Ning Tian was shocked! Three heads and six arms? Could it be older brother?

At this moment, The wooden door of the side hall creaked softly as it was pushed open.

Upon seeing the figure that stepped through the door, Elder Li, who had been pacing back and forth, froze in his tracks, his entire body stiffening.

Du Busi, standing beside him, immediately lifted his head, his gaze fixed on the entrance.

Filing in one after another were the six support disciples who had been sent out earlier, followed by Ning Feng, Vina, and Mu Xue.

Seeing Ning Feng and the others walk in safe and sound, the shoulders that Elder Li had kept tensed for an entire day finally slumped, and the heart that had been stuck in his throat finally settled back into his chest.

"You really have returned safely." Du Busi looked at them, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

He walked up to the group, signaled for them to relax, and then looked at the six support disciples, asking, "Come on, you lot, tell me, how did the mission go? Elder Li was worried sick about you."

Ning Feng and the others stepped forward, first bowing to Du Busi and Elder Li.

Elder Li had already hurried over to Ning Feng, looking him up and down. Seeing that, aside from some dirt on his hem, there was no blood on him, he finally felt a bit more at ease.

He turned to the six disciples and asked impatiently, "What about that group of Evil Soul Masters above level thirty-five? Where are they now? Did you run into them?"

The six disciples stood where they were, their expressions looking rather strange.

The lead disciple looked at Elder Li, hesitated for a moment, and then said truthfully, "Elder, that group of Evil Soul Masters above level thirty-five... have been eliminated."

Elder Li was stunned, his previously smoothed brows furrowing once more: "Eliminated? You did it?"

The lead disciple shook his head and looked toward Ning Feng and the two others behind him: "No, it was Junior Brother Ning Feng and the others."

"What?"

Elder Li's expression froze on his face, his mouth slightly agape, unable to close it for a long time.

Even Du Busi, who had been sitting in his chair with a calm demeanor, couldn't help but straighten his back, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared at the three people in front of him.

"They were eliminated by you too?" Du Busi's voice dropped a few octaves. "Is this true or false? Those were ten Soul Masters above level thirty-five."

Vina stepped forward and gave a brief account of the battle.

She did not embellish her words, simply stating objectively how Ning Feng discovered the tracks, how he utilized the terrain, and the almost overwhelming way Ning Feng fought when faced with the encirclement.

When she mentioned how Ning Feng shattered the skull of the Evil Soul Master leader with a single punch, the side hall fell into a dead silence.

After hearing the entire process, a strange light appeared in Du Busi's previously calm eyes.

He turned to look at Ning Feng, his gaze filled with an extremely satisfied expression.

"It seems that your strength, kid, is indeed much stronger than we had previously anticipated." Du Busi nodded in approval, his tone carrying an unmistakable sense of gratification.

"To have such a performance when facing enemies like that is truly rare. Not bad, not bad!"

He paused, then continued, "However, do not become arrogant or complacent; you must continue to work hard."

"In any case, you completed this mission excellently."

"Everyone, go and rest for now. I will have someone send the specific mission rewards to your residences later."

Ning Feng and the others acknowledged the order, bowed, and exited the side hall.

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.

The glow of the setting sun spilled over the academy's massive walls.

Nanmen Yun'er had finally made it back to Shrek. She had just arrived in front of the dormitory building and, before she could even tidy up her clothes, which were covered in mud and blood, she ran straight into Wu Feng and Ning Tian, who were just about to head out.

Wu Feng and Ning Tian immediately noticed her disheveled state.

"Yun'er? What happened to you?" Ning Tian hurried forward, grabbing Nanmen Yun'er with a voice full of anxiety.

"Didn't you say you were just going home to handle the funeral arrangements for your elders? How did you end up like this?"

Wu Feng also stopped, her brows locked tight, her sharp gaze sweeping over the torn sleeve of Nanmen Yun'er's garment: "Was this caused by a Soul Beast? Or..."

Nanmen Yun'er looked at her two best friends, and the nerves she had kept taut the entire journey finally relaxed.

She gave a bitter smile and shook her head: "The funeral arrangements for my family's elders were handled, but I didn't expect to run into a group of Evil Soul Masters on the way back."

"Evil Soul Masters?" Ning Tian and Wu Feng exchanged a look, their expressions instantly turning grave. "Tell us in detail, what exactly happened?"

Nanmen Yun'er then recounted her encounter in the Great Rock Forest exactly as it happened.

She spoke of how she was hunted, how her soul power was exhausted, leaving her in a desperate situation, and finally, she spoke of the "savior" who suddenly appeared at that critical moment to save her.

"At that time, I really thought I was going to die."

Nanmen Yun'er lowered her head, her eyes revealing a lingering fear that remained to this day.

"But just as that lead Evil Soul Master was about to kill me, someone descended from the sky, with Three Heads and Six Arms, and directly blasted that level thirty-five Evil Soul Master to pieces."

"Three Heads and Six Arms?" Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, her expression instantly becoming strange. "Was it a man?"

Nanmen Yun'er nodded.

Upon hearing this, Ning Tian's expression also became somewhat strange.

She continued to look at Nanmen Yun'er and asked, "What about his age? How much older than you do you think he is?"

Nanmen Yun'er was immersed in her memories at this moment and failed to notice the strange tone in the voices of Ning Tian and Wu Feng, so she just answered subconsciously:

"As for his age, it should be about the same as ours. However, his strength is truly outrageous."

"You guys don't know, those ten Evil Soul Masters were like paper in front of him."

"Level 35 Evil Soul Masters, he took them out one punch at a time. If I hadn't seen that he only had three soul rings, I would have really doubted his level..."

Nanmen Yun'er continued to speak, but the expressions on the faces of Wu Feng and Ning Tian became increasingly strange.

Three Heads and Six Arms, similar age, male...

Connecting these keywords together, a figure instantly appeared in the minds of Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

Isn't this the Young Master?

Besides him, who else could possibly meet all these conditions?

However...

Ning Tian and Wu Feng also felt a bit puzzled right now.

After all, although they knew he was very strong, he shouldn't be strong to this extent, right?

Level 35 Evil Soul Masters, taken out one punch at a time?

Is it really that exaggerated?

So, at this moment, Ning Tian couldn't help but ask Nanmen Yun'er, who was to his side.

"Yun'er, did you ask for his name?"

Nanmen Yun'er shook her head: "He wouldn't even say which academy he was from, let alone his name. I originally wanted to get to know him and thank them properly, but it's a pity..."