"Do you think cultivating this profession means eating, drinking, and having fun every day, and then doing a little bit of cultivation and calling it quits?" Wukong questioned Tang San word by word. This guy clearly didn't understand cultivation deeply enough. Wasn't he supposed to be diligent in the Tang Sect in his previous life?
"A soul master is chosen by this world to become a strong one. And the strong are meant to stand above all living beings!"Wukong opened his hand and smiled. He actually laughed—because Tang San still cared about something so trivial.
"Since you've chosen the path of cultivation, then stop being scared of these so-called 'accidents.'"
"The moment you stepped onto this path, you were already destined to be entangled with countless 'accidents.'"
If you have the courage to walk the cultivation path, do you not have the courage to face the disasters waiting for you?
Future glory and prosperity are all bought with these very accidents. And Tang San still feared them?
Ridiculous. Even if he cared about Xiao Wu's safety, there had to be a limit. He could protect her for a while—but could he protect her for a lifetime?
"Even so, cultivation still needs limits…" Tang San didn't back down. After all, he believed Wukong was just about the same age as him.
This included both lifetimes.
"Still not convinced?" Wukong sneered inwardly.Looks like he needed a real example to show this kid.
Between one breath and the next, Wukong used his qi to accelerate Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's flight speed.
They had already entered Shrek Academy's area. Not even five seconds later, the two girls appeared above everyone.
The moment their flight stopped, Zhu Zhuqing instantly lost all strength; Ning Rongrong almost did too. Their qi had been drained too much, and the lack of it made their consciousness collapse for a moment.
They didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Look up there!" Ma Hongjun happened to raise his head—and saw two figures falling straight down from the sky.
The Shrek group also immediately looked upward and saw Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing dropping.
Flender's face changed drastically. He was about to use Spirit Possession to catch them—
But Wukong moved faster.He flashed upward, caught both girls, and brought them down gently.
Flender: "…"
Looking at the two exhausted girls, Wukong's heart ached.One was his woman, the other his disciple. To say he was cold-blooded would be a lie.But these were trials they had to face. He couldn't keep them sheltered forever.
He placed them on the ground, removed the heavy sandbags from Zhu Zhuqing's limbs, and began pouring qi into the two of them.
As the qi gradually entered their bodies, the pale weakness faded from their faces. Their pulses grew strong again.
Before long, both girls opened their eyes—looking as if nothing had happened.
They weren't physically injured. Their qi had simply been overdrawn, causing a brief collapse of consciousness—like a phone shutting down from low battery.
Their soul power couldn't immediately restore the lost stamina, so the best treatment was qi infusion—in other words, charging them up.
Tang San and the others were stunned. They hadn't reacted earlier, but thinking about it now made no sense.
How had they flown so high in the first place?
When Tang San's gaze landed on the sandbags, he noticed Wukong had taken them from Zhu Zhuqing.
Curiosity pushed him forward. He grabbed one—and tested the weight.
While transferring qi, Wukong watched Tang San's face change like a theatre mask.
Tang San walked over looking calm.He touched the sandbag…and frowned.He lifted it harder—and his face turned into a giant exclamation mark.
Zhu Zhuqing flew here with these strapped on her limbs?
"Whoa—!"The weight made it difficult for Tang San to lift even with effort. He needed all his strength to drag one up.
"These four sandbags… each has at least fifty jin!" Tang San stared at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief.Four bags.Fifty jin each.
That was two hundred jin total.
With soul power, lifting two hundred jin wasn't that hard.But wearing it long-term?Anyone would break.
"Fifty jin?!" Everyone except Wukong sucked in a sharp breath.
Two hundred jin—Plus gravity—Plus flying that high…
How heavy must it have been?
"Damn… lifting it for a while is fine, but wearing it long-term? That's torture."Ma Hongjun shuddered. Just imagining it made him want to cry.
"It won't kill you… just make you collapse…" Ning Rongrong supported herself using Wukong and slowly stood up, her complexion already restored from earlier.
"You adapt eventually…" Zhu Zhuqing stood as well, dusting herself off, her tone as icy as ever.
"Zhuqing, are you alright?" Dai Mubai rushed over immediately, trying to earn favor.
"Sun Wukong, how could you let a girl carry such heavy sandbags? Regular meditation is enough for cultivation. You're harming her!" Dai Mubai snapped.
In his mind—Correction, in his tiny understanding—This kind of training was overboard.
Shrek's weighted training rocks were at most 120 jin, the limit.But Zhu Zhuqing had worn two hundred.
Clearly beyond his comprehension.
Wukong gave him a cold glance, unwilling to even speak to him.In his eyes, Dai Mubai was a dead man walking.Different worldviews meant talking was pointless—Even if Dai Mubai grew mouths all over his body.
The best solution was beating him up.But after all the previous beatings had no effect, Wukong couldn't even be bothered anymore.
As long as Dai Mubai didn't cross his bottom line, Wukong wouldn't waste breath on him.
"Dai Mubai!"Zhu Zhuqing shot him a deadly glare, her icy aura enough to freeze a man solid.
"Don't think everyone is as cowardly as you. Just because you can't endure this training doesn't mean others can't."
"Most noble brats probably aren't even as pampered as you…"Her disdain toward him came from the bones.
"I'm just concerned about you…" Dai Mubai rubbed his nose awkwardly.
"Concern? Where was that concern earlier?"
"We've known each other since childhood. When Zhu Zhuyun and Davis bullied me, did you ever stand up for me even once?"
"Now that my strength is rising and my looks have improved, suddenly your attitude does a 180? Could you be any more fake?"Zhu Zhuqing sneered coldly at him.
"If I hadn't met Wukong at six years old, I wouldn't even know how I'd still be alive!"Her cold voice burst out—And a wave of 39-rank soul power surged from her, shaking everyone nearby.
Oh. My. God.
In only a few days, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had grown from 37 to 39.Two whole ranks.In a single week.
At this level, without talent or opportunity, some people needed months to rise one rank.But she ascended two, and was nearly at Soul Ancestor already!
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing show off, Ning Rongrong refused to fall behind.She glanced at Wukong.
Wukong nodded slightly—permission granted.
Ning Rongrong released her own soul power.
She had been rank 26.Now she was a rank 28 Great Soul Master.
Tang San and Xiao Wu stared in horror.When they themselves went from rank 26 to 28, it hadn't been remotely this easy.
Ning Rongrong had done it in one week.
Truly…Nothing is scarier than comparing yourself to someone else.
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