Chapter 147 Exposing Tang San's Dark Secrets?! Lu Ming Stops Pretending!
"Hey sis, wait for me! Don't you like Brother Lu Ming? The way you looked at him just now was weird..."
"Shut up!"
Shuiyue'er left, playfully fighting.
...
Blue Tyrant Academy.
When Lu Ming quietly returned to his dormitory, it was already completely dark.
He changed out of his tight-fitting clothes and washed away the dust and blood.
He transformed back into the seemingly harmless student, Lu Ming.
Pushing open the door, a cold, dark figure was leaning against a pillar in the corridor.
The moonlight shone down, outlining the girl's breathtakingly perfect curves.
It is Zhu Zhuqing.
She was still wearing that black leather outfit, which accentuated her curves.
When she saw Lu Ming come out, a barely perceptible hint of tenderness flashed in her usually cool eyes.
"You're back?"
His voice was cool and aloof, and he spoke very sparingly.
Lu Ming stretched and leaned casually against the door frame.
"Yeah, I went out for a walk and stretched my muscles."
"What? Why aren't you asleep this late? Did you just wait here for me?"
Zhu Zhuqing ignored his teasing and just looked at him quietly, as if trying to see something from him.
After a long while, she slowly spoke.
"Xiao Wu's birthday is in a few days."
Lu Ming was slightly taken aback.
Is it Xiaowu's birthday?
That 100,000-year-old rogue rabbit?
The image of that loud, boisterous girl in pink, who was always causing trouble and asking for a beating, whose mind was filled with carrots and Tang San, came to mind.
"oh."
Lu Ming's reaction was lukewarm.
"So what? What kind of trouble is Shrek up to now? Or are they planning to come to our Blue Tyrant Academy to beg for food?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, her expression somewhat complicated.
"Xiao Wu... isn't actually that bad."
"She's just too naive and too influenced by Tang San."
"No matter what, we were teammates. I thought... I'd give her a gift."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Lu Ming, as if seeking his opinion.
After all, the two camps are now at odds, and it's somewhat sensitive that she, as someone who has joined Blue Tyrant Academy, would secretly give gifts to Shrek Academy members.
Lu Ming sensed her concerns and waved his hand dismissively.
"If you want to give it away, then give it away. That's your freedom."
"Whether it's carrots or soul coins, I'll support it."
At this point, Lu Ming seemed to remember something, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Since it's a birthday, it should definitely be celebrated."
"As an old acquaintance, how can I not do something?"
"Don't worry, I'll give her a big gift that day too."
Zhu Zhuqing felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Lu Ming's slightly eerie smile.
Her intuition told her that the "big gift" Lu Ming mentioned was definitely not a proper present.
"You...don't go too far."
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, but still offered a reminder.
Lu Ming shrugged.
"Don't worry, it will be a complete surprise, an absolute unexpected surprise."
"I guarantee she'll never forget it for the rest of her life."
After seeing Zhu Zhuqing off, Lu Ming returned to his room and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Within his mind, the familiar semi-transparent screen lit up once more.
[Chat Group for All Realms and Worlds]
The group chat was unusually harmonious at this moment, with no heated arguments.
The conversation seemed to revolve around spirit rings.
[Your Holiness]: Frustrating. I've recently searched through countless ancient texts, but still can't find any records of the exact habitat of 100,000-year-old soul beasts. My second martial soul is still missing a few soul rings; if they were all 10,000-year-old, it would be too beneath me.
[My cat is white and big]: Your Holiness, a 100,000-year-old soul beast is extremely rare. Even a titled Douluo may not see one in his entire life.
[My Son Is Not a Bastard]: Sigh... When will this cycle of revenge end? Soul beasts cultivate with great difficulty, and after ten thousand years they awaken their intelligence, becoming no different from humans. If it's not absolutely necessary, why must we hunt them down?
[Poison Fairy]: Sister A Yin, you're wrong. Soul Masters must hunt soul beasts to advance; that's the law of this world. The strong prey on the weak; there's no room for reason.
[My Son Is Not a Bastard]: If... if there were a new cultivation system that allowed advancement without hunting spirit beasts, how wonderful that would be. Then, perhaps humans and spirit beasts could coexist peacefully.
Ah Yin's words were filled with helplessness and hope.
As a former 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, she knew all too well the tragedy of soul beasts.
[Snow Empress]: Peaceful coexistence? That's wishful thinking. As long as human greed exists, this conflict will never be reconciled. Unless one day, soul beasts become powerful enough that humans dare not covet them, or humans find a substitute. But as things stand, that seems impossible.
Lu Ming looked at the constantly scrolling messages on the screen but didn't rush to speak.
His fingers tapped lightly on his knees, but his mind was already conceiving the "big gift" he would give Xiao Wu on her birthday.
Tang San is exposed.
This is a great opportunity to earn points.
That hypocrite has countless scandals.
Stealing sect secret techniques, poisoning opponents, hypocritical, using Xiao Wu...
Any one of these points is enough to cause an uproar in the group chat.
"Since it's a birthday, let's do something exciting."
A glint of light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.
"Tang San, I hope you can accept this 'generous gift' when the time comes."
...
Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, several days have passed.
It's Xiao Wu's birthday.
Although Shrek Academy was shrouded in gloom due to Flander's serious injury and Zhao Wuji's death, Tang San insisted on giving Xiao Wu a simple birthday celebration.
This is meant to dispel bad luck and offer some comfort to those who have been feeling down lately.
Inside a cheap restaurant private room in Tiandou City.
Several plates of not-so-refined dishes were laid out on the table, with a somewhat crooked-looking cake in the middle.
That was made by Tang San himself.
It is made by mixing flour with a lot of carrot puree, and topped with a few carrots cut into flower shapes.
"Happy birthday, Xiao Wu."
Tang San, dressed in a faded school uniform with a gentle smile on his face, pushed the carrot cake, full of "heartfelt wishes," in front of Xiao Wu.
"Recently, the college has been short of funds, and the teachers and dean are all... so I had no choice but to make this cake myself."
"Although it's not pretty, it represents my heartfelt sentiments."
"I hope you won't find it offensive."
Xiao Wu looked at the cake in front of her, which looked rather unappetizing, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
She sniffed hard, deeply moved.
"Brother...I don't mind!"
"I'd love anything you give me, even if it's poison!"
"This is the best gift I've ever received in my life!"
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were sitting next to each other, exchanged a glance. Although they felt that the cake was rather shabby, they couldn't say anything and could only join in the applause.
"Yes, yes, yes, it was made by Third Brother himself, it's priceless!"
"Sister Xiaowu, make a wish quickly!"
(End of chapter)