No Need to Thank Me, Get Down Here

Just as Jiang Yuheng was about to explain, Wang Yan came up with an excuse himself and said solemnly, "That's true. The Martial Soul world is full of wonders. It's perfectly normal for some fused or mutated Martial Souls to appear."

"Since you're unwilling to reveal it, I won't force you. If possible, please let me see your Frost Dragon after the Freshman Assessment ends!" Wang Yan requested earnestly.

For a fanatic who had devoted his entire life to the study of Martial Soul theory, nothing was more delightful than exploring an unknown Martial Soul or discovering a new one.

"No problem." Jiang Yuheng nodded in agreement.

Wang Yan was overjoyed. Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly left.

Watching him walk away, Wang Dong couldn't help muttering, "Does Teacher Wang Yan really have to be so exaggerated? It feels like something's wrong with his nerves."

Jiang Yuheng said helplessly, "There's nothing we can do about it. Body Martial Souls are already incredibly rare, not to mention that Yuhao's is his eyes. It's not strange for Teacher Wang Yan to get that excited."

Wang Dong suddenly turned her head and asked, "But this is also my first time hearing of an ice-attribute Martial Soul called the Frost Dragon. Aren't you going to give me a proper demonstration?"

Jiang Yuheng didn't hesitate. "Sure. Let's go to the Small Woods behind the dormitory. It's quiet there, and no one will see us when I release my Martial Soul."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Wang Dong froze for a moment. She hadn't expected Jiang Yuheng to agree so readily.

His straightforward response reminded Wang Dong of something Huo Yuhao had said to her before.

You're special to Jiang Yuheng.

At this thought, Wang Dong's face flushed unconsciously, and she hurriedly said, "Wait, why did you agree so readily?"

"Why wouldn't I? We're teammates, and more importantly, partners. Isn't it only natural for us to understand each other's Martial Souls and soul skills?" Jiang Yuheng looked at Wang Dong in confusion. Wasn't she the one who had said she wanted to see it?

Wang Dong quickly waved her hands. "No, no, that was just a joke. I'm curious, but you said it isn't time yet. You can tell me at the finals, there's still plenty of time!"

After saying this, she fled the scene as quickly as a young girl whose thoughts had been discovered, leaving only Jiang Yuheng and Huo Yuhao, who were still wearing bewildered expressions.

"You didn't say anything to her, did you?" Jiang Yuheng asked.

Huo Yuhao looked completely innocent. "Brother Yuheng, you're wronging me. I've been with Xiao Xiao these past few days, and I haven't spent any time alone with Wang Dong."

That was true. Jiang Yuheng had seen it himself.

"Then that's strange. Why did Wang Dong run off?"

Huo Yuhao suddenly said, "Brother Yuheng, in my opinion, instead of thinking about all this useless stuff, we should think about what we're having for dinner tonight."

"Are we eating noodles again? Please let me off. I really can't eat any more." Jiang Yuheng hurriedly retreated more than ten meters, shaking his head repeatedly in refusal.

"We're not eating noodles today. You were right, people should change their tastes from time to time. We're having fried chicken! Xiao Xiao's team also won ten matches in a row, and she wants to try it too."

When Huo Yuhao mentioned Xiao Xiao, he unconsciously touched his face, and even his voice became noticeably gentler.

"Oh~" Jiang Yuheng drawled, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously as he instantly turned into an amused spectator. "I get it, I get it. I'll go prepare everything. Remember to bring Xiao Xiao over early."

"No, it's not like that! We're just friends!" Huo Yuhao hurriedly explained.

But when he looked up, Jiang Yuheng was already nowhere to be seen.

The chicken legs needed to marinate for around five hours. To avoid wasting time, the Four Little Ones simply cultivated until evening.

Then they heated the oil and fried the chicken legs. The whole process wasn't as time-consuming as making noodles. They only needed to keep an eye on the timing and make sure they didn't burn.

Of course, eating fried chicken by itself would be boring, so while they waited, Jiang Yuheng specially made four cups of Milk Tea for the Four Little Ones to cut the grease.

Ten minutes later, the crispy, delicious, juicy chicken legs were ready. The only unfortunate thing was that they didn't look very good.

After all, this world had no such thing as baking powder. Compared to KFC, they naturally looked much worse, but their taste was absolutely no inferior!

Fried chicken and Noodle Soup were two of the few things Jiang Yuheng was most proud of in life. He had worked winter and summer jobs at KFC for three years in a row and had practically memorized the entire recipe.

Smelling the fragrance of the chicken legs and watching Jiang Yuheng's smooth, effortless movements, Wang Dong applauded repeatedly, her eyes filled with undisguised astonishment.

"Jiang Yuheng, I'm really curious. How did you learn to make so many novel foods while cultivating your Martial Soul and also studying Soul Tools? That's incredible!"

"I know!" As if she had suddenly thought of something, Xiao Xiao spun around and pointed at Jiang Yuheng. "Squad Leader, you're the legendary child from someone else's family!"

Jiang Yuheng said with a smile, "It's not that exaggerated. I just make these things often. Practice makes perfect. Hurry up and eat. Chicken legs have to be eaten while they're hot. They won't be crispy once they cool down."

"Okay!" the three of them answered in unison.

Then they began their happy evening of alternating between bites of fried chicken and sips of Milk Tea.

The chicken legs were crispy and dripping with juice, with just the right amount of saltiness. Jiang Yuheng had controlled the oil temperature perfectly, so the chicken legs weren't nearly as greasy as they might have been.

Besides, they also had chilled Milk Tea in their hands. The combination of the two was practically the perfect pairing in the world of food!

After dinner, the three of them lay on the grass, enjoying the breeze blowing in from Sea God Lake, admiring Shrek Academy's night scenery, and occasionally taking a sip of their unfinished Milk Tea.

They couldn't help sighing. Nightlife had only just begun.

"Wait, I almost forgot to tell you. Teacher Zhou said that the teams participating in the Round-Robin Tournament have to meet tomorrow. We should go early, she has something to tell us."

"Huh?! Xiao Xiao, why didn't you say so earlier? If I'd known, I wouldn't have made Milk Tea. I won't be able to sleep after drinking this all night."

"What are you afraid of? Just cultivate."

"But I don't want to cultivate. I want to sleep!"

"Sleep, my foot! If you don't want to cultivate, that's fine. Come keep me company."

"Ow, ow, ow! Wang Dong, be gentle! I have legs, I can walk by myself!"

Sea God Lake, Lake Heart Island, Lakeside.

Not long ago, Teacher Wang Yan had still been conducting the Freshman Assessment. Now he stood here, his body slightly bent as he respectfully looked at someone ahead of him.

On the grass ahead, an old man with disheveled hair sat there lazily.

His appearance was truly terrible. The white robe he wore had long since turned grayish brown, with several holes torn through it. His hair was a complete mess, and his bare feet were soaking in the cool waters of Sea God Lake. In his right hand, he held a huge Wine Gourd.

From time to time, he lifted it for a drink. In his other hand, he held a roasted chicken leg. Without caring about the grease, he began eating and drinking heartily, alternating between a mouthful of wine and a bite of meat.