Chapter 56

After the evening Arena match ended, everyone gathered together to prepare to return to the academy.

Flanders left the group to go to his own shop, asking Dai Mubai to lead the others back.

Ma Hongjun then prepared to leave the group, intending to vent his evil fire nearby, and he even called for Dai Mubai to go with him.

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then at the people around him: "Pangzi, you don't need to call me for this; don't tarnish my reputation."

Ma Hongjun laughed: "Boss Dai, who among us doesn't know each other? You've spent more than I have; don't forget those twins."

Dai Mubai was instantly flustered: "Pangzi, if you want to go, go. Why all the chatter? And do you believe I'll beat you up?"

Ma Hongjun reacted swiftly, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and several beauties, then vanished in a flash.

Xiao Wu, a bit puzzled, asked: "What exactly is Pangzi going to do? He just said he'd go to some brothel; what place is that?"

The others' faces darkened at the remark, especially Tang San, who hurriedly tugged Xiao Wu and whispered, while Xiao Wu's face visibly flushed red.

Ning Rongrong was about to say something, but Yang Xiong glared at her, and she fell silent at once, evidently recalling what Yang Xiong had told her today.

A hint of resentment showed on Xiao Wu's face: "San Ge, you absolutely must not go to a place like brothel; otherwise I'll have to punish you."

Tang San looked extremely embarrassed and quickly said: "Xiao Wu, rest assured; someone like me would never go to brothel. I'm not the kind of person Pangzi is."

Everyone watching Tang San and Xiao Wu couldn't help but laugh.

Ning Rongrong mimicked: "Xiao Xiongzi, you seem quite familiar with brothel; have you been there before?"

Yang Xiong smiled: "I've never left my sect all my life, so how could I know what brothel is? Besides, apart from cultivation, I'm not interested in other things."

Oscar tapped Yang Xiong's waist: "Xiong Ge, you seem wealthy; you must have more experience in this, right? Have you seen something more advanced?"

Ning Rongrong's interest sparked at that: "Xiao Xiongzi, be honest— you're rarely seen in class; have you been secretly courting many girlfriends, maybe even sneaking out of the sect to have fun?"

Yang Xiong was speechless: "I skip class only to cultivate peacefully; even the teacher permits it. Do you not even trust the teacher?"

Nearby, Xiao Wu's playful spirit surged; both she and Ning Rongrong, equally mischievous, leaned together like long-time close friends.

"Rong Rong, were you and Xiao Xiongzi classmates before? What's the situation with Xiao Xiongzi's long absence from class?"

Ning Rongrong said: "Xiao Xiongzi and I were indeed classmates. He loved reading since childhood; during class he'd hold a book, ignoring lessons, eventually stopped attending altogether, rarely interacted with others. I didn't want to attend either, but my dad said if I could be top of the grade like him academically, I could also skip class."

"Unfortunately, I don't know if this guy is especially favored by teachers, but they allow him to skip studying, only needing to come once a week, and in the past six months he's vanished; I strongly suspect he's gone to brothel to fool around."

Xiao Wu nodded, clearly agreeing with Ning Rongrong's statement.

Yang Xiong rolled his eyes at Xiao Wu: "You little rabbit—no, I should call you old rabbit. I'm certainly older than you; you should call me Xiong Ge or classmate Yang Xiong."

Xiao Wu glared at Yang Xiong: "Rong Rong can call you Xiao Xiongzi; why can't I? From now on everyone should call you Xiao Xiongzi."

Before Yang Xiong could speak, Ning Rongrong also nodded, the two little close friends looking like kindred spirits who finally met.

Yang Xiong looked at the crowd helplessly and internally muttered: "You Yi Wan Nian rogue rabbit, you only know how to mess around. Believe it or not, I'll turn you into a Soul Ring someday."

Tang San, watching Xiao Wu's antics, felt a bit embarrassed, yet his eyes were full of affection for her.

After some play, no conflict arose, and everyone returned together to Shrek Academy.

The next day, Flanders still taught, but at class time everyone was present except Oscar.

Flanders's expression was ambiguous: "Dai Mubai, go call Oscar; how can someone so young love to oversleep?"

Tang San quickly said: "Dean, when I left the dormitory I saw him still in Meditation; he must have cultivated deeply, so he didn't wake up in time."

Before Dai Mubai could go to summon him, Oscar was already bursting out of the dormitory.

Flanders snorted: "Oscar, you still want to run extra laps; you even dare to be late for class."

Oscar hurriedly said: "Dean, let me explain—I've broken through to Level 30."

Flanders was delighted: "Good, very good. Oscar, you truly didn't disappoint me; it seems our academy finally has a second Soul Elder."

Yang Xiong glanced at Oscar; the plot unfolded just like the original, so he thought he should act himself.

Flanders then addressed everyone: "Today's lesson centers on Oscar; everyone must eat at least one Sausage made by Oscar."

The crowd was shocked, especially the three girls, whose faces were full of disgust.

Yang Xiong was casual: "Oscar, use two soul skills to make a Sausage each for me."

Oscar, who had felt a bit down, instantly cheered and swiftly crafted two Sausages: the first soul skill produced a Super Recovery Big Sausage, the second an Antidote Small Sausage, though the incantations were rather gross—"I have a big Sausage" and "I have a small Sausage."

The onlookers gave Yang Xiong and Oscar a disdainful look, clearly thinking Oscar's incantations were disgusting, yet Yang Xiong ignored them.

Yang Xiong didn't care about the expressions, took the two Sausages, shoved them in, and even nodded approvingly: "Not bad, truly good. The taste is fine, and the effect on a Soul Grandmaster is obvious; worthy of an Innate Full Soul Power premium martial soul."

Oscar, hearing this, felt greatly encouraged, as if he'd found a kindred spirit: "Xiong Ge, you understand me; from now on you're truly my big brother."

Yang Xiong smiled: "Oscar, you're actually older than me; just call me Xiao Xiong or Yang Xiong, that's how my family calls me."

Ning Rongrong, beside him, seemed unusually disgusted: "Xiao Xiongzi, don't you think the incantation and the Sausage together are gross? I can't swallow them at all."

The other six, hearing Ning Rongrong's words, all nodded, clearly in agreement.

Yang Xiong glanced at the six and sighed: "The Soul Master World is harsher than anyone imagined. I once went alone into the Soul Beast Forest; the hunger and lack of soul power were despairing. If I'd had Oscar's Sausage then, I'd have been more confident facing Soul Beasts."

Even more so, the Spirit Battle between Soul Grandmasters can hinge on a single instant of life and death—perhaps due to insufficient soul power, perhaps because of Deadly Poison in the body, both are fatal. Oscar's Sausage can give us tremendous help during combat, even at a critical moment it can turn the tide; compared with spells, that is nothing at all.

Moreover, don't you think Oscar's spells and Sausage's functions match perfectly? Perhaps this is the art brought by Innate Full Soul Power.

The crowd was at a loss for words upon hearing this.

(End of Chapter)