“Thank you for protecting me last night, Teacher Zhao.” Xue Lei Han cupped his hands and said.
“You broke through, right?
I’m talking about your sword technique.” Zhao Wuji patted Xue Lei Han’s shoulder.
Seeing him nod slowly, he couldn’t help but laugh with emotion.
“You kid really is a monster among monsters.” “Follow this path all the way and you’ll see the cafeteria.
I’m going to rest first.” Zhao Wuji pointed to a small path, spoke to Xue Lei Han, then turned around, stretched lazily, and walked away.
Xue Lei Han watched his figure disappear into the distance, then slightly bowed toward his back.
Xue Lei Han had never been someone who didn’t understand etiquette.
On the contrary, he was very grateful for Zhao Wuji’s protection throughout the previous night.
After Zhao Wuji’s figure disappeared, Xue Lei Han touched the Azure Rose Sword, feeling the comfortable cold air emanating from it.
It was time to hunt for a soul ring.
Xue Lei Han strolled along the village path, head lowered in thought.
This place was too far from the extreme north.
Did he have no choice but to hunt soul rings in the Star Dou Great Forest?
The feeling of having no soul power was unpleasant, but due to his long-term training, Xue Lei Han had already grown accustomed to this discomfort.
The weight of the Azure Rose Sword felt very real.
“Should I go for a Ten-thousand-year Nether Wolf or a Ten-thousand-year Snow Drift Dragon?” Xue Lei Han muttered to himself.
He felt that the rarity of these two soul beasts was no less than that of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
The Nether Wolf was cruel and combative; offending one meant becoming mortal enemies with its entire pack.
Moreover, different Nether Wolf packs often fought over territory.
Having one that lived over a thousand years was already quite good.
The Snow Drift Dragon was even rarer.
It spent its entire life curled up in a single cave, never leaving to hunt.
It ate everything, including stones and trees, yet made no sound at all while chewing.
Encountering even one Snow Drift Dragon in a lifetime was considered great luck.
“Um, Rongrong, is he always like this?” Xiao Wu asked while looking at Xue Lei Han, who kept staring at his meal tray in deep thought.
The Shrek Academy group followed Xiao Wu’s finger and looked toward Xue Lei Han.
They saw him with serious eyes, staring at the tray as if pondering something.
Rongrong unusually didn’t joke around and said softly, “Big Brother Leihan is often like this when he’s alone.
He’s probably thinking about his sword and cultivation issues again.” She shrugged as she spoke.
Dai Mubai gave a bitter smile and interjected, “But he seems way too obsessed.
I even feel like he’s a bit deranged.
However, everyone felt his soul power and soul skills yesterday, right?” At this point, Dai Mubai’s eyes shone brightly as he glanced at everyone.
Recalling the figure swinging his sword alone amid the ice and snow, they all nodded.
“Facts have proven that the results of his day-and-night bitter cultivation are substantial.
Everyone still remembers what Teacher Zhao said last night, Xue Lei Han broke through.” “It makes me want to go cultivate too.
I really want to become stronger.” As he said this, he secretly glanced at the cold-looking girl who was eating.
The girl seemed completely unaware of Dai Mubai’s gaze and continued eating.
Dai Mubai’s face stiffened and he gave a bitter smile.
Then he said seriously, “Alright, everyone will be living and cultivating together from now on.
There’s no need to be too formal with how we address each other.
Including the five new arrivals, the academy only has eight people total.
Little Ao and Fatty both call me Boss Dai because I’m a bit older than them.
You guys can just call me Mubai.
Call Ma Hongjun Fatty, and for Oscar you can call him Little Ao or Sausage Uncle.
Tang San, I’ll call you Little San from now on, how about it?” Tang San nodded after listening.
After everyone decided how to address each other in the future, Dai Mubai suddenly realized one person had remained silent the entire time.
“Uh, Xue Lei Han, what should we call you from now on?” Dai Mubai turned around and saw Xue Lei Han still deep in thought, so he smiled awkwardly.
“Brother Han, Brother Leihan.” Xue Lei Han startled and snapped out of his thoughts.
Seeing Ning Rongrong smiling happily in front of him, he sighed softly and said indifferently, “What is it this time?” Ning Rongrong pointed at the standing Dai Mubai.
Xue Lei Han looked over with a puzzled expression.
Dai Mubai coughed once, then repeated what he had just said.
“Xue Lei Han or Leihan is fine, Mubai.” After a brief pause at the end of his words, Xue Lei Han finally said the name “Mubai.” Dai Mubai walked over, patted Xue Lei Han’s shoulder, and said with a smile, “Then I’ll take the liberty of calling you Leihan.” During the conversation, the cold girl left the table.
Dai Mubai looked at her departing figure with a complicated expression.
Everyone chatted and laughed, though it was mostly Dai Mubai talking alone.
Taking advantage of breakfast time, he went over the academy’s rules once again.
After bidding farewell to the group, Xue Lei Han arrived at the training field where he had fought Zhao Wuji that day.
Although it was called a training field, it had dirt ground and the boundaries were merely lightly marked with differently colored sand.
But this did not hinder Xue Lei Han’s cultivation.
Just as he was about to sit down cross-legged, an icy, calm female voice came from behind: “Xue Lei Han, I want to talk to you.” Xue Lei Han turned around.
Seeing it was the cold girl that Dai Mubai cared about, he sheathed the Azure Rose Sword that he had just been about to draw.
He nodded slightly, indicating for the girl to continue.
“I want to know how you cultivate.
I also want to become stronger.” As expected.
Xue Lei Han smiled bitterly in his heart.
This was such a familiar question.
This question had been asked by the members of the Huangdou Battle Team back then.
His gaze gradually refocused as he looked at the strong-willed girl and said calmly, “Just read through all the books in an entire country’s library when you were five years old.
After awakening your Sword Martial Soul at six, never put it away.
Focus solely on cultivation.
Meditate while others sleep, run in the morning without using soul power, and while eating, think about where your soul power and soul skills can be improved.
That’s all.” Seeing the cold girl’s gradually dazed eyes, Xue Lei Han rarely smiled faintly.
“Therefore, there is no best cultivation method.
Only the one that suits you is the best.” Saying so many words at once really didn’t feel like himself.
Xue Lei Han sighed inwardly.
After speaking, Xue Lei Han took a few steps, then suddenly turned his head and asked, “What is your name?” He immediately received a white-eyed glare from the cold girl.
“Zhu Zhuqing.” “Oh.” With that, he strode away carrying the Azure Rose Sword.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip.
Is the one that suits you the best?
“Zhuqing, stop thinking about it.
You won’t understand Brother Leihan’s way of thinking.” Ning Rongrong walked over from behind, watching Xue Lei Han’s gradually departing figure, and said slowly.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong in confusion.
“This is something I heard from my father.
He said that the harshest Brother Leihan has ever been on himself was when he was breaking through to the thirtieth rank.
Because he couldn’t find inspiration for his sword technique, he locked himself in the dorm for a full forty-nine days, not eating or drinking.
When he got tired, he would cut himself with a sword.
And when practicing his Snow Killing Sword, he locked himself inside a beast-fighting arena.” “Beast fighting arena?” It took Zhu Zhuqing a while to understand the meaning of the beast-fighting arena.
“Locking a person and soul beasts together in an iron cage, with only one allowed to walk out alive.
For a full month of dancing with death alongside soul beasts, he finally comprehended the final move of the Snow Killing Sword, the one we saw yesterday that broke through Teacher Zhao’s Immovable Ming King Body.” “So, Brother Leihan’s world is something only he himself understands.” After saying this, Ning Rongrong returned to her usual smiling expression, humming an unknown tune, and left behind the shocked Zhu Zhuqing.
Xue Lei Han walked to an open area and saw a sturdy, middle-aged man in his fifties.
“Four-eyed Cat Eagle, Flender?” Xue Lei Han said slowly.
“I heard what you said earlier.
Those were really good suggestions.
I didn’t expect that not only is your soul power outstanding, Xue Lei Han, but you also possess considerable theoretical knowledge.” The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and chuckled, his smile carrying a cunning feeling.
“Dean is looking for me?
Is something the matter?” Xue Lei Han had always been a man of few words, but he wouldn’t stay silent when a long explanation was needed.
“Follow me.” Flender led him into a simply yet elegantly decorated room.
Xue Lei Han looked around at the decorations inside and figured this must be the dean’s office.
“Just as Teacher Qin Ming said.” Xue Lei Han said indifferently.
Flender suddenly grabbed Xue Lei Han’s collar in excitement.
“You’re that brat Qin Ming’s student?” He suddenly burst into loud laughter, released Xue Lei Han’s collar, and said, “I think I know who you are now.” “What does that brat Qin Ming usually say about me?” “Cunning, treacherous, and greedy for money.” Flender immediately became so angry that stars appeared in his eyes.
He secretly swore that the next time he saw Qin Ming, he would slaughter him mercilessly.
Qin Ming, who was in the Heaven Dou Empire, suddenly felt a chill run down his back on a hot day and couldn’t help but shiver.
“But his only good point is that he protects his own.” Xue Lei Han looked at Flender, who alternated between gnashing his teeth and smiling, and fell silent.
“Let’s be frank.
This time it’s about Ning Rongrong.” Flender tapped the table with his finger while tossing over a letter.
“Godfather wrote you a letter?” “That’s right, Third Prince.
This letter grants me the authority to discipline Ning Rongrong.” “Don’t call me Third Prince inside the academy.” “Alright, Xue Lei Han.
What do you think about this matter?” Xue Lei Han pondered for a moment and said, “The current Ning Rongrong is not the real Ning Rongrong.
If it’s for the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, then I support you.” Hearing this, Flender laughed sinisterly.
Xue Lei Han, sitting across from him, immediately felt a layer of goosebumps.
“But don’t go too far, otherwise Godfather won’t be able to face it.” “Don’t worry, don’t worry.
I know the right measure.” Flender then stood up and placed his hand on Xue Lei Han’s shoulder.
After feeling for a moment, he smiled slightly.
“Looks like the aftereffects have passed.
You can use soul power now.” “Class is about to start soon.
Remember to gather at the playground.
Those who are late will be punished.” “Understood.”