"Alright, although I don't know what happened after we fainted, it's good that we're alive. Let's go back to the academy first. We'll come back for Tang San's Spirit Ring after we've recovered."
Speaking of Tang San, everyone came back to their senses, looking at him with complicated expressions. The scene of him abandoning everyone and running away alone was still vivid in their minds.
Although they understood that it was human nature, they still felt a sense of discomfort when it happened to them.
Tang San also came back to his senses at this moment.
"Was all of that a dream?"
He looked at his hands in disbelief, unable to calm down for a long time. All the efforts in the dream had turned into bubbles, making it difficult for him to accept.
Zhao Wuji, who didn't know what had happened, wasn't sure why everyone's expressions were strange. He looked at Tang San and said, "Tang San, we'll get your Spirit Ring next time. Is that okay?"
Zhao Wuji's words instantly awakened Tang San, making him unable to care about the things in the dream for the time being.
"I'm fine, Teacher Zhao."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that his Soul Power seemed a little strange, and it felt like some strange things had appeared in his body, and he felt full of power at this moment.
He summoned his Blue Silver Grass in doubt, and saw four Spirit Rings, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, appearing on the Spirit in sequence.
Zhao Wuji looked at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand with an incredulous expression, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
"What the hell is this? Didn't you say you just reached level 30? How do you have four Spirit Rings?"
Dai Mubai and the others also looked over with surprised expressions.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, who roughly understood what was going on, almost failed to manage their expressions. They pinched their thighs with both hands, thinking about the saddest things in their lives, and barely managed to stop themselves from laughing.
The recovered Fatty collapsed on the ground laughing, rolling around while clutching his stomach, pointing at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand.
"Hahahaha, I was wondering why you ran so fast just now! So you were rushing to get a Spirit Ring."
Fatty's words made Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong completely unable to hold back, and they burst out laughing, then quickly covered their mouths, and quickly chanted in their hearts.
"We have received professional training, we can't laugh."
"But what if I can't help it? Big Brother Ning Bei is too bad."
Dai Mubai and the others also looked at Tang San with playful expressions, serves you right for running so fast!
Tang San's eyes, looking at the four Spirit Rings on the Blue Silver Grass, gradually turned purple, and the Purple Demon Eyes were released uncontrollably, his whole body trembling.
"What... exactly... is... going... on?"
The gnashing of teeth was particularly cold, causing the Shrek group to subconsciously take a step back.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Fatty quickly got up and stopped laughing, looking at him with a sincere expression.
"Tang San, don't worry, at worst you're still a Soul Elder, aren't you? We... uh?"
Before he could finish speaking, he was glared back by Tang San's cold eyes.
Ma Hongjun chuckled awkwardly and turned his head away, not daring to look at him again.
The Fatty's words also reminded him that two hundred-year Spirit Rings were simply not enough to raise his cultivation, which had just reached the Soul Grandmaster level, to the Soul Elder level.
He hurriedly controlled his mental power to sense his Clear Sky Hammer Spirit.
This perception was a big deal; Tang San almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the ground. He had already sensed that four Spirit Rings had also been born on his Clear Sky Hammer Spirit.
Even if it was the best configuration, it was unacceptable to him. Nine black Spirit Rings were the minimum expectation in his heart, not to mention that all four were hundred-year Spirit Rings.
"Who exactly? Who exactly did this?"
Looking at Tang San's distraught face, Zhao Wuji didn't know what to say. He couldn't even imagine what it would be like if two useless Spirit Rings appeared on his Spirit.
Dai Mubai completely forgot to blame Tang San for his previous actions and looked at him with sympathy.
"Hey, let's go first, it's too dangerous here."
In the end, Zhao Wuji took the lead and beckoned everyone to walk out of the forest.
Tang San followed behind the group with a lost look on his face, walking slowly, as if he had lost all hope. He had planned to see his father in the future and let him see the power of his Twin Spirits!
Now, suddenly changing from the Tang Sect Master, who was admired by thousands, to a complete joke, made it impossible for him to accept for a while.
A day later, the group finally returned to Soto City.
Ning Bei, who had been closely following the group, nodded slightly when he saw them entering Soto City.
He then summoned Da Ming from the Pill Tower.
Da Ming looked at Ning Bei with a puzzled expression.
"Is there anything wrong?"
"I have something to leave for a while. Next, please help take care of Rongrong and Xiao Wu. You don't have to show yourself unless there is danger."
Da Ming nodded knowingly and patted his chest.
"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll take care of Little Wu and Rongrong."
"Okay, thank you."
After explaining some things to Da Ming that he should pay attention to, Ning Bei quietly left Soto City and hurried towards Notting City.
There was still a 100,000-year Spirit Bone there!
The Shrek group returned to the academy with different thoughts, and what greeted them was Flander's shovel-like face.
"What's going on, Old Zhao? What happened?"
Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was slightly weak because he had released his Spirit Avatar, Flander asked with a puzzled expression.
Zhao Wuji waved his hand depressedly.
"Don't mention it, we ran into a hundred thousand year Earth Tyrant Dragon."
"What? Earth Tyrant Dragon? And a hundred thousand years old? How did you guys survive?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Wuji was also a little confused. Logically speaking, after the opponent knocked him unconscious, they should have feasted on him, so why did they run away?
"I don't know, I was directly knocked unconscious, and I don't know what happened after that."
Flander stroked his chin and pondered for a while, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. He patted Zhao Wuji's shoulder with a look of relief.
"Anyway, it's good that you're back."
After speaking, he looked at Tang San in the team.
"Xiao San, come with me, your teacher is here."
Hearing this, Tang San, who had been dispirited, finally showed a gleam of light in his eyes, and followed Flander towards the thatched cottage step by step.
"Teacher!"
That poker face came into Tang San's view, causing tears to well up in his eyes, and he quickly came to his teacher's side.
"Well, your Soul Power cultivation hasn't been slack lately, has it? Break through to level 30 as soon as possible, so you can maximize your advantages."
The Grandmaster's words made Tang San's expression freeze, and a bellyful of bitterness stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out.
"T-Teacher, I'm already level 45."
"Well, not bad, you're already thr—"
Halfway through his words, a hint of astonishment appeared on his poker face, suspecting that he had misheard.
"What did you say? What level?"
Tang San's fists clenched slightly, his face full of grief and indignation.
"Level 45."
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