Ning Rongrong: Ma Hongjun is fully responsible for the disfigurement! Zhu Zhuqing: You only know you're about to die...

"Dean..."

Shui Yue'er spoke suddenly, her voice sounding somewhat dejected.

Skywater Dean sighed and patted her head.

"Yue'er, are you still reluctant to part with your sister?"

"It's not just that I'm reluctant."

Shui Yue'er bit her lip, a flicker of resentment flashing in her eyes.

"Dean, look at my sister's current spirit power. In half a month, she has pulled ahead of me by over ten levels, and she even has Ultimate Ice and a Spirit Bone.

If I continue to stay at the academy and follow the routine, I fear that in the future, I won't even be qualified to trigger our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, 'Ice and Snow Drifting'."

Xue Wu listened from the side, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.

Indeed, once a gap opens between spirit masters, their former tacit understanding becomes a burden.

"Then what do you want to do?"

The Dean asked.

Shui Yue'er took a deep breath, her gaze gradually becoming firm.

"I have to choose a faction after graduation anyway.

My sister is at Martial Soul Hall, and the resources and environment there are truly incomparable to our academy.

Once this tournament ends, I'm going to Martial Soul City to join my sister and... and Brother Huang Yan.

I want to become stronger too; I absolutely cannot let my sister leave me too far behind!"

Watching Shui Yue'er, who was already starting to calculate how to "throw herself" at Martial Soul Hall, Skywater Dean could only shake her head helplessly.

From this day on, it seemed that the two pearls of Skywater Academy would both fall into the hands of that boy named Huang Yan.

In Heaven Dou City, the Shrek party settled into a secluded inn.

Ma Hongjun lay on the bed, charred black and wailing.

Having been crippled, he could no longer find women to vent his inner fire.

Ma Hongjun suffered under the torture of his Evil Fire, living a life worse than death.

Relatively speaking, Ning Rongrong, who had "only" been disfigured, was holding up much better.

Wearing a mask, Ning Rongrong sat in the corner without saying a word, her body radiating a chilling, malevolent aura.

"Rongrong, the Ye Family of the Nine Heart Begonia has always lived in seclusion, but you are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Sect Master Ning is the Crown Prince's teacher."

Tang San broke the silence, looking at Ning Rongrong as he advised.

"As long as you step forward to find Ye Lingling at Heaven Dou Royal Academy and use her to invite the head of the Ye Family to heal the wounds on your face and save Fatty's life, I assume the Three Education Committee Members will not refuse."

Flender also chimed in anxiously.

"Yes, Rongrong, Fatty's meridians are almost destroyed; only a divine skill like the Nine Heart Begonia can fully recover him.

For the sake of your own face, and for your companions, won't you make the trip?"

"I'm not going."

Ning Rongrong's voice came from beneath the mask, cold and devoid of any inflection.

"Rongrong, this isn't the time to throw a tantrum!"

Oscar, heart aching, tried to step forward and take Ning Rongrong's hand.

"If your face isn't treated immediately, what if it leaves permanent scars..."

"I said I'm not going!"

Ning Rongrong stood up abruptly, her voice suddenly turning sharp and venomous.

"Save him?

Why should I have to beg someone to save him?"

Everyone was stunned. Ma Hongjun endured the sharp pain and shouted weakly from the bed:

"Rongrong... we are companions...

Didn't I get injured by that brat precisely because I was standing up for everyone..."

"Companions?

Standing up for us?"

Ning Rongrong stared fixedly at Ma Hongjun through her mask, her eyes filled with frantic hatred.

"Ma Hongjun, if you hadn't been unable to control that foul mouth of yours and insisted on provoking Huang Yan, would I have ended up in this state?

Would I have become this ghost of a person who has to wear a mask just to see people!"

"That was Huang Yan's doing, how can you blame Fatty?"

Dai Mubai frowned and said.

"If I don't blame him, then who do I blame!"

Ning Rongrong roared hysterically.

"Huang Yan has a peak Douluo by his side, someone even Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa have to treat with caution. How could I possibly seek revenge on him?

But what about Ma Hongjun?

He knew perfectly well that the other party was not to be trifled with, yet he insisted on dragging the whole team down with him!

When I was disfigured, he actually still had the heart to stand there and mock me, saying I had become ugly?

A piece of trash like that deserves to die!"

Because she had been disfigured, Ning Rongrong's heart had begun to twist.

In Ning Rongrong's view, if Ma Hongjun hadn't taken the initiative to provoke Huang Yan, how could she have possibly been disfigured?

Although it was Huang Yan who had disfigured her, Ning Rongrong subconsciously believed that Chen Xin and Gu Rong were no match for Huang Yan's teacher, Azure Luan Douluo.

She believed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was no match for Martial Soul Hall.

Following the logic of "picking the softest persimmon to squeeze,"

Ning Rongrong naturally shifted her hatred onto the culprit, and onto Ma Hongjun, who had mocked her after she was disfigured.

Ning Rongrong sneered, her tone mocking:

"You want me to use a favor from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to save a piece of trash who caused my disfigurement?

Keep dreaming!

The more severely injured he is, the happier I feel!"

Having said that, Ning Rongrong ignored the stunned crowd.

She rushed straight out the door, leaving behind a deathly silence in the room and the painful groans of Ma Hongjun.

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point, with only the heavy, labored breathing caused by Ma Hongjun's pain filling the air.

"This... what are we going to do?"

Flender looked at Ma Hongjun, who was curled up into a ball on the bed, his old face deathly pale.

"Tang San, if Rongrong really washes her hands of this, Fatty is finished!"

Tang San furrowed his brows, looking in the direction where Ning Rongrong had left, and let out a deep sigh:

"Teacher, Rongrong's current mental state is extremely dangerous.

She doesn't dare to hate Huang Yan, who has a peak Douluo background, so she can only vent all her spite onto Fatty.

In her eyes, Fatty is the culprit who brought disaster upon her."

"But we are a team after all!"

Dai Mubai slammed his fist onto the table, his face full of irritation.

"Just because Fatty said a few wrong things, she wants to watch a companion die?"

"Companion?"

Oscar shook his head bitterly, looking at his empty palms.

"Boss Dai, didn't you see the look in her eyes just now?

She wasn't looking at a companion at all, but at a sworn enemy.

For a girl, disfigurement is worse than death.

Not to mention, Fatty mocked her at a time like that..."

Ma Hongjun twitched violently on the bed, white foam mixed with blood spilling from his mouth as he begged incoherently:

"Third Brother...

Save me...

I don't want to die...

I really know I was wrong...

Save me..."

Zhu Zhuqing stood in the corner, watching with a furrowed brow.

She had almost been unable to hold herself back from leaving with Ning Rongrong just now.

In a group like this, Zhu Zhuqing felt completely uncomfortable.

And you know you were wrong?

No, you never believed you were wrong in the first place.

You only know that you are going to die.

Zhu Zhuqing looked on with an expression of disgust, thinking exactly that in her heart.

Tang San walked over and circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill to forcibly suppress the Evil Fire rampaging within Ma Hongjun's body, saying in a deep voice:

"Dean, we cannot count on Rongrong anymore.

She currently wishes nothing more than for Fatty to drop dead right in front of her.

Boss Dai, you and Oscar keep watch over Fatty; I am going to make a trip to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Since Rongrong refuses to use her sect's connections, I will try to use the Hidden Weapon blueprints or herbal knowledge I have on hand.

I want to see if I can trade them for a single treatment from the Ye Family."