Without changing his awe-inspiring manner, Ma Hongjun sharply turned back. On seeing who came, he immediately spread his big arms wide, dashing forward as if flying,
“Wah, Rongrong’s become a great beauty! Quickly give big brother a hug.”
A pink top, pink trousers, long hair draped across her shoulders and down to her butt, Ning Rongrong had also grown up. Her beauty was different from Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing had a dazzling beauty of scorching hot figure and a cool and elegant face, while her beauty was overall gentle and beautiful, her whole body displaying a particular nobility, just like her spirit, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Even though she still wasn’t twenty, she still already had a graceful bearing.
“Fatty, drop dead.”
A spear sharp blade energy made Ma Hongjun rigidly halt his dash forward. Zhu Zhuqing had already dashed out like a mirage, embracing Ning Rongrong.
Dai Mubai’s big hand fell on Ma Hongjun’s fleshy shoulder,
“Damn Fatty, still thinking about taking advantages! Even if little Ao is a food system Spirit Master, if you touch Rongrong once, he’d still stake his life against you.”
Ma Hongjun sighed,
“I should also be considered vigorous and eminently handsome, the pride of a generation, how come there are no beautiful women with me in their eyes? Look at each and everyone of you forming couple, I’m jealous!”
Dai Mubai snapped:
“Describing me as vigorous and eminently handsome is more or less correct. You shouldn’t insult these words.”
Saying this, he called to Ning Rongrong:
“Rongrong, little Ao?”
Ning Rongrong stiffened while hugging Zhu Zhuqing, the rims of her eyes immediately reddening,
“I also don’t know if he’ll come.”
Five years had gone, and there hadn’t been any message from Oscar, even to the extent that not even a speck of news had travelled back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. It was as if he’d disappeared into thin air.
Ning Rongrong always waited for him, but as time passed day by day, she still had never seen his returning silhouette.
She hadn’t felt it in their time together, but when they were truly separated, Ning Rongrong had profoundly understood what place Oscar held in her heart. That kind of heart tearing, lung rending feeling was difficult for her to escape.
She discovered that after Oscar left, she had instead fallen deeper in love with him.
Whenever she recalled that dreadful expression of unswerving determination Oscar had before leaving, recalled the ten year appointment he made, she couldn’t keep the sharp pains from her heart, the tears from her eyes. Ten years, the longest ten years of a lifetime.
She could even imagine the experiences Oscar would go through in these ten years.
She frequently went up into the mountains on her own, shouting at the void, ‘Oscar, come back to me. I don’t want you to be formidable, as long as you return to me. As long as you return to my side, even if the sect rules are even stricter, I still won’t separate from you.’
However, no matter how she shouted, her only answer was the echoes in the void, still no news of Oscar, a goose flying in the dark.
Ning Rongrong deeply regretted that she didn’t show a stronger opinion at that time, that she couldn’t think of a way to be together with him. She truly was afraid, afraid that one day she would suddenly see the sect disciples bring back his corpse.
In order to keep herself from thinking of him, in these five years, Ning Rongrong had cultivated as if her life depended on it to anesthetize herself. Even the driest and dullest cultivation was a lot preferable to that inconsolable heartache.
Seeing Ning Rongrong’s expression, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun became aware of something being amiss, and the two swiftly gathered around Ning Rongrong and, along with Zhu Zhuqing, the three asked her in low voices.
On the other side, the two on duty students had clearly been frightened by Ma Hongjun, speaking in low voices, one of them swiftly ran back inside to notify the Academy.
Facing the comrades she hadn’t seen for five years, Ning Rongrong no longer restrained the sorrow in her heart, and as her tears flowed, she recounted Oscar’s departure.
Hearing her account, Dai Mubai’s trio were all silent, even Ma Hongjun curbed his laughs and giggles.
Part 3 (TL by Bagelson)
Dai Mubai sighed,
“Little Ao, that fellow, ordinarily he always seems laughing and giggling, but in fact, he has a very strong sense of self respect. Moreover, he truly loves you. Back then, it was in order to be with you that he spent a lot more effort in cultivation than us. Ten years, I hope these ten years are good to him.”
Zhu Zhuqing pulled the sobbing Ning Rongrong to her chest, angrily saying to Dai Mubai:
“Talk a bit less. Rongrong’s already suffered enough. This can’t be blamed on her, it’s only fortune playing with men.”
Hearing Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong’s crying grew even more severe. In the past five years she’s always made great effort to suppress her emotions, and now seeing the companions she’d once gone through life and death with, she was no longer able to restrain herself, and unleashed the pain in her heart as much as she liked.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also hadn’t expected that what should originally have been an extremely exciting reunion would develop into such a sorrowful scene. Ma Hongjun couldn’t help saying:
“I wonder how third brother and Xiao Wu are. They should be alright.”
Dai Mubai’s eyes revealed a trace of longing,
“Unfortunately, they don’t know about our five year reunion, we might not see them this time. Everyone are scattered all over, I don’t know when we can meet again.”
Among the Shrek Seven Devils, Dai Mubai was always the boss, but through their constant battles, Tang San had always become their core. If there was no Tang San, it would’ve simply been impossible for them to go that far in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. If each of them seven could be described as monsters, then Tang San was undoubtedly a monster among monsters.
Outsiders only saw Tang San as a genius, and only the Shrek Seven Devil’s side knew just how talented he was. If Dai Mubai were to give Tang San one assessment, then he would only call it ‘capable of everything’.
Zhu Zhuqing pulled in Ning Rongrong, consoling:
“Heaven helps the worthy, Rongrong, don’t cry. Little Ao will definitely return safely. Didn’t you agree to ten years? Wait for him at the sect. You have to have faith in him.”
Ning Rongrong said distressed:
“Besides waiting, what can I do? I really regret letting him leave back then. Regret that I couldn’t resist a bit more firmly. He’s only a food system Spirit Master! Without others to help him, it’s basically impossible for him to even obtain spirit rings. It’s all my fault.”
“Who provoked our Rongrong to such grief?”
A clear and sonorous voice echoed from nowhere. This voice was somewhat unfamiliar to these four Shrek Seven Devils present. They were troubled because of Oscar, suddenly hearing the unfamiliar voice, and moreover coming from outside, they all couldn’t help frowning.
Ning Rongrong’s weeping came to rest, raising her head to look in the direction of the voice.
A youth more than one meter ninety tall, broad shoulders and wide back, built extremely proportionally, appeared in their line of sight. A set of white clothes seemed elegant and at ease, each casual movement displaying manners particular to nobility.
The handsome face wore a moderate smile, deep blue long hair quietly draped across his shoulders, a pair of eyes like sapphires filled with a somewhat extraordinary spirit.
Even Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong whose hearts were already taken, couldn’t help stare stupidly as they saw this youth. They discovered that they actually couldn’t find the slightest flaw in this youth. No matter if it was temperament and appearance, or figure and voice, everyth
ing gave people a kind of casually perfect impression.
He didn’t appear to be walking quickly, but still reached them in a few steps.
His age was around twenty, but as geniuses among geniuses among the young generation, the Shrek Four Devils had an impenetrable impression of this youth.
Perhaps it was because like repels like, but Dai Mubai took a step forward, standing furthest ahead of the four people. Evil eyes bursting with cold light, an intangible powerful aura mixed into that distinctive royal air and released without restraint, speaking coldly:
“Who are you?”
The blue haired youth smiled faintly, walking up in front of the four,
“You really break my heart! Just five years have passed, but you don’t recognize me? Boss Dai, is this your manner to your brother? Fatty, you’ve grown even fatter.”
Dai Mubai was somewhat dazed. Going by the appearance, voice and temperament of this youth in front of him, there absolutely wasn’t such a person in his memory. But the familiarity of his words didn’t seem fake. Especially hearing his voice would cause a familiar feeling to grow in his heart.
Suddenly, Ning Rongrong cried out in alarm,
“Ah! How come you have third brother’s Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse and Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges?”
The girl was always comparatively observant. Hearing Ning Rongrong’s words, Dai Mubai’s trio also immediately noticed the two top quality spirit tools on the blue haired youth’s waist.
Dai Mubai’s face immediately changed, his imposing manner growing steeply,
“Just who are you? How come you have little San’s things?”
This blue haired youth was naturally Tang San. However, he had changed far, far too much in these five years. Not only his appearance, along with the Blue Silver Emperor’s second awakening, and gaining the two great domains, compared to five years ago, by now his temperament had already undergone a Heaven and earth revolting change. Dai Mubai naturally didn’t recognize him.
Hearing the intense hostility and part anxiety in Dai Mubai’s voice, Tang San couldn’t help being secretly moved. Comrades were comrades, they were concerned for his safety!
No longer teasing everyone, Tang San earnestly said:
“Boss Dai, I’m Tang San!”
“You’re Tang San?”
Dai Mubai stared at him with eyes wide.
Tang San hurriedly nodded. In order to get Dai Mubai to believe him, he specially displayed extreme sincerity. After the several elders had raised their three conditions to him at the Clear Sky Sect that day, they had at once carried out his ceremony for recognizing his ancestors and clan.
Even though he couldn’t offer sacrifice for his dead grandfather, he had still at long last returned to the Clear Sky School.
The three tasks the sect had him do wasn’t something that could be accomplished in a short time, and Tang San also felt that his distance to breaking through the sixtieth rank wasn’t far.
Originally when the Shrek Seven Devils had separated, he and Xiao Wu left first, and naturally didn’t know about the five year reunion. But when he returned to the Shrek Academy while studying at the Moon Pavilion, Grandmaster had told him about it, and therefore he had first rushed over here to meet everyone.
Seeing the four again, everyone’s appearance had changed somewhat, but they were still in the same mold, and right now his mood was also surging.
“Boss Dai, five years have passed, we’ve all grown up. A bit of change is normal.”
Even though Tang San knew what he said wasn’t very persuasive, he still smiled wryly and said it.
Dai Mubai looked towards Ma Hongjun,
“Do you believe him?”
A cold light flickered in Ma Hongjun’s little eyes,
“It’d be a wonder if I did. Let’s catch him before anything else. He’s got third brother’s things, I’ll see if he doesn’t tell the truth with a bit of violence.”
Even though they hadn’t met for a few years, their former teamwork still flowed in their blood. As Ma Hongjun’s words fell, Dai Mubai was already striking with a palm at Tang San’s stomach. A profoundly vigorous aura instantly burst forth, compared to before, there was a somewhat expansive energy within his spirit power. Even though he didn’t release his spirit, with this tiger palm of his, the air around Tang San had already become heavy and stinging.
Tang San was very helpless, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun basically didn’t give him the chance to explain.
He was only too clear about Dai Mubai’s strength. In a few years without seeing each other, this boss’ strength should have progressed greatly again. Even he didn’t dare take on the Evil Eye White Tiger’s violent attack head on.
His feet shifting slightly, Tang San had already slipped backward, both his hands swinging to either side, a simple motion of one up and one down.
Dai Mubai immediately felt an intense attractive force striking his spirit power sideways, falling into empty air.
But this moment, Ma Hongjun had already released his spirit.
With an explosion, a vast flame abruptly soared from his body, fiery red splendor leaping up no less than five meters. Bizarrely, the clothes he wore didn’t show the slightest sign of damage from this flame.
His gaze turned sharp, his hair extending from the back of his head in a mohican, his entire body turning fiery red. At the same time, a pair of enormous fiery red wings unfurled from Ma Hongjun’s back, his whole body grew a bit taller, and the excess fat also seemed to contract somewhat. Most peculiar was that his little eyes unexpectedly seemed to be giving off flames.
Two yellow, two purple, one black, five spirit rings moved neatly and rhythmically over him, the scorching heat brought by his tyrannical spirit power also made everything in his surroundings illusory, rippling like water.
“Good Fatty, you’ve improved a lot! Take a look at me too.”
Dai Mubai shouted. Amidst a tiger’s roar, an instant gale erupted, his golden hair instantly turning white, his body abruptly expanding, in the blink of an eye already more than two meters fifty tall, his whole body covered in white and black striped fur, two massive tiger palms extending, each finger ejecting a chi long golden blade. From him, besides valiance, one could still sense a wild aura, the fiercely swelling muscles already bursting through his clothes.
Two yellow, two purple, two black, a full six spirit rings appeared neatly over Dai Mubai. He had actually already broken through the sixtieth rank bottleneck, reaching the Spirit Emperor level.
Ma Hongjun couldn’t help being alarmed:
“Boss is worthy of being the boss, you’re a Spirit Emperor, I’m just fifty seventh rank. It seems my efforts haven’t been enough!”
Chapter 152: Five Years’ Change
Part 1 (TL by Bagelson)
Even though their mouths were speaking, their bodies were still moving roughly towards Tang San from two directions, and Zhu Zhuqing had already quietly pulled Ning Rongrong ten meters behind Tang San, the three vaguely forming a triangular encirclement around him, clearly prepared not to give him any chance to escape.
Tang San helplessly said:
“We haven’t met for five years, and you treat a brother like this!”
At the same time as he spoke, he immediately felt two equally tyrannical auras given off behind him. No need to ask, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had also released their spirits.
He subconsciously inclined his head, gazing through the corners of his eye, and his heart couldn’t help twitching.
If Dai Mubai breaking through the sixtieth rank could still be said to be within his expectations, then Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also both possessing six spirit rings was something he wouldn’t have imagined.
Equally two yellow, two purple, two black, two beautiful women both releasing the radiance of six spirit rings.
Ning Rongrong’s Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda seemed a bit larger, six rings of light moving rhythmically up and down, that dazzlingly beautiful light except
ionally mesmerising.
After Zhu Zhuqing released her spirit, her whole body seemed to have become even colder, it seemed as if her entire body had an illusory feeling. Even though she stood there quietly, she made people unable to capture her intact silhouette.
Of four comrades, three had broken through the sixtieth rank. Tang San inwardly sighed in praise, and at the same time he also couldn’t help being a bit dissatisfied with his own pace.
Actually, his cultivation in the two years he followed Tang Hao really wasn’t slow.
In his two years of massacre in Slaughter City, as well as his final year of cultivation in the Moon Pavilion, he had actually advanced in different areas, while his spirit power cultivation had instead slowed.
Zhu Zhuqing always had a persevering character, and back then she had obtained enormous benefits from the immortal herb Tang San supplied. As for Ning Rongrong, in order to find relief from her pain in these five years, she had practically cultivated both day and night, and also not long ago broken through the sixtieth rank great bottleneck.
When she successfully broke through, Ning Fengzhi had announced within the sect that she was the next generation Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School master.
Sensing his comrades’ improvement, Tang San’s mind was suddenly filled with a somewhat heroic feeling. Even though he still hadn’t broken through the sixtieth rank, his progress also hadn’t been any less than theirs!
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn’t help a long whistle,
“You don’t believe my identity, then I’ll use force to prove it. Besides us Shrek Seven Devils, who could still possess this kind of strength?”
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun weren’t prepared to talk nonsense with him. In their hearts concerned for Tang San’s safety, the two moved practically simultaneously.
Dai Mubai’s feet slid a step, his whole body blossoming with golden light, his first spirit ability White Tiger Barrier already launching. At the same time, he suddenly accelerated, tiger palm swinging out, clashing straight on with Tang San.
“Set.”
A muffled voice echoed from Tang San’s mouth. Four clusters of blue light was emitted from different places on the ground, Blue Silver Emperor’s ten thousand year fourth spirit ability, Blue Silver Prison.
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