"What are you laughing at?!"
Tang San frowned, his face cold, as he looked at Ye Qiu.
"Although I'm not entirely clear on all of this so-called master's theories, you should have some knowledge of the limits of soul rings a soul master can absorb, right?"
Ye Qiu pulled Xiao Wu behind him, looking at Tang San with a half-smile, and Yu Xiaogang, who still had his hands behind his back.
Tang San glanced at Ye Qiu and Xiao Wu's tightly clasped hands, a cold glint in his eyes, and quickly said, "Of course, these things were researched, summarized, and published by my teacher! They've benefited countless soul masters."
"Then, in the theories published by the master, where is the limit of the second ring?" Ye Qiu remained calm and collected, his face showing doubt, as if he genuinely wanted to ask.
"Seven hundred and sixty-four years!"
Tang San recited Yu Xiaogang's theories fluently; he didn't need to think about such a simple question.
Yu Xiaogang was also very satisfied with Tang San's performance.
As expected of his disciple, he nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's complete lack of self-awareness, Ye Qiu curled his lip in disdain: "Do you need me to have Zhu Qing summon her spirit ring for you to see?"
Hearing this, Tang San froze in the distance, about to retort, but unable to utter a sound.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted slightly.
He had already reviewed the information of several Shrek Academy students
and naturally knew that Zhu Zhuqing's second spirit ring was a thousand years old.
Dai Mubai and the others also knew this.
At this moment, their gazes towards Yu Xiaogang were filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
Flander hesitated, looking at Yu Xiaogang for help.
He didn't know what to say.
He could fool people, but academic work was completely out of his league!
Even Tang San couldn't refute Ye Qiu.
When he first saw Zhu Zhuqing's thousand-year second spirit ring,
he couldn't believe it either,
and even doubted Yu Xiaogang's theory.
This was a perfect opportunity for his teacher to clear his head and
for his teacher to slap Ye Qiu in the face!
Tang San looked hopefully at his beloved teacher, hoping he could provide a reasonable explanation.
Yu Xiaogang remained silent until all eyes turned to him.
When forced to step forward,
he raised a hand, clenched his fist, and placed it on his chin.
He spoke slowly and solemnly, saying, "Zhu Zhuqing is just a special case! She doesn't represent the entire Soul Master community!"
Ye Qiu looked at Yu Xiaogang mockingly.
What kind of explanation was that?
Yu Xiaogang naturally knew this explanation wouldn't convince anyone.
His eyes trembled as he quickly racked his brains.
Suddenly, he smelled a faint stench emanating from his arm.
His stern face finally relaxed.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, a confident expression appeared on his face.
"If I'm not mistaken, she must have had some extraordinary encounter... perhaps a Soul Beast sacrifice?"
"Sacrifice?!" Tang San's face turned pale and then red.
This word made him think of his heaven-defying third Soul Ring.
He also agreed with Yu Xiaogang's guess.
It was indeed a good explanation.
But he still couldn't accept it: why would he be sacrificed by a skunk less than a hundred years old?!
He glared hatefully at the still calm Ye Qiu, wishing he could kill him!
Ye Qiu was only slightly surprised by Yu Xiaogang's guess.
As expected of an academic, his mind worked quickly.
However, the expressions of Zhu Zhuqing and the other girls changed noticeably.
When Yu Xiaogang saw the surprised expressions of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, he was overjoyed.
"It seems my guess was right!"
Flander's face lit up with joy: "Haha, Xiaogang! Your theory is indeed the strongest!"
"Ye Qiu! What else do you have to say?!" Tang San was also happy for his teacher.
Ye Qiu didn't speak. Without Tang San's original third spirit ring, it was really difficult to embarrass him on this point.
However, he wouldn't let it end there.
"Master is indeed quite clever, your guess is correct! However..." Ye Qiu nodded, confirming that his guess was correct.
He paused, and under Dai Mubai's bloodshot gaze, turned and took Zhu Zhuqing's small hand beside him.
"But I'd like to ask, what's the limit of the third spirit ring?"
"Over 1700 years!" Yu Xiaogang frowned, a sense of unease creeping over him, yet he had no choice but to answer.
"But Zhu Qing's third spirit ring was actually absorbed from a 1900-year-old spirit beast!!"
As Ye Qiu's voice fell, a meow rang in everyone's ears.
Zhu Zhu Qing, her face slightly flushed, readily activated her martial soul.
One yellow and two purple spirit rings appeared beneath her feet.
After accepting the sacrifice of the thousand-year-old Shadow Spider, she
clearly felt a significant improvement in her physical attributes.
And since her second ring was already a thousand years old, she naturally wasn't content with her third ring being ordinary.
Driven by her desire to become stronger, she risked attempting to absorb a 1900-year-old third ring! Even
after the absorption ended, she still felt some regret.
Because absorbing it was so easy…
When I told Ye Qiu about it, he beat me up. It was a very shameful thing.
"I wonder how Master explains this situation? I think you can determine the approximate age of a spirit ring based on its color. That shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"
Yu Xiaogang's face was grim. He could tell that Zhu Zhuqing's third spirit ring was indeed over 1,700 years old!
Tang San was also stunned.
He hated Ye Qiu even more and was even more convinced that he could absorb the 2,000-year-old Human-Faced Demon Spider spirit ring back then!
At the same time, he looked at his teacher with some doubt.
This theory did seem to have some flaws.
"So, could I have absorbed a slightly higher-age spirit ring when I was in my first or second ring stage?!"
Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent
, became uneasy seeing his disciple's suspicion.
He opened his mouth, about to speak,
but Ye Qiu preemptively said, "Master, you're not suggesting that Zhu Qing's third spirit ring was also obtained through sacrifice, and that we deliberately tried to embarrass you by deceiving you, are you?"
A hint of panic flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, but he remained generally calm.
He flicked his sleeve, his face stern, and glared at Ye Qiu: "Don't talk nonsense! How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?!"
"Then Master, give us a reasonable explanation!" Ye Qiu's tone was unhurried, with a smile, as if he were genuinely conversing with a scholar.
Faced with the facts, Yu Xiaogang had no clue what to say and could only offer vague, evasive answers, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
"I've already said it before, Zhu Zhuqing is an exception! The entire Soul Master world..."
At this moment, Dai Mubai and the others also began to doubt the authenticity of the "Grandmaster" the Dean had mentioned.
"Alright, alright!"
Seeing that the momentum they had painstakingly built for Yu Xiaogang was about to crumble
, Flander couldn't sit still any longer. He was about to speak up to mediate when he was interrupted by a rough exclamation.
"Level 39!"
"Old Zhao, why are you so surprised?!" Flander looked at him in confusion.
"Flander, Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation level is actually already level 39!"
Zhao Wuji, who had no interest in this theoretical debate, noticed something different about Zhu Zhuqing!
Last time at the inn, he was busy stopping Tang San and Ye Qiu's conflict.
He hadn't noticed Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's cultivation levels.
And Dai Mubai hadn't reported his discovery to him afterwards.
Now he was staring wide-eyed at Zhu Zhuqing in astonishment.
Flander was also startled and quickly looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Really level 39?! How is that possible?! How old is she?!"
Yu Xiaogang and the others' expressions changed drastically.
Dai Mubai, who already knew a bit about it, was no exception.
When Zhu Zhuqing first entered the school, she was clearly only level 32.
How could she have broken through so much in just over half a month?!
"Level 39 at less than twelve years old has already broken the record for the entire continent!"
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"He might even break through to Soul Master before he turns twelve! This is simply an unparalleled prodigy!"
Flander's face lit up with ecstasy.
This was a student he had taught, and once he left, he would bear the mark of Shrek Academy.
How could he not be overjoyed!
Unlike his ecstasy, Yu Xiaogang was filled with doubt.
"Impossible, I've never heard of a Soul Master who can improve so quickly? Zhu Zhuqing, did you perhaps use some method of overdrawing potential?"
"Overdrawing potential?" Flander was stunned.
When he roamed the Soul Master world, he had indeed seen some crooked methods.
Thinking of this, his face quickly turned ugly.
Just as he was about to ask a question, a sharp rebuke suddenly came.
"Overdraw my foot! You good-for-nothing, there are plenty of things you haven't heard of! You're just a swindler, what right do you have to jump to conclusions!"
Xiao Wu, who had been grinding her teeth in anger, finally couldn't hold back anymore.
Back at Notting Academy, she had already tolerated him for a long time.
Now that her life was safe, she wasn't afraid of anything.
She grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's arm, pointed a finger at Yu Xiaogang's nose, and started cursing.
"How dare you speak to your teacher like that?" Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he shouted in a deep voice.
Hearing the word "trash," he completely lost his so-called masterly demeanor.
His eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and his face contorted with rage.
Tang San didn't want his teacher to clash with Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, your teacher is just concerned about Zhu Zhuqing."
"Hmph! Shut your stinking mouth! This trash is your teacher, not my Xiao Wu's teacher!" Xiao Wu didn't even glance at him, simply turning her face away.
"Xiao Wu...you!" Tang San was speechless after being scolded.
Xiao Wu glared angrily at Yu Xiaogang.
"You trash, watch closely! Your Xiao Wu sister is already level thirty-eight!"
With that, Xiao Wu removed the disguise of her cultivation level from her body.
A flash of red light, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—pulled beneath her feet.
She glanced at Yu Xiaogang disdainfully.
"Do you think Xiao Wu sister doesn't know whether Zhu Qing has overdrawn her potential?!"
After revealing her cultivation level, Xiao Wu deliberately unleashed her aura to crush Yu Xiaogang.
Flander noticed in time and stepped in front of him.
But Yu Xiaogang's face was still pale.
Looking at Xiaowu's cultivation level, he was somewhat incredulous,
his face full of shock.
"It really is level thirty-eight!" Zhao Wuji's eyes widened again.
It had only been a few days since the start of the semester.
He had taken several people to hunt souls, and during that time he hadn't even noticed any changes in their cultivation levels.
"What exactly is going on?!"
Not only Flander was curious, but Dai Mubai and the others were too.
"Hmph! No matter what you say, apart from some crooked methods that overdraw potential, there is no way such progress is possible!"
Yu Xiaogang recovered and snorted coldly at Xiaowu, still convinced that their improvement was abnormal.
"Zhu Zhuqing, Xiaowu! How exactly did you improve? Don't joke around with your future!" Flander said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a deep sense of solemnity.
"Dean Flander, don't worry, there won't be any problems with their improvement!"
Ye Qiu smiled and stepped forward.
"What a joke! It seems fine now, but who knows when there might be side effects! Like being unable to break through to the Title Douluo level forever!"
Yu Xiaogang sneered.
He came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and had also stayed in Wuhun City.
Even in top-tier forces like the Three Upper Sects and the Spirit Hall, such a rapid advancement was unheard of!
Xiao Wu snorted coldly: "Hmph! You ignorant old fool, you're the joke! Zhu Qing and I both consumed immortal herbs without any side effects!"
"What!? Immortal herbs! How is that possible?!"
Yu Xiaogang was still wondering what the immortal herbs Xiao Wu was talking about were when
his good disciple exclaimed in shock.
"Xiao Wu! Did you really consume immortal herbs?!" Tang San excitedly strode over, even reaching out to grab Xiao Wu.
"Do you want to die!?"
A flash of bloodlust crossed Ye Qiu's eyes.
He moved to block Tang San's path, glaring at him with murderous intent.
This was something Ye Qiu and Zhu Qing had discussed—the two women's sudden surge in cultivation.
A reasonable explanation was needed!
Tang San's expression changed. After discussing it with his teacher, he realized that Ye Qiu's soul skill activation was mostly related to his gaze.
He immediately looked away ,
not daring to look directly at him.
Xiao Wu frowned, hugged Ye Qiu's arm, and looked at Tang San with an icy expression.
"Xiao Wu, are you telling the truth?!" Tang San suppressed the pain in his heart and softened his expression.
"I'm too lazy to lie to you!" Xiao Wu turned her head away, too lazy to look at their sour faces.
"!" The shock on Tang San's face lingered for a long time.
He knew Xiao Wu.
This expression and tone were definitely not a lie.
But how could this be?!
That was a legendary immortal herb!
"How could this be?" Tang San murmured. No one understood the value of immortal herbs better than him. Even in his previous life, it was just a legendary thing! This thing should only exist in heaven, rarely heard of
in the mortal world! It is no exaggeration to say that it is a creation of heaven and earth! "Xiao San, what exactly is this immortal herb she is talking about? Could it be some kind of medicinal herb?" Yu Xiaogang looked at his disciple with doubt. It seemed that everyone present, except for Tang San and Ye Qiu, knew nothing about any kind of immortal herb. Tang San was too preoccupied to pay attention to them; his lips trembled slightly, and a hint of shyness appeared on his face. Ye Qiu frowned, looking at Tang San with a strange expression as he seemed about to speak but hesitated.
Xiao Wu, nestled beside him, couldn't help but get goosebumps.
She angrily shouted, "Tang San! If you dare make that disgusting face again, I'll kick your head off!"
Tang San's shy expression froze, suddenly becoming awkward, as if his facial muscles were about to malfunction.
He slowly took a few deep breaths.
"Xiao Wu...do you...have any more immortal herbs?"
"Huh?" Ye Qiu stared at Tang San in shock, never expecting him to be so shameless.
Xiao Wu also looked at him with the same disdainful gaze.
She smiled contemptuously, "Tang San? Are you out of your mind? Who do you think you are?"
Amidst Tang San's ugly and slightly distorted expression, Xiao Wu snuggled close to Ye Qiu,
smiling sweetly at him.
She said softly, "Even if I did, I'd only give them to my Xiao Qiu!"
"Pfft, haha, Xiao Wu is right! Tang San, stop daydreaming!" Ning Rongrong was also amused by Tang San's embarrassed appearance.
"Xiao Wu, what kind of bewitching potion did he give you?! This is a divine herb!" Tang San ignored her, still gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.
His nails were digging into his flesh.
He cried out in anguish, "Xiao Wu, do you even know what a divine herb is?!"
"Of course I know!" Xiao Wu looked coldly at Tang San, her smile meaningful.
"Tang San, have you forgotten? You're the one who told me all this!"