[Clear as bamboo.]
I met Zhu Zhuqing.
[Yes.
Seeing Tang San and Xiao Wu means Shrek Academy will begin recruiting students in a few days.
Zhu Zhuqing was originally a Shrek student, so her appearance in Soto City makes perfect sense.]
[To be honest, Zhu Zhuqing’s talent is fairly average, but she works extremely hard.
She came here solely to look for Dai Mubai—yet who would have thought he’d be out fooling around instead?]
[In my previous life, I met Zhu Zhuqing several months later.
Back then, I was a student of Heaven Dou Royal Academy and came to Soto City to participate in spirit battles.
That was when I encountered Shrek Academy.]
Although my soul power wasn’t very high at the time—not as high as Yan Yan’s, nor even Ye Lingling’s—my actual combat strength was outstanding.
Because of that, I joined the Royal Fighting Team in spirit battles.
That was also the first time I met Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
[It was precisely because of that battle that Zhu Zhuqing witnessed Dai Mubai’s weakness, planting the seeds for her eventual departure from Shrek Academy.]
[Tsk… I really didn’t expect the second person I’d meet after my rebirth to be Zhu Zhuqing.
As expected of the Zhu family—her presence is as striking as ever.]
Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing were quite similar.
Members of the Zhu family were all exceptionally gifted in this regard.
When Zhu Zhuqing saw those words, her pupils shrank sharply.
He’s here.
He’s seen me.
She suddenly lifted her head and scanned her surroundings.
Soon, her gaze locked onto someone quietly watching her.
He wasn’t dazzlingly handsome, but rather clean and refined, with a pleasant and gentle appearance.
His features were well-proportioned, giving him an overall calm and approachable air.
When Xu Fan noticed Zhu Zhuqing looking at him, he gave her a slight nod.
Zhu Zhuqing’s long black hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, contrasting starkly with her fair complexion.
What stood out most, however, was her figure.
Her black outfit hugged her body closely, outlining curves that were mature and striking.
Her waist was slender, her legs long and straight, and her entire bearing radiated a sharp, aggressive allure that made even many grown women feel inferior.
Yet her temperament was icy—cold to the core.
To everyone’s surprise, Zhu Zhuqing was the first to notice Xu Fan.
Far away in Xingluo City, Zhu Zhuyun abruptly jumped off the bed.
“Ah… little sister actually ran into Xu Fan,” Zhu Zhuyun said in surprise.
“Hmph.
As expected, Dai Mubai is unreliable.”
“Xu Fan certainly has good taste.
The Zhu family women are all top-tier in physique.
Still, judging from appearances, I’m not inferior either.”
She frowned slightly.
“Could it be that I part ways with Davis later?”
She was currently training in the Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Davis.
“It seems I’ll need to go out and take a look myself.”
Unlike Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun didn’t need to run away.
She could leave freely.
At the Ye residence.
“Lingling.” Dugu Yan hugged Ye Lingling tightly.
“Lingling, Lingling!”
“Don’t do that…” Ye Lingling blushed.
“Haha, looks like we’ll still be sisters in the future,” Dugu Yan laughed.
“…Mm.” Ye Lingling was stunned.
How did things turn out like this?
Ye Qingli rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
The situation was a complete mess.
Who would have thought her daughter was involved with Xu Fan—and seemingly as… a concubine?
“Enough.
We’ll talk about it later,” Ye Qingli said, exhausted.
At the Crown Prince’s Residence—
Bang!
Qian Renxue slammed her fist onto the table.
“Good figure—so what?!
At such a young age, you’re already paying attention to things like this, you little brat!”
She naturally recognized the Zhu family.
The women of that family were notoriously exceptional—none of them modest in the slightest.
Not only were they well-endowed, but their figures were perfectly balanced, which Qian Renxue believed was closely related to their martial souls.
That was truly outrageous.
She slowly walked over to a full-length mirror.
Having just finished bathing, she was wrapped loosely in a silk robe.
Standing before the mirror, she examined herself quietly.
Moisture still lingered on her skin, a few damp strands of golden hair clinging to her neck.
Her collar was slightly open, revealing her collarbone and smooth, pale skin.
Her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither excessive nor lacking, and she possessed the sacred beauty unique to Six-Winged Angel soul masters.
She nodded faintly.
“…Hm.
I’m not bad either.”
The moment the words left her mouth, Qian Renxue froze.
Wrong!
Why would I say something like that?!
Why do I even care?!
At that moment, Xu Fan walked over.
“Hello.” His voice was clear and pleasant, his eyes bright.
“What is it?” Zhu Zhuqing replied coolly.
Her tone was cold, but her eyes flickered with something unusual.
Xu Fan observed carefully.
Zhu Zhuqing’s gaze used to be purely cold—but now it was different.
To a stranger, her eyes should have remained unchanged, or even colder.
Unless… she already knew him.
Sure enough.
Just like Ah Yin, Zhu Zhuqing could see the stories I wrote.
That meant Ning Rongrong, Bibi Dong, and Qian Renxue might be able to see them too.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Looks like I need to put more effort into writing a better story.
Xu Fan clasped his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly, examined her, then nodded solemnly.
“I observe that you possess extraordinary bones, a firm will, and although your talent is merely acceptable… it is still quite remarkable.”
“So,” he continued in an old-fashioned tone, “how about it—would you consider becoming my disciple?
My first senior apprentice?”
Zhu Zhuqing: “…”
She froze, wondering if she’d heard him correctly.
Xu Fan lifted his chin slightly, trying to look like an enlightened master.
His lips twitched.
This is so awkward.
With so many women around, how can I be this bad at talking?
What kind of introduction is that?
Zhu Zhuqing almost laughed—but managed to hold it back.
“Your soul power isn’t even higher than mine.”
Xu Fan wasn’t embarrassed at all.
He replied casually, “That doesn’t matter.
Soul power only reflects a temporary state.
As for me…”
“I am invincible.”
The four simple words, spoken without flourish, sent ripples through Zhu Zhuqing’s heart.
Her eyes widened slightly.
He wasn’t arrogant—just calm, as though absolute confidence came naturally to him.
Such confidence.
Was it confidence born from knowing the future after rebirth?
Or was it something he inherently possessed?
The conversation was a little awkward, but there was nothing to be done.
I’m not very good at chatting—I’m more introverted.
Besides, they were the ones who initiated things.
Still…
It seems I’ve awakened my Martial God Domain.