Oscar, Xiao Ao

Early morning.

Tang San had risen at daybreak. Cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes every day had become something he had to do. Besides, there were several important matters he needed to handle quickly this morning.

When he stepped out of the dormitory he shared with Oscar, the sky outside was still dark.

Tang San leaped onto the roof of a house and began cultivating while facing the faint purple qi gradually appearing in the east.

Pressure was also motivation. After yesterday's battle, he could vaguely sense that his Soul Power was on the verge of breaking through level twenty-nine and entering level thirty. Once he reached level thirty and cultivated until his Soul Power was full, he could hunt his third Soul Beast and gain another Soul Ring. At that point, his strength would undergo another qualitative leap.

When the sun rose, Tang San returned to the dormitory. Oscar was still hugging his blanket and sleeping soundly. When Tang San had woken him this morning to ask about yesterday's test, he had even been drooling in his sleep.

"Oscar, wake up." Tang San gave Oscar a shove.

"What is it? Let me sleep a little longer," Oscar mumbled.

Tang San frowned. "Get up already. It's late. Don't you know that the morning is the most important part of the day?" "All right. Hey, Tang San. We're roommates from now on, so how about we get acquainted? Let me introduce myself. I'm Oscar, a level twenty-nine Tool Soul Master. My Martial Soul is sausage. People call me Sausage Specialty. You can call me Sausage Specialty Oscar, or just Xiao Ao."

Tang San smiled. "Wasn't it Uncle Great Sausage?"

"Pah, pah! What Uncle Great Sausage? I'll shave after I get up. Then you'll see my handsome, dashing, suave, and refined side. The Academy has gotten a few pretty junior girls, so I can't keep moping around like this. That Dai Mubai guy has clearly set his sights on that icy beauty, so I can only reluctantly pursue Lan Xue."

"What did you say?" Tang San frowned. When Oscar said he wanted to pursue Lan Xue, he felt a little annoyed.

"Haha, looks like you're after Lan Xue. I won't compete with you, don't worry. As they say, a friend's wife is fair game—ah, no, a friend's wife is not to be trifled with. Hehe, I won't have any thoughts about your Lan Xue."

Looking at the strange light flashing in Oscar's peach-blossom eyes, Tang San was speechless. He could not be bothered to explain further.

Oscar closed his eyes again. "By the way, I'm different from you all. You're Battle Soul Masters. I'm a Tool Soul Master, and a food-type one at that. I don't need to cultivate as troublesomely as you do. Bro, please don't disturb me. Let me sleep a little longer."

Tang San said helplessly, "Then tell me where Lan Xue lives first. I want to go see her."

Oscar said, "Leave our dormitory and turn left. About thirty meters away, there's a wooden house. That's where Lan Xue and Ning Rongrong live. But let me remind you, the Academy has clear rules: male students can't casually harass female students. Otherwise, the school rules are very strict. Our Shrek Academy occupies one-third of this village, while the other side is where the villagers live. Try not to go over there normally."

Shrek Academy truly did not have much money. The entire Academy had simply rented one-third of this village and made some basic renovations. The so-called school buildings were merely wooden houses that had once belonged to the villagers. Fortunately, it was fairly close to Suotuo City, making it convenient enough to buy things.

Tang San left the dormitory again. He was already a little hungry, but compared to Lan Xue, that issue naturally had to wait.

Before long, Tang San arrived outside the dormitory of Lan Xue and Ning Rongrong. Should he just go in? If it were only Lan Xue, it would not matter; before coming to the Academy, the two of them had slept in the same bed for so long. But with another girl there, it was a little inconvenient.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang San ultimately did not enter. Instead, he called softly from outside, "Little Xue, Little Xue."

He did not wait long before the door opened and Lan Xue came out. She was still dressed the same way as yesterday, her face flushed pink.

Lan Xue made a quiet gesture to Tang San. "Rongrong is still cultivating. Don't disturb her. Let's talk somewhere else."

Tang San pulled Lan Xue to an unoccupied spot and lightly patted her butt. "Little Xue, you didn't suffer, did you? You were gone for so long. Do you know how much I missed you? I told you not to be disobedient and run around everywhere."

Lan Xue's face reddened. "I'm fine, Brother. Don't worry, I'm all right. Let's eat first."

Only then did Tang San realize that both he and Lan Xue were starving. He let go of her. "Oh, let's go."