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As the girl in the white dress spoke, the golden-haired youth who had previously displayed three Soul Rings stared at her intently, his gaze like that of a wolf.
Zhu Zhuqing followed the group, her turn for the test approaching.
But just then, the golden-haired youth with three Soul Rings again looked at her greedily.
His gaze drew the attention of others, who all turned to look at her.
The black-haired youth's gaze was one of appraisal.
Then, the scorpion-braid girl beside him pinched the black-haired youth hard.
Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face was cold.
Her impression of this academy was very poor, both of the academy itself and of these students.
The subsequent tests proceeded as planned.
Through their conversations, Zhu Zhuqing learned that the black-haired youth was named Tang San, the scorpion-braid girl was Xiao Wu, and the girl who had attracted the teacher's attention was Ning Rongrong.
And that golden-haired youth was named Dai Mubai.
Zhu Zhuqing's delicate brows furrowed.
She knew who this Dai Mubai was.
"I wonder where Li Dixian is?"
"Has he found good wine? He must be drinking freely and joyfully."
Dai Mubai's appearance didn't stir any ripples in Zhu Zhuqing's heart; she was thinking of that unrestrained white-shirted youth.
If Li Dixian were by her side now, it wouldn't be this boring.
The group walked towards the next assessment point.
Zhu Zhuqing walked alone at the very end.
Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and the white-dressed girl approached, extending her hand with a smile:
"Hello, you're Zhu Zhuqing, right?"
"My name is Ning Rongrong, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her hand and said coolly, "Hello."
Ning Rongrong was a little awkward but still smiled and tried to find a topic.
Ahead, Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, who already knew each other, were chatting.
Tang San chuckled, "What were you looking at just now?"
"Are you trying to harm another girl?"
Dai Mubai stroked his chin, his evil eyes flickering slightly.
"I feel…"
"That Zhu Zhuqing's aura is very familiar."
Xiao Wu spat, "What familiar aura? You make lust sound so good!"
Dai Mubai's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he still said confidently, "Anyway, I've taken a liking to that Zhu Zhuqing. No matter what, I'm going to win her over!"
They were almost at the next assessment point.
At this moment, a soft voice rang out.
"Sausages for sale, sausages for sale!"
"Don't miss out, Oscar brand sausages, five copper coins each!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked over in confusion and saw a burly man with a full beard and peach blossom eyes hawking his wares.
Ahead, Tang San was about to buy a sausage for Xiao Wu.
Ning Rongrong asked Zhu Zhuqing, "Zhu Qing, do you want some?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "No, thank you."
"Alright then, I won't eat either."
Tang San went to buy a sausage.
Dai Mubai, however, quickly stopped him and reprimanded the bearded man, "Oscar, you're a disgrace to the academy!"
"I've warned you more than once not to sell sausages inside the academy!"
Everyone was puzzled.
Dai Mubai continued, "Don't be fooled by his appearance."
"Hmph, his name is Oscar, he's fourteen years old, and he's also a Shrek Academy student."
"Why I don't let you eat his sausages…"
"Oscar, make a new sausage."
Oscar looked at the several pretty girls in front of him, helplessly extended his right hand, and said awkwardly and lewdly, "I have a big sausage!"
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Dai Mubai's face showed disgust.
Tang San's expression turned to anger.
This sausage was for Xiao Wu to eat, and it was simply too ambiguous.
Xiao Wu was a little confused.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also felt puzzled.
Finally, Tang San explained in a low voice.
Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed crimson.
Ning Rongrong frowned and glanced at Oscar.
Having received a noble education since childhood, she found it hard to imagine how there could be such a lewd Spirit Master.
"Disgusting."
Zhu Zhuqing even cursed directly.
Is this the Shrek Academy, which claims to only recruit monsters?
They truly are monsters!
One more lewd and filthy than the next!
Zhu Zhuqing missed Li Dixian even more now.
She even wanted to leave Shrek Academy and travel the continent with Li Dixian.
But… that was Li Dixian's path, and she couldn't disturb him.
She had to become strong on her own so that when she reunited with Li Dixian in the future, she could stand proudly before him.
Ning Rongrong saw Zhu Zhuqing lost in thought and asked curiously, "Zhu Qing, what are you thinking about?"
Zhu Zhuqing said straightforwardly, "I'm thinking about a friend of mine."
"Hmm?"
Ning Rongrong leaned closer to Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face and teased, "Male or female…"
Before she could finish, Zhu Zhuqing said frankly, "Male."
"Oh~~~~"
Ning Rongrong's delicate brows raised, her cheeks full of ambiguous smiles.
But just then, an aloof back of a white-shirted youth flashed through her mind.
Ning Rongrong was flustered.
"Why would I think of him?"
"He's long been in a different world than I am!"
Shaking off the jumbled thoughts in her mind, Ning Rongrong smiled at Zhu Zhuqing and said,
"Zhu Qing, I'm very curious, what kind of young prodigy is it that makes you so concerned?"
"You must let me see him sometime."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded. "Mm."
Heaven Dou City.
Shanxiang Workshop.
Li Dixian eagerly picked up the wine pot and tilted his head back, taking a big gulp.
"Tsk tsk…"
He smacked his lips, his sword-like brows slightly furrowed.
How to put it?
It was almost there!
Although the wine was strong enough, it wasn't fragrant enough and was too turbid.
Let alone his own wine, it was even inferior to Zhu Zhuqing's wine.
Speaking of which, Li Dixian only learned after he parted ways with Zhu Zhuqing that her wine was actually a hundred-year-old jar of Daughter Red, treasured by her family.
Zhu Zhuqing had drunk the Daughter Red in advance, signifying her resistance to a political marriage.
"Sigh…"
Li Dixian sighed.
The wine wasn't good, and even the dishes lost their flavor.
"Shop Assistant!"
The Shop Assistant rushed to Li Dixian's front.
"Young Master, your command!"
"Is there any wine better than your establishment's in Heaven Dou Imperial City?"
"This…"
The Shop Assistant's face showed difficulty.
How dare he say his own restaurant's wine was bad?
If it were anyone else, even an official or noble, he would have secretly rolled his eyes.
But this young master had given him a gold Soul Coin!
He looked around, making sure no one was paying attention to them.
The Shop Assistant bent down, wiping the table with the cloth draped over his shoulder, and whispered, "To tell you the truth, Young Master."
"There are many wines better than Shanxiang Workshop's in Heaven Dou City, but those are all special provisions for the Imperial Family."
"I heard that the Imperial Family's best wine is called — yao guang brew."
"It is said that the raw material for this wine is starlight fallen to the human world, mingled with dew from the tips of plants, hence its name — yao guang."
"I also heard a Storyteller say: 'Yao guang is not wine; it is a poem leaked from the night sky.'"
When Li Dixian left Shanxiang Workshop, he was still muttering "yao guang brew, yao guang brew" to himself.
For a wine connoisseur, knowing there was a mysterious and wonderful wine but being unable to taste it was even more unbearable than being killed.
"An Imperial Family item."
"Even the Shop Assistant said that the 'yao guang brew' in the Imperial Family is extremely rare."
"Only three small jars can be produced a year, and they are only brought out for the annual founding ceremony."
"Sigh, I'll take my time. Anyway, Heaven Dou City has beautiful scenery, so staying here for a while won't be a wasted trip."
Next, Li Dixian rented a small courtyard.
While tidying his belongings, he repeatedly thought about "Yao guang is not wine; it is a poem leaked from the night sky."
He imagined starlight flowing under the night sky, pouring down like water, and the Azure Lotus Sword immersed in the starlight.
Li Dixian was stunned on the spot.
Above his brow, the Azure Lotus Sword imprint flickered erratically.
"The first move of my self-created sword art…"
"I seem to have a clue."