One day later.
Lin Feng walked out of the Pope's Hall, feeling refreshed. He shook his head, sighing silently in his heart.
In this hall where power and desire intertwined, to maintain one's original heart was truly not easy. Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng, how could you be so degenerate, playing this kind of role-playing game with them every day? It's truly too indulgent.
Although, to act in such a way on the throne of the Pope's Hall was indeed very provocative.
Even he, at this time, had been a little unable to withstand Bibi Dong's passion and heat just now, her dense and warm requests. He had to admit that at a certain moment, he had almost been lost. But fortunately, at the last moment, he had held the gate, and had not been swallowed by the spider of desire.
In the end, Bibi Dong had still been defeated, left only with the part of sighing at the deep instrument.
Inside the Spirit Hall academy, Ning Rongrong first glanced at her own chest, then her gaze turned to the fullness in front of Zhu Zhuqing. A trace of envy flashed in her eyes. Her chest is so big...
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Clearly, everyone is the same age. How did Zhu Zhuqing develop like this?
She pouted her lips, and the figures she had once seen couldn't help but appear in her mind—Ling Yuan, Qian Renxue, Ah Yin... each and every one of them possessed a stunning figure and a unique temperament.
In comparison, her own figure seemed a little thin. This disparity made an inexplicable sense of loss well up in Ning Rongrong's heart.
A trace of cunning flashed in her eyes. With a cry of surprise, she hugged Zhu Zhuqing from behind, her two hands already having climbed up.
"Aiyo, Rongrong, what are you doing! Stop fooling around," Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks turned slightly red. She glared at Ning Rongrong, wanting to break free from her embrace and push away her restless hands.
Ning Rongrong, as if she hadn't heard, held Zhu Zhuqing tightly, her face full of envy. Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, had a helpless look on her face. She wanted to break free from Ning Rongrong's embrace but couldn't bear to use too much force. Ning Rongrong jiggled them a bit more, and only then did she let go of Zhu Zhuqing. She looked up at the sky, her eyes full of despair.
"Speak! Zhuqing, how on earth did you develop like this?!" Ning Rongrong's voice carried a trace of a tremble, clearly having suffered no small blow.
Zhu Zhuqing shot Ning Rongrong an annoyed glance. "How should I know? This kind of thing is not something I can control," she paused and continued, "Rongrong, don't be like this. Everyone has their own characteristics and advantages. You don't have to care too much about these things."
"I'm very envious of your fair and delicate skin and your bright and spirited eyes," Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong sincerely.
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, the disappointment in her eyes lessening a little. But she then immediately shook her head. "No, Zhuqing, you came late and don't understand too much. These things alone are not enough. Figure and temperament—these are all part of a woman's charm."
"To want to have a chance in the future, this capital is absolutely indispensable."
At this time, Dugu Yan walked over with Ye Lingling. "I seem to have heard certain people discussing something about capital?" She looked at Ning Rongrong with an amused face, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping past her chest. "What, does Rongrong feel her capital is not enough?"
Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly red. She glared at Dugu Yan. "You're the one with not enough capital!" she mumbled, her face full of unwillingness. That mother cat has a family inheritance. You, this snake... oh no, poison dragon, how come you're also like this?
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling both laughed at the same time. Dugu Yan even more so stepped forward and gently patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder. "Alright, don't be so downcast. You're also very cute."
"That's right, that's right," Ye Lingling also comforted. "Rongrong, you really don't have to care too much about these things."
Ning Rongrong sighed and looked up at her two good friends. "I know everything you've said, but I'm still so envious of Zhuqing and the others. A few years after the martial soul awakening, one's future appearance is already largely formed. The exceptionally talented don't understand our pain. Sigh."
Dugu Yan smiled and shook her head, no longer paying attention to the sighing Ning Rongrong. She took out a letter from her soul tool and handed it to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Hmm? A letter for Zhuqing?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. She curiously moved closer. "Who wrote it? It's not a love letter, is it? When Zhuqing just arrived here, she caused quite a stir among the boys in the academy, you know. Hmph hmph."
Zhu Zhuqing took the letter with confusion. With one glance, she recognized the unique family crest on the envelope. Her face changed slightly, and she quickly opened the letter.
"It's my... a letter from the Star Luo Zhu family," her tone carried a trace of complexity. She looked at Dugu Yan, waiting for the latter to give an explanation. Ever since Lin Feng and her sister had made an agreement, Zhu Zhuqing had been equivalent to having broken away from the family strife.
But in the situation where her sister, Zhu Zhuyun, had not told her the truth, Zhu Zhuqing just thought that the Zhu family and the Dai family had unilaterally reached some agreements with Spirit Hall in exchange for the qualification for the Soul Veins.
And she did not know about her sister's matter.
"The Zhu family?" Ning Rongrong frowned. After Zhu Zhuqing had been arranged by Lin Feng to study at the Spirit Hall academy, the first goal he had given her was for her soul power level to surpass Ning Rongrong's. And she had indeed done it very quickly. After condensing her Soul Veins, without even taking the whale gel, she had spent two months to catch up to Ning Rongrong's soul power level.
Because of this task, the first friend Zhu Zhuqing had made here was Ning Rongrong. The relationship between the two was also quite intimate. Just like Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, they were good best friends who were together every day.
Of course, for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess who was staying in Spirit City and was unwilling to go home, in fact, it was she who had proactively made friends with Zhu Zhuqing. After all, here, it was not easy for her to find a companion.
The few of them also had some understanding of Zhu Zhuqing's situation. After learning that she did not have to participate in the family struggle, they were all overjoyed. And now, this letter was from the Zhu family, a family that should have had no relationship with Zhu Zhuqing anymore.
"What are they writing for? Do they think the persecution and psychological pressure they brought to Zhuqing before was not enough? Yanzi, where did you get this letter? Where is the person who sent it? This old lady is going to call people to beat the dog!"
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at Ning Rongrong and said with annoyance, "You're also calling me Yanzi? No manners. This young lady is a few years older than you. you should call me Sister Yanyan! As for this letter, it was given to my grandfather by Brother Xiao Feng, and he had me transfer it to you."
"Brother Lin Feng?"
"Teacher?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dugu Yan with surprise, an inexplicable emotion welling up in her heart. Lin Feng, the Holy Son who had extended a helping hand when she was at her most helpless and had helped her break free from the family strife, why would he send this letter from the Zhu family to her?
Dugu Yan nodded and confirmed, "That's right, it's Brother Xiao Feng. When my grandfather went to the Pope's Hall this morning to report on his duties, he gave this letter to grandfather, and grandfather had me deliver it to your hands on his behalf."
Ning Rongrong widened her eyes and asked curiously, "Did the teacher say anything? Why did he send this letter to Zhuqing?"
Dugu Yan shook her head and said, "I also don't know the specific reason. But, you should hurry up and open it to see. Won't you know why after you've read it?"
"Mmm," Zhu Zhuqing opened the envelope. Inside were unexpectedly two letters. One of them was still sealed with a wax seal, clearly unopened, while the other was already opened.
She first picked up the already-opened letter. The handwriting on it was extremely familiar to her. It was from her sister, Zhu Zhuyun.
"To my dear Zhuqing. When you see this letter, Dai Mubai should already be dead. The Zhu family and the Dai family's plan to temporarily leave you at Spirit Hall and then in the future rely on public opinion and blood ties to welcome you back has also been declared bankrupt."
"You might be surprised why your sister, who was once a mortal enemy, would suddenly say these things to you," Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank slightly, an inexplicable sense of nervousness welling up in her heart. She took a deep breath, turned to the second page, and continued to read.
Ye Lingling, however, keenly sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly pulled the other two a little further away, no longer looking at the letter.
"You and I were originally the closest of sisters, blood is thicker than water. How could I really deal a fatal blow to you? Holy Son Lin Feng did not lie. Besides meekly accepting, we also have another choice. The past is like a light cloud and a gentle breeze."
"I suppose you have already settled down at the Spirit Hall academy and have started a new study and life. That is good. You have the right to make your own decisions and choose your future path."
"I hope this letter can bring you some of the warmth of home. Not the Star Luo Zhu family, but the home of us and our mother. You will always be my beloved younger sister. I have always loved you."
Zhu Zhuqing clenched the letter, tears welling up in her eyes. Her voice carried a trace of a tremble. "Sister..."
Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling looked at each other, and a trace of being moved could be seen in each other's eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and once again picked up the second letter. Although they hadn't been together for long, she recognized the handwriting. This was Lin Feng's handiwork.
"Lin Feng..." she murmured softly, then slowly opened the letter.
"Zhuqing, I am very sorry for having kept it from you all along. In fact, back then in your great escape of a thousand li, I also had a part in the planning. It was just that at Zhu Zhuyun's request, I chose to temporarily hide it. Having read her words, you should have already understood that from beginning to end, she had never thought of being your enemy."
"In the family, she deliberately created her own villainous image to make you be on guard against her, and even resent her. But all of this was to protect you, to allow you to be able to stand alone in this cruel family struggle."
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip tightly, an indescribable complex emotion welling up in her heart. She had once thought that her sister was her enemy for life, but she had not expected that her sister had been silently protecting her all along. The thousand-li escape, how was that an escape? It was clearly an escort.
"Now, because Dai Mubai has been judged by the high-level members of Star Luo to be dead, she has already stood firm in her position. At the same time, for some other reasons, she has chosen to reveal everything about what happened back then. I respect her thoughts. Now I am telling you the truth..."
After reading it, Zhu Zhuqing was unable to calm down for a long time.
"Lin Feng..." Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly, her eyes sparkling with a firm light. I need to make a decision, to choose my future path?
"Zhuqing, are you alright?" Ning Rongrong asked probingly. Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, and wiped away her tears. She looked at the concerned Ning Rongrong, a relieved smile on her face.
"I'm fine. Actually, this letter didn't say much, just some past events," she chuckled lightly and carefully put the two letters into her bosom.
"Past events?" Ning Rongrong was puzzled. Didn't it say at the beginning that Dai Mubai was suspected to be dead? "Er, then what are your thoughts after reading it?"
"I will continue to stay at Spirit Hall," she said firmly. "Here, I have my respected teacher, my dear friends, and the dream I have always been pursuing. I will continue to work hard here and become a true expert."
"As for my thoughts, that's all. And Rongrong, I seem to understand some of what you meant by 'capital' just now."
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. "No way, you really understand?"
Zhu Zhuqing laughed. "Whether I really understand or not, neither of us have that ability right now, do we? I want to go and find Sister Ling Yuan. Does anyone want to come with me?"
Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes, then quickly said, "I'll go!" She pulled Zhu Zhuqing and disappeared without a trace.
Leaving Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan to look at each other. Dugu Yan stroked her chin. "Lingling, what do you think the content of Zhu Zhuqing's letter was? And what did she think of later?"
Ye Lingling shook her head. "Yanyan, don't always think about other people's private affairs. Everyone has their own secrets and privacy. We should respect them. If Zhuqing is willing to share, she will surely tell us in the future."
"That makes sense. But I seem to have seen that Zhuqing put away two letters. Do you think the other one was written by Brother Lin Feng?"
A rare look of surprise appeared on Ye Lingling's cold and clear face. "Brother Xiao Feng?"
"If it was written by your Brother Xiao Feng, then what would the content be?" A trace of cunning flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes, clearly full of interest in this topic.
"What 'my'..." Ye Lingling's face turned red. She shot Dugu Yan a white-eyed glare. "I'm leaving. Hmph."
Dugu Yan chuckled happily and followed behind Ye Lingling, teasing her a few times from time to time. For her, who had been a "school bully" at the Spirit Hall academy for several years, a soft and cute girl like Ye Lingling was too much to her taste. From time to time, she would tease her a little to satisfy the little bit of wicked taste in her heart.
In the small wooden house, in the largest courtyard.
Gu Yuena blinked her amethyst-like eyes, looking at the Lin Feng who was sitting cross-legged before her with a calm face, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted.
For ten thousand years, the Asura's divine power had been like a gangrene attached to her bones, stubbornly eroding her body, greatly reducing her strength, so that she could only maintain the level of a third-level god. And now, this problem that had troubled her for a long time had been completely solved by Lin Feng today.
The True Qi was like a gentle, warm current, gathering at the site of the injury. The last trace of the Asura's divine power was like ice and snow melting, and was quickly eliminated.
And her strength had also, taking advantage of the situation, reached the level of a second-level god.
Gu Yuena gently clenched her fist, feeling the surging divine power within her body. A trace of joy flashed in her eyes. Although there was still a great gap with the past, her injuries were already gone. The return of her power was just a matter of time.
At this time, Lin Feng also opened his eyes and met Gu Yuena's purple pupils, a faint smile on his face.
"How do you feel?" he asked softly.
Gu Yuena nodded, the corners of her lips lifting, revealing a peerlessly beautiful smile. "Very good."
"Hoo—" Lin Feng let out a breath. This treatment had consumed a lot of True Qi. The True Qi here for Gu Yuena was a real and tangible consumption, the kind that could not be taken back. Just like her dragon self, once swallowed, it had to be completely squeezed dry before it would stop.
"Then, I'll go back first? There's something on Xue'er's side."
But he saw Gu Yuena shake her head slightly, her slender index finger swaying left and right in front of her own eyes. "No," her gaze was a little dangerous. "You think I don't know what strange and bizarre things you were doing a few days ago?"
To do such a thing and not bring me along? You're looking down on me too much!
"You... what are you trying to do?" Lin Feng was puzzled.
Gu Yuena stretched out her fair hand, and the entire room dimmed. "Aren't you going to study the path of the soul core in the body of a transformable soul beast? And you were even thinking of cooperating with the Snow Empress?"
"Too troublesome. There's a ready-made one here. And, before the research, a physical examination is a very sacred thing."
Lin Feng looked at Gu Yuena's approaching demonic claw. No, who's examining whom?