We have money now

Inside a tall building outside the training grounds, Ning Fengzhi and the other three watched in secret.

"Your training methods are rather interesting." Ning Fengzhi turned toward Flender with a smile.

He had never seen cultivation using Martial Dao manuals before and simply found it interesting.

"Little Feng came up with all of this himself," Flender said, some pride on his face.

Honestly, sometimes he felt that he was only there to make up the numbers as dean.

He did not have to earn money. Chu Feng decided the major matters, while he handled the minor ones.

Even the students' cultivation was managed by Chu Feng.

What he did most often as dean was actually going around the academy to see where the grass needed cutting.

Still, he was happy to enjoy the leisure.

Over these years, the academy could be said to have flourished with each passing day.

A hint of surprise appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face at Flender's words.

Although he could not tell what Tang San and the others were training in, he could still see the ingenuity of their training methods.

He had assumed that whoever devised such training methods would be a master of Soul Master theory.

He had never expected them to have been devised by Chu Feng, a twelve-year-old child.

What a pity. Why did such a talented person not belong to his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

How had a "shifty-eyed" fellow like Flender landed a student like this?

Could this place really have such good feng shui?

"Dean Fu, is your academy short of money?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly asked.

Since Chu Feng was unwilling to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he would turn Shrek Academy into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's property.

Before coming, he had already made inquiries. Flender was someone whose eyes lit up at the sight of money.

The one thing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked least was money.

Anything that could be solved with money was no problem at all.

Flender was shrewd himself and understood what Ning Fengzhi meant the moment he heard it.

He shook his head slightly and said, "No. Our academy isn't short of money now."

A few years ago, Shrek Academy would certainly have been short of money.

Back then, he had even wanted to trade his old face for money.

Ever since Chu Feng arrived, the academy had never lacked money.

Even now, a pile of resources remained unused in the academy's treasury.

Moreover, Chu Feng had said that Shrek Academy absolutely could not accept funding from any outsiders.

That would compromise the academy's purity in the future, turning it into a chessboard for various powers.

Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow. Why was this different from the intelligence he had received?

Flender actually neither lacked nor coveted money.

Ning Fengzhi looked over Shrek Academy's facilities. It really did seem to have no shortage of money.

Could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence be out of date?

"Then how about I donate a few buildings to your academy, or build some mimicry cultivation grounds?"

If giving money directly was out of the question, surely constructing some buildings and mimicry cultivation grounds would be fine?

Especially those mimicry cultivation grounds.

Cultivating in such places allowed Soul Masters to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

These were standard facilities found only at the major academies.

Even if Flender did not care about tuition fees, he should at least let his students cultivate in a better environment.

Yet Flender still shook his head.

"Sorry, Sect Master Ning, but we already have all of those."

How could Chu Feng have overlooked things like mimicry cultivation grounds?

He had arranged all of that for the academy long ago.

They simply were not within the academy itself.

Ma Hongjun's volcano was one of the academy's mimicry cultivation grounds.

Ning Fengzhi was left somewhat tongue-tied by this.

Wait, you even have those? Isn't your academy a rural academy?

Where did all that money come from?

Can't you let a rich man like me splurge for once? You're leaving me nowhere to spend my money.

"Sect Master Ning, you should stop thinking about investing in our academy."

"Our academy will not accept investment in any form, nor will we allow outsiders to interfere in its affairs," Flender said firmly.

"Mm." Ning Fengzhi nodded with some disappointment.

Fortunately, Ning Rongrong was now cultivating at Shrek Academy.

That counted as having forged a positive connection with Shrek Academy.

If anything happened to Ning Rongrong in the future, surely Shrek Academy's students could not refuse to help?

Gu Rong and Chen Xin did not join their discussion. Both pairs of eyes remained fixed on Ning Rongrong, who was training in the distance.

"Rongrong has grown up too. In the past, she probably would have given up."

"But seeing her like this still makes my heart ache."

In their eyes, Ning Rongrong held the same place as their own granddaughter.

They had held her in the palms of their hands since she was little.

Watching her train so hard now was truly more than they could bear.

"But that boy really is talented, coming up with this way of training Rongrong."

"The same goes for the other students."

"Their training is systematic. Together with their current Soul Power cultivation, their future achievements won't be modest."

Even though they had seen plenty of geniuses, they were still astonished by the talents of Tang San and the others, as well as the training methods Chu Feng provided.

Why had Ning Rongrong received so much affection throughout her childhood?

One reason was that Ning Rongrong herself lived up to expectations and was highly talented.

Yet not one of Tang San and the others was any less talented than Ning Rongrong.

Not to mention Chu Feng, a monster-level genius.

They also felt it was a pity to hear that Shrek Academy was unwilling to accept investment from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If Shrek Academy belonged to their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they might even have been able to choose successors from among Tang San and the others.

The three left Shrek Academy with regret.

On the training grounds, Chu Feng watched Ning Rongrong for a while before going to instruct the others.

"You need to learn to adapt. Don't use your Martial Souls according to conventional thinking."

Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but everyone on the grounds could hear him.

"Those with Beast Martial Souls, don't just possess your bodies and charge forward. Those with Tool Martial Souls, don't rely solely on the power of your Soul Skills. And support types absolutely cannot do nothing but stand still and provide boosts."

"The manuals I gave you all taught you how to do this."

Tang San and the others listened while trying to practice.

After speaking, Chu Feng stood to the side, his gaze sharp.

Whenever any of them went wrong, he pointed it out immediately.

"Mubai, stop making such wide, sweeping movements that you can't rein your strength back in afterward."

"Zhu Zhuqing, don't focus solely on circling behind them. Pay attention to your own defenses."

"Rongrong, why are you slacking off again!"

"..."

Sweat trickled down the six students' temples. After their initial difficulties, they grew increasingly proficient.

After all, they were geniuses with a strong ability to take things in.

Only when night gradually fell were they allowed to rest.

As agreed during the day, Chu Feng took Tang San into one of the academy's buildings.

"Boss Chu, how come we're allowed here?" Tang San asked curiously.

The place Chu Feng had brought him to was actually a building the academy had explicitly forbidden them from entering.

Even students of the academy like them were not allowed near it.

According to Dai Mubai, several Soul Douluos were stationed nearby to guard it.

For it to be guarded so closely, the things inside this building were definitely no ordinary objects.

"Don't worry. If I'm bringing you here, we can definitely go in."

Chu Feng led the way, heading all the way down to the building's basement level.

Tang San followed closely, simply because there were actually other people on this underground level.

Every one of them wore white clothing and a face mask, yet there were few Soul Power fluctuations coming from their bodies.