Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

The third day after returning from the Star Dou Great Forest.

Shrek Academy's luxury villa district has returned to its former tranquility.

A few golden leaves floated on the lake, and the warm autumn sun shone through the tree canopy, casting dappled light and shadow on the lawn.

Gu Fan lay on the rocking chair on the terrace, holding a cup of freshly brewed immortal tea in his hand.

Xiao Wu lay on the soft cushion next to him, her two legs, clad in white over-the-knee socks, dangling in the air and swaying back and forth.

She held a crystal bowl in her hands, filled with glistening, translucent candied cherries from the fairy realm.

With each bite, she would make a satisfied "mmm" sound.

"Hey brother, try this, it's super sweet."

Xiao Wu picked up a cherry and brought it to Gu Fan's lips.

Gu Fan opened his mouth and bit down, taking her fingertips into his mouth as well.

Xiao Wu withdrew her finger, her cheeks flushed pink, and she muttered something.

"Ugh, you're bullying me again."

She said she hated it, but she moved closer to Gu Fan and curled up in his arms.

The other side of the terrace.

Zhu Zhuqing was sitting cross-legged on a jade futon, cultivating the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld.

Today she changed into a black fitted sports vest, revealing her smooth waist, abdomen and arms.

With each breath, a faint, ethereal blue glow would appear on the surface of the body.

The phantom of the Nine Ghost Cat's martial spirit occasionally flashed behind her, its nine tails unfurling like fans.

During breaks in her cultivation, she would open her eyes, her gaze naturally falling on Gu Fan.

He would look at it for two or three seconds, a slight smile curving his lips, and then close his eyes again to continue.

She has repeated this action no less than ten times.

Gu Fan saw it all, and the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

"Zhuqing, come and rest when you're tired from practicing. Don't push yourself too hard."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She stood up, picked up a towel draped over the railing, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and walked to the rocking chair.

"I'm not tired."

Despite saying that, she obediently sat down on the low stool next to Gu Fan.

She lowered her eyes and reached out to straighten Gu Fan's collar, which had been ruffled by the wind.

The movements were very gentle, and my fingertips were slightly hot.

Xiao Wu peeked out from Gu Fan's arms and winked at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Sister Zhuqing, your face is so red."

Zhu Zhuqing turned her head away, her ears burning hot.

"It was blown by the wind."

"puff."

Xiao Wu covered her mouth and laughed, her big eyes curving into crescents.

"What kind of wind can make someone's face turn so red? Is the wind at Shrek Academy that strong?"

Zhu Zhuqing picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, trying to hide her embarrassment.

She only realized halfway up the glass that she was holding the one Gu Fan had just drunk from.

Her hand paused for a moment.

Xiao Wu exclaimed "Wow!" in an exaggerated tone.

"An indirect kiss! Sister Zhuqing is so bold!"

Zhu Zhuqing put down the cup, her ears turning red, and her voice muffled.

"...Say that again, and believe me, I'll confiscate all your candied cherries."

Xiao Wu quickly protected the crystal bowl in her arms, putting on a pitiful expression.

"I won't say anymore, Xiao Wu is the most discreet."

Gu Fan watched the cat and rabbit bickering and shook his head with a smile.

A series of hurried footsteps came from downstairs.

Tang San carried a tray and jogged onto the terrace.

On the tray were three carefully arranged plates of pastries and a pot of freshly brewed tea.

Before he could catch his breath, he bent down and placed the tray on the coffee table.

"Boss, this is chestnut cake that I just bought from the city this morning, along with red bean pastry and osmanthus-flavored lotus root."

"I visited three shops and chose the most reputable established brands."

Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead, a self-satisfied smile on his face.

Gu Fan picked up a piece of chestnut cake, took a bite, and nodded.

"Not bad, you've improved."

Tang San was overjoyed, his eyes lighting up.

"I'm glad you're satisfied, boss. I'll try that newly opened shop in the north of the city tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he very tactfully retreated to a corner at the edge of the terrace.

He stood with his back against a pillar, his hands clasped in front of him, displaying the demeanor of a well-trained butler.

Tang San's gaze swept over Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing beside Gu Fan, and he was filled with mixed emotions.

The women around the eldest brother are all more beautiful and have more impressive backgrounds than the last.

Xiao Wu, that cheerful and mischievous rabbit, likes fantasy novels? Come discover more exciting content! After following her big brother, she's always smiling from ear to ear, and her cultivation level is skyrocketing.

Needless to say, Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul has been evolved into the Nine Ghost Cat, a legendary mutated martial soul.

If it were that good-for-nothing Dai Mubai, he would have pursued her for six years and never even held her hand.

You can tell if someone's skill is something just by looking at them.

This is the gap.

The more Tang San thought about it, the more he felt he had chosen the right person to follow, and the curve of his lips was exactly the same as Gu Fan's.

The days passed by.

The academy conducts intensive training every day.

Zhao Wuji led the group of new students through grueling training sessions, leaving each of them sore all over.

Except for Gu Fan.

He continued to enjoy life in the luxury villa district as usual.

Tang San took care of the training ground matters.

Tang San not only trained for himself, but also took care of Gu Fan's sign-in duties.

Zhao Wuji turned a blind eye to this.

Ever since that incident in the Star Dou Great Forest, he has been avoiding Gu Fan whenever he sees him.

He couldn't afford to mess with a monster who had at least ten thousand years of spirit rings.

That afternoon.

Something minor happened on the training field.

Ning Rongrong threw down the training equipment in her hands and abandoned the job in front of everyone.

"I'm not training anymore!"

Her fair and delicate face flushed red, and her almond-shaped eyes glared at Zhao Wuji.

"What lousy training! It's dirty and exhausting. I've ruined three sets of clothes already."

"I am the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the heir to the world's number one support martial soul. You're asking me to roll around in the mud with these people? Are you insulting me?"

Zhao Wuji's temple throbbed twice.

He opened his mouth, but Ning Rongrong shut him up with a single sentence.

"If you think I'm being ridiculous, you can go talk to my dad."

"Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, have you heard of him?"

Zhao Wuji shut his mouth.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a vast network of connections across the continent, and he, as an instructor, is indeed someone you can't afford to offend.

Tang San squatted down beside him and silently stuffed a piece of dry food into his mouth.

He thought to himself that this Miss Ning probably hadn't seen what a truly wealthy person was like.

If she saw the immortal stones that the boss casually tossed out, she'd probably kneel down on the spot.

The commotion at the training ground quickly reached the villa area.

Xiao Wu was lying on Gu Fan's lap while he rubbed her head. Upon hearing the news, she chuckled.

"Good brother, that young lady is throwing a tantrum again."

Gu Fan twirled the walnut in his palm twice.

"Oh? What did she say?"

"She claims to be the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, possessing the number one support martial soul in the world, and that no one is worthy of making her suffer."

Xiao Wu mimicked Ning Rongrong's tone, shaking her head and repeating it perfectly.

Zhu Zhuqing handed her a cup of warm honey water from the side.

"Her Glazed Tile Pagoda is indeed a top-tier support martial soul, but to say it's the best in the world..."

Zhu Zhuqing paused slightly, glanced at Gu Fan, and her meaning was all too clear.

After seeing what Gu Fan had taken out, the idea of ​​being "the best in the world" became a joke in her eyes.

Gu Fan took the honey water, drank a sip, stood up, and patted his pants.

"Let's go see our young lady's performance."

"Since I'm bored today, it might be fun to tease her."

Xiao Wu bounced up from the cushion and took Gu Fan's arm.

Zhu Zhuqing followed on the other side, her pace neither hurried nor slow.

Tang San saw the three approaching from afar and ran over to clear the way.

On the training ground.

Ning Rongrong stood in the center of the field with her hands on her hips.

The surrounding freshmen formed a circle, but no one dared to step forward and offer advice.

Her light blue dress was stained with mud, which clearly displeased the young lady.

"Make way, make way, don't block the way."

Tang San pushed through the crowd at the front.

Gu Fan walked to the edge of the field with his hands in his pockets and leaned against a wooden stake.

Ning Rongrong's eyes flickered the moment she saw Gu Fan.

Ever since Gu Fan slapped Dai Mubai away on the day of registration, she had been looking for opportunities to get close to this mysterious sunglasses-wearing boy.

The problem is that there hasn't been a suitable opportunity.

She was furious and, in a moment of anger, turned her anger on Gu Fan.

"You've come at the perfect time."

Ning Rongrong raised her chin and pointed her finger in Gu Fan's direction.

"You live in such a big villa, yet you never practice anything, and the dean doesn't care about you. Why should I, the legitimate daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, have to suffer here?"

"In terms of wealth, the Ning family is the richest in the continent. In terms of martial spirit, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is unparalleled in the world."

In what way am I worse than you?