Chapter 72: Open the Door—It

But Jinghongchen didn't say much either; since she was willing to come, we'll pack up and take her away together.

Mu En hesitated briefly, but didn't block it, and simply said softly to Bosabei:

"Little Bei, you go tidy up your things first; we can leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"Alright, then I'll head back first." Bosabei nodded.

Then he left the Sea God Pavilion.

He thought for a moment; before leaving, he decided to find Wang Dong and explain his current situation, since Wang Dong had nothing to pack up anyway.

After arriving at the outer courtyard, it happened to be class dismissal time, and Wang Dong was not in the class.

Bosabei took a few steps onto the plaza and saw a familiar figure.

"Huh? Xu Sanshi?"

At this moment, Xu Sanshi looked far more disheveled than before.

It seemed he heard someone call him; Xu Sanshi stiffly turned his head and saw Bosabei looking at him with a friendly expression.

For some reason, looking at Bosabei's smile made Xu Sanshi shiver involuntarily.

Thinking that without Bosabei he wouldn't have fallen to this point, an unnamed fire suddenly surged in his heart.

But considering his current situation, he endured, only glancing at Bosabei without a word, and hurried away.

Watching Xu Sanshi's departing back, Bosabei seemed thoughtful.

If memory serves, Xu Sanshi's mother was a princess of some empire.

The news that the Mysterious Dark Sect was destroyed must have reached them, yet they still haven't responded.

On second thought, it's understandable; the Mysterious Dark Sect had a titled Douluo stationed, and to eradicate it would require at least a Super Douluo or two titled Douluos.

The other side is probably wary.

After Xu Sanshi left, Bosabei resumed searching for Wang Dong, eventually reaching Sea God Lake, where he finally saw Wang Dong staring blankly at the lake.

Seeing Wang Dong's slender silhouette and the powder‑blue hair drifting in the breeze, Bosabei was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Dong…" his throat felt hoarse, and he slowly uttered the two syllables.

Hearing the familiar yet strange voice behind her, Wang Dong's delicate body trembled slightly.

Her eyes reddened a bit as she turned her stiffened body.

When she realized the person behind her wasn't the Su Yun Tian she had been thinking of day and night, her mood sank.

The voice sounded cool as it said, "Classmate, is there something?"

Bosabei looked around, saw no one nearby, then hurried forward and whispered, "Come with me first."

Wang Dong frowned a little displeased and asked, "Can't we talk about it here?"

Bosabei rubbed his forehead and said again, "This place isn't convenient; come with me. Rest assured, this is the academy; I won't do anything to you."

Wang Dong only nodded and followed Bosabei into a grove.

Then he crossed his arms, a hint of impatience in his brows.

"Speak up, what exactly did you come to me for?"

Bosabei said nothing, stepped forward, and seized Wang Dong's hand.

Wang Dong was startled, a flash of embarrassed anger rising within her.

Besides Su Yun Tian, this was the first man to dare grab her hand.

Just as she was about to flare up, she sensed a familiar aura.

It was the fusion power unique to the two of them!

"You…you…" Wang Dong stared at Bosabei, suddenly unable to speak.

"Dong, I'm sorry." Though Bosabei had imagined this scene countless times in his mind and thought of many excuses,

but when it actually happened, he only managed to say "sorry."

Wang Dong's blood‑red eyes grew moist, and with a "Wow" she lunged fiercely into Bosabei's arms.

"Why did you only come back now! Do you know how worried I was?!"

Bosabei said nothing, merely patting Wang Dong's back gently.

Until Wang Dong slowly rose, her bright, large eyes glaring fiercely at Bosabei.

Bosabei finally spoke: "Dong, there are some things I can't explain to you now; tomorrow I'll set out for the Sun‑Moon Empire's Ming De Hall.

I had planned to tell you after I return, but I still can't stop worrying about you."

Wang Dong wiped the corner of her eye and, sounding a bit aggrieved, asked, "What about that Wang Qiu'er? What's her story?"

Hearing that, Bosabei's expression turned uneasy; how could he explain…?

"Dong, I truly don't know Wang Qiu'er's background; I only met her later." Fortunately, Bosabei was thick‑skinned, spouting the lie without a hint of embarrassment.

"Oh… alright." Wang Dong nodded thoughtfully, then snarled, "But keep your distance from that woman, understand?"

"Don't worry, Dong; this time I'm going to Ming De Hall without her," Bosabei quickly assured.

Then he cautiously added, "Dong, my identity must stay secret; don't let a third person find out."

Wang Dong, though puzzled, still nodded.

"Alright, I'm heading back now." After saying that, Bosabei quickly left amid Wang Dong's lingering, reluctant gaze.

Back at the dormitory, after grabbing two sets of spare clothes, Bosabei began cultivating.

Night fell.

Mu En, who had been lying in a wheelchair in the Sea God Pavilion, suddenly snapped his eyes open.

He squinted, glanced at the distant horizon, and murmured, "Looks like tonight will be troublesome."

As if answering Mu En, dozens of violet‑black streaks of light flickered across the sky above Shilaike City.

A terrifying pressure instantly descended upon Slake Academy.

Immediately after, a dozen or so silhouettes emerged from the void, led by the 99th‑level Limit Soul Master—Long Xiaoyao!

Such a powerful aura naturally startled everyone.

All members inside the Sea God Hall flew upward, confronting the newcomers.

"Long Xiaoyao? What brings you here?" The one at the front was Xuanzi, his eyes wary as he stared at Long Xiaoyao, his tone somewhat solemn.

After all, the one standing before him was Long Xiaoyao, whose name rivals Mu En's and is hailed as one of the twin light‑dark dragons, his own strength already among the continent's elite.

Long Xiaoyao said lightly, "Take back our people."

Xuanzi wondered in his heart, "Your people?"

With a "buzz," Mu En, bathed in golden light, stepped before Xuanzi, his gaze calm as he looked at Long Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, long time no see, hope you've been well."

"Mu En, I'm here this time for that child in your academy," Long Xiaoyao stated his purpose.

"You mean Xiao Tao?" Long Xiaoyao is now the Grand Offerer of the Holy Spirit Sect, and it is well known that the Holy Spirit Sect is an Evil Soul Master organization.

The only thing in Slake Academy that can be called an evil martial soul is Ma Xiaotao's now mutated evil fire phoenix.

But, as the next martial‑soul department dean, and aside from Bosabei the most talented person in Slake Academy for a hundred years, Mu En would never hand him over.

ps: One chapter today, I feel increasingly lost while writing lately, inexplicably uneasy; I'll find a chance to make up for it…

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