As he watched Zhu Zhuqing's graceful figure disappear, Flender felt no appreciation whatsoever. Instead, it was as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.
No! I'm a Soul Saint practically at the Soul Douluo level, and I'm giving you guidance. Did you have to be this disrespectful!?
Flender raised a hand, wanting to stop her, but when the words reached his lips, he had no idea what to say.
After all, all he could offer Zhu Zhuqing were a few techniques, and a handful of techniques alone could not bridge a gap of nearly ten levels of Soul Power.
Afterward, Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at each other in silence. They could only sigh and go about their own business, leaving Dai Mubai alone in utter confusion.
After all, an academy was not a sect and could not control its students' personal freedom.
Well, with certain sect academies excluded.
Moreover, a Soul Master Academy was ultimately only a brief stop in a Soul Master's journey of growth. In the eyes of true experts, a graduation certificate was entirely dispensable. Naturally, it could not bind Zhu Zhuqing.
As Zhu Zhuqing walked through the streets, she gradually regained control of her body, though her eyes remained somewhat vacant.
After all, Zhu Zhuqing was only a twelve-year-old girl. With limited life experience, she had suddenly embarked on an entirely new path. Even with the Evil Eyes Saint King supporting her from behind, confusion was inevitable.
"Stop spacing out and hurry up to find that person. Whether I can become a god in the future will depend entirely on your performance. Besides, you wouldn't want anything unpleasant to happen to your beloved sister and father, would you~?"
By the end, the Evil Eyes Saint King's once dignified voice had abruptly taken on a