Shura Field

"Cluck, cluck—"

Shrek Academy.

In the early morning, the sun stretched lazily at the urging of the rooster's crow, smiling as it cast its first rays. That golden light warmed the room, turning the entire village into a scene of gold. It was a color that brightened the eyes, filling one with the invigorating spirit of morning.

In the Shrek girls' dormitory, Zhu Zhuqing rarely slept in. However, the smile on her lips suggested she was in a good mood.

Unlike Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, the other girl in the dormitory, had not slept a wink all night.

Her fair and delicate face looked somewhat haggard, her eyes red, and her spirits seemed low.

Just like in the original story, she had a conflict with Flender yesterday for slacking off. As expected, she got reprimanded. No one was willing to help her; some even spoke harshly to her.

For instance: Dai Mubai.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's peaceful sleeping face, even the usually self-assured Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh, "She really is a beauty."

Especially those "sinful" assets, they filled her with a sense of unfairness.

Pushing Zhu Zhuqing's arm, Ning Rongrong called out, "Zhuqing, Zhuqing, wake up. It's almost time for class." Yesterday, Zhu Zhuqing was the only one who didn't kick her when she was down, so Ning Rongrong had a favourable impression of her. As for Oscar, well, she still considered him just a tag-along.

In her dream—Zhu Zhuqing was embracing Zuzong. He lifted her blushing face, his lips touching her forehead, her eyes, her nose, and finally, unable to resist the temptation, he kissed those lips he had been yearning for.

Their lips slowly approached each other, their breaths mingling.

Suddenly, the dream shattered.

Zhu Zhuqing woke up, having been called by Ning Rongrong.

"What's wrong, Rongrong?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw Ning Rongrong, already dressed and freshened up.

"What's wrong? The sun is already high up, and if you don't get up, Flender will scold you again." Not mentioning Flender was fine, but the moment Ning Rongrong brought him up, her anger surged.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head helplessly. She didn't want to get involved in such matters. All she wanted now was to become stronger quickly and stay by the side of the man she loved, nothing more.

Moments later, Zhu Zhuqing finished freshening up.

"Alright! Rongrong, let's go have breakfast together!"

As she turned around, she noticed Ning Rongrong staring at her with a peculiar expression. From the look of it, this had been going on for a while.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, puzzled.

Ning Rongrong shook her head, revealing a mischievous smile. She teased, "Zhuqing, have you noticed? Your face is really red right now. Come on, tell me, did you have a spring dream?"

[T/N - Spring Dream → Wet Dream]

"Red face..." Ning Rongrong's mention of it made Zhu Zhuqing blush even more. She recalled returning to the dormitory after separating from her clan member yesterday, having a wonderful sleep. Then, in her dream, she and her clan member had a very intimate and sweet moment. The dream felt so real, as if it had truly happened. Thinking of this, even her neck turned pink.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. Something was definitely up! This icy and delicate beauty was actually blushing. It seemed like she had a crush on someone.

Dai Mubai? Probably not, as Zhuqing had never given him a friendly face. Besides, there was no way that sleazy pervert would be good enough for Zhuqing unless she was blind.

Oscar? Unlikely, that guy was still focused on chasing after her, Ning Rongrong.

Tang San? Probably not, too ugly.

As for Ma Hongjun, well, let's just ignore that entirely. That vulgar phoenix was in the same league as Dai Mubai.

Thinking this, Ning Rongrong gossiped, "Zhuqing, come on, tell me honestly, have you got a boyfriend?"

"No, I don't," Zhu Zhuqing retorted. But it was obvious that this denial was weak and unconvincing.

Ning Rongrong wouldn't let this slide. Girls love to gossip, even someone like Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's master, was no exception. She started to use her "tickle torture" technique, "I'm gonna tickle you! Are you gonna talk or not?"

Zhu Zhuqing had never experienced this before and was quickly defeated. "Ahh, it tickles! Stop, stop! I'll talk!"

Seeing her strategy work wonders, Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction. She sat up, ready to hear Zhu Zhuqing's love story. However, Zhu Zhuqing had other plans. This was just her ploy to buy some time.

Zuzong had once said—sometimes, running away is not shameful. It's called a strategic retreat.

After confirming their relationship last night, Zhu Zhuqing had come to agree with this.

Martial Soul Possession—Hell Spirit Cat.

"Swish, swish."

In just a few breaths, Zhu Zhuqing disappeared from the room, leaving behind Ning Rongrong, shouting, "You've got a boyfriend, and now you've abandoned me!"

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Suotuo City

Approaching noon, the group of three, including Zuzong, Xiao Wu, and Ye Lingling, returned to the city, covered in dust. They had just finished their morning training.

Early this morning, when the sky was still dark, Zuzong woke up, went to call Ye Lingling, as he had promised to teach her some body techniques and soul power control skills.

Although he was happy to help this girl who had a tragic fate, he would only call her once. If she couldn't bear the hardship, Zuzong wouldn't force her. Xiao Wu was a prime example of that.

To his surprise, Ye Lingling was already awake. She had changed into a black combat outfit. Xiao Wu was also awake, having been called by Ye Lingling.

Now, some might wonder, how did Ye Lingling wake up Xiao Wu, who couldn't even be woken by Zuzong himself? The reason was simple; Ye Lingling had merely mentioned that she was going to train with Zuzong.

Xiao Wu, who was groggy, immediately woke up.

Although she liked Ye Lingling and considered her a good friend, she also saw her as a potential "rival in love." Ye Lingling was so beautiful. What if, over time, she and Zuzong developed feelings for each other? Then she would become the fool. In critical moments, Xiao Wu knew what was important.

Zuzong rolled his eyes, "Your grand mission is nothing more than eating, drinking, and playing, right?"

If Zhu Zhuqing were here, she would definitely say, "Bunny, you're still too naive. I've already claimed him, haven't you noticed?"

After a full morning of training, the three rushed back to Suotuo City, especially since they had to participate in the soul battle tonight. Otherwise, Zuzong would have made them understand the true meaning of "devil training."

"Lingling, how do you feel?" Zuzong asked with concern. After all, she was an auxiliary-type soul master, and physical strength was her weak point. If not for her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, Zuzong might not have been able to teach her as freely.

Ye Lingling nodded, her face no longer cold, but rather peaceful, "Yes! Although it was hard at first, I think I'll get used to it if I keep going."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu became unhappy, "This blockhead only cares about Lingling and doesn't care about me. How outrageous!"

"Ah, I'm exhausted! Xiao Zong, your training is so tough! My head is spinning, my back hurts!"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu's eyes were glued to Zuzong, her face turning red.

Why "again," you might ask? Because since the start of training, she had been making this face. She wanted Zuzong to carry her as he usually did.

Zuzong was extremely serious when it came to training. In this world where the strong ruled, he never believed that having the system meant he could take it easy. He didn't think of Tang San as the protagonist, nor did he consider himself one. The world would continue without anyone. If he became complacent, death would not be far off.

Glancing at Xiao Wu's "pitiful" expression, Zuzong sighed, "A luxurious carrot set for lunch."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, a carrot set, and a luxury one at that! Her headache vanished, her back didn't hurt anymore, and she was full of energy again.

With that in mind, Xiao Wu habitually jumped on Zuzong, wrapping around his neck like a koala, cheering, "Yay!"

Zuzong's mouth twitched, "Definitely a foodie."

Just then, a crisp female voice rang in his ear, "Can I join you?"

Cold sweat dripped down Zuzong's forehead—oh crap! A massive accident is about to happen.

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