"Run! ! ! "
A thunderous roar erupted, and the battered White Feather Peng bird transformed into a streak of white light, disappearing into the horizon.
The massive Frost Bone Dragon pursued from behind, silently watching them flee through the air.
"Heh heh, what a great victory."
Protected by a Dragon-headed Turtle-bodied pet, and carrying the corpse of the Zhao family's ancestor, the Zhennan King Zhou Wu slowly emerged, his voice filled with elation.
"Kid, take this. We have urgent matters and must leave first. Oh, and about the vengeful soul you use to fill your flesh and blood clone, use it sparingly. When Yu Feiyi gave you the Soul Summoning Banner, he should have told you not to use human souls, right?"
Zhou Wu's remaining single eye furrowed, but one soul was still acceptable. Qian Er was already a quasi-King level pet master, so he was entitled to some privileges. They could suppress it, as long as Qian Er wasn't foolish enough to release it in public.
With that, he turned to leave. The Zhao family's ancestor was now dead, and the Wang and Wen families were fleeing. This was the perfect opportunity to destroy the Zhao family. He had to return to camp and await orders from above.
"Oh, by the way, how many of those vengeful souls do you have in total?"
Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Wu suddenly turned back to look at Qian Er and asked.
"Uh… tens of thousands, maybe."
Qian Er was taken aback for a moment, slightly underreporting the number.
"Tens of thousands, huh? Then never mind, just use them as you like."
Hearing this number, Zhou Wu's furrowed brow suddenly relaxed.
Within human territory, the deaths of tens of thousands of humans could not be concealed from various countries. This meant that Qian Er's vengeful souls were all unregistered 'black户口(hùkǒu, household registration)' souls. That was fine then. He wouldn't investigate where Qian Er obtained these human souls, as long as they weren't protected individuals from Yan Country or other human nations.
With that, Zhou Wu recalled the Dragon-headed Turtle-bodied pet, released a large bird covered in metal feathers, jumped onto its back, and flew south.
Qian Er lowered his head to look at what Zhou Wu had left him.
A fruit, a golden, glittering fruit that made one's mouth water just by looking at it.
"I'll ask my teacher what this is when I get back."
Immediately putting away the fruit that looked very powerful, Qian Er stood up and walked towards the temporary base built by the Empire Academy students.
The earth-type pet masters wouldn't be here for a while, so the team leader, Instructor Wang, simply had his pet build a few small houses out of mud on the ground.
It had to be said that these mud houses might be too childish for elementary school students, but they were just right for college students like them. Several carefree students had already started running around and playing inside the small houses.
"Yo, you're back. Perfect timing, I need to talk to you."
As soon as Qian Er returned, Instructor Wang noticed him. Squatting on the steps, smoking a cigarette, and pondering how to spend the things in Wenxia's interspatial backpack, Instructor Wang smiled and waved at him.
"What's up?"
Qian Er, who was about to close the communication, abandon this flesh and blood clone, and then go back to rest, heard this and walked over to ask.
"It's about the monthly exam. Because too many things happened during this monthly exam, I'm simplifying everything."
As he spoke, Instructor Wang stood up, cleared his throat, and shouted at the students who were resting or playing in the mud houses.
"Oi, everyone, look over here."
Hearing the sound, the students stopped playing and looked over in unison, their eyes nervous.
After all, what happened today was a little too stimulating. This group of students, none of whom were even level 20, had been involved in a quasi-King level war.
And according to rumors, there were even true Kings who had intervened.
"Due to certain reasons, Qian Er will not be participating in this monthly exam. He's internally designated as first place. He's right here. If any of you are not convinced, come up and challenge him. Even a one-versus-many is fine."
Instructor Wang hooked his arm around Qian Er's neck, pushed Qian Er in front of him, and pointed at him as he spoke to the students.
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place was silent. Everyone was looking at each other, and no one dared to speak, not even to complain, for fear that any movement would be seen by Instructor Wang as a challenge to Qian Er.
That would be a disaster. Fighting someone in their fifties when you're only in your teens? No one taught them how to do that.
Besides, Qian Er had personally performed a good show of taking a head right in front of them. They were still intimidated. How could they possibly dare to jump in his face in this situation?
"None?"
Team leader Instructor Wang looked at the group of students and asked again. Seeing that no one still stood up, he turned to look at Qian Er.
"Alright, you're first place. Next, whether you want to go do something or go home to sleep is up to you. Just don't wander around here, it's kind of scary."
Instructor Wang's face was full of lingering fear.
He hadn't seen the human corpse that Wu Xian was carrying in his hand when he left, but he had seen the withered vines wrapped around the pet.
Skyreach Vine, one of the Zhao family's true King-level pets. He had seen it once before when the academy was recruiting students from the Zhao family, when that pet was using vines to carry several Zhao family children out.
But even this type of clan-guarding pet was dead, so one could imagine how big this game was.
In short, his heart couldn't take it anymore. This was too exciting. He should quickly send this hot potato away.
"Alright, I understand."
Qian Er originally planned to go straight home, but suddenly remembered that he had previously instructed the old principal to help prepare congratulatory gifts for his advancement to quasi-King, and immediately stopped.
He couldn't not take that money. Wouldn't it be letting down the good intentions of the villagers if he didn't?
They were all neighbors, people he would see from time to time. Wouldn't it be bad to damage their relationship?
Qian Er: "Principal, are you there? I'm free now, want to hang out?"
The message had just been sent when the other side replied instantly, as if they had been waiting all along.
Old Principal Gu: "Alright, I've already booked a hotel. It's here. There are also several pet masters in the city who want to meet you and have prepared an extra small gift. What do you think?"
Qian Er: "I don't refuse anyone."
Old Principal Gu: "Understood, understood. Just come directly. Oh, and when you come, it's best to make a big scene to give those fence-sitters a show of force."
Qian Er: "Alright."
Putting down his phone, Old Principal Gu glanced at the group of people chatting in the private room, and couldn't help but show an excited smile on his face.
The vast majority of them were elite-level pet masters, the same level as him, but these guys usually didn't get along with him very well. So he took this opportunity to tell these people that Qian Er wanted to meet them, thinking of taking this opportunity to suppress this group of people and pave the way for the school's newcomers.
Just as he was thinking about how to make the school a bridge of communication between these people and Qian Er, he suddenly felt a shocking chill coming, and the earth-shattering dragon roars and chaotic exclamations were endless.
