A Soul Master Who Doesn't Cause Trouble Is Not a Good Soul Master

Eight-Stage Throw?

Ning Rongrong stopped crying instantly.

A brilliant gleam could not help but shine through her tear-filled eyes.

Others might not know how formidable Xiao Wu's Eight-Stage Throw was, but those of them from Shrek Academy knew it all too well.

That Bule back then had been a genuine Soul King.

But what had happened in the end?

Under Xiao Wu's deliberate seduction, hadn't he ultimately fallen for it?

Even after taking the bait, he had not had the slightest chance to resist, and had ended up crippled for several months.

Now that Xiao Wu had said this,

after giving it a little thought, Ning Rongrong immediately wanted to settle on the plan.

Even though she knew perfectly well that Ye Qingtian had not been the one who had truly groped her chest.

But what man did not like women?

If they carried out the plan as Xiao Wu suggested, she refused to believe Ye Qingtian would not take the bait.

And once he did, his end would definitely be miserable!

"Back then, who knew how many bones Bule had broken throughout his body?"

"If this succeeds, at the very least, we can turn that bastard into just like Bule!"

"When we dealt with Bule before, no one attacked after Xiao Wu stopped. This time, after Xiao Wu finishes, I absolutely have to vent some more!"

"If I don't vent properly, then all the grievances I suffered today will have been for nothing!"

Ning Rongrong cursed inwardly.

She had originally wanted to find some fun and excitement.

In the end, she had found neither fun nor excitement, only a bellyful of anger.

Most importantly of all, she had even received a hard slap across the face.

She absolutely could not tolerate this!

"It's decided, then. When the time comes, we'll settle the score with that bastard properly!"

"He's just an ordinary person. The fact that I chose him as someone to entertain me is already giving him too much credit!"

"Hmph! He actually dared to be so uncooperative. Unforgivable!"

Ning Rongrong continued to harbor resentment toward Ye Qingtian.

Clearly, she herself had been the one to stir up the entire incident, yet she did not think she was wrong in the slightest. The very concept of being wrong had never existed for her.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was such a powerful sect.

Within the sect, did she not get whatever she wanted?

She had never suffered such grievances within the sect, yet she had encountered them after coming out. She simply could not accept it.

As she silently recited these matters and carefully organized the outline of what needed to be done next, Ning Rongrong met Xiao Wu's gaze.

"Xiao Wu, then I'll have to rely on you this time."

"That bastard is too hateful. Not only did he molest me in public, he even slapped me in public!"

"I have to vent this anger!"

Ning Rongrong replied resolutely.

Before the time for revenge had even come, her teeth already itched with rage, as though she wished the entire revenge plan could be carried out immediately.

Xiao Wu hummed. "Mm-hmm, then it's settled. Tonight, we'll find an opportunity and carry out this revenge plan together!"

"But for now, Rongrong, stop crying."

Ning Rongrong was no longer crying.

Every last tear had been wiped away.

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent. Seeing Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong settle the matter of that night, she said worriedly,

"Xiao Wu, Third Brother won't agree to us doing this. We should wait until we return and figure out everything first!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu said confidently, "Don't worry. Didn't I just say that? Although we don't yet know why Third Brother told us to go back first,"

"one thing is certain: no matter what happens, Third Brother will definitely stand on our side."

"Don't forget, we're the Shrek Seven Devils!"

Shrek Academy.

It had only been a few days since Liu Erlong's former Blue Tyrant Academy had been renamed.

Inside the spacious headmaster's office, Flender sat alone behind his desk.

Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, Zhao Wuji, and the other core members of Shrek Academy had all gathered there.

Tang San and the other six stood obediently near the doorway.

"Alright, everyone is here. Xiao San, you said you had something important to tell us. You may begin." Flender made the decision.

Tang San nodded. "Headmaster, teachers, while we were out shopping today, Rongrong had her chest groped by someone, and that person even slapped her."

???

Her chest had been groped?

And she had been slapped?

Flender and the others froze briefly, unable to process it right away.

A moment later, Liu Erlong was the first to react. Her aura surged upward, and a chilling, vicious presence erupted from her.

"Who was it? Who dared to bully Shrek Academy so openly?"

"Xiao San, tell me everything about that person. I'll go kill them!"

Liu Erlong flew into a rage.

She was like someone with no brains.

The instant she understood, she immediately clamored about seeking revenge.

As the Horn of Slaughter from the Golden Iron Triangle, this had always been her personality.

She treated life and death lightly; if she was dissatisfied, she fought!

To hell with all the details—fight first and talk later!

Zhao Wuji gradually came back to his senses as well.

For a moment, he looked at Tang San and the others with disappointment.

"Xiao San, did everything I told you before go in one ear and out the other?"

"Have you forgotten what I told you when we dealt with Canghui Academy? A Soul Master who doesn't cause trouble isn't a good Soul Master!"

"Rongrong looks so aggrieved. Didn't you go get justice for her?"

Tang San was somewhat speechless.

Seeing everyone in the headmaster's office starting to lose their tempers,

he took a deep breath and hurriedly explained, "Headmaster, teachers, that's not the issue. Although we didn't cause trouble on the spot, I suspect we may have provoked someone anyway."

"Based on my judgment, that person's strength is very great!"

As he spoke those words with absolute certainty,

Tang San's pupils could not help shrinking again.

As the only one who had sensed Ye Qingtian's aura, even after some time had passed, he still could not help feeling his heart palpitate.

It was not merely fear. There was even a trace of hair-raising dread.

It was as though some ferocious beast had locked onto him, leaving him no way to escape.

"Very strong? Does being strong mean he can act however he wants?"

"Xiao San, stop rambling and tell me that person's strength!"

"Our Shrek Academy has so many teachers, every one of them a capable fighter. Are we supposed to be afraid just because he's strong?!"

Liu Erlong cursed.

With Shrek Academy's many teachers backing her,

she did not feel the slightest fear at this moment.

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat calmer. After frowning and pondering for a moment, he asked in a deep voice, "Xiao San, what level of strength do you judge that person to be?"

Tang San did not answer immediately.

He carefully thought it over, replaying what had happened earlier in his mind.

After quite some time, he forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and said, word by word,

"A Soul Sage, or a Soul Douluo!"

"Perhaps even... a Titled Douluo!!"