Bibi Dong's Strange Sense of Humor

"I was asking how you felt, not what you achieved."

"It was actually fine. There wasn't much of a feeling. It felt about the same as being in Spirit Hall—everyone was pretty weak anyway."

"Don't be so ambitious. You were lucky this time. But Yue Guan, you've got some nerve. Once today's soul beast hunt is over, you'll be confined for a year."

"Yes, Your Holiness." Chrysanthemum Douluo wore a bitter smile. He had known all along that he would be punished.

With Chrysanthemum Douluo being punished, Lu Leng did not dare speak up for him. He knew Bibi Dong's temperament—once she made a decision, no one could change it. He had rashly taken Hu Liena into action this time, and it was already fortunate that he had not been punished. How could he dare plead for someone else?

"How is that teacher of yours?" Bibi Dong shifted the subject back to Lu Leng.

At the mention of Mimis, Lu Leng became interested. "You mean Teacher Mimis? She's great. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also incredibly powerful. Most importantly, her training methods are very unique and thoughtful. She analyzed my strengths and weaknesses, helping me improve my strength in a short time. I benefited immensely. And she can even write such a huge pile of material in a single night. That's something I really adm—"

"Cough, cough!"

Lu Leng was about to continue when Hu Liena, standing beside him, could not help coughing twice before tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Lu Leng stopped mid-sentence and suddenly realized something was off. He cautiously glanced at Bibi Dong and found that although her face remained expressionless, the aura around her had turned incomparably icy, as though she were warning all living things to stay away.

Lu Leng's heart skipped a beat. He immediately knew he had said the wrong thing.

Bibi Dong was still a woman, after all. Praising another woman for being smart and beautiful right in front of her had already made her uncomfortable.

On top of that, she was his teacher, yet he had praised another teacher for teaching him well. Didn't that imply Bibi Dong had taught him poorly? Damn it, that was the one thing she absolutely could not tolerate. Her own disciple saying she did not teach well—wasn't that practically courting death? Realizing this, Lu Leng hurriedly tried to salvage the situation.

"It's just that Teacher Mimis is a little stupid, scatterbrained, and has terrible habits. She doesn't knock before coming in, snores when she sleeps, smacks her lips when she eats, doesn't drink the soup when she eats noodles, doesn't spit out grape skins when she eats grapes..."

"She snores when she sleeps?" Bibi Dong's face suddenly darkened. A frigid aura erupted from her body, and Lu Leng felt as if a massive iceberg were crushing down on him.

"During naps, it's during naps! Sometimes she gets tired from training and takes a short rest in the training room. Liena can testify to that." Lu Leng hurriedly explained.

"Yes, I can testify." Before Bibi Dong could even look her way, Hu Liena nodded frantically.

But as soon as she said it, she found it strange.

Testify? Why did I need to testify? Wasn't that perfectly normal? Likewise, Bibi Dong's mood abruptly changed. Like snow melting in a spring breeze, the pressure from before vanished in an instant.

"Leng'er, why are you so nervous? I was just curious. A woman actually snores in her sleep?"

"...I."

Lu Leng's face instantly darkened, and he nearly coughed up blood.

Damn it, Bibi Dong had tricked him.

A woman's heart was as unfathomable as the depths of the sea.

Since when did Bibi Dong enjoy this kind of strange humor too?

Seeing Lu Leng at a loss for words, Bibi Dong could not help smiling when she turned away.

She found this child Lu Leng rather amusing.

"Your Holiness, there's a soul beast ahead." At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo motioned for everyone to stop.

Following Chrysanthemum Douluo's direction, Lu Leng saw a robust white horse with a single horn atop its head. This white horse differed from ordinary horses. Aside from its horn, its fur was exceptionally smooth and gave off a faint cyan glow.

It was eating fruit beneath a tree. There was no wind around it, yet its fur drifted gracefully in the air, an extremely strange sight.

"A Wind-Treading Unicorn. Judging by its fur, it should be around forty-eight thousand years old. It has a violent temperament. It usually appears gentle and docile, but once angered, it becomes extraordinarily fierce. Among herbivorous soul beasts, it is known as the tiger of the grasslands. It is fast and possesses wind attributes, so it is quite suitable for you." Bibi Dong took one look and described the soul beast's traits.

"Then let's go with this one. Its name sounds pretty badass too."

"You're choosing a soul beast just because its name sounds good?" It was Hu Liena's first time accompanying Lu Leng to hunt for a soul ring, and she asked in surprise.

"Of course not!" Lu Leng's expression turned solemn. "It also has to look handsome."

Hu Liena: "..."

"Yue Guan, this soul beast."

"Yes."

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded and quietly approached the soul beast.

A fifty-thousand-year soul beast was roughly equivalent to a human Soul Douluo. Chrysanthemum Douluo could handle it alone without any trouble.

In fact, with Lu Leng's current strength, he could have exchanged several rounds with this soul beast without any problem.

But for the sake of safety, Bibi Dong would not let Lu Leng test himself in actual combat.

Of course, Lu Leng would not volunteer either. After all, he was not as poor and pathetic as Tang San, who had to do everything himself just to hunt a soul beast.

Half an hour later, Chrysanthemum Douluo brought the Wind-Treading Unicorn before Lu Leng. He was slightly out of breath, clearly finding this soul beast less than easy to deal with.

That was perfectly normal, though. Compared to humans of the same level, soul beasts were somewhat stronger. Moreover, this Wind-Treading Unicorn specialized in speed. Chrysanthemum Douluo could not go all out against it either. If he failed to control his strength and killed it by accident, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Looks like Bibi Dong will have to take action herself next time.

Thinking this, Lu Leng finished off the Wind-Treading Unicorn with a single slash, then sat cross-legged and began absorbing the soul ring.

Half an hour later, Lu Leng successfully absorbed the forty-seven-thousand-year soul ring.

At that moment, one purple and two black soul rings shone brilliantly around him, filling Hu Liena and Chrysanthemum Douluo with envy.

"What's the soul skill?" Hu Liena could not help asking again.

"A purely offensive area-of-effect skill: Wind Scroll Remnant Thunder. Once activated, eight violent tornadoes spread outward from me as the center. I can also merge the eight tornadoes into one, making it more powerful and adding lightning to it."

"Mm." Bibi Dong nodded, just as she had expected.

"Alright, let's return to Spirit Hall."

After returning to Spirit Hall and staying there for another day, they finally headed back to Spirit Academy with Hu Liena.

During the six months Bibi Dong had been in seclusion, Lu Leng had not been idle either. From time to time, he returned to the academy to undergo Mimis's training.

Because he had not absorbed a soul ring, his Soul Power could not continue to increase, but his cultivation realm had undoubtedly become more solid.

"Where is Teacher Mimis?" Lu Leng asked a teacher after arriving at the office and finding that Mimis was absent.

"I think someone called her to the back mountain. She was here just a moment ago."

"Alright, thank you."

After thanking them, Lu Leng headed toward the back mountain with Hu Liena.