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Chapter 430.

"I also don't care about Zhuqing." Ning Rongrong let out a soft snort. "I'll just pretend she doesn't exist!" Her eyes then turned to Wang Feng. "What I want to know is, do you like me?"

Ning Rongrong was clever—she had clearly noticed Zhu Zhuqing's feelings for Wang Feng, especially after the incident in the Supreme Pontiff Palace. But even with that knowledge, she couldn't help herself.

Wang Feng was like a flickering candle, and Ning Rongrong still yearned to fly towards it, drawn to the warmth and the light of the flame, desperate to absorb its energy like a moth.

"What if I don't like you? What will happen then?" Wang Feng asked, shaking his head.

"Then I'll rely on you even more!" Ning Rongrong's smile was charming as she playfully wrapped her arms around him, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. "Wang Feng, do you know? Five years ago, when Zhuqing ran out, I felt so uncomfortable. I wanted to rush out too, but I didn't."

Wang Feng thought to himself, 'If you had rushed out, things would've been over by now. I wouldn't have had another Meteoric Tears to save myself.'

"Between me and Zhuqing, who would you choose?" Ning Rongrong's warm breath tickled his ear, and her voice was barely a whisper.

"Whoever is better, I'll choose them," Wang Feng replied, pushing her gently away. He turned his attention to the others. 

"Alright, let's stop talking about this. Have the three teachers come out yet?"

Ning Rongrong scowled, stomped her foot, and shot a glance at Zhu Zhuqing. 'Hmph, you think you're so special? Just because my figure is less obvious doesn't mean I'm smaller than you now.'

At that moment, the three teachers walked out slowly, looking at everyone. Wang Feng took the opportunity to step back and distance himself.

"Xiao Feng, I didn't expect it to be you," Grandmaster said with a smile, eyeing Wang Feng. "However, you don't need to explain. We understand why you've done this. You're in a unique situation right now. The Soul Hall believes you're dead, so you don't want to reveal yourself to avoid trouble with them, correct?"

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile inwardly. 'Grandmaster, you're so sharp. I didn't even think of that.'

He nodded in agreement, tacitly confirming the explanation.

"There's nothing I can do," Wang Feng continued. "Without my martial souls, my strength has been greatly reduced. I don't want to risk drawing attention from them. In truth, it's not completely gone. My martial souls are just temporarily unusable. The battle five years ago took a huge toll on me."

Upon hearing this, Tang San and the others no longer had any doubts.

"So, Brother Feng," Tang San asked, unable to hide his curiosity, "does that mean your martial souls can still be used, but with certain conditions?"

Wang Feng could see the guilt in Tang San's expression.

"Little San, you don't need to feel guilty," Wang Feng said, sensing his thoughts. "I didn't do it for anyone in that battle five years ago. If I hadn't fought, I would've died. Without Uncle Hao, I would've been finished too."

At that time, Wang Feng had relied on his knowledge of the plot and his "golden finger" abilities to navigate his way to the Supreme Pontiff Palace. Just like now, he knew everything about Soul Hall's plans.

Tang San nodded in understanding.

"Brother Feng," he said with awe, "you don't even have a martial soul anymore, no soul power, and yet you're still so formidable!"

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but smile. "This is too foul! Have you really eaten some kind of treasure?"

Wang Feng sighed and continued to explain, "Forget it. My fourth soul ability actually has another skill—teleportation. That day, I barely escaped death and traveled to the Extreme North. I almost didn't make it. Fortunately, I swallowed something called 'Wan Ling Bingxin'—a rare heavenly material and earthly treasure that helped heal my body. However, my martial soul is currently unusable. It might never be usable again... but my physical strength remains intact."

Though this explanation was part of Bibi Dong's cover story for him, it did have some truth to it. And now, explaining it, it felt natural.

No one in the group questioned it; after all, this was something they had all guessed.

At that moment, Zhu –Zhuqing, who had been standing beside Wang Feng, gently took his hand. Wang Feng's heart stirred. He realized it must be because of Ning Rongrong's earlier comments, and Zhu Zhuqing likely wanted to say something as well.

'Is it true that the older a girl gets, the more complicated things become?' Wang Feng couldn't help but think. 'Please, I don't want to choose!'

As he silently reflected, Zhao Wuji, who seemed still caught up in thoughts of the recent battle, sighed. "You guys have really improved quickly. Back then, the dean and I would probably have been able to defeat you, but now… not so much."

It was the truth. With the current strength of Zhao Wuji and Flender, it would be incredibly difficult to defeat the six of them, especially Tang San. Tang San's two domain powers made them even more formidable.

After a while, the group chatted about the events of the past five years. A lot had happened during that time.

Shui Yue'er had acknowledged Zhu Zhuqing as her sister and used her family's influence to match Dai Mubai, ultimately making him a prince. Wang Feng also learned that two years ago, Shui Bing'er had gone to the Extreme North for a form of submerged cultivation.

At that time, Wang Feng was still in the Slaughter City, and he had figured out that Shui Bing'er's trip to the Extreme North was likely connected to Yaya's consciousness in the Head soul bone of hers. That place was ideal for Yaya, and Shui Bing'er, with her Mutant Ice Phoenix martial soul, was also well-suited for cultivating there. The environment could also protect Yaya's consciousness to a great extent.

Wang Feng also discovered that Oscar had found a talented food soul master in the Star Luo Empire Royal Academy and had a relationship with her. The two were doing well, and Oscar had planned to bring her back with him, but since they came in a hurry, she hadn't joined them on this trip.

Hearing this, Wang Feng was slightly moved. The experiences of the past five years had changed Oscar and Ma Hongjun in many ways.

At the same time, the soul power of the five of them had significantly improved. This boost was due to the consumption of immortal herbs and the cultivation methods Wang Feng had taught them. Over time, their soul power levels had shown remarkable growth.

Wang Feng didn't know their exact levels in the original story, but he was certain they had surpassed them.

At the same time, the most significant change had come to Zhu Zhuqing. She may not have realized it herself, but her transformation was undeniable. Now, she has surpassed Dai Mubai's soul power level, a feat that was entirely thanks to the Meteoric Tears that he had gifted her. Without that, no matter how hard she trained, she would never have been able to reach such a level.

Wang Feng knew Tang San's situation better than anyone else.

After everyone had finished discussing, they went for dinner and drinks, celebrating late into the night. It made Wang Feng feel a sense of nostalgia for his past life. Though he had his own home, he would often gather with a few close friends for a party, reminiscing about the events of the year.

That night, as he stood in the dormitory room of Shrek Academy, he thought to himself.

"The Soul Hunting Operation has begun…"

These dormitory rooms, used by the Shrek Seven Monsters, had been preserved as a part of the academy's history, according to Dean Flander. It was a place of significance, even considered one of the main attractions of Shrek Academy.

The thought made Wang Feng inexplicably remember his time in Holy Soul Village.

But as everyone gathered together, it was clear they planned to stay for another couple of days.

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