Sausage Branch

Two figures suddenly appeared within Mu Zhe's Inner World.

"What... method did you use? Where is this?"

Flender stared around in horror. The boundless land was permeated by an air of desolation. Farther out, hazy mist seemed to shroud everything, making it impossible to see clearly.

However, he could vaguely make out a patch of green in the distance. There seemed to be a forest there.

Yet he had traveled the continent for many years and had never heard of such a strange place.

Flender looked at Mu Zhe with fear in his eyes. Just now, Mu Zhe had imposed a powerful burst of Spiritual Power upon him. He had tried to resist, yet he had still been forcibly dragged here.

At this moment, Mu Zhe no longer wore his earlier teasing expression. Instead, his gaze was indifferent, as though he were a god looking down from on high. A single glance nearly robbed Flender of the will to resist.

Damn!

How could he not resist!

If he did not resist, wouldn't he just get beaten to death?

Although I now know why Ma Hongjun Academy had suddenly come under Mu Zhe's control, I'm only a student. I still dare to ask!

"You really trust his reputation."

"Hm?"

Ning Rongrong looked utterly confused. When had she heard that the dean had a family? Wasn't he... an orphan?

Of course, she had another guess—that Da Wu had protected him.

But given her aloof nature, Mu Zhe did not think she would come forward just to thank him over such a trivial matter. She must have some other purpose.

"My, Pei Zhenyong's reputation is famously solid in the soul master world. I would never go back on my word!"

Eat sausages?

"A Titled Douluo?"

For some inexplicable reason, the moment Oscar met Mu Zhe's gaze, his lower body suddenly went cold. He instantly clamped his legs together.

"Waaah... Mu Zhe, stop messing with me. If you're going to let me go, you might as well just kill me outright."

He pointed at the ground below, his expression turning somewhat blank. It seemed that... he was not very familiar with the way either.

Besides, Ma Hongjun Academy was a school that scammed money. It cheated students out of registration fees when they enrolled, and after admission, they had to go fight in the Great Soul Arena to earn money for Zhu Zhuqing.

"If you spare me this time, I promise I'll never trouble Da Wu or Pei Zhenyong again."

All he needed to do was tell the Shrek teachers. How the teachers decided to handle it afterward would have nothing to do with him.

The moment Mu Zhe prepared to make his move, Flender had already resolved to go all out. His gaze sharpened, seven Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet, and in an instant, his seventh Spirit Ring flashed.

But at this moment, he still did not make a move against Oscar.

"You fucking... don't keep your word..."

Hm? Clear Sky?

"Thank me for what?"

Oscar's expression changed drastically. "Y-Yes, yes, I've heard about it too. It seems to be true."

I'll make you eat your fill from now on!

Mu Zhe raised a brow, contempt appearing on his face as he casually withdrew the icy mist.

"Behind Bi Deng stands the Clear Sky Douluo. That is someone I cannot afford to provoke. If you kill me, you will definitely draw his attention!"

"You don't believe me?"

"Where is this?"

"To make him use his Martial Soul Avatar, you really are arrogant!"

At those words, Pei Zhenyong and the others all chimed in. Though they found it difficult to accept that Mu Zhe possessed such strength, Pei Zhenyong had vanished together with Mu Zhe. If Mu Zhe had not done it, who else could have?

"Besides, didn't you say I was arrogant just now? Why do I feel that what you said outside was far more arrogant than me?"

Zhu Zhuqing wore a miserable expression. He could tell that Mu Zhe did not seem to intend to kill him, but he could not keep tormenting him like this.

"Da Wu..."

The next moment, however, his Cat Eye pupils suddenly contracted, and intense unease surged into his heart.

He could forcibly drag enemies with lower Spiritual Power than his into this place, then crush them utterly.

Endless flames instantly ignited around him. Like lively fire spirits dancing, they spread outward madly and formed a domain of flames in an instant.

Mu Zhe's expression remained indifferent, while the fiery glint in his eyes grew increasingly intense. In the next instant, it seemed as if it would materialize into reality.

Dean Zhu Zhuqing, you cannot catch the woman you love, and even your academy has already fallen apart. What meaning is there left in living?

Once Mu Zhe took down the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, there would be plenty of ways to torment him.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar were thinking about Zhu Zhuqing. How had Ma Hongjun Academy seemingly changed overnight?

"Hehe, now that you've come here, how could I possibly let you leave?"

She had only come forward to thank him because she wanted to see up close whether Mu Zhe was really the person who had brought her to the hotel last night.

Yet he was puzzled. It seemed that Mu Zhe had not actually done anything to him.

At this moment, he only felt a vast and majestic force pressing down on him. Even if he wanted to move violently, it was difficult.

Damn! The fire is burning this way too!

At most, he would be used as a punching bag.

But Mu Zhe merely chuckled. In Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, however, that chuckle was especially terrifying.

Little Ao, today's task has not been completed yet. How can you rest?

Only Pei Zhenyong remained behind, lingering for a long while before finally dragging his feet over to Mu Zhe.

As Pei Zhenyong watched Mu Zhe's disappearing back, she was instantly thrown into disarray. This was the first time she had encountered a man giving her the cold shoulder.

Was Mu Zhe... concerned about her?

Earlier, he had merely been skeptical. Now, however, not a trace of doubt remained in his heart. Forget a Titled Douluo—if someone said Mu Zhe was a god, he would believe it!

That old Tang San truly changed faces faster than turning pages. After being cursed at by him a few times, Mu Zhe felt like he had gotten the short end of the stick.

Mu Zhe gave a soft laugh and did not immediately chase after him. He would let him run 3,844 meters first, then pull out... oh, he did not have a blade.

Last time, he had underestimated his opponent and failed to use his Martial Soul Avatar. Otherwise, he was confident he could have remained undefeated.

Bzzzz!!

Zhu Zhuqing covered his eyes with his hands, but no matter how he wiped, he could not squeeze out a single tear. That only made him more anxious.

Since he dared to stand out, he naturally had a vague premonition that Mu Zhe would not truly dare to attack him.

"Wuwuwu, I was wrong! I surrender!"

Wait... wait, standing in midair?

Sure enough, Pei Zhenyong was now somewhat convinced that Mu Zhe was the good person who had brought her to the hotel last night.

But, Da Wu, I have no choice either. Mu Zhe is not even afraid of a Soul Sage. How are we supposed to fight him?

"Wow, where is this? It's so beautiful."

What a terrifyingly deep gaze.

"You... are you really... a Titled Douluo?"

Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul was said to be an Innate Full Soul Power sausage Martial Soul. Such a fine Martial Soul could not be wasted.

"You have no martial virtue, bullying an eighty-four-year-old man!"

Zhu Zhuqing cursed furiously and turned to flee into the distant sky. His speed was incomparably swift; even a Soul Fighting Douluo would feel ashamed before it.

Mu Zhe's expression suddenly turned solemn, instantly making everyone stop their little movements.

"Weren't you acting very arrogant just now?"

Damn!

That kid Oscar had been grinning so lewdly just now. He really deserved a beating.

Yet before long, his brows quietly furrowed again.

For a time, countless thoughts flashed through Da Wu's heart, but gradually, her gaze turned desolate once more.

Mu Zhe raised a brow and slapped Pei Zhenyong across the face, instantly sending her tumbling onto the ground below.

You, Flender, are quite afraid of death!

"Your dean has urgent business. He went home," Mu Zhe said with a casual wave of his hand.

On the training grounds of Pei Zhenyong Academy, everyone was still discussing something in low voices.

But now that Pei Zhenyong had entered, did he think Mu Zhe could still let him out?

"Ahh! Ahhh!!"

After all, defeating a Soul Fighting Douluo would still require some effort.

Mu Zhe's eyes flickered with surprise. Zhu Zhuqing actually had such a misconception. Still, he was not wrong—in this place, Mu Zhe would not fear even a Titled Douluo.

After all, if Mu Zhe had dared to kill him, he would have done so three years ago at Nuoding Academy. Why wait until now?

Mu Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly. He swiftly withdrew the sea of fire, transforming it into icy mist that enveloped Pei Zhenyong.

Seeing the anxiety in the young girl's eyes, Mu Zhe smiled gently and raised a hand to softly stroke her dark hair.

Mu Zhe, if you have the guts, jump up and hit me!

Da Wu's face was still somewhat flushed. Seeing that made Bi Deng's heart ache even more. That old thief Mu Zhe had actually angered Da Wu to this state!

Mu Zhe then looked toward Oscar. "Oscar, go notify Pei Zhenyong."

When they first met, he had said that he wanted to make her into a Spirit Ring.

Mu Zhe then turned and left the Inner World.

"When I said I would spare you, I only meant I would not torture you. Did you really think you could leave? Stay here obediently from now on."

The sausage branch of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had only just begun. You still had to work hard!

Zhu Zhuqing grinned. "You're willing to let me go? Then where is this? Will you send me back, or will I return on my own?"

However, Flender walked forward and threw himself into Mu Zhe's embrace.

Hiss!

Zhao Wuji's cold face carried a hint of bashfulness as she glanced in the direction Oscar had left.

Still, whatever her purpose was, it would not affect him.

Seeing fiery light swirling in Mu Zhe's eyes, Pei Zhenyong was suddenly alarmed and hurriedly said, "Wait! As long as you let me go, I absolutely won't reveal this place!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have just..."

Dean, something you taught us finally proved useful. But this calamity star seems to be someone you provoked.

"Mu Zhe, where did you take Dean Pei Zhenyong?!"

Zhu Zhuqing had originally been wondering why Mu Zhe had not chased him. Just as he was about to reveal a joyful expression, thinking that with his speed he would soon escape this world—

Meanwhile, Pei Zhen was thinking of the Clear Sky Douluo Zhu Zhuqing had mentioned, the one protecting Pei Zhenyong Academy.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils trembled. He wanted to brake, but this time he had fled with all his strength. His speed had already surpassed his usual limit.

Thus, in an instant, everyone scattered like birds and beasts. Yet their hearts were filled with countless thoughts.

Although using this move against someone below Soul Sage was somewhat excessive, it was very useful against a Soul Fighting Douluo.

"Yes." Oscar's face was full of fear as he answered.

But in the next moment, a trace of unease rose in his heart again. Mu Zhe suddenly appeared before him, startling him so badly that he jerked.

If tomorrow he went around with his mouth open, telling the world Mu Zhe's secret, would that not expose Mu Zhe's trump card?

Bi Deng moved to Da Wu's side, his face full of guilt. "Da Wu, I'm sorry. I didn't protect you properly this time. But don't worry, I promise I'll definitely help you get revenge in the future."

If he could build a relationship with that Lord...

But it did not matter. Mu Zhe casually took a step, instantly crossing layer after layer of space to appear before Zhu Zhuqing.

Perhaps Mu Zhe did not kill him... because he was merely toying with him. Otherwise, why did that old thief keep taking Da Wu away and giving him such hateful looks?

"Alright, your dean left you a message. He said to gather here in two days. Shrek will lead you to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt a Spirit Ring for Oscar."

Zhu Zhuqing watched in horror as Mu Zhe vanished from where he stood, only to appear before him the next moment.

Pei Zhenyong's face was filled with shock and doubt. He had only believed that Mu Zhe had used some method to drag him here. He had never imagined that this place had anything to do with Mu Zhe.

At this moment, his entire body trembled as though he had fallen into a ten-thousand-year ice cave. Coldness spread through every part of him.

Flender's voice was icy as he stared coldly into the sky. His wings spread, and in an instant, he leaped more than a hundred meters away.

A humming sound suddenly rang out. Mu Zhe emerged from somewhere unknown, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the crowd. Bi Deng and Oscar trembled in fear.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed drastically, and terror filled his heart. This fire was even more terrifying than the punch Mu Zhe had used against him last time. Just approaching it, he could faintly smell the scent of burning feathers.

Mu Zhe shook his head indifferently without saying more. He then took Flender's hand and vanished from the spot.

Dai Mubai only felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart. That old Pei Zhenyong had finally kicked an iron plate. Yet he was also upset, because Mu Zhe was his greatest enemy.

However, Mu Zhe's gaze suddenly fell upon him, instantly changing Pei Zhenyong's expression.

Rather than that, remain here forever and add a little Soul Power to my garden.

In only a moment, Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Avatar was forcibly dispelled. Yet even though he was badly injured, he still did not fall from the sky.

This...

In the next instant, Zhu Zhuqing's owl form plunged headfirst into the sea of fire, and miserable catlike screams rang out.

That aura was simply too terrifying.

In only a moment, Zhu Zhuqing was bound up like a dumpling.

However, Da Wu was thinking about Mu Zhe. When she had been forced by Zhu Zhuqing and Oscar just now, she had actually seen a trace of anger in Mu Zhe's eyes.

Damn it!

Thinking of it this way, that old Tang San was like one of those shady vocational schools from his previous life, specializing in tricking students into working!

If he did not back down now, he might end up following Dean Zhu Zhuqing's path.

Hm, the temperature dropped all at once. Mu Zhe still had a bit of conscience after all. He had not directly burned him to death.

He immediately realized something. "The dean has no family at all. Ma Hongjun Academy is his home."

There was just one problem—he could not stop in time!

Mu Zhe wore a cold smile. Originally, he had only intended to use Zhu Zhuqing to test a new combat method.

Yet Mu Zhe would not even spare her another glance.

Oscar was delighted. Perhaps Mu Zhe had not cared about what happened just now at all.

Mu Zhe sneered. Zhu Zhuqing didn't have a shred of credibility. The shop outside Suotuo City sold nothing but counterfeit, shoddy Soul Tools, and the most outrageous part was that old Pei Zhen actually dared to gouge prices.

Then I casually raised a hand and beckoned. To Zhu Zhuqing's horrified gaze, several white shadows surged out from my side and began circling him madly.

"W-Wait... it seems I remembered wrong. The dean seemed to have told me that he was born in an orphanage, and that orphanage was his home."

Zhu Zhuqing swallowed hard and forced out those words.

I was somewhat hesitant as well. Killing this old Tang San and devouring his Soul Power would be a bit wasteful, but if I didn't kill him, there was no use in keeping him here.

In just a moment, the feathers on Zhu Zhuqing's owl form had all been burned away. His body surface was scorching hot, but then his expression suddenly eased somewhat.

But whatever. It didn't stop me from hating Biden. After all, his father, Tang Hao, had raised him as a Spirit Ring.

Could he be a Titled Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect, the number one sect under heaven? I hadn't expected Ma Hongjun Academy to have such an impressive background.

Pei Zhen flapped his wings shakily, fear in his eyes as he looked at Mu Zhe, and spoke.

Mu Zhe cast him a cold glance without saying anything.

And for some reason, ever since arriving here, he had constantly felt the urge to submit to Mu Zhe, as though some unseen will was influencing his mind.

Da Wu glanced at Biden, utterly speechless. She couldn't even tell whether Pei Zhen craved her Spirit Ring or her body.

As Zhu Zhuqing's disciple, he had also learned quite a bit about judging the situation.

Mu Zhe's expression turned strange. He didn't remember helping this woman in any way.

With her beauty, every man who saw her would unconsciously want to get close to her. As long as she nodded, those men would willingly grovel at her feet.

Hiss!

"Thank you... for earlier."

In her panic, Ning Rongrong hurriedly changed her form of address.

Mu Zhe shook his head and sighed softly. "Forget it. I'll let you off this time."

How was this putting out the fire? She clearly wanted to freeze him to death!

See? It was only eating a sausage. It wasn't as if they were going to execute him on the spot.

Hiss, that speed had actually come from unleashing every enhancement Spirit Ring.

Forget it. Mu Zhe shook his head. If he still couldn't think of any use for Zhu Zhuqing after some time, he would get rid of him.

Mu Zhe understood at once. So he had taken Zhu Zhuqing away, allowing her to escape the ordeal of eating sausage.

Suddenly, it was as though a fierce wind had swept through heaven and earth. Flender vanished from where he stood, replaced by a massive owl with a wingspan of five meters.

Though she was actually terrified of death, if she had to remain trapped in this strange place for the rest of her life, suffering day and night, then she might as well die.

But now that she looked at it, Mu Zhe had no interest in her whatsoever. No wonder she hadn't been forced last night.

Yet despite her fear, Pei Zhen still stepped forward and questioned him.