Gu Rong: Three Punches from Him, Seven Pints of Blood from Me!

"All you need to do is lend us a hand once when the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is at its most difficult!"

Nearby, Ning Rongrong blinked her large eyes curiously as she sized up Du Busi and the other two.

The terms Ning Fengzhi offered were extraordinarily generous, showing Du Busi the utmost respect and treatment.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up at his words. This deal sounded like guaranteed profit with no risk!

Lu Xiao helplessly pinched her cheek and reminded her in a low voice, "How could it be as simple as he made it sound?"

"Once the old man loses his head and agrees to this request, Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire won't believe he can stay out of it!"

As he spoke, Lu Xiao shot Xiao Wu a speechless look.

Honestly, this girl was far too carefree. Didn't she see that Bone Douluo had been watching her, openly or otherwise?

And she was practically offering herself up to him...

Du Busi's face turned livid as he heard Lu Xiao call him "old man" again and again. His large hand came down directly on Lu Xiao's shoulder!

Smack!

Lu Xiao's muscles and bones had already been aching all over, and the heavy blow made his entire body stiffen.

Pain instantly contorted Lu Xiao's face. His features scrunched together as he sucked in a cold breath, his eyes reddening slightly.

"Pain, pain, pain! Master, go easy!"

Lu Xiao's voice trembled with obvious pain as he repeatedly begged for mercy with a bitter expression.

Xiao Wu was startled by the sudden scene and hurriedly reached out to support the swaying Lu Xiao.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Du Busi with both distress and grievance, softly defending Lu Xiao. "Senior, Lu Xiao didn't mean it. Please don't be angry..."

Du Busi withdrew his hand, his expression still unpleasant. He snorted coldly. "No respect for elders! A master for a day is a father for life. Calling me 'old man' every other word—where am I supposed to put this old face of mine?"

He had measured his strength perfectly. Though the blow looked heavy, it had not caused Lu Xiao any real harm.

Not far away, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong silently watched the scene, each wearing a different expression.

How should they put it? This senior seemed rather uninhibited.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's goodwill is appreciated."

Du Busi could not be bothered to deal with Lu Xiao anymore. Turning back to Ning Fengzhi, he said calmly, "I am from the Body Sect, the current master of the Body Sect!"

Du Busi's tone was calm. After all, one did not strike a smiling face.

Besides, Ning Fengzhi had said he could crush Tang Hao, which undoubtedly satisfied Du Busi's vanity!

Lu Xiao's mouth twitched. Put nicely, he was the master of the Body Sect. Put bluntly, wasn't he just a lonely old man raising two children?

Ning Fengzhi's gaze shifted slightly. Seizing the chance, he softly made another request. "Since Senior has settled here to cultivate, this junior would like to boldly make one more presumptuous request."

"We have traveled a long way and are exhausted, while the inns in the city are noisy."

His tone was earnest and his posture exceedingly humble. "Would Senior permit us to stay temporarily at Notting Academy for a few days?"

Ning Fengzhi had phrased it exceptionally cleverly. He explained why they wished to stay while also giving Du Busi plenty of face.

Du Busi replied blandly, "Do as you please. Notting Academy is not my territory. Stay if you want; there is no need to ask me."

Then his tone changed, and he unleashed the pressure of a Super Douluo upon Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong without restraint.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong's expressions changed drastically as they felt that tyrannical pressure.

Ning Rongrong, whom Du Busi had deliberately spared, merely looked curiously at Lu Xiao behind him.

"I dislike trouble! If any of you make us uncomfortable, I don't mind making him uncomfortable too!"

Du Busi put tremendous emphasis on the word "us"!

Ning Fengzhi immediately understood and cupped his hands. "Senior, rest assured. We will never expose your identities!"

Upon hearing that satisfactory answer, the mountain-like pressure around Du Busi instantly receded and vanished without a trace, as though the terrifying oppression had never existed.

He patted Ning Fengzhi's shoulder with his large hand, his tone even carrying a hint of approval. "Not bad! Young man, you have a bright future!"

With that, he led Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu toward the back mountain.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his shoulder and turned to Bone Douluo beside him. "Uncle Bone, just how strong is this senior?"

Gu Rong's expression was incomparably grave. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I'm three-seven against him!"

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow slightly and murmured, "Is this senior really that strong?"

Bone Douluo shook his head with a bitter smile, his withered face full of helplessness. He explained blandly, "You misunderstood. He throws three punches, and I cough up seven pints of blood!"

"Hiss—"

Ning Fengzhi drew in a sharp breath. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and the last trace of hope in his heart vanished completely.

"Terrifying..."

Ning Fengzhi murmured softly, his eyes filled with deep apprehension. "No wonder he has no fear of the Clear Sky Sect. It seems the rumors of Tang Hao being seriously injured are true!"

Gu Rong nodded slightly. "Very few people in this world can reliably suppress him. Even if Chen Xin and I joined forces, we would likely be no match for him."

No one noticed that Ning Rongrong, held in Gu Rong's arms, was staring toward the deep, tranquil back mountain with clear, crystalline eyes.

More precisely, she was staring at Lu Xiao, whom Du Busi was carrying!

Meanwhile, at the back mountain of Notting Academy.

The instant Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu followed Du Busi into the back mountain, they both froze in astonishment.

Three days ago, this place had still been a complete mess.

Du Busi's battle with Tang Hao had ravaged the entire forested back mountain, leaving it devastated and desolate.

Yet the scene before their eyes had been completely renewed.

The broken ancient trees had all been set upright and regrown. The churned earth had been leveled and compacted, while shattered stones and weeds had vanished without a trace.

The evening breeze swept past, rustling the branches and leaves. The vegetation smelled fresh, and everything was quiet and secluded.

In only three days, all the damage caused by the battle had somehow been restored to its original state.

At the most open spot in the forest stood an elegant, tidy Bamboo Building.

The entire Bamboo Building was constructed from the soulwood known as Lone Bamboo. Its bamboo walls were smooth, its bamboo windows clear, and its roof was layered with neat bamboo strips, simple yet refined.

The Bamboo Building was not large. It had two floors, a regular and sturdy structure, and a low bamboo fence encircling it, with scattered wildflowers dotting the fence's edge.

A gentle breeze passed through the railing, carrying a faint fragrance of bamboo and vegetation. It was tranquil and comfortable.

There was no need to think about it. This had to be Notting Academy's work.

Lu Xiao let out a long breath. The tension brought by days of fighting suddenly loosened, making the soreness in his muscles and bones even more apparent.

Dragging his exhausted body to the railing of the Bamboo Building, he braced himself against the cool bamboo and relaxed visibly. "At last, we have somewhere peaceful to stay."

Xiao Wu obediently followed at his side, her brows curving as she said softly, "It's so quiet here. It's much more comfortable than the wolf den."

Du Busi slowly walked to the bluestone clearing before the Bamboo Building and stood there with his hands behind his back.