Shrek Academy's Students, Each More Lewd Than the Last

As the girl in the white dress spoke,

the blond youth who had previously displayed three soul rings stared fixedly at her, his gaze wolfish.

Zhu Zhuqing followed the group.

It would soon be her turn to take the test.

But just then,

the blond youth with three soul rings greedily looked her way again.

The blond youth's gaze drew everyone else's attention toward her.

The black-haired youth looked her over appraisingly.

Then the girl with the scorpion braid beside him pinched him hard.

Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face turned icy.

She had a very poor impression of this academy.

Both the academy itself and these students.

The subsequent tests proceeded in an orderly fashion.

Through their conversation, Zhu Zhuqing learned that the black-haired youth was named Tang San, the girl with the scorpion braid was called Xiao Wu, and the girl who had caught Teacher's attention was Ning Rongrong.

As for the blond youth, his name was Dai Mubai.

Zhu Zhuqing's delicate brows furrowed.

She knew who this Dai Mubai was.

I wonder where Li Zhixian is now?

Has he found some fine wine? He must be drinking to his heart's content again.

Dai Mubai's appearance did not stir the slightest ripple in Zhu Zhuqing's heart. She was thinking of that free-spirited, unrestrained white-robed youth.

If Li Zhixian were by her side right now, she certainly would not be this bored.

The group headed toward the next testing site.

Zhu Zhuqing walked alone at the very back.

At that moment, a fragrant breeze drifted over. The girl in the white dress approached, extended her hand, and smiled.

"Hello, you're Zhu Zhuqing, right?"

"My name is Ning Rongrong. Nice to meet you."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her hand and replied coolly,

"Hello."

Ning Rongrong was a little awkward, but she still smiled as she searched for something to talk about.

Up ahead, Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, who already knew one another, were chatting.

Tang San smiled.

"What were you looking at just now?"

"Thinking of preying on another girl again?"

Dai Mubai stroked his chin, his wicked eyes flickering slightly.

"I feel like..."

"Zhu Zhuqing's aura feels very familiar."

Xiao Wu spat.

"What do you mean, her aura feels familiar? You make lust sound so nice!"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Dai Mubai's face, but he still declared confidently,

"Anyway, I've set my sights on Zhu Zhuqing. No matter what, I'm going to win her over!"

They were almost at the next testing site.

At that moment,

a soft, mushy voice rang out.

"Selling sausages, selling sausages!"

"Don't miss out if you're passing by! Oscar-brand Sausages, one for five copper coins!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked over in confusion and saw a burly man with a full beard and peach blossom eyes hawking his wares.

Up ahead, Tang San was about to buy Xiao Wu a sausage.

Ning Rongrong asked Zhu Zhuqing,

"Zhuqing, do you want one?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head.

"No, thank you."

"Then all right, I won't have one either."

Tang San went to buy a sausage.

But Dai Mubai hurriedly stopped him and barked at the bearded man,

"Oscar, you're really disgracing the academy!"

"I've warned you more than once not to sell sausages inside the academy!"

Everyone was puzzled.

Dai Mubai continued,

"Don't let his appearance fool you."

"Hmph, his name is Oscar. He's fourteen years old and also a student of Shrek Academy."

"As for why I won't let you eat his sausages..."

"Oscar, make a fresh sausage."

Oscar glanced at the beautiful girls before him, helplessly raised his right hand, and said in a coy, sleazy tone,

"Daddy has a big sausage!"

Dai Mubai looked disgusted.

Tang San's expression turned furious.

That sausage had been meant for Xiao Wu. The implication was far too suggestive.

Xiao Wu looked somewhat confused.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were also baffled.

In the end,

Tang San explained quietly.

Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed crimson.

Ning Rongrong frowned as she glanced at Oscar.

Having received an aristocratic education since childhood, she found it hard to imagine that there could be such a sleazy soul master.

"Disgusting."

Zhu Zhuqing cursed outright.

This was Shrek Academy, which claimed to admit only monsters?

They really were monsters!

Each one more sleazy and filthy than the last!

Zhu Zhuqing missed Li Zhixian more and more now.

She even wanted to leave Shrek and travel the continent with Li Zhixian.

But...

That was a path suited for Li Zhixian. She could not disturb him.

She had to become strong on her own. Only then, when she reunited with Li Zhixian in the future, could she stand proudly before him with her head held high.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing lost in thought, Ning Rongrong asked curiously,

"Zhuqing, what are you thinking about?"

Zhu Zhuqing answered simply,

"I'm thinking about a friend."

"Hm?"

Ning Rongrong leaned close to Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face and teased,

"A boy or a gi—"

Before she could finish,

Zhu Zhuqing answered frankly,

"A boy."

"Ooh~~~~"

Ning Rongrong raised her delicate brows, her cheeks full of a suggestive smile.

But just then,

the proud, solitary back of a white-robed youth suddenly flashed through her mind.

Ning Rongrong's heart fell into turmoil.

Why did I think of him?

He and I are no longer people from the same world!

Pushing aside the tangled thoughts in her mind,

Ning Rongrong smiled at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing, I'm very curious. What kind of talented young man is this, to make you care about him so much?"

"You have to let me meet him someday."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"Mm."

Heaven Dou City.

Shanxiang Restaurant.

Li Zhixian impatiently lifted the wine flask and tipped back a large mouthful.

"Smack, smack..."

He smacked his lips, his sword-like brows knitting slightly.

How should he put it?

It was lacking.

The wine was strong enough, but not fragrant enough. It was too muddled.

Not only was it inferior to his own wine, it was even inferior to Zhu Zhuqing's.

Speaking of which,

Li Zhixian had only learned after parting with Zhu Zhuqing

that the wine Zhu Zhuqing drank was Nü'er Hong, a vintage her family had treasured for over a century.

Zhu Zhuqing had drunk the Nü'er Hong ahead of time to show her resistance to a political marriage.

"Ah..."

Li Zhixian sighed.

The wine was bad, and even the food had lost its flavor.

"Waiter!"

The waiter hurried over to Li Zhixian.

"What can I do for you, young master?"

"Does Heaven Dou Imperial City have better wine than yours?"

"Th-that..."

The waiter looked troubled.

How could he dare say that his own restaurant's wine was poor?

With anyone else, even a high official or noble, he would at least roll his eyes behind their back.

But this young master had given him a Gold Soul Coin!

After looking around,

and making sure no one was paying attention,

the waiter bent down and wiped the table with the cloth over his shoulder, speaking in a low voice.

"To be honest with you, young master."

"There are quite a few wines in Heaven Dou City better than Shanxiang Restaurant's, but they're all specially supplied to the imperial family."

"I've heard that the imperial family's finest wine is called—Yaoguang Brew."

"Legend has it that this wine is made from starlight fallen to the mortal world, blended with dew gathered from the tips of grass and trees. That is why it is called Yaoguang."

"I also heard a storyteller say, 'Yaoguang is not wine, but a verse of poetry leaked from the night sky.'"

When Li Zhixian left Shanxiang Restaurant, he was still muttering, "Yaoguang Brew, Yaoguang Brew."

For someone obsessed with wine,

knowing there was a wondrous, magical fine wine but being unable to taste it

was practically worse than being killed.

"Something belonging to the imperial family..."

"The waiter even said that Yaoguang Brew was extremely scarce within the imperial family."

"Only three small jars are produced each year, and they are only brought out during the annual founding ceremony."

"Ah, I'll take it slowly. Heaven Dou City is beautiful, after all. Staying here for a while won't make this trip a wasted one."

Next.

Li Zhixian rented a small courtyard.

As he packed his things, the phrase "Yaoguang is not wine, but a verse of poetry spilling from the night sky" kept circling through his mind.

He imagined starlight flowing beneath the night curtain, pouring down like water.

And the Azure Lotus Sword was soaked in that starlight.

Li Zhixian stood there in a daze.

The Azure Lotus Sword mark between his brows flickered unsteadily.

"The first move of my self-created sword art..."

"I think I have an idea."