Ning Fengzhi's face flushed red and then purple; his little scheme had been so blatantly exposed.
"Zhu Qing, there are ten million gold soul coins in this card."
"Uncle Ning was wrong just now, I hope you don't mind."
Ning Fengzhi quickly changed his expression to a smile, cheerfully handing a black card to Zhu Zhuqing.
Ten million!
Upon hearing this number, Flander's eyes lit up, staring intently at the black card in Ning Fengzhi's hand, wishing he could take it for Zhu Zhuqing.
That's ten million! Ten million! He had never seen so much money in his life.
He thought he had latched onto Yu Xiaogang's coattails, but who knew he had misjudged him and fallen into a wolf's den...
Now he was starting to regret it; he was still a poor wretch, having gained nothing and only losing a lot.
I just want money, why is it so hard!
Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhu Zhuqing with disdain. "Hmph, truly shameful. She doesn't even know how to befriend a powerful force, and she's been dismissed with a mere ten million."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the card Ning Fengzhi handed her, forcing a smile as she took it: "Not enough!"
The word "not enough" made Ning Fengzhi's face contort.
He wanted to curse, but he couldn't; the suppressed emotions made him extremely frustrated.
Even in his anger, his face remained gentle and cheerful.
"Zhuqing, I'll give the rest to your seniors,"
Ning Fengzhi said with a faint smile, feeling utterly exhausted.
Zhu Zhuqing sneered, saying nothing. A thousand gold soul coins was already quite good; after all, besides money, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't have anything Zhu Zhuqing needed.
As for soul bones?
Xu Xin had said, what use were those trash from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? It was better to have none at all.
Zhu Zhuqing's last trump card was Xu Xin. Xu Xin had long known that Zhu Zhuqing's spirit ring issue would be exposed. He didn't care about anyone else, only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was worth paying attention to. He
just didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly, since Xu Xin thought it would only be exposed in the Great Spirit Arena.
That's why he specifically instructed Zhu Zhuqing that if she was really targeted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she could do this. Ning Fengzhi wouldn't do anything; on the contrary, he would smile obsequiously.
Xu Xin was right. That old fox, Ning Fengzhi, became cowardly after knowing that Zhu Zhuqing was backed by Xu Xin.
"Hehe, I hope you'll still be so arrogant when I see Sect Master Ning next time."
After Zhu Zhuqing finished speaking, she turned and went into the room, not caring about them at all.
Ning Fengzhi staggered back a few steps, feeling completely exhausted. He still didn't know what to do...
"Sect Master Ning, are you alright?" Flander immediately came forward, hoping to gain Ning Fengzhi's favor.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, waved his hand, and turned away dejectedly without saying a word.
Flander and Yu Xiaogang exchanged a glance, did nothing, and simply watched Ning Fengzhi leave.
"Go back, Xiaogang. This isn't something we can interfere with."
Flander shook his head. Could he afford to offend someone who could frighten Ning Fengzhi? He was just greedy, not stupid!
...
Back at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi had Sword Douluo take Ning Rongrong to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy for her studies.
He himself took half of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's resources to the Shadow Palace.
Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi, Xu Xin only uttered four words: "This is the second time!"
Hearing these words, Ning Fengzhi left the Shadow Hall dejectedly, his entire being diminished, aging several years in an instant.
He knew this was an opportunity Xu Xin had given him; if there were a third, he would face utter destruction.
Returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, distraught, Ning Fengzhi fell into seclusion, quietly beginning his development.
Three months later, at Shrek Academy, the six Shrek students were enthusiastically carrying stones, running tirelessly around the entire academy grounds.
This was Yu Xiaogang's training method—carrying stones… Despite having a better gravity-based soul skill, he insisted on carrying stones…
By evening, exhausted, they collapsed on the ground, soaked in a less-than-ideal medicinal bath, and then gathered in the plaza. However, their unity was superficial; each harbored their own thoughts, far from the solidarity depicted in the original story.
"Your first phase of training is complete. Now, head to the Great Soul Arena; that's where your second phase of training will begin."
Yu Xiaogang, wrapped in bandages, looked like Tang San's father!
Well, what could he do? Tang San had ruined his face.
"Understood,"
Zhu Zhuqing said coldly before leaving. No one dared stop her, not even Yu Xiaogang.
For the past three months, Zhu Zhuqing had become completely out of place. If it weren't for the tuition fees, Flander would have kicked her out. But what could he do when she paid so much?
A big spender! He couldn't bear to send Zhu Zhuqing away; he even treated her to good food and drink. What could he
do? Zhu Zhuqing paid so much.
Meanwhile, outside the Great Soul Arena in Soto City, a snow-white figure stood proudly. This person resembled a refined young master, exuding an aura of nobility, holding an exquisite fan in his hand!
"Third Prince!"
a maidservant beside him called out respectfully.
The Third Prince nodded: "I wonder why Teacher Xue brought us here. Is there really any powerful expert in such a weak place?"
"Hehe, Luo Chuan, don't be so arrogant."
A female voice rang out, quietly approaching the Third Prince.
"Teacher Xue, I'm already a level 35 Soul Master at this age. Is there anyone stronger than me?"
The Third Prince, Xue Luo Chuan, was full of disdain. He was only 13 years old and already level 35; who could be stronger than him?
"Hehe, you, you... I know you're a genius with innate full Soul Power, but you should know that there are always people stronger than you, and heavens beyond heavens!"
Teacher Xue chuckled, her eyes full of affection.
He, Xue Luo Chuan, possessed innate full Soul Power and naturally felt superior. Even when facing his elder brother Xue Qinghe and second brother Xue Luozhou, he felt they were inferior to him, only born earlier.
They had cultivated for so many years, and they were still Soul Emperors? He had only cultivated for a few years and was already level 35—wasn't that much stronger than them?
"Okay, okay, Teacher Xue, don't worry. I'm just taking a look first. I know my limits,"
Xue Luochuan said with a smile, not angry with his teacher. He knew his teacher meant well.
Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of arrogance; his princely status and innate talent destined him for pride.
"Let's go, Luochuan, let's go in and register."
Teacher Xue led Xue Luochuan into the Soto City Grand Arena.
(End of Chapter)