After returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Chen Feng gifted the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid to Oscar.
This celestial herb was perfectly compatible with Oscar—it had a gentle medicinal nature that could help evolve his food-type martial soul significantly and would support his cultivation progress to Level 70.
Another rare immortal herb, just like that, was handed out.
Yet Chen Feng felt no reluctance at all. He had already consumed four types of immortal herbs himself, and taking more wouldn't yield much benefit. Rather than letting them go to waste, it was better to invest in his teammates' growth.
With Ning Rongrong around, Oscar was certainly not going anywhere. Chen Feng didn't have to worry about him running back to Shrek Academy after receiving the herb.
Faced with such generosity, Oscar was overwhelmed with emotion. He didn't know what to say—he could only clasp Chen Feng's hands tightly, shaking them with fervor.
Chen Feng chuckled and said helplessly,
"Alright, Oscar. That's enough. Sit down and start absorbing the medicinal power.
You're at Level 35, right? This herb will accelerate your cultivation.
If you can reach the peak of Level 39, you'll be able to go hunt for a spirit ring with Yu Tianlong."
Yu Tianlong had also reached Level 40. He was just one ring away from becoming a Soul Sect.
The only reason he hadn't gone to hunt for a ring yet was because he had been waiting for Oscar.
Oscar nodded and immediately sat down cross-legged, confidently beginning to absorb the power of the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid.
This was happening in Chen Feng's private courtyard, where few dared to intrude aside from Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Chen Feng left Oscar alone in the room and stepped outside.
"What's the matter, Rongrong?"
He had noticed Ning Rongrong approaching through the door crack earlier, which was why he had left Oscar to himself.
Ning Rongrong's expression was a little strange.
"Brother Chen Feng, I want to talk to you about something."
"Is it about Oscar?" Chen Feng smiled knowingly.
Ning Rongrong shook her head.
"No, I trust you'll take good care of him.
What I want to talk about is… Zhu Zhuqing."
"Zhu Zhuqing?"
Chen Feng raised an eyebrow, a little surprised. They had just returned from Shrek Academy. What could have happened with Zhu Zhuqing?
Ning Rongrong's brows furrowed.
"Brother Chen Feng, have you heard about what's going on between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing?"
Chen Feng internally scoffed,
Heard about it? Of course I have.
Not only were they lovers, but they were also engaged. Both came from the royal family of the Star Luo Empire—their relationship was far from ordinary.
But naturally, he couldn't reveal all that. If he acted like he knew everything, people might start getting suspicious—or at the very least, think he was an incurable gossip.
So, he just nodded calmly.
"Yeah, aren't they a couple?"
"They were. But not anymore."
Ning Rongrong looked visibly troubled. She and Zhu Zhuqing were close sisters—they'd spent many days and nights together.
"They just broke up."
"Haha…"
Chen Feng laughed awkwardly.
"Rongrong, are you telling me all this because… you're trying to introduce me to someone?"
Ning Rongrong froze for a second, then gently punched him with her pink little fist.
"Aiya! What are you thinking?!
Zhuqing just broke up with Dai Mubai—her mood is low right now.
How could I try to set her up with someone at a time like this?"
"What I meant is… our team is still missing a member, right?
Feng Tao is your disciple, not a core team member—at least not officially."
Hearing that, Chen Feng finally understood.
Ah, so this is about recruiting a teammate. Not matchmaking.
"Oh, right! We are one short.
So you're suggesting that Zhu Zhuqing joins us?"
Ning Rongrong nodded.
"Dai Mubai is constantly hanging out with Ma Hongjun, either drinking or loitering around brothels.
Earlier today, when you were off challenging Shrek, the two of them went out to mess around again.
Zhuqing has had enough—she came to me herself."
She laid it all out without holding anything back.
Chen Feng rubbed his chin in thought.
To be honest, Zhu Zhuqing qualified to be the seventh member of their team.
After all, in the original timeline, she had inherited a god's position—her potential was undeniable.
But Chen Feng was hesitant.
Would Zhu Zhuqing be able to cut ties with Shrek so easily?
Her case was different from Ning Rongrong's.
Rongrong left Shrek out of loyalty to her clan, and she didn't have strong emotional ties there—only a budding affection for Oscar, which Chen Feng had conveniently helped bring over.
But Dai Mubai was Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé.
They were both angry now and might do something drastic in the heat of the moment.
But once the storm passed, would she stay?
Chen Feng didn't want a team that rotated members frequently.
There was less than a year left before the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, and the team needed time to bond and grow together.
He voiced his concerns to Ning Rongrong.
But she shook her head with conviction.
"She won't go back.
I know Zhuqing—she's cold on the outside, but warm on the inside.
She's always been composed.
If she wasn't truly disappointed in Dai Mubai, she would never make a move like this."
Chen Feng hesitated but finally nodded.
"Alright. She can come and try out.
Whether she stays or not, we can decide after a few days."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face lit up with delight.
"Brother Chen Feng, you mean it?!"
"Mm."
"Great!"
She pumped her fist in victory and then turned toward the courtyard gate.
"Zhuqing, come on in!
Brother Chen Feng agreed!"
As soon as her voice fell, a graceful figure stepped inside—Zhu Zhuqing.
Her steps were silent and fluid, like a stalking cat.
Even without activating her martial soul, she walked with a grace that betrayed strict self-discipline.
As she drew closer, her features became more distinct.
She had fair skin, stunning beauty, and stood about 165 cm tall.
Her limbs were slender and well-proportioned, and her long black hair draped elegantly over her shoulders.
Her figure, full and curvaceous, stood in stark contrast to her youthful age.
Yet what surprised Chen Feng the most was her aura.
Unlike the cold, distant aloofness he had expected, her gaze revealed a smoldering intensity.
It wasn't intimidating or aggressive, but it stirred something in the heart—a passionate, fiery presence.
Chen Feng couldn't explain it.
He wasn't used to being around women—neither in this life nor in the previous one.
Back then, his world had revolved entirely around his sword, much like Sword Douluo now.
He felt his face flush a little and instinctively turned his head away, coughing twice to hide his discomfort.
Ning Rongrong leaned over playfully with a mischievous grin.
"Brother Chen Feng~ I almost forgot to mention…
Zhuqing admires powerful people.
We had a long chat on the way here, and she said…
She's quite fond of you~"