A Girl Who Nearly Exploded with Rage

Although the old man was extremely curious, he ultimately restrained his curiosity.

What was not his could not be forced; what was his would never escape.

That was the old man's philosophy for dealing with people and life.

Besides, for a Six Ring Soul Emperor like him, Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings were no longer that important.

He already had one Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Even after he broke through, his next Soul Ring would certainly be a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Rather than spend time investigating how this boy had obtained two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, he might as well focus his energy on improving his Soul Power Level.

After all, the higher one's Soul Power Level became, the harder it was to improve.

"That has to be fake!"

Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the two black Soul Rings around the boy, frantically complaining in her heart.

This world was far too complicated.

And she apparently had not woken up yet.

Otherwise, she would never have dreamed of such an absurdly fake scene.

But—

Ning Rongrong pinched her arm hard.

Mm!

It hurt!

So it was not fake.

"Hey."

"How exactly did you do it?"

Beneath the shade of a tree, Ning Rongrong looked curiously at the boy beside her and poked Lu Yuan's arm.

Although Lu Yuan had already put away his Martial Soul and Soul Rings by then.

Ning Rongrong swore to the heavens that she had absolutely not seen wrong!

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yuan watched the boys and girls still taking the test in the distance without shifting his gaze.

Honestly, there really were quite a few geniuses on the continent.

At the very least, those who dared remain for the test were basically all geniuses.

After all, no one would knowingly fail and still stubbornly throw away ten Gold Soul Coins.

Once those ten Gold Soul Coins went in, getting them back out would be difficult.

Because Shrek Academy's dean, Flender, was famous for being stingy and miserly.

An iron rooster that would not part with a single feather.

That title could not have suited Flender better.

"Your Soul Rings."

"How did you manage to absorb two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"

"It's simple."

Lu Yuan made a simple gesture in the air.

A sly glint flashed through Ning Rongrong's eyes.

She had not expected him to be such a fool!

With just a few simple words, she had tricked the secret of absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's level out of him.

"First, you need to kill a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast."

"Second, you need to absorb that Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast's Soul Ring."

"Finally, you'll have a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring."

"That's it."

That was it?

Ning Rongrong nearly failed to maintain the smile on her face. It felt as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through her heart.

Did she need him to teach her how to kill a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast?

Did she need him to teach her how to absorb a Soul Ring after personally killing a Soul Beast?

What about the process?

What about the specific details?

What about the written explanation?

Had he eaten them all?!

Seeing the boy's utterly oblivious expression, Ning Rongrong suspected that perhaps she had not made herself clear enough. Suppressing the rage in her heart, she asked softly,

"Then how should the specific details be handled?"

"The details?"

The boy began eagerly instructing Ning Rongrong.

"You should first find a suitable Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast. Oh, right, Soul Beasts are not so easy to find. Aside from relying on maps, you can also—"

"After finding the Soul Beast, 'we' need to make a targeted hunting plan based on its habits and weaknesses. For example, the Man Faced Demon Spider's weakness is—"

"For another example, the Soft Bone Rabbit's weakness is—"

"And another example, the Hell Spirit Cat's weakness is—"

Ning Rongrong listened expressionlessly as the boy drifted farther and farther off topic. She struggled to sort through her thoughts, then interrupted his endless chatter.

"No more examples. Then what?"

"Then..."

Lu Yuan licked his slightly dry lips. "Do you have any water?"

Ning Rongrong did her best to keep smiling. She touched the bracelet on her jade-like wrist, and a bottle of water appeared in her hand.

"Thanks~"

Saying that, Lu Yuan unapologetically twisted open the cap and gulped down half the bottle in one go.

"Then comes Hunting Soul Beasts."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Hunting Soul Beasts can be divided into the following steps."

"Step one: hunt."

"Step two: clean up. I mean, inspect the valuable body parts on the Soul Beast, then cut them off and store them away."

"Step three: light a fire and roast—ptui! I mean, destroy the evidence and prevent other Soul Beasts from following the scent of blood here."

"Of course, using fire in a forest is not recommended. If you absolutely must use it, set up a firebreak first."

"But if someone starves to death—cough."

"But if someone dies, then nothing matters anyway. Whether or not to light a fire in an emergency is up to you."

"Having finished the three steps, let's look at how the first step should be carried out."

"First."

"Second."

"Third."

"Then."

"Finally."

"Having thoroughly explained the first step, let's look at how the second step should be carried out."

Ning Rongrong: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

With her head buzzing, Ning Rongrong abruptly shouted,

"Stop!"

Lu Yuan pitifully shook the empty water bottle in his hand, though who knew when he had finished it.

"Do you have any water?"

"Are you messing with me?"

Ning Rongrong glared directly at the sly bastard before her.

In barely ten minutes, that sly bastard had not said a single useful thing.

Although what he said sounded perfectly reasonable, after Ning Rongrong gave it some thought—

Was that not just common knowledge for Soul Masters?

So he had talked for over ten minutes, and it had all been nonsense?

Ning Rongrong looked at the empty bottle in the boy's hand, her teeth itching with hatred.

She had even thought he was an honest person.

Yet when faced with the question of such a cute, innocent, pure Girl as herself, he could lie to her without changing expression!

In the end, she had placed her trust in the wrong person.

Lu Yuan revealed a somewhat exaggerated look of surprise.

"You actually figured it out?"

"You!!!"

Ning Rongrong was so furious that she nearly swung a punch and beat the bastard to death.

"Stop!"

A faint wave of heat swept over them.

Fortunately, after Ma Hongjun brought Tang San and the others to the Second Trial, he returned in time. Seeing signs of a fight from afar, he immediately spoke up to stop them.

Otherwise, Lu Yuan might truly have had to kneel and beg Ning Rongrong—please do not die!

Of course, Ning Rongrong also knew that she, a Support-type Soul Master, was not strong in a One-on-One fight. Therefore, she had never intended to give Lu Yuan that chance.

"What is going on with you two?"

Ma Hongjun scratched his head in confusion.

Honestly, if the two had not known each other already, then in a sense, being able to start fighting upon their first meeting could be considered fate.

Though it was most likely a cursed fate.

Although whether it was a cursed fate or not had nothing to do with Ma Hongjun, he could not help being rather nosy.

After glancing at the rather unattractive Little Fatty before her, Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks and shouted angrily,

"Ask him!"

She kicked the little stone by her foot away and walked in the direction Ma Hongjun had come from.

She refused to believe that without someone leading the way, she could not find the path herself.

No matter what, she absolutely, absolutely did not want to stay with that bastard anymore!

Not even for a second!

Seeing the Little Fatty's eyes filled with curiosity, Lu Yuan boredly shrugged and shook the empty water bottle in his hand.

"Nothing much. Aside from being a Soul Master, I also work part-time as a conversation companion."

"Only, the little Girl could not afford my price, so she could only use a bottle of water to brush me off."

"The reason she looked so aggressive was actually just embarrassment turning into anger."

Ma Hongjun gave him a thumbs-up.

"Don't worry, bro. You did nothing wrong. I'm definitely on your side!"

Not far away, Ning Rongrong stumbled and nearly performed a flat-ground faceplant.

What a joke!

Would the dignified Miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ever refuse to pay a debt?

Clearly, the sly bastard behind her was making things up again!

If he could believe such an obvious lie, then this Little Fatty's intelligence did not seem very impressive either!

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