Chapter 189: Ah Yin, My Ah Yin, Where Have You Gone?

Returning to that familiar little village, though it lacked the bustling energy of Soto City, it was also free from the noise and chaos of urban life.

The feeling of home was so warm, so familiar.

For Tang San, Shrek Academy had long since become a second home.

Flender had already regained his composure. Even Zhao Wuji, who had followed him for twenty years, was surprised at how quickly he was able to let go.

Flender had made his decision—everything would proceed according to Yu Xiaogang's plan.

As for how they would enter the Royal Academy and what would happen afterward, that would be Qin Ming's responsibility to handle.

"Kids, go get some rest. You've all worked hard these past few weeks. Wuji, gather everyone."

The moment Flender returned to the academy, he began giving orders.

Shrek Academy was not just his alone—there were still three other teachers.

He had to consult them as well.

Oscar, upon returning to his dormitory, didn't even care about the layer of dust that had accumulated over the past month.

He simply collapsed onto his bed.

"It's so comfortable to be back… Xiao San, don't call me. I'm going to sleep until I wake up naturally."

Tang San glanced at Oscar, who had spread himself out on the bed in a wooden-man pose, and smiled, shaking his head.

If no one forced this guy to train, his laziness would have long wasted his outstanding Martial Spirit.

According to Yu Xiaogang and Qin Ming's arrangement, the Shrek group would head to Heaven Dou Royal Academy in two months as exchange students.

During that time, Qin Ming would handle all matters on the academy's end, while Shrek Academy needed to settle its affairs as well.

Yu Xiaogang was in no rush to start the third phase of their training. Before leaving Soto City, he had given them a simple task.

For the next two months, they were to first handle any personal matters, then thoroughly absorb and internalize the combat experience they had gained from the past month of battles.

At the same time, these two months would serve as an intensive soul power cultivation period.

Yu Xiaogang had demanded that, aside from necessary tasks, everyone was to devote themselves entirely to their training.

"I'm so exhausted!"

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu had already taken off their outer layers, lying on their beds.

Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.

"Yeah… When we were in Soto City, fighting every day, I didn't feel it. But now that we're back, I suddenly feel so drained. I guess this is what they call fatigue buildup."

She turned to Ning Rongrong and commented with a teasing smile,

"Rongrong, your skin is so good. Even I can't help but drool."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were wearing only their short tops and small shorts, their arms and legs exposed as they lounged on their beds.

"I should be the one jealous of you. Your legs are so long!"

As the two of them continued praising each other, Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, resisting her exhaustion to continue training.

But as their conversation continued, she soon realized something was off.

Why did it feel like the topic was shifting toward her?

Ning Rongrong's skin was indeed flawless. Among the three girls, her fair and tender complexion was like a peeled lychee, something even Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing envied.

Her skin was flawless, as if carved from the finest white jade.

Though they had yet to fully develop, girls generally matured faster than boys, and their figures were already showing promising signs.

Of course, in terms of physique, Zhu Zhuqing was undoubtedly the most well-developed among them.

Ning Rongrong giggled mischievously and gave Xiao Wu an exaggerated stare.

"You're great too! I'm pale, but you have a soft pinkish tone. Honestly, I think you look healthier than me."

Xiao Wu's proportions were slightly different from most people—her legs were exceptionally long.

Typically, the ideal leg-to-height ratio was around 62%, but hers exceeded 65%.

Yet, rather than looking disproportionate, her figure was perfectly harmonious.

Her thighs were long, straight, and toned, her skin just as smooth, though with a hint of natural rosiness.

Especially when paired with her slender waist and perky curves, her exposed thighs beneath her shorts made even Ning Rongrong unconsciously gulp.

Her elegant, floor-length scorpion braid only added to her charm, giving her the perfect blend of innocence and allure.

Of course, anyone who mistook her for just a delicate little sister would likely meet the same fate as that perverted old man she once dealt with.

Ning Rongrong lowered her voice and murmured,

"Xiao Wu, tell me… why don't we have what Zhuqing has? I'm so jealous."

As she spoke, she playfully squeezed her own chest.

Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed red as she snapped,

"Why are you asking me?! Is bigger really better?"

Girls' dormitory conversations could often be wilder than those in the boys' dormitory.

Ning Rongrong chuckled mischievously.

"Of course it is! Back in my clan, I heard that men like women with… well, you know."

"Maybe we're just too young. But look at Yun Feng—he's always guiding Zhuqing. Maybe it's because of that reason."

Xiao Wu burst into laughter, though a flicker of envy passed through her gaze.

"You sure know a lot for someone so young."

Still, after exchanging a glance with Ning Rongrong, they both turned toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Their eyes were full of mischief.

"Heh heh, Zhuqing, don't be scared. We'll be gentle!"

With that, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong lunged at Zhu Zhuqing, grabbing her arms as they playfully poked and prodded her.

"Wow, so soft and full!"

Meanwhile, Yun Feng, having heard all of this, could no longer hold back his frustration.

He glanced at the ring on his finger.

"Ah Yin, come out for a second. I have a billion-dollar business proposal to discuss with you!"

Hearing his words, Ah Yin, of course, knew exactly what he was thinking.

But having observed Yun Feng for some time, she had already seen his true nature.

Moreover, she had promised him before.

With a soft sigh, she gracefully emerged from the ring.

Under Yun Feng's gaze, she slowly shed her outer robe and moved to sit beside him, leaning into his embrace.

Her soft lips grazed Yun Feng's cheek before whispering in his ear, her voice carrying a faint floral fragrance.

"Please… be gentle~"

Yun Feng felt a tingling sensation rush through his body, as if he were floating.

Without hesitation, he pulled Ah Yin closer, flipped her over, and pressed his lips against hers.

Far away, Tang San found himself unable to focus on training.

He felt restless, uneasy.

Even sleeping didn't help—his mind kept drifting to thoughts of his mother, whom he had never met.

Tossing and turning, he felt an unshakable emptiness inside.

And in another distant place, Tang Hao was feeling the same way.

Except his heart carried far more pain.

Jolting awake from a nightmare, he fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face as he cried out.

"Ah Yin, my Ah Yin, where have you gone?!"

"Why do I miss you so much?!"

"It's all my fault! Please, come back!"

"My heart hurts so much!"

"Wuuu wuuu wuuu!" (He wailed.)

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