Kill Yuhao and Take His Soul Bone?

Shrek's accommodations were terrible—or rather, the freshmen's accommodations were terrible!

"The flooring in my home's bathroom is made of red agate. Shrek's freshman dorms aren't even as big as my bathroom. Can they not even afford to build better dormitories for new students?"

As they walked along the streets of Shrek City, Wu Feng kept complaining beside Ning Tian. She had practically wanted to tear down that dorm herself and pay to renovate it lavishly.

There was something even more outrageous that she had not mentioned.

There was not even a private bathroom in a dorm room! That was simply too much. Not even dogs would live there!

"Could it be that they simply never considered the freshmen's feelings? Having a place to stay is good enough. It's not like you're at home."

Shrugging, Ning Wuque unusually echoed Wu Feng's complaints. Shrek's accommodations truly were rather poor.

Fortunately, he did not care about that at all. Back in the clan, there had been times when he trained to his limit in the middle of the night, rested for a while, then simply lay down on the ground with the sky as his blanket. Of course, his grandfather Zhang Can would always pick him up afterward and carry him back to his room, covering him with a soft quilt.

Ning Tian nodded without offering an opinion, though she clearly agreed.

"Welcome, Young Mistress. How may I serve you?"

Before long, the three arrived at a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan property in Shrek City. A six-ring Soul Emperor approached them and respectfully bowed before Ning Tian.

Ning Tian spoke directly.

"Please prepare a house close to the academy. It needs to be furnished and ready to move into, brand-new."

"Certainly. Please come inside and rest while you wait."

"Mm."

Ning Tian nodded and led the other two inside to rest and wait.

If Ning Wuque were going to live with them as well, Ning Tian would put on a show and buy a house to keep things somewhat discreet. But since it was only her and Wu Feng...

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan did not lack money. Even in Shrek City, they could dabble in real estate.

Ning Tian and the others were placed in a VIP lounge. After dismissing the maids, she reclined on the sofa, raised her chin, and gave Ning Wuque a look.

Sitting to Ning Tian's right, he began explaining why he had protected Huo Yuhao earlier when she started asking about it.

"Huo Yuhao is quite lucky. Ning Tian, you must have made some guesses about his First Soul Ring, right? Your guess was correct, though slightly off.

"As for me, I can obtain some benefits from him. You understand that the longer one lives, the more one knows, right? That's roughly it."

"What kind of riddle are you speaking, Wuque? Can you make it clearer? I don't understand."

"Feng Mei."

Ning Tian shook her head at the slightly impatient Wu Feng, signaling that she need not concern herself with this matter. It was enough that she and Ning Wuque understood.

Seeing this, Wu Feng leaned against Ning Tian's shoulder like an aggrieved child. They were being all mysterious and leaving her out—how awful...

She wanted to know what had happened back then too! But this was Ning Tian's wish, and she would not disobey her.

"Wuque, did you obtain that thing?"

What Ning Tian meant was the soul bone that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was guaranteed to drop. A single Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was enough for her to set aside her morals, if only a little.

Besides, this could only be considered a normal case of killing someone for treasure. There was no question of morality involved. She and Huo Yuhao had only met once at most. If she could not obtain the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, then the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone should belong to the one with "virtue"!

Even if she could not use it herself, she could give it to Ning Wuque, Wu Feng, or even the Grand Elders of her family or clan.

However, Ning Wuque's next answer extinguished the faint killing intent that had risen within Ning Tian.

"He doesn't have one, and neither do I. The situation is rather special. Leave this matter to me."

"Mm."

Ning Tian nodded, not doubting the truth of Ning Wuque's words in the slightest. Since he had said so, she would leave the matter there. At the same time, she stopped herself from asking what Ning Wuque could gain from Huo Yuhao.

Everyone had secrets. Ning Wuque would respect hers, and she would likewise respect his privacy.

If she needed something, Wuque would surely think of her and take the initiative to give it to her, wouldn't he?

Before long, the Soul Emperor who had received Ning Tian earlier returned and led them to the property prepared for Ning Tian.

There were still several days before Shrek Academy officially began.

That evening, Ning Wuque left Ning Tian's residence but did not return to the dormitory to rest. Instead, he began cultivating at the edge of Shrek Academy's training field.

He did not take off his school uniform, because there was no need to.

With the enormous Soul-Nourishing Jade Ning Tian had lent him strapped to his back, he adjusted his training equipment to a suitable weight and began doing one-finger push-ups.

Whenever one finger could no longer support him, he switched to another. He continued until all ten fingers of both hands were too stiff to move, by which time night had fallen.

There was no one else left on the field by then, yet Ning Wuque's cultivation had only just begun.

He stood upside down on the track, using his feet to brace the Soul-Nourishing Jade while his palms walked forward like legs.

Only after his arms, palms, and all ten fingers could no longer move did he begin training his lower body, moving from running to frog jumps, then squats.

With the Soul-Nourishing Jade on his back, Ning Wuque could rely on the Soul Power within it to assist his cultivation, saving a great deal of training time.

This series of exercises continued until five in the morning, when the sky began to brighten. Only after finishing his final set of squats did he stop to rest.

Calling it rest, he actually recovered some of his fatigue before sitting cross-legged atop the Soul-Nourishing Jade, cultivating while restoring his mental state.

By eight in the morning, crowds began passing by the field. Some were childhood sweethearts cuddling affectionately, while several boys gathered together to chat.

Ning Wuque, meanwhile, finished cultivating, sat cross-legged on the Soul-Nourishing Jade, lowered his head, and fell asleep.

Two hours of sleep a day were still necessary. Any less would affect his training efficiency. Otherwise, he would have loved to replace sleep with cultivation entirely, spending all twenty-four hours of the day either training his body or cultivating Soul Power while resting.

Uninterrupted limit training!

At ten o'clock, Ning Wuque casually stuffed several compressed meat balls into his stomach, took two swallows of a specially mixed drink, and continued training.

His strange behavior naturally drew attention, but this was Shrek. People were either curious about Ning Wuque or impressed by how hard he worked.

He had already entered the best academy on the entire Douluo Continent, and classes had not even started yet, but he was already working this hard? It made them seem so idle.

Before long, time slowly passed amid Ning Wuque's training.

"It's finally over. I've been watching him since seven this morning, and that guy's stamina is absurdly strong."

"Yeah. He can already use a treasure like the Soul-Nourishing Jade, yet he still trains like this. Doesn't he get tired?"

"Isn't that direction not toward the cafeteria?"

"That direction leads to the Great Soul Arena. Don't tell me that after training all day, he plans to go fight a few Soul Arena matches too? Does he really need to push himself that hard?"