I Know…
13: Chapter 13: I…
I Know…
Chapter 13: I…
I Know…
Tang San’s eyes narrowed.
Killing intent spread from him.
However, the instant that trace of killing intent surfaced— Tang San’s Purple Demon Eyes suddenly contracted.
A streak of light silently swept past the edge of his vision!
It wasn’t aimed at him.
The light grazed his ear, burning a strand of hair with its intense heat before piercing through the air behind him.
It continued all the way to the edge of the field before silently dissipating.
Tang San slowly turned his head.
A fist-sized hole in the wall of the thatched hut behind him was still smoking.
If Ning Que hadn’t deliberately aimed wide…
He would’ve been dead.
“Better not do that again, okay~?” Ning Que said casually.
He lowered his raised finger and casually shook the remaining specks of light from his fingertip, as though he’d just done something completely insignificant.
He raised a hand to cover his mouth and let out a long yawn.
“That’s enough.” “I’m tired.” As soon as he said this, his body began tilting to the side.
It was as though all the strength had suddenly been drained from him.
His golden hair drooped softly, and his eyes were already half-closed.
He looked nothing like the person who had just pointed a finger and unleashed such terrifying killing intent.
Ning Rongrong immediately caught him and pulled him into her arms.
Her movements were so practiced that it was obvious she’d done it countless times before.
She instinctively adjusted her position, letting Ning Que’s head rest securely in the hollow of her shoulder while wrapping both arms around his waist to support him.
Ning Que rubbed his face against her shoulder, found the most comfortable position, and gradually settled into a steady rhythm of breathing.
“You…” Zhao Wuji had been about to unleash his anger over the boy suddenly attacking them, but the words died in his throat when he saw the golden-haired youth already asleep in the girl’s arms.
His breathing was steady.
His expression was peaceful.
He looked as though he were an entirely different person from the one who had been kicking and pointing at people moments ago.
Zhao Wuji stared at him for several breaths, yet couldn’t find even the slightest trace of threat on that peaceful face.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
The soul power in his palm finally dispersed.
Stopping while things were still manageable was fine.
But just in case…
Zhao Wuji turned around, inhaled, and warned him, “Kid, you’d better not get any ideas.” Tang San raised his eyes.
“He’s not someone you can deal with.” Zhao Wuji’s gaze shifted briefly toward Ning Que before returning to Tang San.
“Since he says it’s over, then let it be over.
Consider your grudge settled.
I’m telling you this for your own good.” Tang San looked up.
Anger, resentment, and a sense of unwillingness filled his eyes.
But he didn’t answer immediately.
His instincts told him that this wasn’t the time to say anything.
The scene from moments ago was still vivid in his mind.
Yet his fists clenched tighter.
The pain radiating through them made his hands tremble involuntarily.
He knew there was a gap between their strengths.
But this wasn’t how it would end!
Not for him.
Not for Xiao Wu.
“I…
know…” Tang San slowly lowered his eyes, refusing to let anyone see them.
He also refused to let the sound of his clenched teeth escape.
“Not knowing is fine, too.” “You’ll naturally feel pain after getting beaten enough times.
After getting hurt enough, even a dog knows when to stay out of the way.
Surely some people…” Ning Rongrong’s voice was filled with smug disdain as she deliberately dragged out the final words.
“Can’t even compare to a dog, right?” Kicking someone while they were down and rubbing salt into their wounds were things she was particularly good at.
Hearing this, something churned in Tang San’s eyes.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly.
He forcibly suppressed his anger again.
He lowered his head even further.
Zhao Wuji frowned and looked at Ning Rongrong.
That was going a little too far.
But the moment he looked at her, the words on the tip of his tongue suddenly stopped.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
From beginning to end, he hadn’t seen her use it even once.
That kick and that finger had been entirely the golden-haired boy’s own strength.
If the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul were added on top of that…
That boy’s strength would rise another level.
Terrifying…
The thought left Zhao Wuji silent for a moment.
Ning Rongrong didn’t care in the slightest about his gaze.
“Looking at me won’t help.
I’m just telling the truth.” Her eyes shifted to the side, landing on the incense stick that had gone out at some point.
“The incense is already burned out.
Looks like your Shrek Academy isn’t any different from the other academies after all…” “Just as boring.” Zhao Wuji followed her gaze toward the incense, which had been completely reduced to ash.
His brows relaxed.
It was good that the test was over.
“The test is over.
You’ve passed.” “Oh.” Ning Rongrong answered casually and turned around.
She left without the slightest hesitation.
“Where are you going…?” “Do you really think your performance is enough to make us stay?” Ning Rongrong stopped and glanced back at Zhao Wuji from the corner of her eye.
“Surely not.
Confidence is a good thing, but you need the ability to back it up.
Clearly, you don’t have it.
Hmph.” After saying that, she adjusted Ning Que in her arms and walked straight out.
Zhao Wuji felt his chest tighten.
He wanted to say something to make this young lady stay, but the words died before they could leave his mouth.
She really did have the confidence to say that.
From beginning to end, she hadn’t used a single support soul skill of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
Yet a kid who had just woken up had already turned his entrance examination upside down.
What could he possibly use to make her stay?
Zhao Wuji looked toward the others.
A black figure silently swept past his field of vision.
The black-clad girl who had barely spoken since the beginning of the test also left without saying a word.
“Another one…” Zhao Wuji’s breathing paused, and the breath he exhaled became heavier.
One would have been understandable.
The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been spoiled since childhood.
If she was arrogant, she had every reason to be.
But this black-clad girl…
Still, he had no time to chase after her.
Two of them were seriously injured.
One had suffered minor injuries.
“Kid.” Zhao Wuji turned toward Tang San, then glanced at the pale-faced girl in pink whose shoulder had been pierced.
“The academy has a support-type Soul Emperor.
These injuries aren’t life-threatening, and they won’t leave any lasting effects.” Tang San immediately looked up.
“Where?” Zhao Wuji didn’t waste any words.
He strode over to the unconscious Dai Mubai, who was barely clinging to life, and scooped him up from the ground with one hand.
Tang San hurried over and helped Xiao Wu up, supporting her as she clutched her shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Xiao Wu.
I…” “Xiao San, don’t worry…” Xiao Wu’s lips were pale, but the unwillingness in her eyes was impossible to hide.
“I’m not someone who’s that easy to defeat.
This isn’t over!” “Yeah!” Zhao Wuji had heard their exchange while holding Dai Mubai, but he didn’t interrupt.
He simply said to the two of them, “Let’s go.” Tang San supported Xiao Wu and followed closely behind.
…
Not far away.
The tattered black robe remained completely motionless.
Tang Hao’s gaze passed through the dilapidated wooden posts and thatched roof before settling on the figures of Tang San and Xiao Wu as they left.
If anyone else had done this, he definitely would’ve stepped in and taught them a lesson.
But it happened to be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Tang Hao remained silent.
The Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were both among the Upper Three Sects.
The Clear Sky Sect had already sealed its gates and withdrawn from the world because of what he had done back then, leaving it in an extremely difficult position.
If he made an enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now as well…
Their situation would become several times more difficult.
If Xiao San wanted to return to the Clear Sky Sect and gain its support, it would become incredibly difficult.
Besides, if he attracted the attention of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…
The identity of that 100,000-year soul beast would no longer be possible to conceal… End of Chapter