Douluo: After Simulating for Tang San, I Became Invincible
Chapter 124

Shrek Startles Ma Hongjun

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Fu Shiyan observed both of their reactions, and a barely perceptible glimmer of light, as if everything was expected, flickered deep in the depths of her eyes.

The situation is developing in the direction he hoped for, which is good.

He offered no further explanation, slowly rose from his seat again, and addressed the still agitated Wu Yuan:

"Alright, let's not delay."

"The situation is changing rapidly. You must return to the Star Luo Empire as soon as possible and carry out the tasks assigned to you."

"As for replying to the Zhu Family patriarch..." Fu Shiyan pondered for a moment, then gave a specific time and place, "You can tell him that half a month from now, on the night of the full moon, I will bring Tian Yu to meet him in ' Xingyao City ' on the eastern border of the Star Luo Empire."

"Xingyao City ..." Wu Yuan repeated the place name in a low voice.

This city is located on the border between the two countries, a prosperous commercial center with a diverse mix of people. It is neither a core area completely controlled by Heaven Dou nor Star Luo Empire, so meeting here would certainly provide an advantage in terms of advance and retreat.

Sir, you've considered everything very thoroughly.

He immediately composed himself, clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed deeply, and loudly replied:

"Yes, sir! This old servant has remembered! I will certainly pass on the message!"

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly.

Wu Yuan suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, knowing that this place was not a place to stay for long, and that he had a heavy task on his shoulders and time was of the essence.

He gave Dai Tianyu one last, deep look, his eyes filled with hope and encouragement, then turned to Fu Shiyan and said:

"In that case, Mr. Fu, Young Master, the situation is urgent, this old servant... will take his leave now! Please take care, Mr. Fu and Young Master!"

After receiving a slight nod from Fu Shiyan, Wu Yuan no longer hesitated. He turned around decisively, opened the door, and his tall figure quickly disappeared into the light and shadow of the courtyard outside.

After Wu Yuan left, the wooden door that closed again seemed to temporarily shut out the disturbances of the outside world.

Inside the courtyard, life returned to its usual rhythm, peaceful to the point of being monotonous.

As soon as the first rays of dawn appear, Fu Shiyan would appear in the backyard on time.

He doesn't talk much; he usually just points out the key points or demonstrates the subtle differences in the circulation of Soul Power.

Tang San's control over the Blue Silver Grass became increasingly refined, with almost no hesitation in the transition between Entanglement and thrusting.

After learning of the possibility of meeting with the Zhu Family, Dai Tianyu cultivated with a silent ruthlessness. Although he tried his best to suppress the aura of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, the ferocity brought by his fist wind was even stronger.

Xiao Wu's Soft Skill are more tricky and agile, while Oscar is immersed in honing the basics of "Thousand Profound Condensing Yuan Force", often working up a sweat.

Fu Shiyan's gaze mostly fell on Tang San.

He now accepts everything he is taught, whether it's cultivation techniques or obscure knowledge about the essence of Martial Soul and the characteristics of Soul Beast, and he studies it all carefully without the slightest doubt in his eyes.

This unwavering trust is clearly reflected in the system interface—every few days, tens of thousands of Faith Power steadily flow in from Tang San.

Little by little, over the course of nearly a month, the points accumulated to more than 700,000.

The numbers don't explode as dramatically as in the Simulation, but rather flow like a gentle stream, continuous and stable, representing a solid trust rooted in daily life.

"It's almost done." One day, after instructing Tang San on more precise control over the Parasite spores of the Blue Silver Grass, Fu Shiyan watched the child's back as he diligently took notes and pondered to herself.

"Once his Soul Power reaches level 30, he can participate in the fifth Simulation."

"At that time, we can add a few more key details to the character's background."

Counting the time, nearly five months have passed since Tang San awakened his martial soul.

His growth rate is astonishing, but it will still take some time before he reaches level 30.

Fu Shiyan was not in a hurry; strategic planning requires patience, especially when it comes to Tang San, the most important piece in their game.

He raised his eyes, his gaze seemingly traversing mountains and rivers, directed towards the Star Luo Empire.

"Zhu Zhuqing... it's almost time for her to awaken her Martial Soul."

Meanwhile, in Suotuo City, at the Junior Soul Master Academy.

In the evening, the dormitory for work-study students was filled with the smell of sweat from the teenagers and the odor of cheap soap.

Ma Hongjun dragged his tired steps through the door, his round face devoid of its usual carefree smile, his brows furrowed in worry.

He just reached level 10.

This should have been a joyous occasion, meaning he could obtain his first Spirit Ring, officially become a Soul Master, and receive a monthly subsidy of one Gold Soul Coin from the Spirit Hall.

But at this moment, his heart was heavy, devoid of any joy.

"Evil Fire... Spirit Ring..." He slumped onto his creaking wooden bed, staring at the cobweb-covered, dusty ceiling, muttering to himself.

The scenes in my dream of being tormented by Evil Fire, to the point of almost losing control, are still vivid in my mind.

According to the memories in the dream, while adding Spirit Ring can bring power, it is also like adding fuel to the Evil Fire, making it more violent and difficult to control.

"No... we can't just attach Spirit Ring randomly!" He sat up abruptly, his fists clenched. "We have to find a way, find evidence that can prove the things in the dream were real!"

I have to go to Heaven Dou City... to find that place from my dream, to find that person!

But the thought was immediately shattered by the cold reality.

Where will we get the money for travel expenses, food, and lodging to get to Heaven Dou City?

As a quasi- Soul Master from the countryside who didn't even have Spirit Ring, he couldn't receive any subsidies from the Spirit Hall!

He searched his entire body and found only a dozen or so Copper Soul Coin he had saved up over a long period of time, not even enough to leave the territory of Suotuo City.

A sense of powerlessness and anxiety gnawed at his heart like ants. He hung his head dejectedly, his shoulders slumped.

"Hey, did you hear? That Wang Laoda from the next village got accepted into the Advanced Soul Master Academy!"

In the dormitory, two work-study students who were a few years older than him were chatting idly by the window, their voices filled with envy.

"Really? Which college is so blind... oh no, so discerning?"

"I heard from Wang Laoda's family that it's some kind of... Monster Academy! They say it only accepts monsters, not ordinary people! And graduates get a noble title from the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"Nobility?!" Another voice suddenly rose, filled with incredulous longing. "Graduating makes you a noble? This... where is this academy? Are they still accepting students?"

"Monster Academy..."

These three words, like a subtle electric current, suddenly surged through Ma Hongjun's spine.

His head, which had been hanging low, suddenly snapped up, and a look of urgency flashed in his eyes!

He sprang out of bed like a cannonball, rushed to his two chatting roommates, his chubby face flushed with excitement, and his voice was rapid and urgent:

"Where is that Monster Academy you're talking about?!"

The two boys, who were chatting enthusiastically, were startled by him. When they saw that it was Ma Hongjun, the usually honest and kind-hearted but occasionally irritable fat boy due to his Martial Soul, their faces showed displeasure at being disturbed.

One of the tall, thin men curled his lip and said irritably:

"Hey Fatty, why are you getting so worked up? That's Boss Wang Laoda, he was level 21 at 12, what level are you now?"

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