Oh Heavens, Please Grant Me a Dai Mubai!

"Hmph!"

"I don't want to do that kind of training."

Ning Rongrong looked utterly disdainful of Grandmaster's so-called training methods.

"I'm a Soul Master. What kind of training is making me run while carrying rocks? I don't want to be a laborer."

"Training like yours is what you call cultivation."

Ning Rongrong looked at Dai Mubai with envy. "Cultivating together can even speed up your progress."

"I want to learn Dual Cultivation too. Dai Mubai, can you teach me?"

Zhu Zhuqing had already looked somewhat wary, but now she became even more vigilant.

This girl.

Why was she always harboring improper thoughts toward Dai Mubai?

"The prerequisite for Dual Cultivation is that you must have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Dai Mubai stressed it again. "Only then can you practice Dual Cultivation."

He was completely unmoved by her coquettish act.

Wasn't a mature beauty better than a loli?

Besides, Ning Rongrong was not even a standard loli. At most, she was a spoiled young lady. Her coquettish behavior just now had all been an act.

At most...

Only when Ning Rongrong evolved into a gentle young lady would she catch his eye.

"Oh, who knows? Maybe the two of us could comprehend a Martial Soul Fusion Skill too. Then wouldn't we be able to practice Dual Cultivation?"

Ning Rongrong's ridiculous words made even Dai Mubai roll his eyes.

What kind of Martial Soul Fusion Skill could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Evil Eye White Tiger possibly create?

Oh, what, a heavenly king covers the earth tiger, the pagoda suppresses the river demon?

Wasn't that complete nonsense?

Dai Mubai could not be bothered with Ning Rongrong and simply walked away.

"Hey, don't go, Mubai! Dai Mubai!"

Ning Rongrong called out several times at Dai Mubai's departing back, but received no response. Disappointment immediately appeared on her face.

I've already been this forward. Why is it still not working?

Does Dai Mubai like long legs? But mine aren't short either.

Forget it. I'll fawn over him a little more next time.

She truly envied the relationship between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Oh Heavens, please grant me a Dai Mubai!"

Dean's Office

This place was truly shabby.

Though it was very clean, everything inside showed its age.

That miser was unwilling to replace even a single thing.

"Mubai, what did you come to see me about?"

Flender looked at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing standing before him and asked.

"Zhuqing and I are preparing to leave Shrek Academy for a while."

Dai Mubai spoke calmly.

"What?"

Flender was immediately startled and slipped off his chair in an instant.

"Ow! Why?"

Flender patted his backside and climbed up from the floor. Looking at the chair that had already fallen apart, he did not even bother putting it back together before continuing to question Dai Mubai.

"I plan to go out and gain experience for half a year before returning."

Dai Mubai did not beat around the bush with Flender.

He was leaving to find Immortal Herbs, and returning for the other Seven Monsters.

"No, no!"

Flender shook his head. "Did you have some conflict with Xiao Gang? If there's a conflict, we can work it out. If he made you unhappy, I'll talk to him!"

"No. This is... a requirement from my family. It has nothing to do with Yu... Grandmaster."

Dai Mubai explained.

Of course, he had made that up.

"This... a requirement from your family?"

Upon hearing Dai Mubai's words, Flender immediately recalled Dai Mubai's identity.

Was Dai Mubai in mortal danger?

He immediately slapped his chest. "Don't worry. My student—I'll protect you no matter what! Let's see what they can do to you!"

"Dean..."

Dai Mubai was surprised by Flender's reaction.

He had not expected this miser to be so loyal at a time like this.

Still, Dai Mubai continued explaining, "They aren't coming after me."

"In two years, I'll be taking part in the Throne Succession War. This trip is to increase my strength."

"I see. I didn't realize there were only two years left."

Flender sighed, suddenly feeling somewhat lost.

He had originally wanted Dai Mubai to participate in the next-next Soul Master Academy Tournament. It seemed he had been overthinking things.

"Fine, then. When are you leaving?"

"We're preparing to leave within the next few days."

Dai Mubai nodded. Time waited for no one.

"Alright."

Flender watched Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing leave, his feelings complicated.

He had not expected that Dai Mubai would be participating in the Throne Succession War in just two years.

He crouched before the broken chair, looking somewhat dejected.

He had not expected... that he could not even protect his own student.

"My chair... it just fell apart like this."

Flender looked at the chair on the floor, picked up the wooden pieces, and began trying to piece it together.

He did not know whether he could fix it.

"My chair... my student..."

"How much is this going to cost..."

That night

"Flender! That Dai Mubai has gone too far! He's led all my students astray! With him around, how can everyone cultivate properly?"

Yu Xiaogang came to Flender's office and immediately began complaining. "Even Ning Rongrong has been led astray by him!"

He wished he could expel Dai Mubai.

"Enough, Xiao Gang. He won't affect you anymore."

Flender's tone was utterly dispirited.

Under the lamplight, he wore a lonely expression as he pieced his chair back together, but he still could not fix it.

"He'll be leaving soon."

"What? He's leaving?"

Yu Xiaogang asked in confusion, though inwardly, he was delighted.

He could not have been happier with this outcome.

He had not expected Dai Mubai to run away on his own.

"But he was doing perfectly well at the academy. Why would he leave?"

Yu Xiaogang was still somewhat curious.

It could not be that Dai Mubai wanted to leave just because they had argued, could it?

That would make him far too petty.

"He's a Prince of the Star Luo Empire. In two years, he'll be participating in the Throne Succession War, so he's preparing to leave Shrek Academy first..."

Thinking of his dream that had failed before it could even begin, bitterness spread across Flender's lips.

"What? The Throne Succession War?"

Yu Xiaogang became even happier upon hearing that.

He knew a little about the Throne Succession War.

It was said that in the Star Luo Empire, when a Prince turned twenty-five, the succession war would begin to determine who inherited the empire.

The entire competition was incredibly bloody, and only one Prince could emerge victorious.

The defeated Princes, meanwhile, would face lifelong imprisonment.

Such imprisonment was naturally no different from death.

Dai Mubai was only 15 years old today. He would be seventeen in two years, which meant someone was eight years older than him!

Even if Dai Mubai was talented enough.

The battle for the throne was a matter for two people. Zhu Zhuqing was three years younger than him, yet her Soul Power was only level 28.

They would definitely be utterly defeated!

Wasn't that the same as Dai Mubai having only two years left to live?

Yu Xiaogang was very satisfied with this news.

Sure enough, his own student was the true genius.

Without Dai Mubai around, he felt as if his whole body had become lighter, and his mood was exceptionally pleasant.

"Flender, Dai Mubai is extraordinarily talented. Don't worry too much."

"Ah, get some rest. I'll be leaving first. Although he has some prejudice against me, I still hope he can overcome this trial."

Yu Xiaogang left with regret on the surface, but joy in his heart.