Soul Master City

"Teacher, is he really all right?" Wang Dong'er asked, tears welling in her eyes.

The man in white looked at the two girls surrounding Huo Yuhao and secretly cursed the brat for being so damn lucky with women.

But... why was there another guy?

The man in white sighed inwardly that he could no longer keep up with the times, then swept his gaze over the circle of freshmen around them.

It looked like this brat's luck with women would only get better from here on... though whether some of it counted as good luck was another matter.

"Don't worry, don't worry. He merely exhausted too much mental energy and will wake up soon. There is no need to worry."

"I shall first... stop pulling me. How is a little girl this strong? Look, he's already awake."

Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes, and then a teardrop fell into them...

My eyes! My eyes!

But in the end, he did not cry out. That would have ruined the atmosphere too much.

"I'm fine." He sat up. The damage to his body's meridians had already been healed, and there was nothing seriously wrong with him anymore.

If he could, he truly wanted to do it again. Chances like this, to use so many soul skills at once, did not come often.

"Who was worried about you?! If you were going to do something like that, you could at least have told us..." Wang Dong'er flung Huo Yuhao away and wiped her tears.

"This was something I wanted to do alone. I didn't want to drag you all into it."

Huo Yuhao got to his feet and moved around a few times. Finding nothing unusual, he hurriedly bowed to the man in white. "Thank you, Senior."

The man in white nodded slightly. "You can let go of me now, right? He really is fine."

Wang Qiu'er examined Huo Yuhao closely. Only after confirming that he was unharmed did she release the man in white.

Zhou Yi had already left. In a sense, today's lesson had been more effective than Zhou Yi's usual physical training class. These Class One freshmen had quickly grown closer, and they now truly understood that if they united their strength, they could accomplish many things no one person could do alone.

At most, the process had not gone quite as Zhou Yi intended.

"Then can we continue?" someone among the Class One freshmen suddenly said. The others surged forward, lifted Huo Yuhao into the air, tossed him up, and caught him again and again. At the same time, the freshmen repeatedly shouted his name.

"Huo Yutong! Huo Yutong! Huo Yutong..."

I really shouldn't have used a fake name...

Those who lifted others would inevitably be lifted by others.

After the commotion died down, Huo Yuhao first returned to the dormitory and changed clothes. The battle just now had been too intense, and even his clothes had been damaged.

As Huo Yuhao reviewed the battle, he gained quite a few new insights. He was already eager to develop new combat techniques.

"Huo Yutong!" Tang Ya's voice pulled him out of his excitement. Huo Yuhao hurried out of the dormitory with Qiu'er and Dong'er.

"Coming!"

The moment they met, Tang Ya grabbed Huo Yuhao by the ear and said coquettishly, "So you still know how to come out? Have you been indulging in a tender embrace? I've been waiting forever."

"Teacher Xiaoya, spare me. The afternoon class tore my clothes to shreds. I had no choice..." Huo Yuhao said pitifully.

"Your clothes were torn?" Tang Ya immediately let go. "Did that perverted old hag Zhou Yi give you trouble again? How are you? Is your body all right? If not, forget it. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Senior Sister, don't let him off. How did he lose out? He even beat Zhou Yi up." Wang Dong'er was still somewhat angry. Huo Yuhao had rushed forward by himself without saying a word. What if he had really been expelled?

Wang Qiu'er did not speak up for Huo Yuhao either. If the three of them had gone together, they could have let Zhou Yi taste the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

"So it was a practical combat class. She must have used some twisted method to train you again... Wait, who did you say got beaten up?" Tang Ya felt as though she had heard wrong.

Huo Yuhao had beaten Zhou Yi up?

Chinese can be arranged like that?

"All right, all right, I know I was wrong. Can everyone forgive me? Today, I'll do my best to make the grilled fish even tastier." Huo Yuhao tried to muddle through again. Although Tang Ya did not continue questioning him, the shock in her heart was no smaller.

A One-Ring Soul Master fighting a Six-Ring Soul Master? No matter how many restrictions there were, that was still absurd.

He had probably only gotten good results in the practical combat class...

Naturally, they could not grill fish on campus unless they wanted the teachers to scold them and confiscate all their "tools of the crime." Together, they went outside the east gate. This place mainly did business with students, with all sorts of snacks and delicacies making up the majority. The fragrance of food and vendors' cries formed a unique bustle of everyday life.

No.

Huo Yuhao noticed something unusual.

Every single vendor outside the east gate was a soul master!

Even the old man selling flatbread had One-Ring cultivation!

"Teacher Xiaoya, is the threshold for doing business in Shrek this high? Even One-Ring Soul Masters come to sell flatbread?" Huo Yuhao hid his shock behind curiosity. The One-Ring Soul Master selling flatbread was a kind old man. In a large place, a One-Ring Soul Master was nobody, but in a small place, it would not be difficult for one to throw his weight around.

"No." Tang Ya shook her head. "Shrek is a city of soul masters. It isn't that Shrek has high requirements for doing business. It's that only soul masters can live in Shrek."

"After all, this is Shrek. You could say that's one of Shrek's honors."

Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!

For the first time, Huo Yuhao, as a transmigrator, felt a measure of reverence toward Shrek. It truly deserved its reputation as a holy land for soul masters. Qiu'er and Dong'er were no exception, and they too were astonished.

Not far outside the city gate, Tang Ya impatiently took out all the equipment needed for grilling fish: a grill, iron rack, seasonings, black carp, charcoal, and more. Everything was prepared.

When it came to a foodie's ability to act, Tang Ya was exceptionally efficient. She quickly set up the grill and even used one of her soul skills. Her third soul skill was practically made for this sort of thing—though it could naturally unleash even greater power in actual combat. Tang Ya's control alone was enough to show just how troublesome she had become.

"All right, all right, my task is done. The rest is up to you. I'll go buy some other food first. Bei Bei will be coming soon too."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran off excitedly.

Huo Yuhao first checked the seasonings on hand. Tang Ya was truly thoughtful at times like this; she had even prepared perilla. Grilling fish was second nature to Huo Yuhao. He first skewered the fish on bamboo sticks and prepared the sauce.

He looked toward the stove beside them. Qiu'er and Dong'er found it amusing and volunteered to light the charcoal. But when Huo Yuhao looked over, he could not help laughing. After fiddling around for ages, they still had not managed to start a fire. Finally, when they could no longer take it, they used the Golden Dragon's heat-raising ability to burn the charcoal red.

Huo Yuhao wrapped perilla and several kinds of aromatic leaves together to make a simple brush. It was not that Tang Ya had failed to provide one, but this allowed him to better control the flavors of the spices and sauce.

Watch closely! This was the true essence of grilling fish!