Chapter 82: Ning Rongrong

The next morning at dawn.

It seemed as if nothing had happened; Yu Tianyun, Tang San and Ning Rongrong did not bring up last night's incident.

After everyone finished breakfast, they prepared to set out back to the academy.

Because a certain clumsy, playful lady kept provoking Yu Tianyun last night, she was given special "attention" and now her legs are too weak to walk, so Yu Tianyun has to continue carrying the three girls back by flight.

When the four silhouettes flew higher and farther, they disappeared from the Shilake crowd's line of sight.

Ma Hongjun stared at the direction where Yu Tianyun, cradling three girls, vanished, enviously jabbed Oscar's side with his elbow, and said, "Little Oscar, look at them—flying all day with the girls is no problem, while your third soul skill lasts only a minute."

Oscar, hearing Ma Hongjun's words, covered his chest, his heart aching as if twisted by a knife, pushed Ma away, and angrily said, "What's wrong with a minute? You don't even have a minute! If you're so capable, stop eating my mushroom sausage in the future."

Ma Hongjun chuckled, proudly saying, "Who wants to eat your mushroom sausage! When I break through to level thirty, I'll also choose a flying soul skill as my third soul skill. I am a phoenix martial soul, so I'll be able to fly up with the girls."

Oscar felt even more heartache, yet refused to concede: "So what? It's only a three‑minute thing; it won't last more than a few bursts anyway. I can eat a few more sausages to extend the time. Can you?"

Ma Hongjun's smile froze; thinking it over, he realized he truly wasn't as lasting as Oscar, but he couldn't admit his own weakness, so he was about to retort.

Before he could speak, Zhao Wuji, who heard the two arguing, came up behind them, kicked each of their backsides, and shouted:

"Stop the damn nonsense, get moving now, aim to be back at the academy before nightfall; that iron‑clad Fland won't reimburse my lodging!"

After being kicked, Ma Hongjun and Oscar swallowed the words they were about to say, fell in line, and ran back together with Tang San, Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu.

Tang San's gaze was deep; he caught a remark from Ma Hongjun about how Yu Tianyun could fly for an entire day in one breath, which was absurd. How does Yu Tianyun manage that? After returning, he plans to find a chance to contact his teacher Yu Xiao Gang to ask why Yu Tianyun's strength is so great and his cultivation so rapid; he is unwilling to believe Yu Tianyun's previous explanation.

Meanwhile, soaring in mid‑air, Yu Tianyun said to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, after we return I'll settle my second uncle's affairs and then leave. The Shilake Xueyuan offers no help to my cultivation; I haven't cultivated soul power for two years and need a place to practice in seclusion. Will you leave with me?"

Yu Tianyun indeed intends to diligently cultivate soul power; during the two years in Dragon Valley his soul power made no progress.

Although his current soul power cultivation ranks among the highest for his age, compared with someone like Qian Renxue who has innate level‑20 soul power, he is still a bit lacking.

Nevertheless, his talent now should already far surpass Qian Renxue's.

Absorbing three celestial herbs, a large amount of Dragon Cloud dragon soul, plus a divine‑grade Mountain Dragon King soul bone, a hundred‑thousand‑year‑old blue‑silver emperor right‑leg bone, and two External Attached soul bones, his talent can be said to be only slightly inferior to that of a little dragon man two ten‑thousand years later.

Yet in the present era, Yu Tianyun's talent is absolutely unmatched.

As long as he practices in seclusion for a while, his strength will surely surge rapidly.

Invincible under heaven, the day is near! Hearing Yu Tianyun's words, Ning Rongrong said without hesitation, "Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. I'm already yours; don't think you can leave me alone to have fun! It's just a Shilake Xueyuan, I never intended to stay there forever."

Yu Tianyun chuckled lightly, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds ahead, his eyes distant, and sighed inwardly, "Alas! I truly wish to spend endless days and nights with you all, unabashed and carefree."

At that thought, his mind suddenly sharpened: "They say the gentle land is a hero's tomb; I've indeed been sinking into it lately. No, the danger of my clan's annihilation isn't fully gone; I must keep training hard, and from today onward, quit drinking!"

Yu Tianyun looked at the three stunning wives in his arms, felt a sudden impulse, gave each of the girls a quick peck on the cheek, and said calmly:

"From now on we can't indulge as we have these days; the continent is too peaceful now, and I have a premonition that big trouble may come. I must grow quickly so I can protect you and our current life!"

Yu Tianyun paused briefly, then looked at Ning Rongrong and continued:

"However, before we return, we still need to take the hidden weapons that that kid Tang San promised. It depends on how many he can forge, the cost, the power; if they're truly useful, Rongrong, your Qi Bao Liu Li Sect can order more, arm all the sect's disciples, which will greatly boost the combat ability of the lower‑rank disciples and better prepare us for future changes."

The three girls, all from powerful backgrounds, vaguely sensed some of what Yu Tianyun said about upcoming changes, and they all wholeheartedly agreed; indeed they must not indulge in mere romantic bliss.

Ning Rongrong nodded and replied to Yu Tianyun:

"If the Great Soul Masters, the Soul Elder‑rank disciples, and our direct‑line disciples who wield the Qi Bao Liu Li Tower martial soul were all equipped with Tang San's hidden weapons, gaining the attack power of Soul Ancestor‑level masters, the sect's strength would certainly ascend another level."

In front of Yu Tianyun, Ning Rongrong no longer hid her thoughts and vented everything she wanted to say: "The classmates around me, Tang San and Xiao Wu are the strangest. Their backgrounds are as low as Ma Hongjun and Oscar's, yet their martial souls are not mutated yet possess innate full soul power—truly odd. Moreover, Tang San's father is just a blacksmith; his abilities are unlike anything a normal family could produce. His true identity must be very mysterious."

"Xiao Wu, I can't see through her; she never revealed her family and I don't know her background. Yet the Titan Giant Ape seems to have been sent specifically to capture her. She escaped from the ape and luckily encountered a rabbit‑type soul beast that was the right species and age for her and was stunned. I don't believe a single word of her explanations; I'm just too lazy to expose the truth."

Ning Rongrong paused, looked at Zhu Zhu Yun and Zhu Zhuqing, who were also in Yu Tianyun's arms, and continued:

"That Dai Mubai, whose martial soul is a White Tiger and bears the surname Dai, is obviously a member of the Star‑Luo Empire's royal family; the Star‑Luo royalty is iron‑blooded and ruthless. I've heard Xiao Wu mention that he keeps a pair of twins on his left and right, frequenting the lovers' hotel in Sotto City. With such debauched habits, he'll surely lose in the succession struggle—either killed or stripped of his martial soul. Compared with Brother Tianyun, he's a good‑for‑nothing."

Yu Tianyun felt a bit embarrassed; he truly has no right to criticize Dai Mubai, since he himself is even more promiscuous, never having enough room for both sides! He only heard Ning Rongrong continue: "Oscar, Ma Hongjun—one a spineless rat, the other just like Dai Mubai, their heads full of lewd trash. I see Oscar's thoughts clearly, yet he can't even speak smoothly in front of me and is especially sleazy. Hmph, I won't even give him anything myself!"

Ning Rongrong, at least, knows some modesty; some shocking remarks are still hard to voice in front of Yu Tianyun, and she went on to talk about Ma Hongjun:

"Ma Hongjun's martial soul flaw is just an excuse; his mind is filled with filthy thoughts. During this outing his gaze never left women—from sixty‑year‑olds to six‑year‑olds, he truly has no sense of propriety."

"These so‑called classmates, none of them are normal! How could I possibly stay at such an academy?"

Yu Tianyun listened silently, his complexion gradually turning strange; turns out Ning Rongrong knows everything! His mind was as clear as a mirror.

(End of chapter)