Two Years and Still Not Over It

Nuoding Academy, Dormitory Seven.

A figure sat cross-legged on a bed. Looking closely at him, there was not a trace of childishness left on his handsome face.

Nourished by his Martial Soul and Soul Power, he had also grown far taller than others his age.

In short, he could already be considered a young man.

Inside the dormitory, whenever the children passed nearby, they instinctively slowed their steps and did not dare make a sound, afraid of disturbing the person cultivating.

He was the boss of their dormitory. Though he was usually low-key, anyone who provoked him was guaranteed a harsh lesson.

Suddenly, Mu Zhe's body trembled slightly. A crisp cracking sound seemed to come from within him, followed by Soul Power surging through his body like a spring bursting forth from a dry well.

"Finally, I've broken through to level twenty. I didn't expect Soul Power cultivation to be so difficult. At this rate, it'll take at least thirty or forty years to reach Titled Douluo."

An ordinary Titled Douluo, without some special opportunity, would generally break through in their seventies or eighties.

Only someone as extraordinarily gifted as Bibi Dong could achieve a breakthrough at around forty.

Mu Zhe had been at Nuoding Academy for nearly two years now, and the second school year was almost over.

Even though his Soul Power cultivation was considerably faster than others', he could only raise it by an average of three levels per year.

Even people like Tang San and Xiao Wu, with Innate Full Soul Power, could not maintain an average increase of three levels a year. Their Soul Power was still hovering around levels seventeen and eighteen.

How should he put it? The Soul Power in Nuoding City was simply too sparse.

After stretching his body, which had grown sore and numb from sitting for so long, Mu Zhe rose and left the dormitory, heading for the academic affairs office. This time, he was going there to withdraw from school.

The moment he stepped out of the dormitory, he ran into Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu wore a white dress and was dressed like a little princess, while Tang San... looked like a senior from civil engineering.

Tang San had once wondered why Xiao Wu had suddenly become so wealthy.

But Xiao Wu had only stammered that she had recently found a job.

Yet after a long while, Tang San had never seen Xiao Wu doing any work.

Perhaps Xiao Wu was actually the young lady of some family and had suddenly asked her family for money.

He did not pay it much mind. As long as Xiao Wu remained close to him, that was enough.

When Xiao Wu saw Mu Zhe, her entire body shuddered. A faint blush spread across her face as she pursed her lips, and her long legs unconsciously pressed closer together.

Mu Zhe had truly left too great a shadow over her. Two whole years had passed, and she still had not recovered from it.

Noticing Xiao Wu's abnormal reaction, Tang San revealed a puzzled expression.

Following Xiao Wu's gaze, he saw a student from their year.

Tang San knew that Mu Zhe was exceptionally handsome. He was usually low-key, but his Martial Soul was unknown, and so was his Soul Power.

Tang San could not help feeling his scalp itch, but he did not remember Xiao Wu ever having any contact with Mu Zhe.

"Xiao Wu, do you know him?"

"No. I just thought he looked a little like one of my friends."

Xiao Wu shook her head and quickly returned to normal.

Mu Zhe then walked straight past Tang San and Xiao Wu, finally dispelling Tang San's doubts.

Xiao Wu truly possessed Innate Full Soul Power. She should have come to Nuoding City from a large city, so perhaps she really did know someone familiar to her.

Otherwise, no matter what, he would have made Mu Zhe have a taste of his hidden weapons.

What?

You said he was jealous?

What a joke. If hidden weapons were not used in secret for such things, why would they be called hidden weapons?

Tang San had sworn to make the Tang Sect flourish across the Douluo Continent. Hidden weapons were his foundation.

Mu Zhe passed by with a calm expression, not even glancing at Xiao Wu.

He could sense the trace of resentment hidden in Xiao Wu's gaze toward both him and Tang San, so he was not worried that Xiao Wu would truly grow close to Tang San.

He could even sense that Xiao Wu had been deliberately manipulating Tang San, making him listen to her.

Only someone as starved for affection as Tang San would fall for it.

Hiss!

Thinking about it, that silly rabbit Xiao Wu was actually rather scheming.

But what the hell did that have to do with him? Before him, Xiao Wu still had to be a good little girl.

Unfortunately, he had never learned Tang Hao's whereabouts, so it would not be convenient to take Xiao Wu with him when he left this time.

Moreover, Xiao Wu's Soul Beast aura was also troublesome. The moment she encountered a Titled Douluo, she would definitely be exposed.

From a certain perspective, she was actually safer under Tang Hao's watch.

After all, no one could steal the Spirit Ring Tang Hao had reserved.

Soon, Mu Zhe emerged from the academic affairs office. He was no longer a student of Nuoding Academy.

If he did not withdraw, he would surely cause trouble for the academy's teachers. A student suddenly disappearing would be a major headache for them.

After all, those teachers had taught him for two years. In the end, Mu Zhe chose to follow the proper procedures rather than leave without saying goodbye.

At the school gate stood the same gatekeeper. The moment he saw Mu Zhe, he immediately came forward respectfully.

It had to be said that the gatekeeper was quite skilled at flattering people, and he would even occasionally keep watch for him.

All in all, Mu Zhe had lived quite comfortably over the past two years.

"This is for you."

After tossing out two Gold Soul Coins, Mu Zhe left without looking back.

Within a quiet courtyard grew a strange plant, its entire body covered in golden patterns and emitting a faint glow.

Mu Zhe pushed open the courtyard gate and walked over to the Blue Silver Emperor. Sensing his familiar aura, the Blue Silver Emperor's vines immediately curled around him, coiling around Mu Zhe's wrist.

"It really has been a long time." Mu Zhe smiled and gently stroked the little grass on his hand.

He had brought the Blue Silver Emperor here two years ago to prevent Tang Hao from detecting her.

This city was nearly a hundred li from Nuoding City, while a Titled Douluo's senses only covered several li in every direction. Thus, Tang Hao had never found the Blue Silver Emperor.

But the Blue Silver Emperor did not seem very happy right now. It was probably because he had not come to see her in several months.

However, when Mu Zhe took out a soul bone from his Soul Tool, the Blue Silver Emperor became lively again.

She instantly wrapped herself around it, even using her vines to gently stroke Mu Zhe's hand, appearing exceptionally affectionate.

"Now, it's time for us to leave too. Hmm, let's go to Suotuo City."

Suotuo City was a city Mu Zhe was relatively "familiar" with, so going there would be more convenient.

The Blue Silver Emperor did not seem to know whether she understood, merely nodding her branches dazedly.

After leaving the courtyard, Mu Zhe immediately went to the market and hired a carriage bound for Suotuo City.

The carriage traveled for several days. Mu Zhe cultivated the entire time, occasionally teasing the Blue Silver Emperor on his hand, so the journey was not too dull.

Until Mu Zhe felt the carriage gradually come to a stop.

"My lord, we've arrived at Suotuo City," the coachman's respectful voice called from outside the carriage.

After getting down, Mu Zhe looked over Suotuo City's streets. Compared to Nuoding City, the streets before him were far livelier, bustling with traffic and extremely prosperous. Many of the pedestrians on the road were Soul Masters.

After looking around for a moment, Mu Zhe was about to withdraw his gaze when the corner of his eye caught sight of a blond man entering through the city gate.

The blond man was around 1.8 meters tall, half a head taller than Mu Zhe. He had broad shoulders and powerful muscles. Most striking of all, the man had double pupils in his eyes.

The man looked travel-worn, but he wore a set of luxurious clothes.

Seeing this appearance, Mu Zhe had a guess about his identity.

Could this be Dai Mubai? Had he just arrived in Suotuo City?