Eve of Parting

The first Spirit Ring beneath Xiao Wu's feet lit up.

"First Spirit Ability, Waist Bow!"

Whoosh! Her Scorpion Braid wrapped around Tang San's neck, and her whole body sprang into the air.

With her back to him, Xiao Wu kicked backward with one foot, planting it against his waist. Using that as a pivot, Tang San was hoisted high into an upside-down position.

Coming to his senses, he tried to untie the braid around his neck, but it was already too late. He could only watch helplessly as the ground rushed closer and closer!

Bang!

"Aah!" Tang San screamed. This time, Xiao Wu had not held back at all. It felt as though every bone in his body ached.

Before he could fully process it, the sensation of weightlessness struck again.

"First Spirit Ability! Waist Bow!"

Tang San's pupils contracted. Is Xiao Wu really trying to kill me?

Bang bang bang!

Ignoring his thoughts, Xiao Wu mechanically used her First Spirit Ability over and over.

Ye Qiu had just torn off all the Blue Silver Grass on his body when a chill ran through him, making his heart pound. It's him! He's nearby!

He hurriedly called out, his voice somewhat urgent. "That's enough, Xiao Wu!"

Slap! He grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist. "Forget it."

"But, Xiao Qiu..."

"Enough, don't say any more!" Ye Qiu slowly tightened his grip around her wrist until it turned red.

Xiao Wu winced in pain and looked at Ye Qiu strangely.

Tang San, lying on the ground, had already fainted. Several of his bones might have been broken.

"Wang Sheng, take Tang San and put him on the bed!" Ye Qiu shouted at them.

Yet none of them moved.

Only after Xiao Wu glared at them did they snap out of it. "Okay, okay!"

Xiao Wu could not be bothered with however they handled Tang San. She wrapped herself around Ye Qiu's arm and looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

He did not answer. He merely stroked her head. The Martial Soul beneath the Black Silk quietly activated. Focusing his attention, his gaze passed through the walls and swept the surroundings.

Only after confirming that nothing was amiss did Ye Qiu finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Noticing that something was off with him, Xiao Wu raised her delicate hand and placed it over his forehead. "Xiao Qiu, are you feeling unwell? Did you hurt yourself somewhere?"

"It's nothing. I just want some peace and quiet."

"Who's Jingjing?" Xiao Wu pouted. She had given Tang San such a thorough beating, yet Xiao Qiu had not even praised her.

With a bitter smile, he did not answer. He felt a little exhausted. What a silly rabbit. She's got such a big heart!

Seeing that Wang Sheng and the others had more or less settled Tang San down, Ye Qiu was just about to have someone call Master.

Bang bang bang!

At that moment, the dormitory door was pounded like raindrops. Whoever had come was clearly in a terrible mood.

After knocking for a long time without anyone opening it, an angry voice rang out. "Xiao Wu! Hurry up and make them open the door!"

Wang Sheng and the others recognized the voice, but none of them dared to step forward.

"Yu Xiaogang?" Ye Qiu murmured. As expected! His senses had not been wrong. Tang Hao had been nearby just now! Otherwise, how could Yu Xiaogang have learned so quickly that something had happened to Tang San?

Without hesitating further, Ye Qiu was about to open the door when Xiao Wu's worried voice stopped him. "Xiao Qiu."

He gave her a reassuring look.

He opened the door and faced him calmly.

Standing there was Yu Xiaogang in his scholar's robes. His usual expressionless face was now glaring in fury, with terror lingering in his eyes.

His mouth and nose were still heaving with heavy breaths, showing just how fast he had rushed over.

Yu Xiaogang had not wanted to run so desperately, but he had no choice!

He had been reading peacefully in his room when his idol, the Clear Sky Douluo, came looking for him again!

He had told him that his disciple, his future golden signboard, had been beaten unconscious by a little girl.

How could he dare delay after receiving such news? He had immediately sprinted over.

After knocking laboriously for quite a while, the door had finally opened!

"What are you trying to do? Are you rebelling?!" Seeing Wang Sheng and the others huddled together inside, anger surged through him!

His gaze passed over Ye Qiu and landed sharply on Xiao Wu as he prepared to lecture her.

"Tang San is over there." Ye Qiu could not be bothered listening to his nonsense and pointed at Tang San sprawled on the bed.

"Little San!" Seeing the figure lying flat on the bed, Yu Xiaogang hurried over.

"Little San, Little San!" No matter how hard he shook him, there was no response. Terror gradually filled his mind.

He was merely trash expelled from his clan, a fraud cast out of Spirit Hall by the Saintess, a fool abandoned by his younger female cousin. But he did not want to die after enduring ridicule for most of his life. He wanted to prove himself to the world!

"Damn it! How dare you? If anything happens to Little San, all of you will be buried with him!" He glared viciously at Xiao Wu, his eyes bloodshot as spittle flew from his mouth.

"Hmph! He was the one who attacked first!" Xiao Wu was not afraid of some useless uncle who was only level 29.

"Master, don't worry. He probably only broke a few bones. As long as you take him to a Healing System Soul Master soon, he should be fine."

Ye Qiu tugged at Xiao Wu's sleeve, telling her not to speak any further as he urged Yu Xiaogang to take Tang San away.

Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Yu Xiaogang finally recovered somewhat. After placing a hand on Tang San's neck to examine him, he relaxed.

The wind outside blew past, making him shudder. His back was already soaked with sweat.

"Hmph! It had better be true. Otherwise, not one of you will get away!" After leaving behind that threat, he had no time for further words and carried Tang San away on his back.

Ye Qiu gazed into the night outside. Beside the sprinting Yu Xiaogang, there seemed to be a black figure, too indistinct to see clearly.

"Xiao Qiu, how about we leave Nuoding Academy?" Xiao Wu's voice came from beside the Ye Qiu who was still staring blankly outside.

Leave? Where would we go? Could we even get away? He said nothing more and pulled her into his embrace. "Don't worry. Get some rest early. It'll be fine in a few days."

"Mm." Xiao Wu replied softly. She did not know what Ye Qiu was thinking. All she could do was trust him.

Late at night, the lights in Dormitory Seven went out. Everyone else had long since fallen asleep, but Ye Qiu could not sleep no matter what.

After what happened this time, Tang Hao will definitely see me as an obstacle. There isn't much time left for me to stay by Xiao Wu's side!

"Xiao Wu?"

Still pondering matters, Ye Qiu suddenly noticed that Xiao Wu had climbed up from the bed beside him.

She quietly walked over to Ye Qiu's bed and, without ceremony, lay down beside him.

Xiao Wu leaned over him, wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezed into his embrace, and rubbed her head against him.

"Xiao Qiu~ It's been so long since we've lain together like this! Hold me, okay?"

Her sweet voice soothed the heart and soul.

His originally stiff body and troubled heart both eased considerably.

Holding the soft girl in his arms, he met her gaze.

Perhaps he should make a trip to the Soul Hunting Forest. Without any Soul Skills, he did not even have the slightest guarantee of safety.

In a situation like today, he had actually needed Xiao Wu to step in.

He had long made up his mind that even if something happened to him, he absolutely could not let anything happen to Xiao Wu. Sacrifice or anything like that did not exist!

Ye Qiu did not like the idea of a dead wife's Spirit Ring.

While he was still thinking about tomorrow's itinerary, a soft, familiar touch landed on his lips.

After several breaths, Xiao Wu spoke again.

"Xiao Qiu~ Rest early, okay~ Xiao Wu will always stay with you!"

"Mm."