Crown Prince Qinghe's "Special Interests," the Dark Night Cat Girl's Private Training

Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

As the most prestigious Spirit Master institution in the empire, the main campus appeared exceptionally solemn today. In front of the administration building, a red carpet was laid out, and three elders dressed in black and gold robes were waiting with bated breath.

These were the three education committee members of the academy: Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin.

"Old Meng, is the information confirmed?"

The chubby face of committee member Bai Baoshan was covered in sweat, both from the heat and his excitement. "Did the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect really join? And... is that legend true?"

"Could a personal letter from Dugu Bo be fake?"

Meng Shenji took a deep breath, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "If that is true, our Heaven Dou Academy is likely to make history this year!"

Just as they were speaking, a luxurious carriage bearing the dual emblems of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Imperial Fighting Team, pulled by eight Snow Dragon Steeds, slowly drove into the plaza.

The carriage door opened.

Yu Tianyu, dressed in ink-colored combat attire, stepped out first. He did not deliberately release his spirit power, but the aura of someone long accustomed to being in a position of authority, controlling everything, made the three Spirit Douluo feel an inexplicable pressure.

Following him, four stunning beauties filed out.

The enchanting Dugu Yan, the cold and detached Ye Lingling, the icy Zhu Zhuqing, and the noble Ning Rongrong.

Especially Ning Rongrong.

The moment she stepped off the carriage, Meng Shenji's gaze locked onto her.

"Student Ning Rongrong..." Meng Shenji's voice trembled slightly. "I heard that your spirit..."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Yu Tianyu, and seeing him nod slightly, she no longer held back.

"Hum!"

She opened her right hand, and it shimmered with brilliant light.

A nine-story pagoda radiating a divine aura appeared before everyone's eyes!

"One, two, three... nine! It really is nine stories!!"

Committee member Zhi Lin exclaimed in a loss of composure, nearly tearing off his own beard. "The legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! It has actually appeared in the world!"

"Heaven bless our Heaven Dou!"

The three committee members were so moved that tears streamed down their faces. As educators, to witness such a miracle with their own eyes, and for it to emerge within their own academy—what an honor this was!

"The three committee members need not be so excited."

Yu Tianyu spoke indifferently, his tone laced with a natural arrogance. "This is only the beginning. I will personally place the championship trophy of this year's Continental Elite Tournament on your desks."

"Just make sure you don't let any short-sighted flies bother me."

"Certainly! Certainly!" Meng Shenji nodded repeatedly. "From today on, the Imperial Fighting Team will have the highest priority for all resources! Whoever dares to obstruct you, I will personally dispose of them!"

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of the moment.

A crisp sound of applause came from not far away.

"Brilliant, truly brilliant."

Everyone turned around.

They saw a young man dressed in the casual attire of a crown prince, his face as handsome as jade, his temperament gentle and refined, walking slowly toward them with a mild smile.

The Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

Or rather, the long-infiltrating young master of Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The three committee members hurriedly bowed.

Yu Tianyu looked at the "man" before him, the corner of his mouth curling into a playful arc.

So this is Qian Renxue?

I must admit, the disguise skill of the Angel Spirit Bone is simply perfect. If it weren't for Yu Tianyu possessing the Dragon God Bloodline and its extreme sensitivity to auras, he likely wouldn't have been able to see through the skin to the peerlessly beautiful woman hidden beneath.

And that faint, divine scent of Angel Holy Light.

"Brother Yu Tianyu."

Xue Qinghe walked up to Yu Tianyu, his gaze appearing appreciative but actually hiding a probing intent. "I heard of your achievements in Soto City while still in the palace. Suppressing Shrek single-handedly and winning over the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—you are truly a young hero."

"Your Highness is well-informed."

Yu Tianyu looked at her with a half-smile. "However, Your Highness is busy with a thousand tasks a day; how do you have the time to stroll around this academy? Could it be that you came specifically to... see me?"

These slightly frivolous words made cold sweat trickle down the backs of the three committee members. This was the Crown Prince!

But Xue Qinghe was not annoyed in the slightest; instead, he laughed heartily.

"A good bird chooses its tree to nest in, and a good official chooses his master to serve. For a talent like Brother Tianyu, I am naturally thirsty for such brilliance."

As he spoke, Xue Qinghe proactively extended his hand. "I wonder if Brother Tianyu would do me the honor of visiting the Crown Prince's residence tonight for a chat? I have some rare tea I would like to invite you to sample."

Yu Tianyu reached out and grasped the hand that appeared slender and strong, but felt delicate and soft to the touch.

In the instant their hands clasped.

Yu Tianyu's thumb, in an extremely subtle manner, lightly scratched the palm of Xue Qinghe's hand.

At the same time, a trace of dragon pressure, extremely faint yet incomparably pure, pierced through his palm.

"Hmm?!"

Xue Qinghe's pupils constricted, and her body stiffened for an imperceptible moment.

Was that... a provocation? Or was he toying with her?

How could this dragon pressure actually stir the Six-Winged Angel martial soul within her?

"I won't be having that tea."

Yu Tianyu released her hand, leaned in close to Xue Qinghe, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"The 'tea' of His Highness the Crown Prince is far too hot. I fear that if I drink it, I might discover some... secrets that shouldn't be discovered."

"For instance... the true face hidden beneath Your Highness's skin."

Boom!

This sentence exploded in Qian Renxue's ears like a thunderclap.

She snapped her head up, staring into Yu Tianyu's heterochromatic eyes, her heart pounding violently. He saw through it? That's impossible! Even a Title Douluo couldn't see through me! Is he bluffing?

But Qian Renxue was, after all, Qian Renxue. She regained her composure in an instant, her smile remaining unchanged, though her eyes grew a few shades deeper.

"Brother Tianyu certainly loves to joke."

Xue Qinghe withdrew her hand and tucked it behind her back (if one looked closely, they would notice her fingers trembling slightly). "Since you are busy tonight, I shall invite you another day. There is plenty of time; we... will have many opportunities to get to know each other in depth."

With that, Xue Qinghe took one last deep look at Yu Tianyu and turned to leave.

Watching her retreating figure, Yu Tianyu chuckled inwardly:

"Qian Renxue, you shouldn't be able to sleep tonight, right? Just wait; sooner or later, I will personally tear off this disguise of yours."

Deep in the quiet of the night.

Inside the luxurious villa assigned to the Imperial Fighting Team by the academy.

A soft knock sounded at the door of Yu Tianyu's bedroom.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Zhu Zhuqing walked inside.

She had clearly just bathed, carrying a faint mist of moisture and the scent of shower gel. She had swapped her usual cold, rigid leather outfit for a black silk robe; though loose, it still could not conceal her breathtaking S-shaped curves.

"Captain... I'm here."

Zhu Zhuqing kept her head down, her voice laced with nervousness, her hands gripping the hem of her robe tightly.

Thinking back to the "special training" and "intimate contact" Yu Tianyu had mentioned during the day, her cheeks couldn't help but burn. But to become stronger, to cast off the shadow cast by Dai Mubai, she was willing to pay any price.

"Lock the door."

Yu Tianyu sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing to the empty space in front of him.

Zhu Zhuqing obeyed. With a "click" of the lock, the atmosphere in the room instantly turned ambiguous.

"Take it off."

Yu Tianyu said calmly, "I told you, this technique requires opening the hidden meridians on your back, and clothing will obstruct the flow of soul power."

Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled.

Although she had mentally prepared herself, to actually do this in front of a man...

She bit her lower lip, a flash of resolve crossing her eyes.

"Swish."

The silk robe slid off.

A body that could be called perfect was revealed before Yu Tianyu. Aside from the black undergarments covering her vital areas, a vast expanse of snow-white, smooth skin was exposed to the air, especially her fullness that defied her age, which heaved slightly with her breathing—enough to make any man's blood boil.

"Lie on the bed."

A flicker of appreciation crossed Yu Tianyu's eyes, but it was mostly focused. He was not a man driven by lust; his primary goal tonight was indeed to help her improve.

Zhu Zhuqing blushed, and like an obedient little cat, she crawled onto the large bed, leaving her smooth, jade-like back exposed to Yu Tianyu.

Yu Tianyu flipped his wrist.

A jade box appeared out of thin air.

The lid opened, revealing a celestial herb that was entirely emerald green, as if carved from green jade.

Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone.

"Zhuqing, open your mouth."

Yu Tianyu pinched Zhu Zhuqing's chin, causing her to lift her head slightly.

Zhu Zhuqing obediently parted her rosy lips. Yu Tianyu dripped a few drops of the refined celestial herb essence into her mouth.

"This immortal herb is called the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone. Its function is to nourish the tendons and strengthen the bones, clearing the seven meridians and eight vessels."

"It can fundamentally alter your constitution, making your body as tough as jade yet as supple as water. This is the foundation for cultivating the ultimate secret technique of the agility-attack system: Nether Shadow Kill."

The essence entered her throat, transforming into a cool stream of air that instantly coursed through her entire body.

"Mmm..."

Zhu Zhuqing let out a comfortable hum, feeling as if her body had suddenly become light.

"Don't rush to enjoy it; the main event is yet to come."

Yu Tianyu's voice suddenly turned serious.

"Next, I will use my thunder-fire spirit power to forcibly catalyze the medicinal properties and blast open the three vital points on your back: the Wind Gate, the Vital Region, and the Spirit Door."

"It will be very painful, and also very... strange."

"Hold on."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Yu Tianyu's scorching hot palm pressed directly against Zhu Zhuqing's exposed back.

BOOM!

An incredibly domineering force of thunder and fire instantly surged into Zhu Zhuqing's body, colliding with the cool medicinal energy.

"Ah--!!"

Zhu Zhuqing threw her head back sharply, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly, her long legs tensed straight.

Pain!

A searing, burning pain! It felt as if countless red-hot needles were piercing her meridians.

Yet, amidst this intense agony, there was a strange, eerie sensation of numbness. It was like electricity flowing through her nerve endings, making her unable to stop herself from trembling, making her want to... cry out.

"Relax! Don't tense your muscles!"

"Smack!"

Yu Tianyu slapped Zhu Zhuqing's firm, rounded buttocks (to guide the spirit power toward her lower limbs), the crisp sound echoing loudly in the quiet room.

"Mmm!!"

Zhu Zhuqing was so humiliated that tears almost welled up in her eyes.

From the time she was a child until now, who had ever dared to hit her like that?

But with that slap, her tensed meridians did indeed relax, allowing the spirit power to pass through smoothly.

Yu Tianyu's technique was extremely professional (even if it looked like he was taking advantage of her).

His fingers pressed down along her spine, one vertebra at a time, each press accompanied by an infusion of spirit power.

"It's blocked here."

Yu Tianyu's fingers paused at the small of her back. "Bear with it."

Zzzzt!

The current intensified.

Zhu Zhuqing's entire body convulsed violently, broken moans escaping her lips: "Cap... Captain... I can't take it anymore... it's too hot..."

"Do you want to be trampled underfoot by Dai Mubai for the rest of your life?"

Yu Tianyu shouted coldly, "If so, then get out right now!"

Hearing the name "Dai Mubai," the unfocused look in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes instantly sharpened.

No!

She did not want to be that weak fiancée anymore! She wanted to become strong!

"I... I can do it!"

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth, no longer resisting the heat flowing into her body, and instead began to actively guide it to break through her bottlenecks.

During this process, her feelings toward the man behind her were also undergoing a subtle change.

These hands had brought her pain, but they had also given her an unprecedented sense of power.

He had seen her body completely and now controlled her meridians; this extreme intimacy and dominance caused Zhu Zhuqing's heart, which had always been drifting and restless, to develop a morbid sense of dependency.

He was the master.

And she was willing to be his sharpest claw.

An hour later.

As the final barrier was shattered.

"BOOM!"

A dense, black, ghostly light suddenly erupted from Zhu Zhuqing's body.

The bottleneck of her level 27 spirit power shattered in an instant.

Twenty-eight... twenty-nine... thirty... thirty-three!

Under the dual influence of the immortal herb and the lightning-fire power of Yu Tianyu, her spirit power soared directly to level 33 (though she still lacked a Spirit Ring)!

What was even more significant was her aura.

Originally just cold and icy, she now possessed a hint of mystery and a bewitching charm. Her skin had become crystal clear, resembling the finest mutton-fat jade.

"Hoo... hoo..."

The special training ended.

Zhu Zhuqing was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of water, and she collapsed weakly onto the bed.

Yu Tianyu withdrew his hand, looked at the perfect masterpiece before him, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go take a bath."

Yu Tianyu took a bathrobe and covered her with it. "Tomorrow, I will take you to the Sunset Forest to hunt for your third Spirit Ring. I have already scouted a 2,000-year-old Ghost Tiger for you."

Zhu Zhuqing struggled to prop up her body.

She did not go to the bathroom immediately; instead, she knelt on the bed, turned around, and faced Yu Tianyu.

In those originally cold black eyes, there was now only obedience and infatuation.

She suddenly lowered her head and, like a true little kitten, rubbed her cheek against Yu Tianyu's palm.

"Thank you, Master..."

This "Master" was called out with extreme naturalness, as if it were a submission emanating from the depths of her soul.

Yu Tianyu smiled.

He reached out to lift her chin, looking at that delicate, dripping-wet face.

"Call me Captain when we are outside. In private... do as you please."

"Go."

At the same time, that night.

In a dilapidated small inn in Soto City.

The atmosphere at Shrek Academy was as oppressive as a tomb.

Tang San lay on the bed, wrapped in bandages. Although his broken bones had been set after several days of recuperation, his entire demeanor was terrifyingly gloomy.

Two of his Eight Spider Lances had been broken; although they could regenerate, his vitality had been severely damaged.

What caused him to break down even more was the feeling that his fortune had been stripped away. When practicing the Purple Demon Eye, he was always restless; when he wanted to craft hidden weapons, he discovered that he couldn't even buy good refined iron in this godforsaken place.

"San, eat something."

Grandmaster walked in carrying a bowl of thin porridge, his own face equally ashen.

Ever since he had been scared to the point of wetting himself by Dugu Bo, Grandmaster had been unable to hold his head up in front of Flender and Zhao Wuji. However, he had transferred all of his hatred onto Yu Tianyu.

"Teacher..."

Tang San's voice was hoarse. "That Yu Tianyu... who exactly is he? Why was my poison ineffective against him? Why couldn't my hidden weapons hurt him?"

"He is a variable, an existence like an Evil Spirit Master!"

Grandmaster gritted his teeth and said, "San, do not lose heart. You still have your twin spirits, and you still have the unique skills of the Tang Sect! As long as we reach the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and utilize the mimicry environments there, you will definitely be able to surpass him!"

"Furthermore..."

A glimmer of viciousness flashed in Grandmaster's eyes. "If we can't do it openly, we can do it covertly. Once your Zhuge Divine Crossbows are mass-produced, even a Spirit Ancestor can be killed in seconds!"

"Right!"

The flames of revenge reignited in Tang San's eyes. "And my Clear Sky Hammer... one day, I will smash his bones to pieces with a single hammer!"

The pitiful master and disciple did not yet know.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy they pinned their high hopes on was already Yu Tianyu's backyard.

The mimicry training grounds they wanted to rely on had already been occupied by Yu Tianyu.

The immortal herb opportunities they wanted to count on had long since been picked clean, leaving not even a strand of hair behind.

This was a tragedy whose ending was already destined before it had even begun.