You Don't Want to Keep Me, Do You?

Whoosh!

A blue light bloomed from between Jiang Yi's brows, condensing into a golden mark as invisible spiritual power spread out like a vast net.

Everything within a thousand-meter radius was instantly reflected clearly in his mind.

Jiang Yi swayed slightly, leaving afterimages beneath his feet. Under Wu Feng's frenzied claw strikes, he moved as leisurely as if strolling through a garden.

"Oh? You want me to shock you?"

Jiang Yi glanced at the furious Wu Feng, a kindly smile appearing on his face.

He had never seen such a request before. She was actually asking to be shocked? He hadn't expected this girl to be... forget it. He respected personal preferences.

Snap!

Jiang Yi raised a hand and snapped his fingers.

The distant Storm Thunder Eagle received the command. Folding its wings, it transformed into a streak of azure light and shot toward them like a meteor.

"Then I'll satisfy you."

Jiang Yi spread his arms.

The next moment, the Storm Thunder Eagle turned into a bolt of azure lightning crackling with electric arcs and slammed into his body.

Boom—!

Blue-white lightning exploded outward, and the shockwave swept through the surroundings, sending the clothes and hair of the students below flying.

Lightning coiled around Jiang Yi's entire body. A pair of azure wings burst from his back, tearing several holes in his school uniform.

His original height of 1.7 meters instantly surged to nearly two meters, while his pale hands transformed into greenish-brown talons.

His short black hair continuously grew longer, its tips stained blue. His delicate, gentle face gained a savage brutality that did not belong to a human.

Jiang Yi—Storm Thunder Eagle Form!

Meanwhile, Tian Meng had already separated from his body, once again becoming a palm-sized Ice Silkworm perched on one of his shoulders.

With Jiang Yi's current control, he could only ensure control over the power of one Soul Beast.

"W-What is that?"

Wu Feng instinctively took a step back, staring in shock at the terrifying half-human, half-beast figure before her.

Dragon transformation?

But how was that possible? Such large-scale beastification was practically comparable to a Martial Soul Avatar, wasn't it?

Just as uncertainty filled her mind—

Jiang Yi moved.

With one beat of his wings, his azure figure vanished instantly. Only a ring of shrieking electric arcs and several slowly falling azure feathers remained where he had stood.

Fast!

So fast that the naked eye could not catch it at all.

Wu Feng only felt a blur before her eyes. Then an icy sensation crept up the back of her neck, making every hair on her body stand on end.

"Not good!"

Wu Feng was horrified.

But before she could move, a tyrannical current of lightning surged through her entire body, scattering the Soul Power within her.

"Aaaahhh—!!!"

Wu Feng's body suddenly went rigid, her arms hanging limp at her sides as her delicate figure trembled violently under the stimulation of the current.

Jiang Yi held her aloft in the air. Her body twisted continuously, but gradually, she seemed to adapt to the current, and her moans became increasingly indescribable.

"Ohohoho—!!!"

Jiang Yi: ???

He glanced at Wu Feng's slightly flushed cheeks. Her eyes were half-lidded, the corners reddened, while her expression gradually turned seductive.

No, sis~

You actually liked this?

"..."

Speechless, Jiang Yi tossed out Wu Feng, who was still rolling her eyes. She landed right on top of Ning Tian, who was on the ground.

Ning Tian had only just recovered from the paralysis caused by the current and hurriedly reached out to catch the falling Wu Feng.

"Miss, I'm sorry..."

Wu Feng lay in Ning Tian's arms, her delicate body still twitching.

But smelling Ning Tian's scent made her already crimson cheeks flush even deeper, and her legs unconsciously rubbed together lightly.

It had been so long since Miss had held her like this.

"It's fine. You did your best."

Ning Tian shook her head, lowered her gaze, and reached out to straighten Wu Feng's disheveled bangs.

Then she raised her head and looked in awe at the figure in the sky, a satisfied curve lifting slightly at the corner of her lips.

Only such a genius was worthy of her devotion.

"We surrender!"

Ning Tian picked up Wu Feng. Her voice remained calm as she took the initiative to walk off the stage.

The moment she admitted defeat, the deathly silent audience instantly erupted into earth-shaking cheers.

"Holy shit! That's awesome!"

"As expected of Brother Jiang! He swept them aside with lightning!"

"No! Did you even understand what happened? You're just spouting nonsense... That was clearly a complete speed advantage!"

The students talked among themselves, their voices rising wave after wave.

Honestly, they had never expected Jiang Yi to truly defeat two opponents by himself. Yet he had actually won.

And it had been a crushing victory.

That was the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, a top-tier sect with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years.

"Jiang Yi wins!"

Mu Jin announced loudly.

She too looked at Jiang Yi in the sky with astonishment. This kid really had too many surprises hidden on him.

As an observer, she had seen things even more clearly. After that Soul Beast fused with Jiang Yi, its speed had actually become even faster than before.

Could this be some sort of secret technique?

Mu Jin had countless doubts, but she buried them all in her heart.

"Come to my office after class."

Mu Jin nodded slightly toward Jiang Yi before continuing the lesson.

"Understood."

Jiang Yi nodded. The wings behind him transformed into wisps of azure light and returned to the Master Ball in his hand.

His expanded body quickly returned to normal as well. Surrounded by a gentle breeze, he landed steadily at the edge of the arena.

The battles continued. Jiang Yi found an empty corner and sat down, while no one else dared approach him.

However, nearly every student in Class Nine looked at him with a degree of admiration. It was the gaze they reserved for the strong.

At the same time, elsewhere.

A flash of azure light descended, and Wu Feng, whose entire body had been limp and weak, returned to normal. The numbness in her body also disappeared.

"Miss, thank you."

She lowered her head and rose from Ning Tian's arms, her face flushed red. Yet she unconsciously licked the corner of her lips, as though savoring something.

Although that bastard's current had filled her whole body, lying in Miss's arms and smelling that sweet fragrance... it had felt like a dream.

It was simply... too comfortable.

"Mm."

Ning Tian nodded slightly, but her gaze did not fall on Wu Feng.

Her eyes had long drifted toward the distant figure admired by everyone, while her thoughts raced.

After witnessing that battle, she felt that the importance she placed on Jiang Yi should be raised another level.

Her combination with Wu Feng was not weak. Although they had been somewhat careless, it still proved Jiang Yi's formidable strength.

But what concerned her even more was Jiang Yi's growth rate and potential.

"If the Soul Beast improves, can the Soul Ring improve in tandem too..."

Ning Tian murmured softly, a glimmer of fascination flashing through her beautiful eyes.

During the entrance examination, Shrek's records had stated that Jiang Yi could control a Soul Beast of more than eight hundred years. But now—

That Soul Beast had already advanced to the thousand-year level.

How many days had it even been?

"Feng Mei, help me contact the sect and apply for some funds."

Ning Tian's brows suddenly relaxed as she instructed Wu Feng.

Then she smoothed her skirt and walked with elegant steps toward where Jiang Yi was sitting.

Him!!!

There were not many boys in the entire Shrek Outer Academy whom she found appealing.

Among the freshmen, there were only three whose strength and talent were sufficient: Xie Huanyue, Dai Huabin, and Jiang Yi.

She did not have many choices.

"Miss..."

Wu Feng opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

She had grown up at Ning Tian's side, so she naturally understood her thoughts. Miss had already chosen her target.

Watching that slender back walk toward Jiang Yi, she felt as though her heart were bleeding.

It hurt! It hurt so much!!!

The tiny bit of joy from being shocked senseless had instantly vanished, and cold reality cast her back into hell.

"Damn it, if only I were stronger..."

She clenched her fists and struck her chest resentfully.

If she possessed strength like Jiang Yi's, would Miss... look at her a few more times?

Sadly, there were no ifs.

In the distance.

Ning Tian had already arrived beside Jiang Yi. She paused slightly, her skirt swaying gently in the breeze.

"Ning Tian?"

Jiang Yi looked up, surprise in his eyes.

Why had this young lady from the Ning family come over? Surely she wasn't unwilling to accept the loss?

In the original story, after the two of them lost to Huo Yuhao, Wu Feng had wanted to bring people from the sect over for revenge.

"Mm."

Ning Tian nodded slightly, still wearing that polite and proper smile.

However, anyone who looked carefully could see that her movements were still somewhat stiff, with a trace of nervousness.

She had grown up in the sect. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to approach a boy her own age.

Still, she had her own unique way of striking up a conversation.

"Student Jiang Yi."

She took a deep breath and sat beside Jiang Yi, leaving only the distance of a fist between them.

Then she took out a gold card and handed it to him.

"Could I hire you... to become Wu Feng's combat instructor?"

"This is a VIP card from the Nine Treasures Pavilion! There are thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins on it, as your salary for the first month."

Jiang Yi looked at the gold card offered before him, then at Ning Tian, who had taken the initiative to move close. His heart was filled with suspicion.

A combat instructor? Thirty thousand a month?

No, did money grow on trees in her family... Even a low-grade Soul Bone might only cost several hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

"Well? Will you consider it?"

Ning Tian moved a little closer, her body almost pressing against his arm.

A faint fragrance lingered at Jiang Yi's nose. It smelled like orchids, yet also like some specially made perfume.

Her eyes sparkled brightly, concealing a trace of nervousness and anticipation that even she had not noticed.

"..."

Jiang Yi looked at the unusually proactive Ning Tian and blinked, a strange thought rising in his heart.

Something wasn't right!

You don't want to keep me, do you?

The Nine Treasures Glazed Sect... it was basically always the same sort of thing. For details, see Ning Rongrong from ten thousand years ago.