Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were in so much pain they couldn't utter a word, but they were stunned into silence.

Ye Ying spoke just two simple sentences, and Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were instantly dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

The two who had been groaning in pain fell silent at once, though the pain still made their bodies twist slightly.

"Little San, Grandmaster, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Were you born not liking to talk?"

Ye Ying asked again.

The two of them stammered, not daring to mention what had just happened.

It would be far too embarrassing if they said it aloud.

Yu Xiaogang had not expected himself to do something like that either. Fortunately, no one had seen it.

Yu Xiaogang was even less willing to say where it hurt.

He was also extremely curious right now.

Why did he hurt?

Especially when it hurt so badly—a tearing pain, to the point that he could not even muster any strength.

It felt as though he had been struck and stabbed by a spiked mace.

Why was this happening?

According to the knowledge he had learned before, only Little San should have been in pain. Why did he hurt too?

It made no sense.

Ow.

It hurt like hell.

Could someone have taken the opportunity to beat me up?

That couldn't be it either.

Ye Ying had been unconscious too. Besides, he was still so young; he would not have such thoughts.

He could not figure it out.

No matter how hard Yu Xiaogang racked his brains, he could not understand.

In his desperation, Tang San came up with something to bluff with.

"I just absorbed a Soul Ring, and my body feels a little sore."

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly added, "I was hit by Little San's soul skill just now and fell. It hurts a little."

Ye Ying pressed the advantage.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Let me take a look."

"Can you still walk properly?"

The two hurriedly replied, "We can, we can."

"No need to look."

"Even if our arms fell off, we could still walk. A minor injury like this is nothing."

Ye Ying nodded.

"I see."

"Then let's get out of here quickly."

"We don't know how long we were unconscious. We might run into danger."

"We need to hurry and run."

The two wore bitter expressions.

Run?

It was already extremely difficult to walk through the pain. Wouldn't running hurt them to death?

But the very next second, Ye Ying grabbed Tang San with his left hand and Yu Xiaogang with his right, then quickly ran toward the exit of the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Ah!"

Two screams rang out almost simultaneously.

Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows, nearly burst out laughing when he saw this.

Ye Ying came to a stop, putting on a puzzled expression as he asked, "What's wrong?"

"If the two of you are seriously injured, just tell me. I know a little about treatment."

"I'll know what's going on once I look at the wounds."

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang instinctively refused repeatedly, "It's nothing, nothing."

At this moment, Tang San could not understand why Yu Xiaogang was hurting either.

Could it be that he was deliberately playing along and pretending?

That did not seem right either.

Although she had been single for decades in her previous life, she had her first wife, her right hand, after all, so she naturally knew it should not hurt.

So why was Yu Xiaogang in pain now?

At that moment, Ye Ying suddenly shouted, "Xiao San,"

"There's blood on your pants!"

"What's going on?"

"Hurry and check—did you get hurt?"

Tang San's back shrank as she clutched her pants tightly with both hands, "No, I'm not hurt,"

"My period came."

"Yes, my period came."

Yu Xiaogang also covered for Tang San, "Ye Ying, don't overthink it. Let's leave the Soul Hunting Forest quickly,"

"It isn't safe here."

Ye Ying did not ask any more questions.

The three of them quickly ran toward the exit of the Soul Hunting Forest.

Although Tang San and Yu Xiaogang did not cry out in pain, their expressions were extremely twisted, sweat constantly streaming down their foreheads.

A day later, the three of them left the Soul Hunting Forest.

The pain on Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's faces had lessened considerably by then.

There was a saying that put it well: suffer now, and things would get better later.

Not because they had recovered and it no longer hurt, but because they had grown somewhat used to the pain.

After leaving the Soul Hunting Forest, Ye Ying used Yu Xiaogang's money to hire a carriage.

Only then did the three return to Noting Junior Soul Master Academy by carriage.

On the way, the Blue Silver Weasel appeared again. The moment it saw Tang San's condition, it knew that it had happened after all.

But it did not seem to have much of an effect.

Still, there was one thing it feared most.

That absolutely must not happen, or they would truly be finished.

Tang San was still so young, so it probably would not happen.

Thinking that, the Blue Silver Weasel felt much more at ease.

After recovering for a day in the carriage and enduring two more days, the two of them could walk without anything seeming amiss now.

But a full recovery would take a long time, especially for Yu Xiaogang. One of his arms had been broken, and it would take at least a month for him to fully recover.

It was morning, when the students were in class, and all was quiet within Notting Academy.

Tang San and Ye Ying supported Yu Xiaogang back to his room and helped him lie down on the bed.

Climbing the stairs had pushed their pain to the limit once more.

"We're finally back. Xiaogang, you can get some proper rest now."

"You need to recover properly during this time. Don't overexert yourself."

"If anything comes up, just tell me directly."

Tang San sighed.

Yu Xiaogang nodded.

"I didn't expect to escape death this time. It truly wasn't easy."

"My recovery isn't important, but your cultivation cannot be interrupted."

"At the same time, there's something you need to do. Little San, bring me the second book from the left on the third shelf of the bookcase to the left."

"Alright."

Following the Grandmaster's instructions, Tang San brought over a thick book.

What puzzled her was that the book had no title.

Yu Xiaogang did not take the book from her hands.

"This book contains some of my research on cultivating Soul Power. Although Soul Power is cultivated through meditation and circulating it within one's body, there are many techniques involved."

"Which circulation routes are more conducive to increasing one's strength, and which Martial Souls are best cultivated in which environments..."

"It's all recorded here in detail. I won't be able to guide you personally for a while, but you must not slack off."

Tang San nodded and agreed.

She opened the book and glanced through it.

In an instant, she lost all interest.

She had only one assessment.

Trash.

It was not even remotely comparable to her Mysterious Heaven Skill.

What kind of nonsense had this even summarized?

Ye Ying had even less interest in reading it.

What the hell was that?

He had stolen a few things from Spirit Hall and then summarized them himself.

As for claiming that he had figured it out on his own...

That was a complete joke.

What could a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster possibly summarize?

Could he summarize something suitable for Soul Elders?

Originally, Yu Xiaogang had wanted to display his formidable abilities once more.

As long as Ye Ying became his disciple, he too could receive the same guidance.

But Ye Ying seemed utterly disdainful of it?

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face showed no reaction, but he merely snorted coldly in his heart.

Once you discover that both your strength and Soul Power Level are lower than Little San's...

You'll understand just how impressive I, the Grandmaster, truly am.