My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

Just as everyone thought the two were about to fight, Dai Mubai suddenly smiled.

"This is actually for the best," Dai Mubai said casually. "For me to stay loyal to just one woman? I don't think I could do that."

Despite his words, a notification appeared:

*[Emotion Points +9999]*

Clearly, what he said didn't match how he truly felt.

But since Dai Mubai was willing to maintain peace on the surface, it suited Zhuge Lan perfectly.

—After all, just by showing affection with Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai would keep supplying emotional points steadily.

*What a great situation!*

"Good," Zhuge Lan smiled. "As compensation for me breaking our agreement, I'll help you reclaim the throne of the Star Luo Empire."

*[Emotion Points +11111]*

Dai Mubai's eyes widened, and his breathing quickened!

Why was he trying to win back Zhu Zhuqing?

Wasn't it for this exact reason?!

"R-really?" Dai Mubai asked, his voice trembling. "How confident are you?"

How confident was he?

Zhuge Lan simply smiled and walked away, leaving one last sentence:

"As long as you can reach the Title Douluo level, the throne will naturally be yours."

Dai Mubai: (°ω°)

Reach Title Douluo?

What did that mean?

Was Zhuge Lan saying he would help him become a Title Douluo, or that he had the potential to reach it?

*[Emotion Points +2422]*

*[Emotion Points +1521]*

*[Emotion Points +4151]*

Dai Mubai was caught in a dilemma, wanting to ask for clarification when suddenly, Ma Hongjun called out, "Dean Flender is here!"

Dai Mubai had no choice but to let it go and lined up with the others.

When Flender arrived, his gaze paused on Ning Rongrong for a moment.

His brows furrowed, making Ning Rongrong's heart tighten. Could it be...

"Where's Oscar?" Flender asked, sounding displeased.

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Was he doing that on purpose?

She let out a relieved breath, realizing she could stay at Shrek Academy.

Now the only question was...

No one answered Flender. Oscar shared a room with Dai Mubai, but since Dai Mubai had been out all night, no one knew where Oscar was.

"Dai Mubai, go get Oscar," Flender ordered. "Today's training won't work without him."

Dai Mubai had just started moving when Oscar came running over, not looking the least bit concerned about being late but rather filled with excitement.

"Oscar!" Flender glared. "Are you looking to run laps?"

"Good news, Dean!" Oscar grinned. "I just broke through to level 30!"

Flender froze for a moment before bursting into joy!

He immediately appeared next to Oscar, placing a hand on his shoulder to check his soul power.

"Excellent, excellent!" Flender laughed. "A 14-year-old food-type Soul Elder! Not even the top three sects or Spirit Hall can boast of such a talent, hahaha—"

"What the heck!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed. "Oscar, that's insanely fast!"

"Congrats, Oscar," Dai Mubai smiled.

"Congrats!"

"Congrats!"

Even Ning Rongrong gave a congratulatory nod, which surprised Oscar.

—Wasn't this little princess supposed to have left?

But with his high emotional intelligence, he didn't mention it.

After a brief celebration, they all lined up.

"Alright, we'll talk about the rest later. For now, let's begin today's lesson," Flender announced.

"Today's course is simple: it's called adaptability training."

"All you have to do is watch Oscar produce a sausage with his soul power, and then eat it in front of me."

Everyone's faces turned strange at the mention of Oscar's sausages.

They had eaten it two days ago during Zhuge Lan's antics—everyone except Ning Rongrong.

Seeing their expressions, Flender assumed they were hesitant and scolded them.

"Is your life more important, or your pride?"

"Even though Oscar's incantation is a bit... crude, he's an innately full-powered food-type Soul Master. His talent speaks for itself."

"He's your teammate! Are you really going to waste such a good support just because of a silly incantation?"

"When you're in life-threatening situations, you'd be fighting to eat rats, cockroaches, or earthworms!"

Zhuge Lan raised his hand silently.

Flender nodded, allowing him to speak.

"I have no problem eating the sausage," Zhuge Lan said calmly.

*[Emotion Points +666]*

Zhuge Lan's positive attitude made Flender feel deeply gratified.

A genius who was also humble—what a bright future he had!

But then Zhuge Lan added, "However, I do have a storage belt with plenty of food, so I won't be eating rats anytime soon."

Flender's smile froze.

*[Emotion Points +999]*

What the—? Was this some kind of "give a compliment, then smack them" routine?

Just as he was about to get angry, Zhuge Lan had already stepped forward to Oscar and gave him a knowing look.

Oscar immediately understood.

"I have a big sausage!"

Taking the freshly made sausage, Zhuge Lan took a big bite, followed by Zhu Zhuqing and the others.

*[Emotion Points +666]*

Flender laughed in frustration.

How was Zhuge Lan so mischievous, just like his own spirit skill?!

But seeing that Zhuge Lan had led by example, making the others follow suit, Flender's mood improved.

—Ah, the privileges of a top student.

Soon, only Ning Rongrong was left, staring at the sausage in her hand, hesitant.

"You're going to give up over something like this?" Zhu Zhuqing challenged. "You might as well return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."

A simple tactic, but effective.

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, swallowing the entire sausage whole without chewing.

Zhuge Lan raised an eyebrow—

So, Ning Rongrong had that kind of talent, huh?

Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai exchanged knowing glances, using subtle male "language" to communicate something dirty.

Zhuge Lan understood and thought it was filthy.

Ning Rongrong didn't catch on, but she felt uncomfortable.

"Hey, you three!" Zhu Zhuqing shielded Ning Rongrong and scolded them. "Talking about a girl behind her back is disgraceful!"

Dai Mubai's face darkened, about to argue.

But Zhuge Lan pulled out his sword, blowing on it and polishing it with his sleeve—

standing up for his woman.

Oscar, who still needed Zhuge Lan's help, immediately switched sides.

"We were just rubbing our eyes! Don't misunderstand!"

*[Emotion Points +233]*

Ma Hongjun whistled and looked at the sky.

—He didn't want any part of this.

*[Emotion Points +444]*

Even Dai Mubai, who was troubled by the "Title Douluo dilemma," backed down, raising his hands to show he meant no harm.

*[Emotion Points +111]*

Ning Rongrong, who had been about to explode in anger, suddenly felt warm inside.

After all, yesterday she had been isolated, and now Zhu Zhuqing and Zhuge Lan were standing up for her.

*[Emotion Points +555]*

"It's okay, Zhuqing," Ning Rongrong tugged at Zhu Zhuqing. "I just got a bit choked."

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing more.

Ning Rongrong had been protected her whole life, and there were some things better left unsaid.

She was merely helping Zhuge Lan here, or she wouldn't have bothered.

"Well done," Flender said with satisfaction.

"Forget about the incantation; Oscar's sausages will make you stronger, maybe even push you beyond your limits."

"You all have the day to rest. Tomorrow morning, we leave for the Star Dou Forest for the next phase of group training."

"Dismissed."

Flender walked away, leaving the group to stare at each other.

"Wait... is the lesson over already?" Xiao Wu asked in disbelief. "Is it always this easy for you guys?"

The answer she got was nothing short of unbelievable...

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