Because the pain in his backside was unbearable, Xiaohua crashed into countless giant trees, trying desperately to extinguish the flames with his tongue like a mad dog.

Alas.

It was to no avail.

For such a long time, Su Yue had helped him implant over 100 air cannons.

If nothing unexpected happened, it could even dismantle skyscrapers.

Xiaohua howled miserably, leaving large trails of blood along the way.

Prince Ning Beast laughed so hard that he rolled on the ground.

The flower withers, the ground is covered in blood.

This prince is dying of laughter.

Daring to go against me leads to this outcome.

The Ning Beast Emperor sighed helplessly.

He knew this was Su Yue's handiwork, and that it was instructed by the prince.

But since Xiaohua wasn't in any life-threatening danger, let it be a lesson.

Xiaohua was indeed too reckless and wild normally.

The Ning Beasts were now looking at Su Yue with some caution.

Some Ning Beasts started checking their own rear with their tails; this guy was really malicious.

Hopefully, the prince learned from the withered flower and will really behave from now on.

Xiaohua… this is too tragic.

...

"Senior, you're here too."

Su Yue smiled somewhat bashfully.

In the face of love, there's always a bit of shyness.

"The new term is starting soon, you should prepare for registration, don't be late."

Mu Cheng just recovered from Xiaohua's tragic scene and recognized it as Mu Jingliang's Lushan Dragon Ascending Cannon.

These sneaky tactics were quite despicable and shameless.

"I'll definitely register on time, and by then, you must personally welcome me, Senior!"

Su Yue nodded.

"I heard you were undergoing the third rib-washing, did you succeed?"

Mu Cheng asked again.

Mu Jingliang and the others were also watching Su Yue, waiting for an answer; these grandmasters were quite anxious.

"Senior, the flower you're wearing this time hasn't fully bloomed yet."

Su Yue looked at the flower on Mu Cheng's shoulder and asked calmly.

Mu Cheng was stunned.

This time, coincidentally, she wore an incompletely bloomed ice lotus, having to wear a semi-finished one out.

"A flower that hasn't fully bloomed doesn't suit a senior."

Su Yue shook his head.

He took a step forward and lightly touched the ice lotus with his finger.

The next second.

An astonishing sight unfolded before everyone.

In broad daylight, as Su Yue's fingertips touched the ice lotus, it began blooming at a visibly rapid pace.

Yes!

A bloom at a single thought.

Extraordinary bone phenomenon.

Su Yue succeeded.

Pop!

Mu Cheng hadn't fastened it very tightly, and as the ice lotus bloomed and gained weight, it accidentally fell to the ground.

Su Yue picked it up.

But he didn't return it to Mu Cheng; instead, he took out another golden flower from his pouch.

"Aesthetic fatigue; let's swap it for another."

Su Yue adorned Mu Cheng with the flower he had gathered from Ning Beast Forest.

Though he didn't know what kind of flower it was.

It was very beautiful.

"General, it's Bansha Fragrance."

At the moment Su Yue took out the flower, a Vice Admiral exclaimed.

Bansha Fragrance.

It can be used to refine the elixir needed for a Sixth-Grade Grandmaster; extremely precious, extremely rare, each worth a fortune.

Especially the one in Su Yue's hand, it was in perfect condition.

No kidding.

The flower Su Yue used to woo girls was, of course, meticulously chosen.

"Mu Cheng, this Bansha Fragrance is very precious, you should return it to Su Yue."

Mu Jingliang frowned.

Could Su Yue be a spendthrift?

"General, this is a gift I'm giving to Senior, there's no returning, it's a gift!"

Su Yue nodded confidently at Mu Cheng, then walked toward Pan Yizheng.

Mu Cheng was dumbfounded.

Is there actually a guy who pins a flower on my shoulder at close distance?

What's more frightening is that I didn't kick him away.

This is practically an indecent rogue acting impolitely on me.

Why!

Why didn't I kick him away?

Mu Cheng was plunged into self-doubt.

And is this guy crazy?

Bansha Fragrance, something even grandmasters can't come by, why would he give it to me directly?

"Su Yue, this flower, it's too precious, you..."

"Senior, you gave me a flower last time, so it's only fair that I give you one in return. We're classmates after all, no need to be pretentious!"

Su Yue waved his hand, acting all casual.

I still have eight of these flowers, no big deal.

"Pan Dagu, I noticed last time your weapon was shattered by the enemy, so I got you a sword. Be careful when you use it, this sword has some sinister features!"

Su Yue handed the ugly sword to Pan Yizheng.

"Your pronunciation is off; it should be Brother Pan, not Pan Dagu.

"What kind of lousy sword is this? I, Pan Yizheng, a proper Major General, need to be cautious with it?"

Pan Yizheng corrected Su Yue's pronunciation.

Then, he disdainfully took the sword.

This shameless ingrate, gives Mu Cheng a sweet-smelling plant and gives me this crappy sword.

I could break it with a flick... hmm... what's going on...

Pan Yizheng gently stirred his Qi Blood.

All of a sudden, the ugly sword in his palm started to tremble uncontrollably, and even with Pan Yizheng's strength, he had trouble restraining it.

At the same time, an unprecedented feeling of suffocation began to batter Pan Yizheng's mind.

Boom!

Pan Yizheng turned around, hurling out a towering blade aura.

With a deafening noise, a startling chasm suddenly appeared in front of Pan Yizheng.

Yet the ugly sword still trembled in his palm, and Pan Yizheng's pupils started to turn red.

His thoughts began to grow chaotic.

What's happening?

All the Grandmasters became vigilant.

At this moment, a malevolent aura, indescribable with words, was emanating from Pan Yizheng, as if he was about to go mad.

Bang!

Mu Jingliang flickered in front of Pan Yizheng, slapping the latter's shoulder forcefully, accompanied by a deep dragon roar, causing the ugly sword to fly from Pan Yizheng's hand.

It was only then that Pan Yizheng, still in shock, gasped for breath.

Just now, he was in intense pain, feeling as though he had lost control of himself.

"Pan Yizheng, you're a Grandmaster, yet you act so recklessly.

"Su Yue is young and clueless, didn't you check what this thing is in advance?"

Mu Jingliang scolded.

Pan Yizheng hung his head, not daring to say much.

"General, is this a demon sword from the Four-armed Race?"

Another General asked.

"Yes, it's definitely a demon sword. Ordinary weapons cannot possess this kind of destructive power. At Pan Yizheng's current level, he shouldn't be able to handle it."

A Vice Admiral added.

"Su Yue, this sword is a treasure of the Four-armed Race. Each demon sword is in the hands of a very powerful Grandmaster. Where did you get it?"

Mu Jingliang asked.

"From the Ning Beast Forest!"

Su Yue nodded.

Did not realize this ugly sword had such a big background.

"You're really lucky. This demon sword is extremely valuable. Don't give it away carelessly. But at your current level, you must not use it casually either; it could be fatal."

Mu Jingliang hastily reminded.

"I didn't give it to Pan Dagu, just lent it to him for now, since I'm not using it at the moment!"

Su Yue quickly replied.

Actually, he was afraid of this demon sword. The last time, he almost died; the memory was still fresh.

"Pan Yizheng can't suppress the demon sword either."

Mu Jingliang said.

"I can... I'll try, I can definitely suppress it.

"Su Yue's goodwill, I'll just take it for now and return it later!"

Pan Yizheng ran over, urgently taking the demon sword.

This time, he was extremely cautious, not daring to use his Qi Blood again.

"Pan Yizheng, this isn't a joke. At your current ability, you really can't control the demon sword.

"By the way, when you have the time, go to the fourth battlefield. There's someone there who can use it; let's consider it the military temporarily borrowing it from Su Yue."

Mu Jingliang looked at Pan Yizheng, his expression serious.

This is a life-threatening matter, not to be joked about.

"Fourth battlefield, General, do you mean... okay, I understand."

Pan Yizheng quickly nodded.

The other generals also silently agreed.

Su Yue didn't know that Prince Qing was at the fourth battlefield, and this demon sword would undoubtedly be most fitting in Prince Qing's hands.

A father holding his son's sword, as it should be.

Moreover, the slaughter at the fourth battlefield is terrible, and Prince Qing indeed lacks a suitable weapon.

"Alright, then I'll lend it to the Military Department. I heard people die daily at the fourth battlefield, so it should go to where it's most needed.

"Pan Dagu, you're really not much help, can't even suppress a sword."

Su Yue lamented.

Pan Yizheng was so angry his teeth ached.

You brat, do you know what a demon sword is?

Sigh.

I truly am useless, ashamed indeed.

"Later on, I'll give you a gift."

Su Yue thought to himself.

He actually had some little mushrooms or something, which might also be precious.

But right now, there were so many generals around; if he gave something to Pan Yizheng and not the others, it would clearly offend people.

Finally, the group returned to the Wet Ghost Tower at the fifth battlefield.

Earth.

I, Su Yue, have finally fought my way back.

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