Ye Qiu materialized on the other side, watching Xiao Wu depart.
Millennium external Spirit Bone—Exuviae!
After Xiao Wu absorbed it, her spirit power level had already reached 23.
When used, a layer of tough, transparent cutin would appear on her torso, easily defending against a Spirit Elder's attack.
According to her, it also seemed to have a certain absorption and conversion ability, absorbing the spirit power from an opponent's attack and converting it to replenish her own consumption.
Most importantly, it could allow a person to be reborn through metamorphosis, like a Giant Anaconda. If heavily injured, it didn't matter; a metamorphosis would suffice, with a cooldown of three years! (Referencing Aunt Snake, this can only be a weakened version compared to her).
As expected of the external Spirit Bone that Spirit Masters dream of, it has many functions.
This also made Ye Qiu feel much more at ease about Xiao Wu staying, as she at least had some self-preservation ability.
Actually, to stay, Xiao Wu lied to Ye Qiu; the Exuviae had another ability: biomimicry! It could conceal the Spirit Beast aura on Xiao Wu's body.
She didn't tell him because she didn't want to leave him, but she also didn't want to drag him down. She was furious at Tang Hao and Little San's actions against him, and she enjoyed being able to do things for Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu, hidden in the shadows, watched Xiao Wu leave, growing more and more annoyed and uncomfortable the more he thought about it!
Those two, father and son, tacitly stared at Xiao Wu, just like that, and left.
'It's not to my liking!'
His eyes once again looked towards Notting College. With the setting sun behind him, he was going to collect a debt, even if it was just a small interest.
Every day at this time, Little San would go to Yu Xiaogang's room to study theoretical knowledge.
At this moment, Little San was sitting at his desk, reading Yu Xiaogang's so-called 'Ten Core Competencies of Spirit' theory.
In reality, these theories were just notes he took while reading other people's books.
What kind of research could be expected from a mere Spirit Grandmaster who had been driven out of his family? He could only go to the countryside to tally whether waste Spirits like Blue Silver Grass had spirit power.
Would other higher-level Spirit Masters pay him any mind? He was being given too much face!
Ye Qiu had already infiltrated the faculty and staff dormitory.
In the hallway, Yu Xiaogang carried a tray with his and his beloved disciple's dinner. To give Little San more time to study, he had done such things quite often.
Given the three kowtows Little San had given him, Yu Xiaogang didn't feel much impatience.
Using the power of his Mangekyo, Ye Qiu poked his head out from the ceiling. The powdered laxative, already prepared for livestock, was directly released from his Divine Might Space, falling like fine dust onto Yu Xiaogang below.
It evenly coated the rice and dishes!
"Achoo..!" The airborne powder stimulated Yu Xiaogang to sneeze.
Ye Qiu glanced at the food he held in front of him, feeling a wave of disgust. He wondered how much saliva Little San had already eaten.
The medicine was administered; now, all that was left was to let the bullet fly for a while.
A vortex appeared, and Ye Qiu vanished from Nuoding City. He had no expectations for the upcoming performance of this master and disciple pair.
He wanted to return to Bi You Village first, then go to Saint Spirit Village to pull up some grass and collect Tang Hao's interest.
Using the mark he had already made in a certain space outside the city, traveling was very convenient with Divine Might; he appeared there in a few breaths.
Stepping on the breeze, with the evening glow behind him, he slowly walked towards Bi You Village.
...
"Little San, put down your book and eat!"
As soon as Yu Xiaogang entered the room, before even putting down the things in his hands, he called out to Little San.
"Understood, Teacher! Coming now." Little San put away his book. Ye Qiu's departure had greatly relaxed his mood. He wondered, in the vast Notting College, who else could be his competitor?
The master and disciple sat at the dining table like father and son.
As Little San picked up his bowl, he sniffed, as if smelling something. "Teacher, does this rice have a strange smell?"
Yu Xiaogang also sniffed. "No? Are you reading for too long and experiencing phantom smells?"
"Is that so?" Little San pondered for a moment but couldn't figure out why.
He didn't dwell on it much longer and began to eat with the dishes.
"Hiss~" x 2
Little San, who had been eating and still thinking about how to please Xiao Wu that evening, suddenly gasped.
Yu Xiaogang did the same.
The master and disciple exchanged glances, immediately dropped their bowls and chopsticks, and ran outside.
Because of Yu Xiaogang's early experiences, he had some trauma related to outhouses, so his room did not have a toilet.
In the outhouse on the first floor, the two were separated by only a plank, Little San on the left, Yu Xiaogang on the right, with continuous rustling sounds.
Staying in this environment for a long time, Yu Xiaogang felt some fear, so the paper in his hand wasn't held steadily and accidentally fell to the ground. He immediately picked it up and blew on it.
"Hoo~ hoo~"
The blowing sound reached the right cubicle, where a teacher, who was squatting and already in a bad mood due to constipation, directly shouted: "What are you blowing for? Is the stuff in your pit still too hot to handle?!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang froze in place, the paper in his hand falling directly into the pit. His face flushed. "You, you, how can you falsely accuse someone! I, I..." He was so choked with anger that he couldn't articulate anything.
"Teacher, no need to pay attention! Mm, uh..." Little San's voice came from the side at the opportune moment.
Yu Xiaogang finally regained some rationality. When he saw where the paper in his hand had gone, the events of more than ten years ago began to replay in his mind, and he couldn't shake them off. He ultimately collapsed directly in the cubicle.
"Teacher, Teacher?"
...
Ye Qiu, who was on his way, would never have imagined that he had only given someone a laxative and knocked one person out, and that Little San would have to wipe Yu Xiaogang's backside.
As night deepened, Ye Qiu rode a ten-year Spirit Beast, an Iron Hoof Horse, that he had requisitioned from the forest.
With a Blue Silver Grass dangling from his mouth, he galloped home under the moonlight.
...
In Dormitory Seven, Little San finally cleaned up the mess on Yu Xiaogang's side and returned to the dormitory, exhausted.
Even though he was tired, as soon as he entered, his gaze shifted towards Xiao Wu.
"Hmm?" Little San suddenly noticed that Ye Qiu's bed next to Xiao Wu was gone.
To avoid getting into trouble again, he didn't directly ask Xiao Wu but instead approached Wang Sheng. "Wang Sheng, what's going on? Didn't Xiao Wu say not to touch Ye Qiu's things? If you make Xiao Wu angry, just wait until I deal with you!"
"Third Brother!" Wang Sheng cried, his face drawn. Xiao Wu Jie was the boss of Dormitory Seven; how could he dare to provoke her? "Xiao Wu Jie did it herself."
"What?" Little San's Spirits lifted. Could it be that Xiao Wu had come to her senses? Was she going to forget about that good-for-nothing Ye Qiu?
Xiao Wu, who was sitting cross-legged on her bed, playing with a ring, had already noticed Little San's return!
From a distance, Xiao Wu shouted at him: "I threw Ye Qiu's things away. What? Do you have an opinion?"
"No, no, how could I! Whatever Xiao Wu does is right!" Little San ignored Wang Sheng's slightly contemptuous gaze, frantically waving his hands, completely different from before.
"Really?"
"Really! It must be true!" He quickly nodded. Xiao Wu was finally willing to talk to him.
"Hmph! I'm in a bad mood. Go get me a basin of foot-washing water!"
"Huh?"
"What? You're not going? Then Wang Sheng, you go!" Xiao Wu waved her hand indifferently, signaling Wang Sheng to hurry up.
"Wang Sheng! You stand right there, let go of that foot basin and let me do it!" Little San snatched the water basin from Wang Sheng's hand and scurried off to fetch water.
Watching Little San's retreating figure, Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, while Xiao Wu secretly sneered.
'A toad wanting to eat swan meat, ugly and dreaming big! The revenge has only just begun!'
Rubbing the ring on her finger, she couldn't bear to throw away Ye Qiu's things; even his bed had been put away by Xiao Wu.