Ye Qiu held Zhu Zhuqing's hand.
They watched children playing on the grass and fireflies flitting through the bushes.
They walked and stopped along the way,
finally arriving at the long-lost stone house.
In the afternoon, Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing had already returned and cleaned it.
They opened the door and hung up the glass lamp they had bought.
"Ye Qiu, you go wash up first, I'll make the bed."
Zhu Zhuqing's face was flushed,
her eyes filled with expectation and joy.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble."
Ye Qiu pulled her into his arms and gently kissed her forehead.
He had originally planned to wash together,
but this procedure was the same after finishing their business.
"Okay, you go ahead."
Noticing his restless, hot hands
, Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face flushed red. She glared at him and pushed him away.
Looking at his back,
her body felt hot, and her heart beat faster.
She smiled slightly, pursing her red lips.
She took out the bedding and pillow she had bought that afternoon from her soul tool.
She walked towards the bed and began preparing.
After laying it out,
she took out a long white cloth and laid it across the middle of the bed.
Gently stroking it, her beautiful face flushed.
From the bathroom, separated by a curtain, came Ye Qiu's voice.
"Zhu Qing, are you done?"
Zhu Zhu Qing was stunned for a moment, then spat lightly.
She naturally knew what Ye Qiu was planning.
She bit her red lips
and didn't answer.
She just stood up.
"Zhu Qing?" Ye Qiu called again.
He still felt a bit lonely while washing,
so he changed his mind.
This procedure wasn't something that couldn't be repeated.
Zhu Zhu Qing didn't reply, but stood up, blushing as she unbuttoned her leather jacket.
A fair and translucent porcelain-like body, with a touch of ethereal beauty, slowly walked towards the curtain.
"Zhu Qing, why don't you come over?!"
Ye Qiu hadn't finished speaking
when he heard some footsteps.
Turning around, he felt a sense of heartfelt connection.
Zhu Zhu Qing embraced him.
She never refused Ye Qiu,
especially since they had already started taking turns rubbing his back.
Ye Qiu placed his hand on her slender waist, smooth as porcelain, gentle as water,
her face as rosy as a peach blossom.
...
Just as Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing were playing in the water like mandarin ducks.
At the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Qin Ming had already led the Shrek Academy group on their way.
The Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Teaching Committee was located in the center of the main campus, the largest building in the entire main campus. Although it was also a single-story building, its highest point was ten meters high, giving it a somewhat Spirit Hall feel.
Among the group, Yu Tianheng also came along.
He still wanted Yu Xiaogang to teach him, to teach him to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger could he get everything he wanted.
Defeating Ye Qiu and seizing the position of clan leader!
Upon arriving at the Education Committee, the honor of being greeted at the entrance by three committee members, as in the original story, was absent.
Shrek Academy, with Tang San and his group, was simply not qualified.
However, Flander and the others dared not voice any objections, as they would be dependent on others in the future.
Entering the Education Committee building, they found it far from the luxurious scene they had imagined. On the contrary, the interior of the office and residence of these three Soul Douluos was very simple.
Only essential furnishings and a few simple green plants adorned the space.
Following Qin Ming, they arrived at the reception hall.
Low tables with single seats and fruit platters were already set around the hall.
Three elderly men in black robes sat at the head of the table.
The robes were embroidered with strange patterns in gold thread, distributed by the Spirit Hall and exclusive to Soul Douluos. These
red robes were second only to those of Title Douluos,
generally used for extremely important and solemn occasions, or when facing opponents of equal strength.
To be able to wear these robes was already a sign of great importance.
Although the three elderly men were simply sitting there, they exuded a very special aura, as if they were the core of the main campus of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, and even the entire academy.
Even with gentle smiles on their faces, the special aura of power they possessed could not be concealed.
Even the proud Flander had to lower his head to show respect in the face of such powerful figures.
Without Qin Ming needing to speak, Flander, who had roamed the continent in his younger days, knew how to greet them.
He immediately quickened his pace and stepped forward.
When he stopped, his hands were already crossed on his shoulders.
He bowed slightly, offering a junior's greeting.
"Shrek Academy, Flander. Martial Soul: Cathawk, Level 78, Seven-Ring Battle Soul Saint of Agility-Attack."
"Greetings, three seniors."
The elder in the middle of the three elders laughed heartily, raised his hand in a gesture of respect, and said, "Dean Flander, you're too kind. We've long admired the name of the Four-Eyed Cathawk!"
"It's an honor for our academy to have the teachers of Monster Academy here."
After a few polite words, the elder began to introduce himself.
"I am the Chief of the Academic Affairs Committee, Meng Shenji, Martial Soul: Black Demon, Level 86, Eight-Ring Battle Soul Douluo of Control. Let me introduce you."
As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the elder on his left and said, "This is the Second Chairman of the Academy's Academic Committee, Bai Baoshan, Soul Douluo. Martial Soul: Heavenly Star Furnace, Level 85, Eight-Ring Battle Soul Douluo of Defense."
Bai Baoshan's physique was the opposite of Meng Shenji's. Meng Shenji was very thin, while Bai Baoshan was not tall but extremely fat, with a standard height of four feet and a waist circumference of four feet. (ps: For some reason, this reminds me of a certain notorious bandit.)
Bai Baosan always wore a gentle smile, his fat cheeks jiggling with each laugh.
Hearing Meng Shenji introduce himself, he smiled and nodded to Flander.
Meng Shenji then pointed to the last old man, saying, "This is Zhilin, a Soul Douluo with the third seat of the Teaching Committee, whose martial soul is the Azure Vine, a level 83, eight-ringed control-type Soul Douluo."
Among these three high-ranking members of the Teaching Committee, Zhilin appeared the most normal, with an ordinary appearance; only the occasional bright glint in his eyes gave him a slightly special air.
Even with prior preparation, Flander was still shocked; two of the three Soul Douluos were known as the strongest control-type in one-on-one combat.
Flander quickly introduced the teachers of Shrek Academy.
As for Tang San and the others, since they were all students, he didn't need to say much.
Meng Shenji smiled and said,
"Please don't be shy, everyone. Make yourselves at home. Come on, please take your seats."
Everyone took their seats according to their status as guests and hosts. Since there weren't many Shrek Academy members, Ma Hongjun and the others all got a seat.
Tang San and the others looked somewhat excited, after all, sitting before them were three Soul Douluo-level powerhouses.
In the entire Soul Master world, Soul Masters who could cultivate to this level were extremely rare, and each of them possessed immense power. Even if they couldn't destroy the heavens and the earth, they could certainly move freely among armies.
Ma Hongjun, however, had already set his sights on the fruit on the table; they hadn't eaten much that evening.
"Hongjun!" Flander glared at his beloved disciple; he couldn't afford to act recklessly in this situation.
"Haha, it's alright."
"Please have some refreshments."
Noticing this, Meng Shenji had a servant bring tea and snacks, and smiled,
"I heard from Qin Ming that these children defeated our academy's Royal Fighting Team. I'm truly astonished."
"Qin Ming's achievements have already greatly surprised me, but I never expected your academy to cultivate so many outstanding geniuses."
Flander gave a wry smile, saying, "Shrek Academy no longer exists, and the other students have already dropped out."
"We are now like a defeated army."