Before Dai Mubai could respond, Yu Tianming continued, "I know the rules of your royal family, but even Davis would listen to what I say. It would be easy to guarantee your safety."
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent, suddenly seemed to have light in her eyes. She looked at Yu Tianming with hope.
Yu Tianming sensed the timing was right. Zhu Zhuqing would soon speak up on her own, so he didn't press the matter further. Instead, he looked at Ning Rongrong, who was clinging close to him.
Remembering how excited she was when she first saw him, Yu Tianming said teasingly, "Rongrong, why are you so worried about me? Could it be that the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has fallen for me?"
Hearing this, Oscar, who had been quietly eating, suddenly lit up.
He rubbed his chin subconsciously, stealing a glance at Ning Rongrong. 'So I misunderstood her. She and Yu Tianming aren't together yet. Since she's staying at Shrek, I still have a chance.'
But before Oscar could get too excited, Ning Rongrong blushed and pouted, "You could do that kind of thing three years ago, but now you better take responsibility!"
As soon as she said that, the whole Shrek crew looked at them with strange expressions. Oscar, who had just perked up, immediately turned pale and froze on the spot.
Yu Tianming looked awkward. 'All she did three years ago was give me a kiss, but the way she said it, you'd think something huge happened between us. No wonder in the original story she could say something like 'I've still got two slices of thick bread' with a straight face.'
Seeing everyone's reaction, Yu Tianming quickly explained, "Don't listen to Rongrong's nonsense. She was only nine years old back then. Nothing happened between us."
Only then did everyone at the table realize, 'Right, she's not like Ma Hongjun. She was just nine. What could have possibly happened?'
Oscar, who had just given up on chasing Rongrong, regained some hope and perked up his ears to hear what Yu Tianming would say next.
Zhu Zhuqing, however, didn't take Ning Rongrong's words as a joke. Judging by how Yu Tianming treated her, it was very possible that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might ally one day. If that happened, escaping the clutches of the Star Luo royal family would be easy.
With that thought, Zhu Zhuqing looked at them with growing intensity. She couldn't hold back anymore and stood up. Her full chest swayed slightly with the sudden movement, drawing everyone's eyes.
But she didn't care. She knew this was the turning point in her life. If she grasped it, she could escape the shadow of the Star Luo Empire.
Taking a deep breath, she looked at Yu Tianming and said excitedly, "I've heard of you, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's innate full spirit power genius with a mutated spirit. I hope to join your clan. Please allow me."
Yu Tianming just smiled without replying. Slowly, the light in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes began to fade into disappointment.
She didn't know what she thought of, but she took another deep breath, blushed, lowered her head, and stared at her chest. Then she slowly said, word by word, "If you're willing to protect me, I'm willing to pay any price."
Everyone present understood what she meant by "any price."
Dai Mubai, her fiancé, felt deeply humiliated. His pride as a man was being trampled on. But he knew Davis would also try to win Yu Tianming's favor, and as a useless prince, he was nothing in front of Yu Tianming.
Under Yu Tianming's pressure, Dai Mubai's face turned red with anger, but he said nothing and silently clenched his fists under the table.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the trembling Dai Mubai beside her, her eyes filled with disdain. 'This guy fled the empire and left me behind. He's not someone I can rely on. If I have another choice, I'll never join forces with him.'
Yu Tianming caught every subtle change in their expressions.
Seeing the rift between Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai widen again, he poured more fuel on the fire, smiling as he said, "Zhu Zhuqing, isn't it? You're different from Dai Mubai. If he fails, he's done for. But if you fail, Davis will still leave you a concubine's spot."
The person Dai Mubai hated most was his brother Davis. Hearing this, he thought, 'Even if I die, I won't let Zhu Zhuqing fall into Davis's hands.'
Zhu Zhuqing, having lived under Zhu Zhuyun's shadow her whole life, didn't believe she'd end up safe and sound. Looking at Yu Tianming again, she emphasized, "If you can protect me, I'm willing to be a slave in return."
Ning Rongrong looked down at her flat chest, then at Zhu Zhuqing's full figure, and couldn't hold back. She jokingly said, "Brother Tianming, would you be willing to marry me?"
Yu Tianming ignored Zhu Zhuqing and teased Ning Rongrong, "Even if I'm willing and you're willing, if Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo don't agree, there's nothing I can do."
"It's okay. When I reach Rank 70 and awaken my true spirit form, and you become a Title Douluo, even Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone together won't be able to beat you with my boost." Ning Rongrong lifted her head proudly, not realizing how wild her words sounded.
Oscar, who had just regained a bit of hope, lowered his head again. 'Rongrong likes him this much. Do I still have a chance?'
Yu Tianming was momentarily speechless and quickly changed the subject. "You're the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. With the best resources, why did you come to Shrek?"
"Because Dad and Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone don't approve of me being with you. They kept nagging about it for years, so I ran away and happened to bump into Shrek Academy's enrollment."
"Oh? And how has your time at Shrek been?"
Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then smiled. "The environment isn't great, but the people are alright. Especially Oscar. Though he's a bit sleazy, he's actually taken good care of me."
Hearing that, everyone's impression of the pampered young lady improved slightly.
Oscar, full of emotion, ignored Yu Tianming completely and blurted, "Rongrong is so kind. Even if I'm just a support-type spirit master, I won't let her suffer here at Shrek!"
Suddenly remembering Yu Tianming's presence, Oscar's voice grew quieter and quieter.
Yu Tianming didn't mind and chuckled, "Oscar, I'll be counting on you to take care of Rongrong at Shrek then."
Hearing this, Oscar regained his courage and thumped his chest, "Leave it to me!"
Ning Rongrong glanced at Oscar's stubbly face and wrinkled her nose in disdain, saying nothing.
"Rongrong, Shrek might be a bit shabby, but the teachers are strong and really care for their students. If you like it here, you can stay longer. But if anything bothers you, tell me."
Ning Rongrong hesitated, then said, "No one's treated me badly… It's just that Teacher Zhao is a bit fierce sometimes."
Yu Tianming's expression changed. He addressed everyone, "Zhao Wuji is wanted by the Spirit Hall. His hands are stained with innocent blood, and he's disrespected me and Rongrong. What should I do with him?"
The Shrek students were silent, too afraid to speak.
Yu Tianming smiled, "Let's see how lucky Zhao Wuji is today. If there's chopped green onion in this bowl of beef noodles, then tomorrow will be the anniversary of his death."
Though smiling, Yu Tianming's murderous aura—sharpened in the Slaughter City—instantly dropped the temperature in the room by at least ten degrees. No one dared breathe.
Right on cue, Zhao Wuji came in carrying a bowl of beef noodles with a big smile. "I prepared this personally, please enjoy."
Everyone looked at the bowl. The noodles were glossy, the beef well-placed, and the broth clear yet rich—clearly, Zhao Wuji had put in effort.
Most importantly—no green onions. Everyone, including Ning Rongrong, breathed a sigh of relief.
But Yu Tianming's smile became even more chilling. The killing intent remained as he whispered, "Sorry, I don't feel like eating beef anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, gravity intensified around Zhao Wuji, and Yu Tianming's sixth spirit ability, Forbidden Magic Pulse, descended upon him.
Zhao Wuji could barely move, soul power sluggish. He dropped to his knees, sensing death draw near.
Flashes of his past played in his mind—people he'd killed, chaos he'd caused, and his arrogance. Now he'd met someone even more ruthless, who wanted to kill him just for not eating beef.
Tears of regret slid from the corners of his eyes.
Yu Tianming didn't rush. He leaned back and transformed his left hand into a sharp dragon claw, lightly tracing Zhao Wuji's head.
His enhanced body made him terrifying. Under his claw, Zhao Wuji's skin, muscle, and bone felt as soft as tofu. No one noticed, but a perfect ring had been carved in Zhao Wuji's skull.
Now all he had to do was twist—like opening a bottle—and the skull would break off, exposing his brain.
Zhao Wuji closed his eyes, waiting for death.
At that moment, Tang San, with the Purple Demon Eye, broke free of the pressure and stood. He looked at Yu Tianming and said solemnly, "I am Tang San. Master Yu Xiaogang is my teacher. Teacher Zhao made a mistake, but if you let him go, it would show your mercy."
Yu Tianming looked at him with interest. Everyone else was frozen by the killing intent, yet Tang San could still speak, even invoking Yu Xiaogang's name.
'If I didn't know his personality, I'd think he's a dragon among men.'
After a moment, Yu Tianming withdrew his killing intent and smiled gently, "Yu Xiaogang is my uncle. By seniority, you should call me big brother."
Tang San seized the opportunity, bowed, and said, "Brother Tianming."
Yu Tianming nodded. "My uncle has studied spirit theory for years. What kind of spirit rings and abilities has he arranged for you?"
Spirit rings were deeply personal. But seeing the gap in strength, Tang San thought, 'Telling him won't hurt anything.'
"My first spirit ring is from a Mandala Snake—ability: Blue Silver Bind. Second is a Vampire Bat—ability: Power Drain."
Yu Tianming nodded. 'Looks like because of me, Yu Xiaogang didn't choose the Ghost Vine's parasitic ring for Tang San, but another animal-type with absorption abilities.'
To stir things up, Yu Tianming sighed like Yu Xiaogang would, "My foolish uncle, long criticized for his unconventional theories, finally found a disciple to test them."
"Little San, do you know? Blue Silver Grass is weak. If you used plant-type rings, it might evolve. But animal-type rings? Your Blue Silver Grass will never evolve."
Tang San's eyes twitched. 'So he's using me as a test subject? He's digging his own grave.'
But facing Yu Tianming, he kept a straight face. "A teacher for a day, a father for life. I believe Master has his reasons. I'm willing to help him prove his theories."
Yu Tianming, originally trying to stir discord, was delighted seeing Tang San suppress his anger and act the loyal disciple.
'Maybe I should throw him a bone, spare Zhao Wuji, and let them head to the Star Dou Forest. Then I'll kill the Sky Azure Bull Python for my eighth ring.'
Having made up his mind, Yu Tianming clapped and laughed, "My uncle really did take in a loyal and courageous disciple. Little San, for your sake, I'll spare Zhao Wuji today."
(End of Chapter)
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