Chapter 139 Everyone Has a Bright Future
Chapter 139 Everyone Has a Bright Future
Chapter 139 Everyone Has a Bright Future
Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the old man immediately stopped his White Tiger guards the moment he saw the newcomer's face. A look of joy appeared on his face as he quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.
"Young Master, what brings you here?"
Dai Yueheng smiled slightly and replied familiarly, "Elder Du, it's been a long time. I wonder if my father is still in the army?"
Duresh shook her head, a hint of regret on her face.
"Young Master, if you had come a few days earlier, you could have seen the Marshal. Now the Marshal has been summoned back to Star Luo City by the Star Luo royal family."
Hearing this answer, Dai Yueheng was finally relieved.
Du Lei hesitated for a moment, first glancing at Chen Zifeng beside Dai Yueheng, then looking past him at the tents that had already been pitched in the distance. "Young Master, who are the people next to you and those people?"
"This gentleman next to me is my good friend Chen Zifeng," Dai Yueheng introduced with a smile.
"Those are my classmates and teachers from Shrek Academy. But let's not talk about that anymore, Elder Du. Let's go back to the military base together first. There are some things I need to ask you about."
When Du Leisi heard that the people who came were from Shrek Academy, his eyes narrowed, but he still smiled and replied, "Indeed, then young master and this young friend Chen, please follow me."
Before long, Dai Yueheng and Chen Zifeng followed Du Leisi's footsteps through the heavily guarded military camp and arrived at a spacious tent.
Dai Yueheng naturally took his seat in the main seat and then invited Chen Zifeng to sit down next to him.
During this time, Du Leisi left for a short while, and when he returned, his expression had become somewhat serious.
"Young Master, according to the information you requested about the Death Hand bandit gang, our latest report comes from a caravan escorting a Soul Master who narrowly escaped a few days ago. The leader of that bandit gang is an evil Soul Master who calls himself the 'Messenger of Death' and possesses the extremely rare Corpse Explosion Soul Skill."
If too many corpses are left on the battlefield, or in a confined space, it could unleash power comparable to a Soul Saint. Young Master, you must remind your classmates to be extremely careful then.
Although the relationship between Shrek Academy and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion is currently tense, the Duke himself has always been dissatisfied with the Shrek Inspection Group for overstepping its bounds and becoming what is known as the inspector of the continent.
However, the fact that Shrek Academy could send students to eliminate evil soul masters was naturally a good thing for the peace of Douluo Continent, so Du Leisi would not think of harming Shrek Academy students with intelligence.
As Dai Yueheng listened to Du Leisi's account, a chilling glint quietly gathered in his eyes.
Huo Yuhao's talent has completely exceeded his imagination.
Can the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and his own father really suppress such a person?
Even if he doesn't consider his own feelings, how could his father possibly make a suitable choice given the irreconcilable hatred between his mother and Huo Yuhao?
Even for his mother's sake, he had to completely eliminate Huo Yuhao, this huge hidden danger, within the Mingdou Mountains.
And now this so-called messenger of death is just the perfect opportunity, arriving when one is sleepy.
Thinking this, Dai Yueheng glanced at the somewhat uneasy Chen Zifeng and said calmly, "Old Du, my friend and I haven't had dinner yet, why don't you go first..."
"Young Master is right, it was my oversight," Du Leisi replied with a smile. "Please sit here and have some tea with Young Friend Chen. I will go and instruct the cook to prepare the best meal for you two."
After saying that, he turned and left the tent.
Seeing that Du Leisi had left and only the two of them remained in the tent, Dai Yueheng let out a soft sigh full of regret.
"Zifeng, I really regret that I can't participate in the Soul Master Competition with you this time. We've been working hard and preparing for the competition together for so many years."
As a result, a single, casual remark from the academy allowed a student from another department to take our place, rendering years of hard work futile. I truly feel indignant on your behalf.
Chen Zifeng hadn't expected Dai Yueheng to care about him so much, and he was deeply moved. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence:
"There's nothing I can do; I'm simply not as skilled. Even if I were to fight Huo Yuhao, I would still suffer a crushing defeat."
"I know that the rule of meritocracy is appropriate everywhere, but for the academy to do this is too disheartening for us."
Dai Yueheng's expression grew increasingly pained and distressed. Seeing that he had successfully stirred up Chen Zifeng's emotions, he frowned and continued:
"Zifeng, don't you want to return to the main team and participate in the Soul Master Competition, which represents the supreme glory of the younger generation on the continent?"
You know, our college has maintained its championship status every year, and the title of champion has a huge impact on our future development, hasn't it?
Chen Zifeng's breathing became rapid, and he asked urgently, "Yueheng, do you have a way to help me?"
Dai Yueheng smiled confidently: "Of course there are solutions, some are even right in front of you, it just depends on whether you dare to try."
Chen Zifeng was no fool. Connecting Dai Yueheng's words with the intelligence he had just received, he instantly understood what was going on. He abruptly stood up from his chair and resolutely refused.
"No! If I do that, how can I live up to the honor of Shrek Academy, how can I live up to the responsibility entrusted to us by the Supervisory Committee?"
Dai Yueheng was not in a hurry. He slowly picked up the teacup on the table next to him, took a sip, and waited for Chen Zifeng's excited emotions to calm down before speaking slowly.
"The academy wronged us first. Besides, we didn't kill them. They only suffered minor injuries and had to miss the competition. So you can naturally be brought back on as a substitute for the starting lineup."
"Zifeng, you need to understand, 'No ruthlessness, no heroism.' Only the glory after success truly belongs to you. Do you want to live a life of obscurity, or do you want to stand with me on the champion's podium?"
Chen Zifeng looked at Dai Yueheng, who seemed somewhat unfamiliar to him, and hesitated, "When the time comes... will we really only manage to inflict minor injuries on others at most?"
Dai Yueheng stood up, walked to Chen Zifeng, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Of course, with Dean Yan around, nothing serious will happen. Just follow my lead."
Seeing that Chen Zifeng seemed to be hesitant, Dai Yueheng said softly, "Zifeng, after this competition, I will choose to graduate from the academy and then I will definitely join the military to accumulate experience."
With my younger brother now crippled, the vast Western Army Group will undoubtedly be inherited by me as the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion. At that time, you and I, brothers, might just be able to create a new legacy here.
Chen Zifeng's eyes flickered slightly as he thought about everything he had just witnessed in the military camp. The intense killing intent there greatly enhanced his cultivation of his martial spirit, the Soul-Chasing Sword.
His original plan was to join the army after graduating from the academy and use the blood and gore brought by war to solidify his sword intent.
Hearing Dai Yueheng's promise, Chen Zifeng's last bit of hesitation vanished completely.
He nodded emphatically.
Just then, the soldiers that Duresh had instructed brought in a sumptuous meal.
Seeing this, Dai Yueheng laughed and patted Chen Zifeng on the shoulder again.
"Good brother, come on! Let's have a good drink first, and then we can discuss things in detail."
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The firelight flickered in the night, casting a warm glow on the faces of the people sitting around, while the rich aroma spread in the cool night breeze, making everyone's mouths water.
Between the two campfires, a set of professional cooking utensils and various seasonings were laid out. Huo Yuhao was busily working among them, while Jiang Nannan assisted him.
Located dozens of miles away from the Western Army Group, there's naturally no need to worry too much about security here.
In addition, the food that the inner disciples usually bring when they go out, although nutritious, is really hard to swallow.
To prevent the Silver Dragon King, whose appetite had been spoiled by him, from throwing a tantrum, Huo Yuhao naturally took on the responsibility of preparing dinner for everyone.
Fortunately, finding firewood and ingredients is not a difficult task for Soul Masters.
Meanwhile, the faces of the girls sitting around one of the campfires were all rosy, whether from the flickering firelight or something else, it was hard to tell.
Just like before, when they were all eager to help Huo Yuhao deal with the wild game he had just caught, they ended up in a flurry of activity and almost made a mess of things.
Ling Luochen then demonstrated his exquisite control of soul power, and in just a few minutes, he used ice elements to clean up the wild game completely.
This move left the girls present completely stunned.
Zhang Lexuan, in particular, although she knows some basic cooking skills, is completely clueless when it comes to handling wild game.
The aroma in the air grew stronger, and Xiao Xiao subconsciously swallowed. Looking at Wang Dong'er beside her, who was staring blankly at the firelight, she whispered, "Dong'er, did you count the number of tents we set up?"
The tents they had were all generously sponsored by Ning Tian. Not only were the interiors more exquisite and comfortable, but the designs were also much more attractive than the standard tents used by the inner courtyard students.
Wang Dong'er was brought back to her senses by Xiao Xiao's words. She turned her head slightly, glanced at the tent behind her, and silently counted in her mind.
"Five? What's wrong, Xiao Xiao?"
Xiao Xiao looked at her best friend, who had become somewhat dazed since the last treasure appreciation event, and explained helplessly:
"Teacher Gu Yuena just took up a tent to catch up on her sleep, and Yuhao will definitely take one too. Do you think the remaining three tents are enough for the seven of us?"
These tents are all for two people. Even if the girls are petite, it would still be uncomfortable for three people to squeeze in. Not to mention that Gu Yuena doesn't like sleeping with other girls.
Wang Dong'er was taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously said, "Then our extra person can go and borrow a tent from Teacher Zhang Lexuan."
Xiao Xiao shifted her little bottom, getting a few steps closer to Wang Dong'er, her expression showing a hint of speechlessness.
"Dong'er, are you really stupid or just pretending?"
Xiao Xiao kept wondering to herself, could it be that Wang Dong'er really just wanted to play Four Kingdoms Chess in the private room of the teahouse?
Before Xiao Xiao could figure it out, a bowl full of fragrant meat soup was placed in front of her.
Huo Yuhao, who had been secretly observing the situation, naturally couldn't let Xiao Xiao continue thinking, otherwise something extremely awkward would definitely happen tonight.
Why did Gu Yuena go to catch up on sleep? Wasn't it so that she would have the energy to do bad things to me at night?
If one of these girls suddenly showed up, he'd probably have to use a simulated soul skill to cover it up for the whole night, just like he did with Zhu Lu last time.
"Don't worry," Huo Yuhao handed the soup bowl to Xiao Xiao, lying without batting an eye.
"Gu Yuena won't be sleeping in that tent at night. She's nocturnal and has more energy at night. You can just go and sleep in that tent."
After Xiao Xiao took the rice bowl, she looked at Huo Yuhao with some suspicion in her bright eyes.
After a long while, she sighed softly, "Yuhao, Teacher Gu Yuena probably won't come looking for you tonight, will she?"
Huo Yuhao, who was holding another bowl of meat soup to hand to Wang Dong'er, almost spilled the soup because his hand trembled. He smiled somewhat sheepishly and said, "How could that be? She'll probably keep watch for everyone tonight, after all, she's our team leader."
Xiao Xiao's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, and she giggled.
That's wonderful!
What? You're saying a tent is enough?
Xiao Xiao said that one shouldn't be too rigid; as long as there's an empty spot next to Huo Yuhao, one should try their best to squeeze in.
Jiang Nannan, who was also helping Huo Yuhao pass on his rice bowl, naturally overheard their conversation.
Rather, the girls sitting around had heard it all clearly, and each of them showed a different expression on their face.
Gu Yuena, sensing that Huo Yuhao had finished dinner, walked lightly out of the tent.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's pleading look, she immediately understood and gave him a "yes" gesture.
Huo Yuhao felt relieved; it seemed that Gu Yuena wouldn't be coming to challenge him to a three-hundred-round battle tonight.
So even if these girls suddenly had the idea to come into my tent, nothing embarrassing would happen.
Huo Yuhao felt that the food in his hands had become even more delicious.
Gu Yuena, who was engrossed in feeding the dragon and quickly replenishing her strength, said that tonight would be another epic battle that would last all night.
Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie exchanged a glance, their pretty faces slightly flushed. Cui Yajie, in particular, pressed her hand against her lower abdomen, seemingly still able to savor the warmth from last time.
Meanwhile, the blonde young lady's gaze softened and became gentle.
"Fengmei, aren't we best friends of many years? You'll definitely help me later, right?"
Wu Feng patted his chest eagerly and said firmly, "Young Master, I will definitely help you."
Now everyone has a bright future.
This is truly something to celebrate.
(End of this chapter)
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