An Afternoon at Blue Tyrant Academy

By the time they returned to Blue Tyrant Academy, the wind had picked up in Heaven Dou City.

The leaves of the Chinese Parasol Tree beside the Training Ground rustled loudly, and the smell of stewed meat drifted from the dining hall. A few Blue Tyrant Academy students spotted the Shrek group from afar and craned their necks to look, only to retreat under a glare from Liu Erlong.

The reason was simple.

They looked less like people returning from a mission and more like people dug out of the dirt.

Half of Dai Mubai's sleeve was torn, a patch of Ma Hongjun's hair was singed, and Oscar leaned against a railing, rubbing his wrist. Ning Rongrong was pale but still clutched the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Xiao Wu had barely spoken on the way back. She only glanced at Tang San now and then, as if afraid he would cut himself again and use his blood as bait.

Tang San was the quietest of all.

He held the blood-marked fragment they had brought back from the South Mountain Mine in his palm, Blue Silver Grass curling gently between his fingers. The fragment was thin, its edges seemingly scorched, and a trace of unsettling Killing Intent still lingered within it.

Bai Jin walked at the front and yawned. "Let's eat first."

Grandmaster came down the corridor at the sound of his voice. His gaze swept over the group, and his brow quickly furrowed. "Quite a few of you have just broken through. Your Soul Power is fluctuating badly."

"So let's eat first."

Grandmaster fell silent for a moment. "Eating won't stabilize your Soul Power."

Bai Jin replied with perfect confidence, "Neither will listening to your theories on an empty stomach."

Beside them, Flender adjusted his glasses, the corner of