Oscar Strikes Back

Morning.

After washing up, Lin Huai felt refreshed and energized.

He planned to take the three women somewhere to begin the day's basic training.

It was also morning.

At Shrek Academy, Yu Gang looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu before him.

"Where are Dai Mubai and the other two?"

Tang San and Oscar shared a room, but he hadn't sensed any sign that Oscar had returned all night.

"Teacher, Oscar didn't come back once last night. I think the three of them must have been together."

Xiao Wu suddenly spotted a figure slowly approaching.

"Xiao San, isn't that Xiao Ao?"

Oscar walked closer,

his face deathly pale, his eyes sunken, and bloodshot veins crawling like a spiderweb across the whites of his eyes. He looked like a man on his last legs.

Xiao Wu jumped out and approached Oscar.

"Xiao Ao, you..."

Before Xiao Wu could finish, Oscar abruptly stumbled back several steps, waving both hands frantically.

His voice was hoarse, and fear colored his words.

"Not again, not again! If it happens again, I'm going to die!"

Yu Gang shouted at Oscar.

"Where are Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun? And how did you end up looking like this?"

Yu Gang's shout snapped Oscar back to his senses. Only then did he realize Xiao Wu was standing before him. He said weakly,

"Oh, it's you, Xiao Wu. I thought it was them."

He hunched over, mouth hanging half-open, and looked at Yu Gang in confusion.

"Boss Dai and the others should've been back ages ago."

"Great Master, I need to rest for a while. I'll come back for training this afternoon."

Oscar shuffled toward the dormitory.

Thinking back to last night, Oscar had been in high spirits at first.

After all, there had been three pretty good-looking women.

When Oscar wanted to take a break, the one called Xiao Ling'er muttered,

'Mom said to make sure Young Master Dai gets his money's worth.'

After that, he was subjected to round after round of exhausting group activity.

If Oscar's first Soul Skill hadn't been the recovery-inducing Big Sausage, he might have become a Soul Elder who died from completely draining himself.

His body shuddered, and Oscar hurriedly emptied his mind.

Now, even the thought of a woman made him have a stress response.

Yu Gang could see that he really was exhausted. Forcing him to train wouldn't do any good, so he didn't stop him.

"Xiao San, what happened to Xiao Ao?"

Tang San had never experienced anything like this, so naturally, he had no idea either.

The two of them looked at Yu Gang.

Unfortunately, Yu Gang was only a chaste old man who talked about such things without ever having done them.

As Yu Gang wondered how to talk his way out of it,

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also approached, looking listless.

But the two of them merely looked tired, unlike Oscar, who looked like he was on death's door.

Yu Gang scolded them sternly,

"Dai Mubai! Ma Hongjun!"

"Have you forgotten about today's special training?"

The two were still immersed in the grief of their puncture wounds, which wouldn't heal.

After all, this was Scarlet Rot. How could it possibly be cured?

When the Andrology Saint gave his diagnosis, the two had felt as if their world had nearly collapsed.

If they hadn't still been able to pin their hopes on an even more powerful healing-type Soul Master, they would have wanted to end it all.

Yu Gang saw that the two still hadn't pulled themselves together.

He infused his voice with Soul Power and berated them,

"I don't care what happened to you two. Get a grip and start today's special training!"

Dai Mubai was already furious. At Yu Gang's words, he nearly punched him.

But remembering that he still needed Yu Gang to help train him, he took a deep breath and held back.

He remembered that the strange illness had appeared after Lin Huai defeated him, so he blamed Lin Huai for it.

He never imagined that his suspicion had accidentally hit the mark.

Seeing that his scolding had worked, Yu Gang admired his own knowledge and talent even more!

"All right, Oscar can rest today. Whatever difficulties you're facing, train hard and vent your frustrations in battle a few days from now!"

Ma Hongjun thought of the three stunning beauties surrounding Lin Huai.

He hadn't gotten any release yesterday, and his Evil Fire suddenly flared up.

Tang San and Xiao Wu witnessed an unbelievable sight.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun trained with incredible dedication.

Several days passed just like that.

As for Haozi and Qian Daoliu—

Tang Hao had returned twice during that time, but each time he got close to Suotuo City, Qian Daoliu's presence would appear.

One of Tang San and the others' training exercises was running from Shrek Academy to Suotuo City and back, over and over again each day.

For the sake of his son's Soul Rings and Soul Bones, Tang Hao had no choice but to keep luring Qian Daoliu away.

Qian Daoliu, for his part, was delighted to have a pet to entertain him,

while Tang Hao was miserable, wishing he could kill Yu Gang.

At dusk, at the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City.

The people from Shrek had arrived early and were waiting.

Just then, Lin Huai and the other five appeared outside the Great Soul Arena.

When Oscar saw Ning Rongrong go straight to Lin Huai's side, his heart sank, despite still being afraid of women. The animated scenes of Ning Rongrong and Lin Huai began playing in his mind again.

After experiencing the three of them flying together, the scenes in his head became even more vivid.

"Rongrong, you should be standing with us!"

Oscar's voice was edged with anger.

Dai Mubai didn't want to face Zhu Zhuqing right now. If she found out he was sick, there'd be no hope of making up with her.

Ma Hongjun stood behind Dai Mubai, his eyes repeatedly roaming over Dai Mubai's rear.

After all, even a brothel wouldn't deal with someone carrying a disease.

Ning Rongrong had simply learned more, but her personality hadn't changed at all. She was still the Little Demoness, still just as proud.

Hearing the reproach in Oscar's words, she immediately snapped back,

"I worked my tail off trading information for you, and you dare yell at me, Oscar?"

At her words, the short animation playing in Oscar's mind instantly turned into a seven-day miniseries.

Ning Rongrong hadn't expected this, either. She'd only wanted to exaggerate her contribution a little, so she and Zhu Zhuqing could more easily explain why they hadn't returned to Shrek all these days.

She never imagined people would spread rumors that she'd sacrificed herself to obtain information.

Oscar shut his eyes and swallowed the bitterness of having watched the whole series. His voice was full of grievance.

"Fine, just fine!"

"Now you, Ning Rongrong, look down on us. You used your body to latch onto the Holy Son. How noble of you! How impressive!"

Ning Rongrong was stunned. Everyone else present was stunned, too.

The Shrek side was amazed at Oscar's boldness.

Lin Huai and the others were genuinely confused. When had Ning Rongrong traded anything like that with Lin Huai? They were together every day—how come they hadn't heard about it?

Ning Rongrong's expression was calm as she looked at the others from Shrek.

"Do you all think that, too?"

No one met her eyes. After all, in the Shrek group's eyes, that was exactly what Ning Rongrong had done.

Ning Rongrong suddenly laughed. When she finished, her voice turned icy.

"Fine. I'll just pretend I fed my conscience to a dog!"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong hadn't denied it, Oscar pressed his advantage.

"See? You're leaving Shrek now because you're guilty. You..."

Flender clapped a hand over Oscar's mouth and gave Ning Rongrong an apologetic smile, but he didn't say much. Oscar had lived at Shrek for years, after all, so Flender naturally took his side.

With his hands behind his back and his nostrils pointed skyward, Yu Gang slowly stepped forward.

"Holy Son Lin Huai, you never said we couldn't fight more than one at a time. So all five of our students will enter the arena together!"

Seeing Yu Gang's smug look, Lin Huai laughed in disbelief.