Do You Still Need a Leg Accessory, Boss?

Yu Feng dashed over to Ye Qing in a single stride.

His eyes gleamed as he grabbed Ye Qing's arm with both hands.

"Boss! Boss Ye! My name is Yu Feng!"

"Do you need a leg accessory?!"

Ye Qing was left dazed by his enthusiasm.

"Are all of you on the Imperial Fighting Team this familiar with strangers?"

"No, no, no. I'm only familiar with the strong!"

Yu Feng declared righteously.

His expression was so sincere that it looked like he wanted to set up a longevity tablet for Ye Qing.

"Three purple Soul Rings, bro!"

"Your first Soul Ring was purple! I almost dropped to my knees and kowtowed to you on the spot!"

The Shi Mo brothers nodded wildly behind him, perfectly in sync like two clones of the same person.

Shi Mo added quietly, "Too strong."

Shi Mo continued, "Ridiculously strong."

The two spoke in unison. "We're convinced."

Osler rubbed his forehead and silently moved two steps to the side.

His face wore an expression of utter disdain that said, "I have nothing to do with these people."

"You're elite students of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, at least. Can you have a little dignity?"

Yu Feng looked back at him and said seriously, "What's dignity? Can you eat it? Can it get me three purple Soul Rings?"

Osler fell silent for two seconds, then quietly turned his face away.

Ye Lingling walked lightly over to Dugu Yan's side.

The phantom of the Nine-Heart Begonia in her palm withdrew back into her body, and the gentle white glow slowly faded.

"Yanzi, it seems your fiancé has completely changed the atmosphere of the Imperial Fighting Team."

Dugu Yan curled her lips, a trace of pride flashing through her emerald eyes.

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"It used to be so lifeless. Isn't this much livelier?"

Ye Lingling thought back to Yu Feng's entire transformation into a crazed fanboy.

Then she looked at the Shi Mo brothers' blank faces, still immersed in shock.

She let out a soft sigh.

"It is lively, but something still feels a little off."

"It should feel off."

Dugu Yan crossed her arms, a hint of mischief in her voice.

"The Imperial Fighting Team used to be led by Yu Tianheng. But now..."

She did not finish her sentence, merely tilting her chin toward Ye Qing.

Just then, Qin Ming walked over from the edge of the field.

He adjusted the glasses on his nose, and a meaningful white glint flashed across the lenses.

He stopped before Ye Qing and looked him over from head to toe.

The noise in the training ground gradually quieted.

Everyone looked toward the Imperial Fighting Team's instructor.

Qin Ming's gaze lingered on Ye Qing for several breaths before he said something that stunned everyone.

"You said 'your Imperial Fighting Team' just now. That isn't quite accurate."

He paused, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Starting today, you are also an official member of the Imperial Fighting Team."

Yu Feng leaped straight into the air, his voice loud enough to blow the roof off Heaven Dou Royal Academy. "Awesome!!!"

He turned and shouted at Osler, "Old Osler, did you hear that?! The boss joined us!"

Osler replied expressionlessly, "I heard you. Keep shouting and you'll make me deaf."

The Shi Mo brothers exchanged a glance, then both reached out and pressed down on Yu Feng's shoulders from either side, forcing him back to the ground.

Shi Mo said, "Calm down."

Shi Mo said, "Don't embarrass yourself."

Yu Feng struggled free from the brothers' demonic grasp.

Yet no matter what he did, he could not suppress the curve of his lips.

He looked back at Ye Qing, cleared his throat, and tried to make his voice sound more reserved. The moment he spoke, however, he slipped right back into fanboy mode.

"Boss, when we fight team battles from now on, I'll just lie back and let you carry!"

Ye Qing's mouth twitched. "You really aren't holding back."

"Why would I be polite with the boss?"

Yu Feng said it as though it were only natural.

Qin Ming clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back to him.

"Alright. Since we are teammates from today onward, let's formally introduce ourselves."

Yu Feng immediately straightened his back and said solemnly, "My Martial Soul is the Wind Bell Bird. I'm a level 31 Soul Elder. Boss, you can call me Little Feng from now on!"

Ye Qing watched him switch from a crazed fanboy to a serious teammate in an instant.

He could not help wondering if this guy had secretly trained in Sichuan opera face-changing.

Osler gave a slight nod, his tone as cold as ever. "Osler. Black Panther Martial Soul. Level 32 agility-type Soul Elder."

The Shi Mo brothers stepped forward together, cupped their hands in greeting, and spoke in perfect synchronization.

"Our Martial Souls are Black Tortoise."

Shi Mo said, "My name is Shi Mo, level 34 Soul Elder."

Shi Mo said, "My name is Shi Mo, level 33 Soul Elder."

Ye Lingling gave a slight bow, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze brushing over water. "I am Ye Lingling. Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul, level 37 auxiliary-type tool Soul Ancestor. I had intended to heal you earlier, but I discovered that you were not injured."

She paused, her blue eyes resting on Ye Qing for a moment. "It is indeed rare to see someone who can completely defeat Senior Tianheng."

After listening to everyone's introductions, Ye Qing cupped his hands and said seriously, "Ye Qing. Chaos Green Lotus Martial Soul. Level 40."

Yu Feng's eyes went round. "Level 40?"

Yu Feng opened and closed his mouth, but in the end, only three words came out. "I'm lying down!"

Osler added flatly from the side, "You already said that."

"Then I'm saying it again!" Yu Feng showed no embarrassment at all.

"Boss, in team battles, I'll be responsible for cheering you on!"

This time, the Shi Mo brothers did not hold Yu Feng down, because they themselves were quietly nodding as well.

Ye Lingling turned to Dugu Yan and softly said something that made the tips of Dugu Yan's ears redden.

"Yanzi, you found yourself a very formidable fiancé."

Dugu Yan turned her face away, trying to maintain her usual cold and proud tone. "He's only so-so."

But the light swirling in her emerald eyes completely betrayed the pride in her heart.

Qin Ming clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back again.

"Alright, training ends here for today."

"Ye Qing, report in officially tomorrow. I'll arrange a training plan and team practice for you then."

"As for Yu Tianheng... you don't need to worry too much."

"He is a proud person, but precisely because of that pride, he will not be easily defeated."

Yu Feng muttered quietly, "Teacher Qin, that makes it sound like Yu Tianheng was defeated by Boss Ye."

Osler corrected him expressionlessly, "It doesn't just sound like it. It is a fact."

Qin Ming adjusted his glasses and selectively ignored the exchange.

Yu Feng leaned closer to Ye Qing and lowered his voice, his expression turning mysterious.

"Boss, I know it's not really appropriate to ask this right after meeting you, but I really can't hold it in anymore."

Ye Qing glanced at him. "What is it?"

Yu Feng took a deep breath and asked, word by word, the biggest question in his heart.

"Those three purple Soul Rings of yours... how exactly did you get them?"

As soon as those words came out, the Shi Mo brothers both pricked up their ears.

Even Osler subtly leaned closer.

Although Ye Lingling did not move closer,

her gaze quietly settled on Ye Qing as well.

After all, Ye Qing's Soul Ring configuration went beyond what the Soul Master world recognized as the optimal arrangement.

Dugu Yan crossed her arms, a look of amusement flashing through her emerald eyes.

Ye Qing, you're always so good at making things up. Let's see what you say this time.

A profound smile curved Ye Qing's lips.

"Well..."

He deliberately drew out the final word, thoroughly whetting everyone's appetite.

"It's a long story."

Yu Feng held his breath.

The Shi Mo brothers swallowed in perfect sync.

Osler's brows creased almost imperceptibly.

Meeting everyone's gazes, Ye Qing smiled slightly. "So I won't tell it."

Yu Feng nearly coughed up blood on the spot.

"Boss! You can't do that!"

"You cut things off more viciously than the storytellers in Heaven Dou City!"

Ye Qing patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Young man, leaving a little suspense helps maintain curiosity."

"Curiosity is the ladder of progress. I'm doing this for your own good."

"You just want to whet my appetite!"

"Good that you know."

Watching Ye Qing's punchable expression from the side, Dugu Yan could not help bursting into laughter.