Zhu Zhuqing's Curiosity Towards Li Luo

At this moment, Ma Hongjun's soul power was completely exhausted, leaving him without the strength to fight back, so Xiao Wu ceased her assault.

She looked at the village girl with a puzzled expression, feeling deeply confused.

The village girl explained her relationship with Ma Hongjun to Xiao Wu. After hearing this, Xiao Wu realized she had been meddling in affairs that didn't concern her, so she returned to Li Luo's side in embarrassment and hid behind him.

Xiao Wu had not struck with lethal force, and Ma Hongjun struggled to push himself up from the ground.

Ma Hongjun wasn't seriously injured, but he still felt pain all over his body.

This was only natural; after all, he was quite portly, and falling from several meters in the air was bound to hurt.

Ma Hongjun glared with wide, angry eyes at the meddlesome Xiao Wu.

Realizing she was in the wrong, Xiao Wu didn't feel like arguing back, so she hid behind Li Luo and shot a fierce glare at Ma Hongjun.

In truth, Ma Hongjun's beating wasn't entirely unearned; he had been speaking without a filter, uttering nothing but nonsense, and he had indeed provoked Xiao Wu.

Just then, an untimely yet perfectly timed voice rang out.

"Stop, they're on our side! Don't start a conflict."

Not far away, Dai Mubai could be seen running over, panting for breath.

Dai Mubai had originally intended to go talk to Zhu Zhuqing, but he had been met with a cold shoulder.

Consequently, he had been wandering aimlessly around Shrek Academy in low spirits.

However, he suddenly noticed the fight taking place and rushed over in a hurry.

Upon arriving, he discovered that it was Li Luo and the others clashing with Ma Hongjun.

He had intended to stop them immediately, but he hadn't expected Xiao Wu to act so quickly, ending the battle in just a few short moves.

Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun, who was unsteady and barely able to support himself, and said helplessly.

"He is also a student here at Shrek Academy."

Dai Mubai introduced Ma Hongjun to Xiao Wu and the others, including details about Ma Hongjun's martial soul and his "evil fire," and clarified the relationship between Ma Hongjun and the village girl.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong looked at Ma Hongjun with disdain after learning about his situation.

"What? How could such a person exist!"

They were quite repulsed by the fact that Ma Hongjun needed to vent his "evil fire."

But since this was Ma Hongjun's own personal matter, they ultimately didn't express any further opinions.

The dispute between Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu thus came to a hasty end.

The girls' dormitory was a dilapidated wooden cabin.

Zhu Zhuqing sat on her bed with her knees pulled to her chest, her mind filled with images of the final assessment.

Why are they all so powerful?

Zhu Zhuqing recalled the soul rings of Li Luo, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong, as well as their seamless coordination while battling Zhao Wuji.

Zhu Zhuqing prided herself on having good talent and practicing diligently; she had already become a level 27 Soul Grand Master at the age of eleven.

But today, Li Luo and his group had shattered her worldview time and time again.

Li Luo's three thousand-year soul rings, Tang San's second thousand-year Blue Silver Grass ring, Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—even Xiao Wu, who looked the most ordinary, had handled herself with ease while fighting a level 76 Soul Saint who had suppressed his power to the level of a Soul Ancestor.

Yet, Zhu Zhuqing could only watch blankly from the sidelines, unable to even offer any help.

She felt a bit depressed, feeling that she was stupid and useless.

She wanted to become stronger; she wanted to survive the brutal competition within the Star Luo Empire.

But she couldn't find a way to grow stronger.

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Zhu Zhuqing as she replayed the details of the battle against Zhao Wuji in her mind.

She suddenly noticed that before the fight, Li Luo had used some kind of special soul skill on Tang San and the others, bestowing upon them an additional, unique colorful thousand-year soul ring.

Li Luo had been able to hold his own against Zhao Wuji using only a Blue Silver Bamboo Pole, even forcing Zhao Wuji to reveal his true martial soul form.

He possessed such formidable strength.

Combined with Li Luo's heaven-defying soul ring configuration, Zhu Zhuqing felt she had grasped a clue to becoming stronger.

If she wanted to become stronger, she could seek out Li Luo.

Zhu Zhuqing had found the key point.

Li Luo, meanwhile, had no idea that Zhu Zhuqing had set her sights on him.

After ending the dispute with Ma Hongjun, Li Luo brought Tang San back to the boys' dormitory.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong headed to the girls' dormitory.

Before parting ways, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had clung to Li Luo, unwilling to be separated from him.

But the conditions at Shrek Academy were ultimately too primitive, and for now, they would just have to make do with sleeping in separate beds.

Li Luo returned to his dormitory, pondering how he might capture Zhu Zhuqing.

He did not wish to remain at Shrek Academy any longer.

On one hand, lying alone in bed without the company of Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong made him feel quite unaccustomed.

On the other hand, Shrek Academy could offer him no real assistance; Li Luo had come here solely for the sake of Zhu Zhuqing.

Furthermore, once he captured Zhu Zhuqing and promoted himself to Soul Ancestor, he could graduate from Shrek Academy in a legitimate manner, and no one would have any reason to stop him.

Of course, even if he were to sneak away, no one would be the wiser.

In truth, Li Luo could forcibly capture Zhu Zhuqing; her Soul Power Level was far below his own, and his Prism Ball could directly raise her loyalty toward him to one hundred percent.

However, Li Luo had never been one who enjoyed forcing others.

Therefore, Li Luo still intended to stay at Shrek for a while longer, seeking opportunities to cultivate feelings with Zhu Zhuqing.

As the night deepened, Li Luo drifted off to sleep, and thus the first day at Shrek Academy was coming to an end.

Yet, there were those who would not be sleeping tonight.

Zhao Wuji had not yet gone to bed; he sat at his desk, calculating how he would "train" this group of new students.

A wicked grin appeared on his face, as if he had thought of some clever idea.

Just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"Come out!"

Hearing this voice, Zhao Wuji could not help but shiver all over.

He cautiously poked his head out, trying to locate the source of the sound.

"You, come out!"

But at this moment, the voice sounded once more.

This time, it brought an even more terrifying sensation to Zhao Wuji, as he clearly detected the impatience within the tone.

Zhao Wuji then walked out the door, following the sound until he reached a small grove of trees.

"Come out, what is the point of hiding and skulking about?"

Zhao Wuji assumed an enemy had tracked him down and lured him out into the shadows.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a tall figure suddenly appeared before him, though the person was clad in a black robe, obscuring their features.

At this moment, soul rings slowly rose from the figure: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red.

When Zhao Wuji first saw the soul rings on the black-robed figure, he had felt a hint of disdain.

It was not until the seventh soul ring rose that Zhao Wuji's expression turned serious.

When the eighth soul ring rose, his expression changed drastically, unable to hide his fear.

And when the ninth soul ring rose—a hundred-thousand-year red soul ring—Zhao Wuji was already trembling all over, his legs shaking so violently he could barely stand.

"Might I ask, Your Excellency, when did Zhao Wuji offend you?"

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared from the air and descended beside Zhao Wuji.