for a while.

"Instructor Jiang... don't move recklessly. Destruction Intent entering the body is no small matter." Qian Yuxi stood up and said weakly, "If you insist on fighting while injured, you may suffer lasting aftereffects in the future, and..."

He pointed at the incense stick that was already nearly burned out.