A Deep Bond Between Sisters

"I'm done for—"

"Taken out in one hit?!"

"Teacher Zhao, are you all right?"

"Does Teacher Zhao look all right? He's practically gone stiff."

"That huge sword hole in him... he isn't dead, is he?"

"Run, run! Even a Battle Soul Saint like Teacher Zhao got taken out in one hit. We can't afford to provoke Immortal Mountain!"

"Senior Immortal, we were wrong! Please spare us~"

That stunning sword strike was like a beam of heavenly light tearing through the darkness.

It blasted the Vigorous Vajra Bear into a dead heap. Zhao Wuji collapsed and lay still, blood pooling beneath him.

The sight scared Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai out of their wits.

They feared that the expert atop Immortal Mountain would send another sword strike their way. If that happened, they would be going straight to meet their ancestors.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!"

"If you dare cause trouble again, you will be killed without mercy."

"Remember this: Immortal Mountain is not a place where you can run wild!"

Ning Rongrong had not expected her teacher's sword strike to be so cool.

Before the man even appeared, his sword had arrived, cutting down the giant bear in a single strike!

With her slender hands planted on her hips, she pointed spiritedly at the Shrek group and snorted.

At her words, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai grudgingly lifted Zhao Wuji between them and fled.

Tang San looked back at Immortal Mountain, a trace of purple flashing through his eyes.

Mysterious Heaven Skill: Purple Demon Eyes.

It allowed him to perceive the slightest details and enhanced his vision.

Vaguely, he saw an Immortal figure of peerless grace standing atop Immortal Mountain, watching them as well.

Such terrifying power. Is this what a true Soul Master powerhouse is like? With one sword strike, he severed evil and shattered delusion. A Battle Soul Saint did not even qualify to make him show himself.

Who exactly is he?

"..."

"Third Brother, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Wu asked.

"Nothing. I just think Immortal Mountain truly isn't simple," Tang San said.

"Of course it isn't simple! Teacher Zhao got taken out with one sword strike, and we never even saw who drew the sword!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed.

"With Teacher Zhao's physique and defensive power, even a Soul Douluo powerhouse might not be able to do that. The other party is most likely..."

A Titled Douluo!

"Third Brother, let's go back quickly. We can't stay here! It's dangerous!"

Xiao Wu tugged on Tang San's sleeve and hurriedly slipped away after Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai.

A Titled Douluo might very well see through her identity as a transformed soul beast. She could not linger here!

By the time Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai carried Zhao Wuji back to Shrek Academy,

Flender looked at the barely alive Zhao Wuji, his mouth twitching.

"To wound Old Zhao this badly with one sword strike, the other party is at least a Soul Douluo powerhouse."

"Why did you have to provoke him?"

"Well, now look what happened."

"Hiring a healing-type Soul Master will cost fifty Gold Soul Coins per month."

"Various medicinal herbs will cost five Gold Soul Coins per month."

"Put it all on your tab."

"Until he's healed."

Meanwhile.

Immortal Mountain.

The crowd of fangirls at the foot of the mountain had already been swept away by the splendor of that sword strike.

"I thought Immortal was only handsome. I never expected him to be this powerful!"

"No wonder Immortal's standards for accepting disciples are so high. He's a super powerhouse himself! An unparalleled genius!"

"I love him even more now~"

"Immortal, hurry and whip me with your little sword~"

"So? My teacher didn't disappoint you, did he?"

Ning Rongrong strutted over with proud little steps and showed off to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's cold face was already filled with disbelief.

Those Immortal fangirls below the mountain, who had failed to gain entry as disciples, might not understand what had happened. They only thought Senior Immortal's sword strike had looked cool.

But Zhu Zhuqing understood clearly that Zhao Wuji was a genuine level seventy-six Battle Soul Saint. His fierce reputation was well known, and among Soul Saint-level powerhouses, he was among the best.

The Vigorous Vajra Bear's defensive power was also incredibly high. Her Nether Cat Claws could not break through his defense at all.

Yet Senior Immortal's distant sword strike had directly defeated him, leaving his life and death uncertain.

That meant Senior Immortal's strength was at least that of a high-level Soul Douluo.

A high-level Soul Douluo—those were top-tier powerhouses of the two great empires.

"I finally understand why Senior Immortal only accepts disciples with three top-grade Trait Entries or above."

Zhu Zhuqing gave a bitter smile.

"Why?" Even Ning Rongrong had never considered that question.

"Only the most exceptional students are worthy of becoming Senior Immortal's disciples."

"Geniuses are merely qualified to stand at Senior Immortal's doorstep."

Zhu Zhuqing gave her answer.

"Zhu Zhuqing, don't tell me you've fallen for my teacher too?"

Ning Rongrong instinctively agreed with Zhu Zhuqing's answer, but quickly realized what it implied, and terror was all that remained.

"Uh..."

Ning Rongrong's sudden question caught Zhu Zhuqing off guard.

"For a man like Senior Immortal, is there any girl who wouldn't like him?"

"Oh no."

"If that's the case, I can't support you becoming my little junior sister who patrols the mountain. Go on, go away."

Ning Rongrong instantly changed her expression, dragged Zhu Zhuqing down from the Stone Guardian, and urged her to leave Immortal Mountain at once.

Zhu Zhuqing was speechless. "What did I do?"

"Rongrong, don't tell me you like your own teacher?"

"I'm not competing with you."

"Although Senior Immortal is very charming, I can't even solve my own problems. What right do I have to think about such things?"

Zhu Zhuqing spoke those words from the bottom of her heart.

She was bound by her family's marriage arrangement.

And her sister, Zhu Zhuyun, was hunting her down.

One wrong step, and she would be crushed to pieces.

With her own survival uncertain, how could she talk about love like an ordinary young girl?

"Really?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing suspiciously.

"Really."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"That's good."

"Then we're still good sisters!"

Ning Rongrong immediately beamed.

"To be honest, I'm currently the only student on Immortal Mountain. Every day, I'm either training, preparing to train, or watching those mediocre fangirls below the mountain covet my teacher."

"You're my first good friend here."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled awkwardly. "Then I'm quite honored, aren't I?"

"Of course you are!"

"As long as you don't compete with me for my teacher, you're my good friend."

Ning Rongrong took a small bottle of glowing green spirit liquid from her robes and tossed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Here, this is a gift for a good friend. Don't waste it. My teacher refined this spirit liquid for nourishing the body. It's very effective, and it should be useful to you."

Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing regarded the little green bottle in her hand with newfound respect. After thanking her, she immediately took a sip.

"Thank you. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

The moment the spirit liquid slid down her throat, Zhu Zhuqing felt a burning sensation. A warm current spread throughout her body, and even her Soul Power underwent subtle changes.

"How does it feel?"

"It's very profound."

"Do you have things like this to assist cultivation while studying at Immortal Mountain?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked in surprise.

"Of course! Not only do we have spirit liquid to drink, but even our baths use specially prepared medicinal baths. Our meals are tailored too. It can't be helped—Teacher Immortal is a perfect man, equally at home in a grand hall or a kitchen!" Ning Rongrong said proudly.

Zhu Zhuqing could not help feeling envious.

At Shrek Academy, they had nothing.

They were not taught combat techniques, nor cultivation methods, and no one even cared about their meals.

Senior Immortal even said that a master could only lead one to the door, while cultivation depended on the individual.

The cultivation resources at Immortal Mountain were clearly a thousand, even ten thousand times better than those outside!

"I've decided. I must activate three top-grade Trait Entries and become Senior Immortal's disciple!"

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing's determination to become a disciple was as solid as rock!