Dai Mubai Confessed to Zhu Zhuqing?! Reduced to a Clown!

Tang Shuo nodded in satisfaction and withdrew his soul skill.

He rose to his feet, his gaze sweeping across the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well without wasting a moment.

He walked to the edge of the Yang Spring and reached out to pluck the Infernal Delicate Apricot, its entire body crimson red and shaped like a delicate apricot.

Then he went to the Yin Spring and removed the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass, crystal-clear and resembling an ice sculpture.

As Dugu Bo watched this scene, the corner of his eye twitched violently several times. His heart ached so badly it nearly bled.

Those were herbs he had guarded for years!

But when the words reached his lips, he forcibly swallowed them back down.

Forget it. Befriending this little monster—what did a few immortal herbs matter?

Besides, if he refused to let him pick them, would he slap him to death someday?

Dugu Bo seriously considered that possibility.

Tang Shuo paid no attention to Dugu Bo's conflicted expression. Carrying the two immortal herbs, he walked to the very center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

At the point where the Yin and Yang spring waters met, mist swirled. Half was freezing cold, while the other half was scorching hot.

Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged and placed the Infernal Delicate Apricot and Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass into his mouth at the same time.

The extreme agony of ice and fire erupted within his body in an instant.

Yet Tang Shuo's expression did not change. He slowly raised his hands, dipping his left hand into the Yin Spring and his right hand into the Yang Spring.

He intended to use the environment of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, along with the medicinal effects of the two immortal herbs, to cultivate a supreme art that was both unyieldingly masculine and intensely yang, yet supremely yin and soft.

Primordial Yin-Yang Hands!

Dugu Bo, standing nearby, had already gone numb.

Looking at Tang Shuo's absurdly young face, only one thought remained in his heart.

Just how far would his future achievements reach?

A Titled Douluo?

No. To him, that was probably only a starting point.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath. Then, the proud and pretty figure of his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, suddenly appeared in his mind.

His eyes lit up at once.

That was it!

His brother was so extraordinary. If Yan Yan could be with him...

The more Dugu Bo thought about it, the more reliable it seemed. In an instant, he made up his mind.

Once they returned, he absolutely had to give that girl Yan Yan a proper talking-to.

What Heaven Dou Imperial Academy genius? Before Brother Tang Shuo, they were worth shit!

He had to make her smarter, get her to take the initiative, and have more contact with Brother Tang Shuo!

What if it really worked out...

Thinking of that wonderful future, a lecherous smile involuntarily appeared on Dugu Bo's weathered old face.

Shrek Academy.

The fading glow of the setting sun coated the training grounds in a warm golden hue.

Recently, as everyone had grown increasingly coordinated, an indescribable tacit understanding had formed among the Shrek Seven Monsters, whether in cultivation or daily life.

They had ventured through the Star Dou Great Forest together, fought the Peerless Dragon and Snake together, and struggled to endure Flender's exploitation together.

Those life-and-death experiences had made their relationship seem exceptionally harmonious.

At least, that was how Dai Mubai saw it.

Leaning against a pillar in front of the dormitory building, his gaze followed the cool and agile figure in the distance.

Zhu Zhuqing had just finished her extra physical training for the day and was heading back to the dormitory alone.

Dai Mubai felt that his opportunity had arrived.

Over the past few days, he could sense that Zhu Zhuqing's attitude toward him no longer seemed as cold as before.

During training, she coordinated with his attacking rhythm.

When discussing tactics, she would occasionally offer one or two pointed suggestions.

To Dai Mubai, these were signs that the ice between them had begun to thaw.

His self-confidence was through the roof.

It was time to settle things once and for all.

Still, he could not handle something like this through reckless impulse alone.

He needed help.

Dai Mubai's eyes shifted, and he immediately found Tang San, who was discussing tactics with Oscar.

"Tang San, come here for a moment."

Tang San looked up. Seeing Dai Mubai's solemn yet slightly awkward expression, he was somewhat puzzled.

"Mubai, what is it?"

Dai Mubai pulled him aside and lowered his voice.

"Brother, do me a favor."

"I'm planning... to formally confess to Zhuqing."

Tang San was slightly taken aback.

He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who stood alone in the distance, then looked back at Dai Mubai.

As the team's brain, he naturally understood the complicated and tense relationship between the two.

He thought for a moment.

"Mubai, are you sure?"

"With Zhuqing's personality... wouldn't this be too sudden?"

Dai Mubai slapped his chest, his face full of confident determination.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

"Our relationship has eased up a lot recently. I think the time is right."

"So, are you helping or not?"

Tang San looked into Dai Mubai's eyes and saw the anticipation and sincerity within them.

He nodded.

The team's cohesion was of utmost importance.

If helping Dai Mubai resolve the knot between himself and Zhu Zhuqing could benefit the entire Shrek Seven Monsters, it would be a good thing.

"Alright. What do you need us to do?"

A smile appeared on Dai Mubai's face.

"Simple."

"When I stop her later, you just need to... help set the mood from the side."

Tang San understood immediately.

He promptly found Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Ma Hongjun, who had just finished sparring with Xiao Wu.

"Everyone, listen up. We have an important mission in a moment."

"Atmosphere squad, get ready."

Zhu Zhuqing walked along the road she had to take back to the dormitory.

She walked this path several times every day. It could not have been more familiar.

But today, she kept feeling that something was off.

There seemed to be several furtive gazes hidden in the grass by the roadside.

Her brows drew together slightly, but she did not slow her pace.

Just as she reached a large tree, a figure suddenly flashed out from behind it and blocked her path.

It was Dai Mubai.

Zhu Zhuqing stopped. There was not a ripple in her cool eyes.

"Is something the matter?"

Her voice was as cold as her gaze, like ice.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath.

As if performing a magic trick, he produced a huge bouquet of vivid roses from behind his back.

The flowers were in full bloom, still covered in glistening dewdrops.

He held them out before Zhu Zhuqing. His strange eyes, normally so wicked, were now filled with deep affection.

"Zhuqing."

His voice was as gentle as he could possibly make it.

"Lately, cultivating with you, fighting with you, living with you..."

"I feel like I've come to know you all over again."

"I... have been deeply drawn to you."

"The feelings in my heart can no longer be suppressed."

Dai Mubai stared at her and spoke each word distinctly.

"Zhuqing, can you... give me another chance?"

"I swear that this time, I'll give it everything I have and protect you with all my heart. I'll never let you suffer even the slightest grievance again."

Zhu Zhuqing quietly looked at him. Her heart was utterly unmoved; she even felt like laughing.

Speechless.

She had absolutely no idea which of her actions had given Dai Mubai such a baffling illusion.

That she would give him another chance?