"Then if everyone asks, I'll say there was only this one stalk?" Zhu Zhuqing blinked and smiled.
Lu Feng stroked his chin, a cunning light shining in his eyes. "No need to be secretive. Just don't expose me, and I'll handle the rest."
"Oh?" Zhu Zhuqing heard this, her eyes flickering, but she didn't reply further.
Her intuition told her that Lu Feng was scheming against someone at Shrek Academy.
Shrek Academy, Dean's Office.
"Smack!"
Flender slapped the table and jumped up from his chair, his eyes full of astonishment.
"What? Level 45!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded. A layer of faint soul power surged, and her Hell Civet Martial Soul possessed her.
Two yellow and two purple soul rings slowly floated up.
"Wow!"
The onlookers immediately let out gasps of surprise.
After returning to the academy, Zhu Zhuqing went straight to the Dean's office and asked Flender to gather all their companions.
On one hand, she couldn't be bothered to explain to everyone individually.
On the other hand, this was also what Lu Feng had asked her to do.
"You really reached the Soul Ancestor realm!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up, his face full of excitement.
He rushed straight to Zhu Zhuqing, grabbed her shoulders, and said excitedly, "Zhu Zhuqing, tell me quickly, how did you do it?"
"A soul bone! You must have absorbed a soul bone, right?"
Suddenly, he let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hands and paced back and forth in the room, muttering, "No, a soul bone doesn't explain it. Even a ten-thousand-year soul bone couldn't raise you seven levels at once."
Zhu Zhuqing frowned, patted the clothes Yu Xiaogang had wrinkled, and slowly said, "I consumed a very special herb."
"A herb?"
Everyone looked at each other, almost everyone's gaze turning doubtful.
Tang San scratched his head, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Zhuqing, could you describe what the herb you ate looked like?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded and then described the appearance of the Yearning Heartbroken Red.
As her words fell, Tang San's eyes instantly became fervent. "Zhuqing, are you sure that Immortal Herb was growing on a piece of pitch-black rock?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded. "That's right. When my subordinate gave it to me, it was indeed attached to the rock."
"When you picked the Immortal Herb, you accidentally bit your lip?"
"Yes."
"When you were picking the herb, were you thinking of your beloved?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"Bang!" Tang San slapped the table hard. His breathing was somewhat unstable. When he lifted his hand, a palm print was clearly visible on the table surface.
"Holy crap, Tang San, are you okay?" Flender asked with concern, looking at Tang San, who had bloodshot eyes and was panting like a bull.
"The money for repairing the table will be deducted from Xiaogang's salary," Flender added.
Watching the strange master and disciple pair, a trace of doubt flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Could Lu Feng's plan be just to make these two jealous?
At this moment, Tang San took a deep breath and slowly spoke, word by word.
"Yearning... Heartbroken... Red!"
"Ah? What is the Yearning Heartbroken Red?" Zhu Zhuqing blinked, pretending to ask curiously.
Tang San looked up at her, touched his nose, and smiled bitterly. "The Yearning Heartbroken Red is the finest of the Immortal Herbs. It's no wonder you could increase your soul power by so much at once. The fact that you coincidentally made it recognize you as its master... this is destiny!"
Ma Hongjun asked in a low voice, "Tang San, what is an Immortal Herb?"
Tang San shook his head and smiled bitterly. "This item should only exist in the heavens; how many times can it be found in the mortal world?"
Dai Mubai crossed his arms and asked doubtfully, "Little San, is this thing as mysterious as you say?"
Tang San sighed. "There is a story about this Immortal Herb. A long time ago, there was a young man with a tranquil nature who loved tending flowers and planting trees..."
Tang San recounted the story vividly. Everyone listened quietly; both students and teachers were somewhat entranced. The story of the young man and the flower fairy was so yearning. Even Yu Xiaogang was swayed, unable to control himself.
Except for Dai Mubai.
At this moment, he was gritting his teeth tightly, feeling like ants were crawling all over his body. His fists were clenched, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
"Good, good, good! What a 'hearts connected as one'!"
"This stinking bitch!"
"Huff... huff... huff." Dai Mubai gasped for air, seemingly trying to relieve his emotions this way.
"Eh, Boss Dai, do you need to take a dump?"
Ma Hongjun asked with concern, seeing Dai Mubai's flushed face and seemingly uncomfortable expression.
As he spoke, he pulled a wad of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai took the tissues and then hugged Ma Hongjun heavily. "Fatty, you really are my good brother."
"Cough, cough, cough, Boss Dai, easy, I can't breathe."
Dai Mubai's departure was just a small interlude. After all, nature calls, and Soul Masters are no exception.
"Zhuqing, where did your subordinate find this Immortal Herb?" Tang San asked excitedly.
Immortal Herbs!
This was the second time he had heard news of Immortal Herbs!
The first time was in Suotuo City, when he heard from Lu Feng about the Nine-Grade Purple Zoysia. Strictly speaking, the Nine-Grade Purple Zoysia couldn't even be considered a true Immortal Herb.
But this time, he had actually encountered the legendary King of Immortal Herbs!
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Tang San, her eyes narrowing slightly. This companion she spent day and night with felt very strange right now, like a completely different person.
Since Xiao Wu disappeared, Tang San hadn't talked much, burying himself in cultivation and studying hidden weapons all day. In Zhu Zhuqing's heart, he was much better than Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
However, at this moment, Tang San gave her the feeling of a cold, venomous snake.
Zhu Zhuqing had a premonition that if she didn't tell him the news about the Immortal Herb, he would never let it go.
Tang San is so familiar with these herbs. Could it be that Lu Feng is scheming against him?
It must be!
Zhu Zhuqing collected her thoughts and said indifferently, "Deep in the Extreme North, there is a volcano. In the valley, a cold spring and magma surround a pool. My subordinate found these herbs by that spring."
"So that's how it is." Tang San nodded silently.
Tang San appeared calm on the surface, but his slightly trembling shoulders showed that tumultuous waves were already surging in his heart.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! It's definitely the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! I never expected that such a treasure land would exist in another world!
Tang San took a deep breath and slowly unclenched his fists.
He had already decided. Once the tournament was over, he would make a trip to the Extreme North.
Soon, everyone dispersed. Zhu Zhuqing's breakthrough was undoubtedly good news. With this, Shrek Academy now had two Soul Ancestor experts.
Zhu Zhuqing had just walked out of the office when she saw Dai Mubai standing at the door.
"Zhuqing, I think we can talk."