Before he could finish speaking...
Yang Xing slightly disguised the colors of his Soul Rings. Against sheltered young wastrels, a more conventional display of Soul Rings was sometimes simpler and more effective as a deterrent. Nine Soul Rings silently appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red.
Their terrifying radiance lit up the entire corridor.
The young wastrel's face went from red to white, then blue. His legs buckled, and he dropped straight to his knees, banging his forehead against the floor.
"Spare me, Your Eminence! I was blind! I was blind!"
His trousers were already soaked.
Yang Xing withdrew his Soul Rings, walked around him, and continued on his way.
Ning Rongrong clung to his arm, shaking with laughter like blossoms trembling on their branches.
The meal was thoroughly enjoyable.
After eating, Yang Xing intended to leave, but Ning Rongrong repeatedly pleaded with him to stay.
"Master, don't leave tonight. I can squeeze in with Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing, and you can sleep in my room. You can enjoy this beautiful girl's fragrance while you're at it, so a lecherous master like you won't go chasing flowers and willows elsewhere."
Yang Xing shook his head.
"Qianxue arranged a large residence for me at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. I'll stay here occasionally from now on, too."
Ning Rongrong brimmed with resentment, muttering "stupid Master" several times before reluctantly letting him go.
Yang Xing walked out of the academy, turned, and returned to Suotuo City.
After returning to Suotuo City, Yang Xing first lay back and rested, enjoying his maids' attentions for several days. Only then did he take out the Nine Tribulations Secret Tome to examine its cultivation requirements, intending to give it a try.
The Nine Tribulations Secret Tome required its cultivator