At this moment, everyone focused their gaze on Ma Hongjun's thigh, only to see that the base was already charred black.
In an instant, a surging imposing manner burst from Flender's body.
"Hongjun, who did this? Your teacher will support you!"
Ma Hongjun was his only disciple. Now suffering such a heavy injury, how could Flender not be angry?
"It was two young people, a man and a woman, and they looked like they were from out of town," Ma Hongjun said with a sobbing tone.
"What did they look like?" Flender pressed.
Ma Hongjun thought for a moment and said, "The woman was very beautiful, big breasts, thin waist, and perky butt. The man was a pretty boy."
Hearing this, Flender's face sank instantly.
He roughly guessed the course of events; most likely Ma Hongjun's evil fire flared up again, and he was taught a lesson by someone.
At the academy, quite a few female students had come to him to complain. Flender mostly placated those students and then symbolically punished his disciple.
But today, Ma Hongjun had kicked an iron plate.
"Hongjun, I will investigate this matter. You just rest and recuperate for now," Flender said in a deep voice.
Although his disciple might be in the wrong first, as a teacher, he must demand an explanation from the other party.
At this time, Tang San spoke up, "Dean, Hongjun's injury has affected his meridians. If not handled properly, I'm afraid it will affect his future cultivation."
Flender's face sank, frowning as he said, "Little San, do you have any solution?"
"I suggest cutting it off now, otherwise it will get worse the longer we drag it out."
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun panicked instantly. "Third Brother, can't cut it! I don't want to be a eunuch!"
Tang San's eyes sharpened, and a small knife appeared in his hand.
The blade was about a foot long and two fingers wide, shimmering with cold light, obviously a sharp weapon.
"Hongjun, it won't hurt."
White light flashed, hand raised and blade fell. With a 'pu' sound, a charred black lump fell to the ground.
Throughout the process, Ma Hongjun didn't make a sound, only tears of humiliation and resentment flowed from his eyes.
"I want revenge, I want revenge! I want that dog couple to wish they were dead!"
Sunset Forest.
Outside Dugu Bo's poison formation, Lu Feng looked at the pale green poisonous gas and nodded secretly.
"The old man's poison technique has improved again."
In this poisonous gas, Lu Feng sensed a mixture of at least five toxins, precisely the Jade Phosphor Five Poisons he had once concocted.
"Pity, if this mist were fully integrated, it should look exactly like ordinary white mist. The old man still needs to settle down and refine it."
As he spoke, Lu Feng strode into the poison formation.
A faint layer of golden light popped out from his body. The poison mist, encountering the soul power shield, was like a mouse meeting a cat, unable to avoid it fast enough.
At the top of the mountain, Lu Feng looked down through layers of mist.
Around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, fragments shone like brilliant starlight, fascinating people.
Suddenly, a green figure entered Lu Feng's view.
In an instant, all starlight lost its color.
"Yanyan is indeed here!"
The corner of Lu Feng's mouth turned up slightly, soul power surged, a pair of dragon wings unfolded, and he slowly flew towards the bottom of the valley.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Dugu Yan came to the medicine garden, selecting carefully.
Most of these ordinary herbs were transplanted by her grandfather; any one placed outside would be spirit medicine level.
"This Purple Star Dew is growing well."
"This Colorful Cloud Grass actually withered; could it be because of the fire poison here?"
Counting as she went, Dugu Yan bent down to pull up that Colorful Cloud Grass and threw it casually into the spring water. A string of bubbles rose, and the herb was completely swallowed.
"Eh, this Eight Treasure Lingzhi actually grew so big? Oslo's kidney deficiency can finally be saved."
After Dugu Bo broke through level ninety-five, he spent most of his time in secluded cultivation, so this medicine garden was naturally handed over to Dugu Yan.
Suddenly, Dugu Yan's body trembled.
She felt a pair of large hands suddenly cover her eyes, and her vision went pitch black.
"Who is it?" Dugu Yan asked doubtfully.
From the touch on her face, Dugu Yan could judge that this person was not her grandfather.
"Guess."
A voice that sounded neither male nor female rang out.
Dugu Yan's brows furrowed instantly. To approach her silently, one must be at least a Soul Saint, or even a powerhouse above Soul Douluo.
Soul Masters of this level were either Academy Board members or Royal Consecrated Priests.
Who would joke with a little girl?
However, the next moment, Dugu Yan seemed to think of something, and her breathing instantly became rapid.
She turned around abruptly, looked at Lu Feng's handsome face, and shouted excitedly, "Lu Feng, it really is you!"
The corner of Lu Feng's mouth turned up slightly. "Yanyan, I'm bac..."
Before he could finish, Dugu Yan threw herself into his arms. "Bastard, leaving for four years, I thought you died outside."
Her voice clearly carried a sobbing tone, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Lu Feng patted Dugu Yan's back and comforted, "Alright, aren't I back now?"
"Hmph!" Dugu Yan turned her head, staring at him tightly.
Lu Feng looked at the exquisite face close at hand; every part seemed so perfect. Immediately, he kissed heavily on those delicate red lips.
Dugu Yan also responded passionately, her movements a bit clumsy.
But soon, under the guidance of Lu Feng, this old driver, she also felt what glib-tongued meant.
After a long time, their lips parted.
Dugu Yan raised her head gently, her eyes seeming filled with water mist, as if about to condense into silk.
"Lu Feng, I missed you so much."
"Yanyan, I missed you too."
The two embraced quietly like this; Lu Feng didn't even have the mind to pick up fragments.
Top of the valley. Lu Feng and Dugu Yan leaned together, watching the sunset in the distance.
"In other words, Dai Mubai was actually you in disguise?" Dugu Yan raised her head, stars filling her eyes.
When the news of Dai Mubai inheriting the throne came, everyone in Heaven Dou City was shocked. Even her grandfather praised: This son is terrifying.
Lu Feng nodded. "Star Luo's inheritance system is too troublesome, so I simply cut the gordian knot."
"Mhm, you're amazing!"
Dugu Yan's face was full of joy, and even a trace of pride.
She was a strong-minded person herself, so naturally, she hoped her other half would also be an indomitable hero.
Lu Feng rubbed her head dotingly. "Yanyan, you also worked very hard. I didn't expect your soul power to be almost level seventy; it really surprised me."
During the Soul Master competition, Dugu Yan's soul power was level fifty-four. Now, more than four years later, she was only a step away from Soul Saint, truly rare.
Although two immortal herbs had completely changed her talent, increasing soul power by four levels a year at the Soul Emperor stage was enough to show her effort.
In the original work, the Shrek Seven Monsters' soul power soared in the later stages almost entirely relying on divine trials.
If they cultivated step by step, they wouldn't have been able to stop Spirit Hall from unifying the continent until death.
Hearing Lu Feng's praise, Dugu Yan didn't speak but just stared at him silently, waves flowing in her emerald eyes.
"What's wrong?" Lu Feng asked doubtfully.
"Since I worked so hard, shouldn't you reward me?"
"Reward?" Lu Feng was stunned at first.
Immediately noticing Dugu Yan's unusual demeanor and actions, a subtle arc curled up at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth. "What reward do you want?"
As he spoke, Lu Feng picked Dugu Yan up horizontally and walked towards the room where she usually cultivated.
Dugu Yan didn't resist, letting him carry her into the bedroom.
Dugu Yan's bedroom was also converted from a cave, but unlike Dugu Bo's simple room, this place was decorated extremely beautifully.
Rosewood tables and chairs, glazed tile lamps.
The soft bed was huge and spacious, very comfortable to sit on.
The stone door at the entrance was carved from a special crystal. Based on light refraction, one could see the scenery outside from inside, but outside couldn't see in.
It was now late at night. Looking out through the crystal door, it was full of brilliant stars.
However, Dugu Yan obviously had no mind to look at the scenery right now.
Pressing Lu Feng's shoulders, pushing him to sit by the bed, Dugu Yan sat directly on his lap. "Lu Feng."
"What is it?" Lu Feng gently held her slender waist, smiling back.
Dugu Yan leaned in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You won't leave me again in the future, right?"
"Of course." Lu Feng gazed into her emerald eyes. "I will never leave you."
"Forever..." Dugu Yan murmured in a low voice. "How far is forever?"
"Until death."
"Death..." Dugu Yan slowly repeated this slightly heavy word.
"In the future, you can't abandon me at will anymore."
Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, noticing the fleeting pain in the other's eyes.
Some things, although Dugu Yan didn't say explicitly, were just suppressed in her heart.
Four years; how many four years are there in a person's life?
In this instant, the emotion Dugu Yan erupted with seemed deeper than death.
"..." Lu Feng opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak.
He just stared quietly at Dugu Yan like this. After a long time, he said firmly, "Okay."
Dugu Yan suddenly smiled.
The next moment, she stood up straight.
Under Lu Feng's slightly dull gaze, the green dress on her body was easily undone by her, then slipped to the ground.
Snow-white arms were revealed in Lu Feng's eyes, skin smooth and warm as soft jade, delicate as silk, seeming even whiter and more dazzling than snowflakes.
Supple waist, small round navel, wonderful arcs sliding down both sides.
At this time, she was still wearing a tube top, but it could no longer conceal her spring scenery.
Lu Feng took in all the beautiful scenery, seemingly forgetting to say sweet words, his Adam's apple rolling slightly up and down, swallowing silently.
Dugu Yan's face flushed slightly, but she wasn't coy. Immediately, she raised her right hand and placed it on the tie of the tube top.
Suddenly, Lu Feng held her soft hand and chuckled lightly, "Wait, let me do it."
Outside the window, the night wind was biting; inside the room, spring was in the air.