Steady as Promised, Yet You Walk a Tightrope Every Day

Go to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace? Yu Xiaogang's expression, which had only just eased, changed again.

The words "Heaven Dou Imperial Palace" were far more lethal than the "nightmare" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had mentioned in passing earlier.

That place...

It was the land of his nightmares! The cup in Yu Xiaogang's hand fell to the ground, and his body began trembling like a sieve once more.

His lips quivered, and his breathing became frighteningly rapid.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang like this, Flender stepped forward worriedly, fully displaying the qualities of a true best friend.

"Xiaogang, if you're unwell, don't force yourself."

"Saint Son Wei Feng said he'd take you to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace to see a doctor, so just go with him!"

"The imperial physicians there serve the Empire. They're all genuinely capable people. With them treating you, there definitely won't be a problem!"

Yu Xiaogang watched Flender approach.

Hearing Flender mention the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace again, his breathing nearly stopped.

"N-No, it's fine. I'm alright."

"I'll just go back and rest for a while."

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly waved his hands. His body, seated on the bench, was practically about to slide onto the ground.

At that moment, Flender no longer seemed like his old friend of many years in his eyes.

The way he approached looked just like that scene from his nightmare.

It was as if Flender had become a Heaven Dou soldier. Though he spoke of going to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, he actually wanted to drag him into the castration room.

Flender stopped in his tracks, looking helplessly at Yu Xiaogang's reaction.

I'm trying to take you to see a doctor.

Why are you acting like you're worried I'm going to rob and murder you? I, Flender, may be a little greedy, but how much money does Yu Xiaogang even have for me to covet?

"Dean Flender, since Master is unwilling, then forget it!"

"But my offer still stands. If you need my help, just say the word, and I'll make all the arrangements."

"As the current Saint Son of Spirit Hall, I have both the responsibility and obligation to set an example in such matters."

Wei Feng stopped while he was ahead and put an end to Flender's idea.

Judging by Yu Xiaogang's current reaction,

Wei Feng genuinely suspected that if they kept tormenting him like this, Yu Xiaogang might drop dead on the spot.

If he died that easily...

Many later events would be affected in a chain reaction.

For now, it was better to leave him alive.

"My apologies for letting Saint Son Wei Feng witness such a spectacle."

"I'll arrange for someone to send Xiaogang back first."

"If there's truly anything we need, I'll definitely send someone to inform you, Saint Son Wei Feng."

Flender gave a gloomy smile.

His Owl martial soul emerged again as he prepared to carry Yu Xiaogang back to the dormitory.

"Alright, then I'll trouble Dean Flender."

"Master's contributions to the Spirit Master World are evident to all. We absolutely mustn't let him wear himself down because of them."

Wei Feng spoke with vivid sincerity, showing nothing but admiration for Yu Xiaogang's "contributions."

Flender gave a grunt and carried Yu Xiaogang back toward the dormitory.

The mimicry training ground was left with only three people once more.

Wei Feng thoughtfully watched the direction in which Flender had taken Yu Xiaogang.

The vivid sincerity from before had now faded somewhat.

Yu Xiaogang really is a stubborn old fool. Someone like him will probably still have a hard mouth even when he dies!

He's clearly plagued by nightmares and obviously suffering serious aftereffects, yet he refuses to say anything. I only wanted to take him to see a doctor. What bad intentions could I possibly have?

Forget it. Although I didn't manage to make Yu Xiaogang suffer so blissfully he wished he were dead, after putting on this whole performance, even with me still carrying the title of Spirit Hall's Saint Son, Flender and Yu Xiaogang will probably think I'm a good person now, right?

That's good news. With this foundation of goodwill, it'll be much more convenient to keep working on these matters in the future.

As the current Saint Son, I absolutely cannot let Spirit Hall's Honorary Elders feel disheartened. That is the principle. I must remember it well!

Xiao Wu: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Watching Wei Feng put on an act up close while also recording his diary,

they saw one face before others and another behind their backs.

For a moment, their understanding of the world suffered a tremendous shock.

Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Qian Renxue read the latest entry in the Diary Instance.

Even with her years of composure, the newest content left her thoroughly choked by Wei Feng's outrageous antics.

He can't let Spirit Hall's Honorary Elders feel disheartened?

If everyone in the world knew that you, Wei Feng, the current Saint Son, treated an Honorary Elder like this...

Then in the future, I'm afraid no one would dare become an elder of Spirit Hall!

Does she have a Diary Instance like this too?

If she does, what kind of reaction would she have upon seeing Wei Feng's entire string of actions?

With her personality, if she learned of these things, she'd probably get so furious that she'd slap Wei Feng to death, wouldn't she?

A moment later, Qian Renxue suddenly looked in the direction of Spirit City.

Though she could see nothing, it was as if her gaze had already landed upon the Papal Palace.

"This Wei Feng, honestly..."

"He said he'd proceed steadily, yet he walks a tightrope every single day."

"He's practically throwing his own life away. This is really too much."

Qian Renxue smiled bitterly.

Thinking of this, the look in her eyes became considerably firmer.

In the end, she looked again toward Shrek Academy outside Heaven Dou City.

Deep in her heart, she made the decision that no matter what happened, she would protect Wei Feng to the death.

At the very least, she had to protect him to the death until the invincibility mentioned in Wei Feng's Diary Instance!

At Shrek Academy.

Flender sent Yu Xiaogang back to the dormitory.

With a flying martial soul, traveling really was extremely convenient. The round trip took hardly any time at all.

After returning, Flender invited Wei Feng, "Saint Son Wei Feng, I'll continue showing you around Shrek Academy now."

"Once you've finished looking around, we can discuss the investment you mentioned in detail."

Wei Feng smiled and nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble Dean Flender to be our guide."

"Not a problem, not a problem!"

Flender laughed heartily and led Wei Feng on a tour of Shrek Academy.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were rather curious. Since they already knew Wei Feng, they also clamored to serve as guides.

After receiving permission, the four of them walked through Shrek Academy together.

After walking some distance, just as they were about to leave the mimicry training area, a figure cultivating nearby entered the four's view.

It was none other than Tang San, who was training frantically there.

Wei Feng saw Tang San cultivating in the mimicry training ground.

And at that moment, Tang San saw Wei Feng and the others as well. Especially when he saw Flender, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong together, the expression on his face stiffened slightly.