Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 348 The Hardest Thing to Bear is a Beauty's Favor (4K)

After three months.

Chen Ping was constantly collecting medicinal herbs from the Starry Sky Forest while also spending lavishly outside.

Before leaving, Chen Ping finally managed to find the last herb he needed to make the Dragon Blood Potion in the Treasure Pavilion, which was under the care of Elder Lin.

Chen Ping was also very familiar with this herb; it was the purple ganoderma that Yu Xiaogang had eaten in the original novel.

Of course, the herb he needed to synthesize the Dragon Blood Potion was only Grade 7 Purple Ganoderma, not the Grade 9 Purple Ganoderma that was just one step away from the Immortal Grade.

Even so, the price of buying this seventh-grade purple ganoderma is still quite expensive.

At this moment, Chen Ping was holding a vial of azure blue medicine, only about the thickness of a finger. Although the medicine was translucent, it had a crystalline texture; to put it another way, it looked a bit like snot.
This was also the first time Chen Ping had learned that the Dragon Girl's blood was actually blue.

Hmm, looking at it this way, it seems quite reasonable that blood on Earth is green — how dare you assume that the other species is human?
At this moment, a slight crack appeared between Chen Ping's brows, and his True Sight Eye focused on the azure dragon blood potion before him, where lines of small characters quickly appeared.

【Dragon Girl's Lament (Epic): A syringe made by mixing various cold-attribute herbs with the blood of a dragon girl. It must be administered via syringe and inserted into the heart to take effect.】

[During the potion's duration, the cooldown of all Soul Skills is disabled.]

Chen Ping carefully placed the bottle of dragon blood potion into the jade box, his hands trembling slightly.

The effects of Dragon Blood Potion are similar to those of food made by food-type Soul Masters, but it can be preserved almost permanently, and its effects are beyond the reach of ordinary food-type Soul Masters.

Although these dragon blood potions are very expensive to produce and might not be used under normal circumstances, a single injection can be a powerful weapon capable of turning the tide of battle.

After putting away the syringe, Chen Ping stepped out of the laboratory.

They are sure to learn something truly valuable from this exchange program. The academy has gone to great lengths, planning to open the Golden Tree Chamber to a small group of students from the Sun and Moon Royal Academy.

Students entering the Golden Tree Chamber for the first time will almost certainly enter a deep meditation, and at the very least, they will advance two levels in a short period of time.

Furthermore, the presence of Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen, siblings, among those who have come this time indicates that the academy intends to spare no expense in ensuring they have access to the Sun Moon Empire's cutting-edge technology.

In the days leading up to his departure, Chen Ping finally relaxed, suspending all his classes to unwind and loosen his tense nerves. He then went around with Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who had just been given a few days off by Mu En.

What a coincidence! Chen Ping had actually wanted to find those two girls too. In the two years he had been at the academy, they seemed to be the two he was most familiar with, along with He Caitou and the other people in his class. His social circle was terribly narrow.

Considering that he would be gone for two and a half years, Chen Ping felt that out of proper courtesy, he should prepare some gifts for the two girls.

However, considering that the two girls probably didn't lack anything, Chen Ping simply hand-drew a set of recipes that included staple foods and desserts.

That way, at least during the time he's studying abroad, the two of them won't be unable to eat anything new or unusual.

However, Ning Tian and Wu Feng's return gifts were beyond Chen Ping's expectations.

Wu Feng's return gift was an antique-looking leather bag with dark patterns on its brown surface. Upon closer inspection, Chen Ping could sense subtle fluctuations of soul power emanating from it.

Chen Ping was very familiar with this kind of bag. Using this kind of bag to hold soul bones could minimize the natural decay caused by storing them for too long.

Subconsciously, he pulled open the bag, and a left arm soul bone, emitting a soft white light and reflecting a clear fire under the sun, and resembling a diamond, slowly floated out and stopped in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping looked up in surprise and glanced in shock at Wu Feng, whose face was slightly flushed and who was deliberately looking away.

Wu Feng gently twirled a strand of hair behind her ear with her slender, pink fingers, spinning it between her fingers.

"Don't get me wrong, this isn't a gift I'm giving you. My dad insisted that I give it to you. I'm not going to prepare any gifts for you."

Wu Feng lowered his head, avoiding Chen Ping's gaze: "Seeing that you're going abroad to study, and even to the Sun Moon Empire, I'm worried you might accidentally die out there. That's why I was thinking of having your father find you a suitable soul bone."

For a moment, Wu Feng seemed to realize that his words were incoherent, and he lowered his head even further.

"Oh well, it's just a worthless soul bone anyway. I think it's called something like Diamond Mammoth. It's only a little over ten thousand years old. If you think it's useful, you can absorb it. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. I'm leaving now, this is so annoying."

After saying this, Wu Feng exhaled white smoke from his head and walked away with small, quick steps.

Chen Ping wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Although Ning Tian was looking up at him with her head slightly tilted back, her pretty face was already flushed.

Ning Tian's large, watery eyes seemed to speak volumes, making Chen Ping's breathing quicken and his lips move slightly.

In the end, it was Ning Tian who started talking first.

"In the past two years, thanks to you, we first won the championship of the freshman competition, and then we won the championship of the continent-wide advanced soul master competition. Both Feng Mei and I have received a lot of rewards within the sect."

"Besides that, Fengmei and I also ate all sorts of soul beast delicacies with you and gained many opportunities that didn't belong to us."

"Now that you are going to study in the Sun Moon Empire, there is not much we can do, but we can still help you with some small favors within our capabilities."

As he spoke, Ning Tian took out an ancient-looking book and a dark-colored token.

The material of the token in front of me is unknown, and the pattern on it is composed of three different shapes.

In the center stands a small tower with eight stories. To the left and right of the tower, a sharp sword and a skeletal dragon cross paths, as if protecting the tower.

"This is the token of our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's young sect leader. With this token, our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's assets in the Sun Moon Empire will provide you with the greatest assistance we can."

"As for this booklet, it records all the methods of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School's secret technique of mind control, from the two-aperture mind control, the three-aperture mind control, all the way to the seven-aperture exquisite mind, as well as the insights of outstanding practitioners throughout the ages."

"You'll be away for two and a half years. Remember to be careful. Fengmei and I are waiting for you to come back and bring us specialties from the Sun Moon Empire."

Ning Tian shoved the ancient book and token forward and gave a casual explanation.

It's true that Chen Ping is quite oblivious when it comes to matters of the heart.

But no matter what Chen Ping says, he's just slow-witted, not intellectually disabled.

Moreover, he hasn't taken any medication for over a year, so even if the medication affects his brain, it wouldn't affect him now.

The gifts the two prepared, the meaning behind the gifts, and the words they left behind all made Chen Ping feel like his head was about to explode.

Subconsciously, Chen Ping reached out and took the gift from Ning Tian's hand. The touch of Ning Tian's broad palm on the delicate, jade-like back of his hand made Chen Ping's heart tremble.

Chen Ping's hand was still frozen in mid-air, his fingertips still warm from the girl's skin.

Just as Ning Tian hurriedly pulled her hand back, a wisp of evening breeze lifted the golden hair at her temple, revealing ear tips that were even redder than the fiery clouds of the sunset.

Chen Ping stroked the gilded seal script on the book cover, his fingertips caressing the small characters "Distraction Control Method".

The handwriting was clearly newly written with cinnabar mixed with gold powder, which meant that Ning Tian had specially copied this book on distraction control for him during this period of time.

Combining the Young Sect Master's token that Ning Tian produced, and the ten-thousand-year-old diamond mammoth left arm bone that Wu Feng himself had specifically asked his father to find for him.
A possibility he had never dreamed of, more astonishing than the wildest ideas, was now laid out clearly before him.

"You, you all..." For the first time, Chen Ping felt at a loss for words. His usually eloquent and fluent mouth couldn't utter a single smooth sentence at this moment.

The sound of his Adam's apple bobbing was exceptionally clear in the silence.

Chen Ping felt as if a massive boulder was pressing down on the tip of his tongue.

"Hehe, why are you blushing?"

Ning Tian smiled happily, as beautiful as a blooming flower, making Chen Ping feel dizzy.

Feeling the warmth of his fingertips brushing against Ning Tian's palm, Chen Ping instinctively reached out to grab Ning Tian's wrist.

But Ning Tian seemed to have anticipated what Chen Ping was planning to do, and deftly withdrew his hand.

"What are you doing, you bad guy? Trying to lay a hand on me?"

Ning Tian pouted: "Trying to bully me while Wu Feng is away? Dream on. Let's go."

As he spoke, Ning Tian hid his hands behind his back, not giving Chen Ping any chance to continue holding his hand.

However, Ning Tian overlooked one thing: although her hand was indeed hidden, Ning Tian was still in front of Chen Ping.

In an instant, Chen Ping's strong arms wrapped around Ning Tian's almost boneless waist.

Feeling the overwhelming masculine aura emanating from Chen Ping, Ning Tian instantly felt his legs go weak and he almost collapsed.

"You...you let me go!"

Ning Tian's face was flushed, and his voice was barely audible, yet it carried a hint of undisguised panic and shyness.

Chen Ping's heart was pounding. Reason told him he should let go immediately, but his emotions seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, making him reluctant to part with this sudden tenderness.

He said in a low voice, "Ning Tian."

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't know how to continue.

Ning Tianxia subconsciously turned his head, only to see Wu Feng, whose face was even redder than his own, peeking out with half his head and staring intently at them from around the corner.

Why is this guy even using a memory bead?!
For a moment, Ning Tian seemed to have been burned. He suddenly broke free from Chen Ping's embrace, took several steps back, and clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, trying to calm his breathing.

She didn't dare look Chen Ping in the eye and whispered, "Let's go quickly. By the time you come back, we should be able to enter the inner courtyard."

Chen Ping watched Ning Tian's flustered figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

A hazy, indistinct emotion, like the dust and mist at dawn, is neither thick nor clear, yet it is irresistibly captivating.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and nodded.

"You two study hard at the academy—wait for me to come back."

Chen Ping's words made Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who was hiding in the corner, blush even more.

With just a slight nod, Ning Tian quickly reached out and pushed Chen Ping out of the teaching building's door.

"Hurry up, hurry up! What are you standing here for? You'll waste our exchange study time."

Turning his head to glance at Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who had somehow managed to lean out, Chen Ping waved his hand before unfolding his flying soul tool and soaring into the sky.

A hero's spirit is rare indeed, but the kindness of a beautiful woman is hardest to bear.

This sudden revelation stirred Chen Ping's heart, filling him with both anticipation for the future and trepidation about this unknown relationship.

It's only been two and a half years. When he comes back, everything will be at its best, in its prime.

Right now, he needs to prioritize his studies.

Only when Chen Ping's figure gradually disappeared from sight did Ning Tian clench her fists, turn her head, and look at Wu Feng meaningfully.

"Feng Mei, come here right now! What were you doing with that memory bead? Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

Wu Feng hadn't expected trouble to come so quickly, and immediately cried out, "I just wanted to keep it as a souvenir, young master, you're ungrateful! You're not allowed to tickle me!"

At this moment, at the entrance of Shrek Academy.

A group of ten people, who were about to go to the Sun Moon Empire to participate in the exchange student program, stood at the entrance of the academy.

Seeing Chen Ping control the flying soul tool to swoop down, Qian Duoduo smiled and took a puff of the cigar that He Caitou had offered him.

"You brat, I thought you weren't coming."

"How can we do that? We've already given all the necessary instructions, right? Shall we set off now?"

Chen Ping chuckled and rubbed his hands together.

Looking at the gate of Shrek Academy, Chen Ping was filled with emotion.

At the age of eleven, he came to Shrek Academy.

He is now fourteen years old.

In just three years, he has undergone a complete transformation.

That's just how people are.

We spend a lot of time feeling lost, but we use a few moments to grow.

Looking back on everything that has happened in the past three years, Chen Ping himself is filled with a sense of disbelief.

When he returns from the Sun Moon Empire, he may have a completely different understanding than he does now.

The new type of flying soul tool on its back unfolded, spewing out dazzling tongues of fire.

The eleven-person team had already flown far away in an instant.

After a long while, Chen Ping glanced back at the direction of Shrek Academy, which had long since disappeared. He felt a mix of emotions, but also a sense of anticipation for the future.

Next, they will head straight to Maple Leaf City to exchange students.

They will not return to Maple Leaf City to hand over the reins until three months before the start of the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament.

(End of this chapter)