Disgusting, Get Lost!

Tang San did not answer. A flicker of pain passed through his eyes.

But he quickly changed the subject. Raising a hand, he brushed across Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges and handed a letter to Flender.

"Before I set out, Teacher told me to give this letter to the Dean after I passed the academy's assessment and was admitted."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, a trace of sorrow and amusement flashed through Flender's eyes.

"He's still as stubborn as ever. That's just his style. That guy finally knows to contact me, huh?"

As he spoke, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the pristine white letter inside.

Tang San clearly saw that Flender's hands were trembling slightly as he opened the letter.

Tang San did not know what the letter said. He could only watch as Flender's expression constantly shifted.

At times, Flender was delighted; at times, he was furious. Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness—almost every emotion appeared on his face.

"Good, good, you old bastard! You damned old fool! What are you trying to prove?"

"What is there to prove? Don't you know that, actually..."

Flender seemed to have become somewhat unhinged, muttering things Tang San could not understand.

Still, he looked rather similar to Yu Xiaogang.

After all, whenever Yu Xiaogang had an episode, he also looked this crazed.

And Flender's appearance left Tang San with a few doubts.

Could Flender have a similar illness too? If he did, then it would prove that the strange ailments plaguing him had been passed on by Yu Xiaogang.

But Tang San was no fool. Naturally, he would not ask outright. He planned to observe Flender in secret.

After all, such a condition was difficult to hide.

But if he really discovered it, what should he do?

For six years, he had suffered endlessly—but Yu Xiaogang was his teacher! Mm. Then I can only give him a proper burial! Meanwhile, with Zhu Zhuqing's help, Yun Feng had already finished tidying his dormitory and followed Zhu Zhuqing to find Xiao Wu.

Zhu Zhuqing did not have Yun Feng's special privileges, so she shared a dormitory with Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

Under Xiao Wu's arrangements, Zhu Zhuqing looked at her bed and quietly said thank you.

"My name is Zhu Zhuqing. You can just call me Zhuqing from now on!"

At that moment, Xiao Wu asked directly, "Alright, Zhuqing. Yun Feng, are you two planning to rest, or go take a look around?"

Hearing Xiao Wu's question, Zhu Zhuqing decisively shook her head.

"I won't be going. I'd rather stay here and cultivate."

Seeing this, Xiao Wu did not press her. Instead, she turned to Yun Feng.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Feng nodded as well.

"Then I'll go with you."

The moment Xiao Wu saw Yun Feng agree, she became overjoyed.

After all, in her heart, Yun Feng was her best friend.

"Alright, then let's go find Rongrong and see how her run is going!"

Yun Feng nodded. The reason he had agreed to accompany Xiao Wu was that he had some other questions he wanted to ask.

"Sure."

Just as the two walked out of the room, Ah Yin's voice rang out once more within Yun Feng's Sea of Consciousness.

"Did you control that little girl beside you as well?"

"She's a soul beast too!"

Ah Yin's voice came abruptly, but this time, Yun Feng did not choose to ignore her.

Instead, he smiled with interest.

"Yes. So what if I did? A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, still in its juvenile stage—how could I possibly not know?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin instantly fell silent.

For a moment, she could not even figure out what Yun Feng was trying to do.

After all, it was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Even if he could not absorb her soul ring, the benefits brought by her soul bones alone were enough to make them heaven-defying treasures.

Could Yun Feng be raising her up?

Waiting for the right moment, then making her sacrifice herself?

But the instant that thought surfaced, Ah Yin froze.

Her entire body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she remained motionless for a long while.

When Yun Feng noticed Ah Yin's state, he naturally guessed something. He immediately laughed.

"Looks like you're not entirely stupid. You actually managed to guess something. Keep it up!"

After saying those ambiguous words, Yun Feng directly severed the mental connection.

Yun Feng strolled through the countryside fields alongside Xiao Wu.

Then, at that moment, a faint voice came from not far away.

"Oscar, just how far is one lap?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Ning Rongrong's voice.

At the beginning, she had been full of confidence. Although she was a Support-Type Soul Master, her father had always required her to exercise at home.

Thus, her physical condition was not poor. While she could not compare to a Battle Soul Master, her long-term training had not only given her a healthy physique, but also made her particularly skilled at running.

However, since leaving the academy, Ning Rongrong had not even completed a single lap under Oscar's lead, yet quite a bit of time had already passed.

If they continued at this pace, let alone lunch, it was questionable whether they would even get dinner.

What was more, her stamina was constantly declining, so it was impossible for her to maintain this speed forever.

Oscar gave a bitter smile.

"I told you when we left that this was simply an impossible task."

"But don't be afraid. With two Support-Type Soul Masters together, are we really going to worry about going hungry?"

"Want something to eat...?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at him. Though she was still young, her soft, alluring gaze carried a touch of charm.

Oscar's bones nearly went weak under her gaze. He chuckled and lowered his voice as though presenting a treasure. "I have a big sausage."

With a flash of light, a fragrant sausage appeared in his hand, and he offered it to Ning Rongrong.

"My sausage's First Soul Ring skill is recovery. Not only can it speed up the healing of injuries, it can also restore stamina. Have some."

"With my sausages supporting us, let alone twenty laps, even two hundred laps would leave us with no need to worry about food."

"Screw you! That's disgusting! Get lost!"

With that, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda floated out. A speed-enhancing support effect was applied, and her speed suddenly surged as she ran ahead.

"Uh..."

Oscar froze completely. Not only him—even Xiao Wu ahead found it unbelievable that such an elegant girl as Ning Rongrong would say something like that.

Yun Feng merely smiled. After all, they were not from the same social class, so Oscar had no idea what kind of person Ning Rongrong was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

And Ning Rongrong herself had finally been unable to restrain herself, revealing a little of her true nature.

She was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess and Little Witch! Oscar was actually quite lucky. If Ning Rongrong's two fiercely protective grandfathers found out that Oscar had dared speak so crudely to their granddaughter—

Though it would not be enough to get him killed, they would certainly teach Oscar a painful lesson.