Another Limit Douluo, Saint Spirit Yali

Tang San left, taken away by the Grandmaster. Dai Mubai left as well, together with Tang San... The Grandmaster's theories might have been wrong, but for them at the moment, they were enough.

On the second night after returning to Shrek, Yun Ming appeared. At his side was a woman as gentle and refined as jade.

Her features were peerlessly beautiful, and she looked pure and elegant, brimming with the aura of life. Her dark green hair cascaded down her back. She was tall and slender, with hidden grace within her, and a gentle smile on her face.

She was Ya Li, Yun Ming's wife. Gentle yet kind, noble yet composed.

Her expression was excited as she came with Yun Ming to Luo Chuan's door.

The mercenary team Ning Rongrong had hired was still finishing up the renovations on the little villa, so she was still staying in Little Meow Meow House.

"Yun Ming (Ya Li) pays respects to the Hall Master!"

Outside the door, Yun Ming and Ya Li's voices sounded at the same time. Luo Chuan had been inside, guiding Zhu Zhuqing through her circulation route. The moment he heard Yun Ming's arrival, he immediately stopped.

Zhu Zhuqing's already shy expression instantly turned into utter embarrassment. She burrowed into the blankets and used them to cover her face.

"Uncle Ming, Auntie Ya Li, come in." With a wave of his hand, Luo Chuan opened the door, only to see Yun Ming and Ya Li kneeling on one knee outside.

Luo Chuan hurried forward and helped them both up. "Why are you two seniors doing this?"

Inside the room, Zhu Zhuqing forgot her embarrassment and stared at the scene in shock.

She had thought Luo Chuan was the young master of some mysterious force, and that Yun Ming was his elder. But now, it seemed that was not the case.

"Thank you, Hall Master, for allowing my wife and me to reunite in this world." Yun Ming's voice was sincere, and Ya Li's expression was filled with gratitude.

Luo Chuan had thought it was something serious and immediately waved it off. "It is Luo Chuan's honor to have the support of you two seniors. Uncle Ming and Auntie Ya Li being reunited is also of immense benefit to me.

But since Auntie Ya Li is here, Uncle Ming, find a room in Shrek today and settle in."

"Yes, Hall Master."

The two quickly agreed. Yun Ming then glanced around and transmitted his voice to Luo Chuan with his spiritual power. "Yu Xiaogang is dead."

Luo Chuan raised a brow, then frowned. "Who did it?"

"Ten Thousand Demons King."

"You are only responsible for protecting me. Do not concern yourself with others."

"Yes!"

Yun Ming and Ya Li left, and Luo Chuan found Zhao Wuji and asked him to prepare a room for them.

Zhao Wuji gladly went. That was an extraordinarily powerful Titled Douluo. Even a tiny bit of cultivation insight from him would benefit Zhao Wuji for the rest of his life.

Yun Ming and Ya Li were not the type to hide their knowledge, either. As long as someone was friendly with Luo Chuan, they would often offer guidance. That was a matter for later.

Only Zhu Zhuqing seemed rather difficult to deal with.

"You could clearly have prepared another room to stay in. Why do you insist on living here with me?"

"Because I want to. You don't like it?" Luo Chuan forcefully slipped into the blankets and pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms.

"I joined Luo Shen Hall, but I never agreed to listen to you in everything." Zhu Zhuqing tried to push Luo Chuan away. Though every night these past few days, she had unconsciously ended up burrowing into Luo Chuan's arms. With Luo Chuan around, she slept especially sweetly.

But she would never admit that she had already developed a sense of dependence on Luo Chuan.

For example, right now, if she could not break free before falling asleep, it was not entirely unacceptable.

The next morning, Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes and secretly looked at the still "sleeping" Luo Chuan. Feeling the pressure of her own guilty conscience, her face flushed burning red.

"Mmm!" Luo Chuan turned over, his large hand grabbing and rubbing restlessly, as if scratching an itch.

Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body stiffened, then that large hand pulled her into Luo Chuan's embrace.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were watery. She clenched her teeth tightly to keep from making a sound, then glanced at the empty space beside her in the bed. When had she climbed into his bed again?

How embarrassing. Zhu Zhuqing did not dare move or make a sound, but that large hand became increasingly improper.

Zhu Zhuqing tried desperately to control herself, to calm down, forcing herself to fall asleep. But how could that be so easy?

"Bad man, why aren't you awake yet?" Zhu Zhuqing prayed for Luo Chuan to wake up quickly, then leave as if nothing had happened, just as he usually did. But she was wrong. She thought his wandering hands meant he was about to wake up. Little did she know, Luo Chuan was already awake.

The morning sunlight was warm and ambiguous, much like the little incident taking place in that cozy wooden cabin.

Zhu Zhuqing regretted it. She regretted listening to Luo Chuan, regretted changing into sleepwear just because it was more comfortable at night. Beneath her sleepwear, she was completely defenseless now, letting a certain bad man take full advantage of her.

Yet for some reason, she did not want to break this ambiguity. Perhaps she was afraid that if they laid everything out in the open, they would both be embarrassed and grow distant from each other.

Dai Mubai had left with Tang San and the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster was certainly dead, but Tang San and Dai Mubai had not returned, so Shrek naturally did not know yet.

In another direction outside Suotuo City, Ten Thousand Demons King watched Tang San and Dai Mubai leave carrying the Grandmaster's corpse, feeling as though a shadow had fallen over his heart.

Tang San's calm expression carried a gloomy undertone. He carried the Grandmaster's body back to Shrek, covered in wounds. Dai Mubai was equally bedraggled, his body stained with blood.

The news of the Grandmaster's death eventually reached Shrek.

"I think I know who killed Teacher. I will find her." When Tang San said this, he looked toward the Star Dou Great Forest with a complicated expression.

"Luo Chuan, I will challenge you—but not now. We will meet again."

"Boss Dai, are you still coming with me? Stay at Shrek. There is no deep hatred between everyone."

Dai Mubai shook his head. "Xiao San, are you saying I would hold you back? We'll leave together. From now on, Luo Chuan is my target as well. I will defeat him in my own way."

"Dean Flender, I still need to take Teacher's body away. I want to send him back to his clan."

Tang San and Dai Mubai left. They left Shrek. Flender watched the youth carry the corpse away, not knowing what to do.

After a long while, Flender let out a long sigh. "I'll go with you."

"Xiao Chuan, for the next month, lead them in training. Once I return, we'll arrange the next phase of the plan."

"Uh..."

"Uh what?"

"I was originally planning to go traveling for a while." Luo Chuan truly had such thoughts. He planned to take a look around, go to Skywater City to see the water, and travel across the continent.

Flender scrutinized Luo Chuan for a long time upon hearing this, then said, "There'll be opportunities. When the time comes, I'll have you lead the Shrek Team on a journey together."

Flender seemed to have thought of something. Luo Chuan curled his lip. "Forget it. I'll wait one month for you."

Grandmaster's death had little effect on Shrek. Everything continued as usual.

"For the next month, you'll spar together against either me or Teacher Zhao in the mornings. In the afternoons, cultivate the Muscle Change Classic and the Marrow Cleansing Classic. At night, head to the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City for spirit battles. One-on-one, two-on-two, and seven-on-seven!"

"Zhu Qing, come with me. The rest of you can disperse." Luo Chuan turned and headed toward the Small Woods outside the academy. The others looked at one another.

"Luo Chuan, you're going too far. You're giving Zhu Qing special treatment again." Ning Rongrong pouted, and Luo Chuan glanced at her. "You're a support-system soul master. If there's anything you don't understand, ask Senior Ya Li. She's a support-system Limit Douluo."