Approaching Suotuo City

Outside Suotuo City.

A man who looked like someone not to be trifled with was driving a carriage.

The only male inside the carriage was lying on the seat, his head resting on a pair of round, shapely thighs.

This was Lin Huai and his group.

Having spent the journey admiring the scenery and sampling local delicacies, they arrived at Suotuo City a full month after the Shrek recruitment drive had ended.

Qian Renxue combed through Lin Huai's hair; even with two others watching in the carriage, she was no longer prone to blushing over a simple lap pillow.

"Xiao Huai, we've arrived at Suotuo City."

Lin Huai turned over, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and took a deep breath.

As expected of a fantasy world, there was no fishy odor, only a faint, natural fragrance.

Lin Huai mumbled:

"Then let's head straight to Shrek; there's nothing worth seeing in Suotuo City anyway."

As for the Crystal Board in Flender's black-market shop, Lin Huai had already sent people to buy it out long ago.

Feeling the hot breath from Lin Huai's words wash over her private area, Qian Renxue's legs tightened, and she clutched his head firmly, her face flushing crimson.

Lin Huai patted Qian Renxue's rounded hip.

"Sister Xiao Xue, are you trying to suffocate me?"

"Ngh—ah—!"

"Who—who told you to speak like that? It's all your fault!"

Although Qian Renxue was complaining, she loosened her grip slightly.

Across from them, Tian Yue and Hu Liena were already accustomed to this; the four of them had spent the entire journey this way.

Tian Yue recalled Lin Huai's teasing of the three of them along the way and pressed her legs together.

"Xiao Huai is always like this."

"Stirring up our desires, yet refusing to take responsibility."

Beside her, Hu Liena watched the interaction between the two across the seat, and at some thought, a rosy hue appeared on her cheeks.

She nodded in total agreement with Tian Yue's words.

"Exactly!"

"I wonder when Xiao Huai will finally comprehend the Blade Intent."

Hu Liena hugged Tian Yue and said fiercely:

"Xiao Huai, did you hear that?"

"If you make us wait too long, we'll tie you up on the side and watch us three play!"

Lin Huai turned to look at the two women embracing each other, his tone somewhat helpless.

"Not to mention that I'm only twelve, that Blade Intent isn't something you can just comprehend on command."

In truth, he didn't want it to be this way either, but this "corruption" business was rather sinister; if he weren't careful while enjoying himself, it might leak through the connection into the three women, and then it would all be over.

Otherwise, with three defenseless beauties laid out before him, how could he possibly hold back!

Even if Lianlian kept complaining in his mind, he would just treat it as background music for the occasion.

"Hmph!"

"We don't care; otherwise, we'll make you miserable and leave you to only watch."

Tian Yue also wrapped her arms around Hu Liena's waist, acting somewhat spoiled.

The carriage gradually came to a stop, and Qian Renxue spoke up:

"It seems we've arrived; you two go down first."

Tian Yue stood up, her gaze darting toward the area below Qian Renxue's abdomen.

"Sister Xue'er really can't handle being teased."

Hu Liena chimed in: "That's right, every time she sits next to Xiao Huai, she has to go change her clothes."

Seeing that Qian Renxue was about to explode, Lin Huai hurriedly pulled the two women who were still mocking her and stepped out of the carriage first.

High in the sky, Qian Daoliu saw that it was Qian Renxue's turn to come out last again, and his face turned black.

"The morals of the world are truly declining!"

Once Qian Renxue had finished changing and stepped out, Lin Huai stored the carriage away into his Soul Tool.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, inside Shrek, Tang San and his group were preparing to undergo Yu Xiaogang's running training.

"...Therefore, no matter what type of soul master you are, running to exercise your body is a must!"

Yu Xiaogang finished his impassioned speech, preparing to receive the cheers of the geniuses before him.

Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong said with a disdainful tone:

"Grandmaster, I agree that running exercises the body."

"But I am an auxiliary-type soul master. You want me to carry stones and run ten laps without using any soul power? Are you joking?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Yu Xiaogang as if he were an idiot.

Before Yu Xiaogang could speak, Tang San, protective of his teacher, jumped out first.

"Ning Rongrong, don't be unreasonable."

"My teacher's arrangements must have their reasons. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also look down on his arrangements."

Yu Xiaogang was very satisfied with Tang San stepping up; after all, that was exactly what he was thinking. However, considering his role as a teacher and the unity of these seven, he patted Tang San on the shoulder, signaling him not to be hasty.

"Ning Rongrong, when you first arrived at the academy, didn't you run when Flender told you to?"

"You should also agree that on the battlefield, an auxiliary soul master can only survive if they can run fast."

Over the years, in order to get the Soul Tools she liked from Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong had never slacked off in her training or studies, so she wouldn't be swayed by such a fallacious argument.

She extended a fair hand and held up one finger.

"First, if an auxiliary soul master cannot survive on the battlefield, that means the soul masters protecting them are incompetent."

"Second, flying is faster than running, isn't it?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, looking at Ning Rongrong with pity in his eyes.

It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is just so-so, not even understanding basic common sense.

After silently criticizing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Yu Xiaogang adopted a didactic posture and pointed to the lecherous-looking lump of fat nearby.

"I don't know how the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect taught you, but apart from Martial Souls like Ma Hongjun's, other soul masters need to reach the Title Douluo realm before they can fly."

Ma Hongjun even obligingly activated his Martial Soul Possession, waving his arms which looked like chicken wings.

Ning Rongrong didn't bother arguing further with the fool; she simply took out a shiny cannon.

Seeing her bring out the Soul Tool that had injured Zhao Wuji at the start of the term, Tang San quickly stood behind Yu Xiaogang and warned:

"Ning Rongrong, don't you dare use that thing just because you can't win an argument with the teacher!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't know what was in Ning Rongrong's hand, but seeing Tang San's evasive reaction, he knew the item was dangerous.

Just as he braced himself to speak, Ning Rongrong spoke first:

"Hmph, coward!"

"Grandmaster, you should know what this is, right?"

How could Yu Xiaogang know it was an offensive Soul Tool? In his eyes, it was merely a fancy-looking pipe.

"You don't think the teacher wouldn't recognize a Soul Tool, do you? My Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges was even given to me by the teacher!"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong had no intention of using the Soul Tool, Tang San stepped out again, flashing the belt around his waist.

Yu Xiaogang felt a sense of relief internally; so this was also a Soul Tool. He wondered where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had found something that looked so strange.

He clasped his hands behind his back and said with disdain:

"It is merely a Soul Tool, nothing remarkable."

The crowd was incredulous; this was something that had injured a Soul Saint under Martial Soul Possession, yet in the Grandmaster's eyes, it was nothing more than mediocre!

Ning Rongrong was also bluffed and put away the Level 5 Soul Tool cannon.

"Since Grandmaster recognizes it, I'll be blunt."

"When I reach the Soul Ancestor realm, my father will give me a flight-type Soul Tool."

She pointed again at the seven bamboo baskets filled with stones and looked at Yu Xiaogang, asking:

"Tell me, is flying faster or is running faster?"

Upon hearing the words "flight-type Soul Tool," Yu Xiaogang blurted out:

"How is that possible!"

"All existing Soul Tools are for storage; there is no such thing as a flight-type Soul Tool."

"Your father must be lying to you!"