Cause of Death in Past Life, Mysterious Black Shadow's Soul Seizure

Xiao Wu nodded at Fu Qin, her eyes carrying a hint of reassurance, before she turned to support Ning Rongrong.

"Come back to the room with me to rest; a girl needs to take good care of herself."

The two figures soon vanished at the end of the corridor, leaving Fu Qin standing alone in place, lost in thought.

Beside the washbasin not far away, Zhu Zhuqing had just splashed cold water on her cheeks, a flush rising on her cool skin.

She took it all in, watching Ning Rongrong held in Fu Qin's arms and witnessing the thick, inseparable affection between them, a flicker of envy rising inexplicably in her heart.

Fu Qin's gentleness, strength, and sense of responsibility had long since left a mark on her, yet the engagement on her person was like an invisible shackle, reminding her that she was Dai Mubai's fiancée and leaving her without even the qualification to express her feelings.

Her gaze was incredibly complex, filled with longing, resentment, and a hint of indescribable bitterness.

Fu Qin keenly caught Zhu Zhuqing's gaze; he did not over-interpret it, simply offering her a bright, hearty smile.

The smile was clean and open, yet it made Zhu Zhuqing's heart skip a beat, causing her to lower her head in a hurry, pretending to continue tidying her clothes while her earlobes quietly turned red.

A quarter of an hour later, the assembly whistle sounded right on time on the Shrek Academy playground.

Everyone arrived one after another, and Fu Qin spotted Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong standing together at a glance.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, whispering something and occasionally exchanging glances with perfect tacit understanding; their relationship was clearly much closer than before.

To Fu Qin's surprise, the panic and fragility Ning Rongrong had shown in the early morning were gone, replaced by her usual charming and lively demeanor.

It was as if the memory awakening and the lingering intimacy of last night were merely a dream, showing no signs of abnormality to the others.

She even winked at Fu Qin as she usually did, her eyes holding a trace of shyness and reliance known only to the two of them.

Fu Qin praised her silently; this girl was indeed clever, knowing how to hide her strength and memories before the situation became clear.

He swept his gaze over the crowd calmly; Tang San remained his usual gentle and steady self, his eyes full of trust as he looked at him.

Dai Mubai held his waist, his face still somewhat pale, his gaze toward Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing carrying a hint of imperceptible greed.

Ma Hongjun looked around, his eyes turbid.

Oscar stood at the very back with a hypocritical smile on his lips, and deep in his eyes as he looked at Fu Qin, a flame called jealousy was almost burning through.

Just then, Fu Qin's

System Panel

suddenly popped up lines of small text—these were the inner thoughts Ning Rongrong had suppressed in her heart, appearing on the panel.

[Past life... at the end of the Peerless Tang Sect, that strange black shadow suddenly appeared. It was too strong; Zhuqing and I were no match at all and were directly possessed...]

[We were already dead! What remained in the God Realm later were merely shells controlled by the black shadow. No wonder no one noticed...]

[Oscar! Dai Mubai! You two beasts! You actually fooled around with those divine officials right in front of Zhuqing and me! I foolishly treated you as husbands and companions in my past life! But Zhuqing hasn't recovered her memories; she still holds expectations for Dai Mubai...]

Fu Qin's eyes instantly turned suspicious.

The truth behind the deaths of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing was that they were possessed by a black shadow?

And Oscar and Dai Mubai had actually done such despicable things in their past life, playing with divine officials right in front of their own partners—this was simply... too perverted.

Even he, a "Cao Cao" who liked married women, felt their games were twisted.

Shrek playground.

The morning breeze brushed through Ning Rongrong's hair, and she subconsciously touched the shiny ring on her ring finger.

This was an auxiliary artifact Fu Qin had forged for her using scraps of a thousand-year soul bone.

After awakening her past-life memories, the hatred and fear in her heart had nearly made her lose control, but the icy touch from her fingertip helped her calm down quickly.

If those two beasts, Dai Mubai and Oscar, knew she had recovered her memories, they would surely take action; she had to remain still and wait for the best opportunity.

Moreover, Oscar was now completely isolated.

His selfish act of selling out his teammates left Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun maintaining only a superficial connection with him; Ning Rongrong clearly felt that the way everyone around looked at Oscar was full of contempt.

Such a situation ignited hope in her heart.

As long as she added fuel to the fire and completely trampled that piece of trash, she could be with Fu Qin openly and would never have to hide again.

She turned her head to look at Xiao Wu beside her, and the two exchanged a knowing look.

After Xiao Wu helped her back to her room last night, she had subtly revealed Oscar's sordid past-life behavior, especially the humiliating history of him playing with divine officials right in front of her.

Xiao Wu was incensed upon hearing it and immediately formed an alliance with her.

"Don't worry, Rongrong, we will definitely protect Zhuqing and never let her be defiled by that bastard Dai Mubai again!"

The two maintained a tacit, superficial peace and did not mention their respective entanglements with Fu Qin.

Xiao Wu also cherished the alliance with Ning Rongrong, and Ning Rongrong understood that unity was the most important thing right now; matters of the heart could be set aside for the moment.

Just then, steady footsteps came from the entrance of the playground.

Dean Flender walked in front, followed by a man in a simple long robe with sharp eyes and a crew cut—it was his close friend, the Wisdom Corner of the Golden Iron Triangle, and Tang San's master, Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept across the field, and when it landed on Fu Qin, a satisfied smile flashed in his eyes.

He had learned that Fu Qin was not only powerful now but had also saved Tang San's life in the Star Dou Forest; he was meticulous, loyal, and a rare talent.

Not long after.

When Flender whispered the events of the Star Dou Forest into his ear.

When Tang San insisted on absorbing the 3,800-year Soul-Devouring Demon Spider spirit ring, nearly exploding to death in the process, and only narrowly survived because Fu Qin replaced it with a century-old Solitary Bamboo spirit bone, Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened instantly.

He looked at Tang San with eyes full of frustration at his lack of progress, his tone severe.

"Tang San! You are far too arrogant! Your status as a reincarnated God King is no excuse for such recklessness. How could you possibly hope to control a spirit ring that exceeds your limit? Had Fu Qin not intervened, you would have been torn apart by the spirit ring's power long ago!"

Tang San lowered his head under the reprimand.

While his heart was filled with gratitude toward Fu Qin, he sneered at Yu Xiaogang.

It was Fu Qin who saved him; what did Yu Xiaogang amount to?

If not for the face of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan backing the man, he would have quit long ago.

Today's training plan had also changed due to Yu Xiaogang's arrival.

It could only be said that Yu Xiaogang's training level was absolute trash.

It had no nutritional value whatsoever.

However, Tang San and the others were all old souls who had lived two lifetimes, so none of them voiced any complaints.

Late at night.

A massive pressure suddenly enveloped the wooden house where Flender and Zhao Wuji were staying.

Sensing this aura, the expressions of both men changed drastically, and they rushed out the door one after another.

They saw a tall, dark figure walking slowly toward them; it was none other than Tang Hao, who had just returned from the cave where Ah Yin resided.

The smell of alcohol had not yet dissipated from his body, but his gaze was as sharp as a physical blade, and as it swept over the group, the very air seemed to freeze.