A strong impulse surged within her, a desperate desire to give herself to him, even just once, to cherish the memory until the end of time.
She knew she was just an ordinary person, and a relationship with a Spirit Master was impossible, but she couldn't control the stirring in her heart.
"N-nothing," she said, lowering her head to hide her flushed cheeks, "I'm just a little scared..."
While humoring her, Jiang Yunzhou still kept an eye on the battles on both sides.
Ning Rongrong's side was truly interesting.
She didn't need to attack proactively; every one of Ma Hongjun's strikes was like hitting an invisible wall, the rebound causing him to spit up three liters of blood.
Only now did he realize with despair that he couldn't even defeat a support system Spirit Master!
"The people from Supreme Academy are monsters, aren't they?" he wailed internally, wishing only to escape quickly, otherwise, he might truly be lying in a coffin tomorrow.
Just as Ning Rongrong was about to press her advantage, she suddenly received a telepathic message from Jiang Yunzhou: 'A small lesson is enough; let him go if he wants to leave.'
This was, of course, the benefit of cultivating 'Telepathic Guidance', allowing them to communicate telepathically, which was extremely convenient for discreet discussions.
Still not satisfied, Ning Rongrong spat lightly at Ma Hongjun, who was cowering in the corner: "Disgusting man! You're useless! If you dare to do anything bad again, I'll cripple you!"
She actually wanted to rush over and slap him, but she didn't want to dirty her hands; she still had to hug her teacher later.
"Get lost! Or I'll..."
Before she could finish, Ma Hongjun had already scrambled away, leaving only a silent, menacing threat that dissipated in the wind: 'You stinking woman, just you wait...'
On the other side, although Zhu Zhuqing and Bu Le's battle had not fallen behind in terms of speed, the opponent's realm was clearly there.
Moreover, his vulgar tactics, specifically targeting sensitive areas, made her both ashamed and furious; he had no martial ethics whatsoever.
She wished she could send this person to hell immediately.
Xiao Wu's entry instantly turned the tide, followed by Ning Rongrong's timely support.
The three cooperated with increasing synergy, and Bu Le quickly found himself overwhelmed, kicked into the air by Xiao Wu's Waist Bow, followed by a fluid series of Eight-Stage Falls!
"Beautiful!" Jiang Yunzhou's applause came from a distance.
He had observed the entire battle and was quite satisfied with their performance.
Ning Rongrong's counter-damage was unexpected, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Devouring Claws severely damaged the divine soul, creating an opportunity, and Xiao Wu's Eight-Stage Falls perfectly finished it.
"Very good, very good, excellent teamwork."
The three girls, praised, exchanged smiles, radiant.
"Teacher, should we deal with this guy?" Ning Rongrong asked, pointing at Bu Le, who was sprawled on the ground.
"Killing him would be too easy..." Jiang Yunzhou smiled innocently, "How about we physically castrate him?"
The three girls immediately felt a chill, sensing that their teacher had switched to 'devil mode' again.
Bu Le, hearing that he was to be castrated, was scared out of his wits.
If that were true, how could he cultivate? What would be the meaning of living? He struggled to his knees, begging for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Men best understand what other men fear.
Given the nature of Bu Le's Spirit, which relied on absorbing female spirit power for cultivation, he was no different from an evil Spirit Master, so there was no guilt in dealing with him.
Crippling his 'tools of crime' was equivalent to cutting off his evil path.
"Don't look at me like that; I'm not a good person."
Jiang Yunzhou looked innocent. "I'm eliminating a menace to society, preventing him from harming other girls in the future."
The Front Desk Miss, however, still felt a lingering fear and timidly said, "H-how about we hand him over to the city guard Spirit Masters? He surely hasn't committed just this one crime, and that way I can feel more at ease."
She knew that private duels and murder were forbidden within the city, and she was also afraid that this person might seek revenge on her later.
"That makes sense." Jiang Yunzhou readily agreed, "You go report it to the officials, and I'll 'reason' with him."
Zhu Qing understood, and she and the others left with a tacit understanding.
Just as Bu Le sensed the situation was grim, a sharp gust of wind swept past his crotch!
"Ah—" A mournful shriek pierced the night sky.
"Devil! You've ruined my cultivation path, I'll fight you!" Bu Le roared in despair, but Jiang Yunzhou had already reduced his harmful appendage to dust, making recovery impossible.
No one in this world could bring the dead back to life or regrow flesh and bone at present.
Even if there were, no one would treat such a person, would they?
"Your Spirit disgusts me; I don't know who created it."
"You've done a lot of bad things over the years, haven't you? This is your retribution." Jiang Yunzhou's tone was icy as he casually crippled his limbs. After enjoying himself for so many years, it was time to pay the debt.
Having done all this, he turned and left without hesitation.
After reuniting with the girls, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go; someone will handle the aftermath."
The Front Desk Miss thanked them again sincerely: "I really owe it to you; otherwise, I might have suffered a terrible fate tonight."
Jiang Yunzhou looked righteous: "It's nothing! We just happened to be out for a late-night snack and ran into you, and besides, you're an acquaintance, how could we stand by and do nothing?"
As he spoke, he naturally turned to Zhu Zhuqing, "You must be hungry after fighting for so long, right? Where were we just now..."
He spoke while secretly glancing at the Front Desk Miss with anticipation.
Fortunately, the other party was very perceptive and immediately responded: "Oh? Are you going for a late-night snack? Please, let me treat you, as a thank you..."
"Alright!" Jiang Yunzhou agreed quickly.
Ning Rongrong and the other two girls turned away, unable to watch: 'This teacher, he truly likes it, and he truly dislikes it!'
"I know a restaurant with really good food..." The Front Desk Miss decided to splurge, not only to thank them but also to leave a good impression on Jiang Yunzhou.
She subtly walked side-by-side with Jiang Yunzhou, asking with a hint of shyness: "Oh, by the way, I still don't know what to call you?"
"Jiang Yunzhou." He answered plainly. He wasn't Lei Feng; good deeds must be remembered!
Seeing the two chatting happily, the three girls' alarm bells went off: 'Our teacher wouldn't be charmed away by this woman, would he?'
No! Absolutely not! He was unmoved by them, but so enthusiastic with someone else?
Weren't their legs long enough? Wasn't Xiao Wu's waist slender enough? Wasn't Zhu Qing's thunder big enough?
Teacher, look at us more!
The three were sullen all the way, only Jiang Yunzhou secretly rejoicing at saving a meal's worth of money.
After the late-night snack, the night was already deep.
After escorting the Front Desk Miss back to her residence, the four returned to Supreme Academy.
Xiao Wu could never find an opportunity to speak with Jiang Yunzhou alone, so she bid a sullen farewell and headed towards Shrek Academy.
From afar, she saw a slender figure standing in the darkness, waiting.
"Third Brother? Why are you still outside?" she greeted.
Tang San stared at her in silence for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Where have you been? Why are you returning so late?"
He tried his best to suppress his displeasure, making his tone seem calm.
"I, I went for a late-night snack with Rongrong and the others. What's wrong?"
"Xiao Wu, it's very dangerous outside at night. From now on, wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you. I'm not at ease with you alone." Tang San's tone was grave.
Xiao Wu was stunned: 'I'm not alone...'
'We've always been four people, okay? With that man around, what danger could there be?'
She looked at Tang San, suddenly feeling that his gaze tonight was particularly unfamiliar, filled with something called 'possession'.
"Third Brother, I'm really fine, don't overthink it."
She took half a step back. "I have class tomorrow, so I'll go back and rest now."
This subtle evasive movement caused another pang of pain in Tang San's heart.
The Xiao Wu of the past would never have treated him like this.
"Well, alright, get some rest. See you tomorrow."