Ye Qiu quickly put away the joy on his face.

Unfazed by the exposure of his Spirit Ring and cultivation, he gave Chrysanthemum Douluo a slight, composed bow.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo spread his hand, a golden chrysanthemum blooming in his palm.

Wanting to confirm once more,

he asked eagerly, "Did you ingest this kind of Immortal Herb before?!"

Ye Qiu nodded without hesitation.

"Good, good, good!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was ecstatic.

"Kid, you and I share a deep affinity. Would you be willing to take me as your master?"

Upon hearing this,

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both looked at Ye Qiu in astonishment.

Taking a Titled Douluo as a master was definitely something ordinary Soul Masters could only dream of!

Yet Ye Qiu earnestly shook his head.

This scene left Ma Hongjun, Yu Xiaogang, and the others not far away dumbfounded.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo simultaneously furrowed their brows.

Right at that moment,

a sudden conflict broke out over on Flender's side, drawing the attention of Yu Xiaogang and the others.

Flender's face was ashen, his eye sockets red.

"Bishop Thomas, is there really no room for negotiation?!"

"Negotiation? Heh~" Thomas let out a sneer. He said coldly, "Don't get it twisted, I'm here to notify you! Not only are your academy's facilities inadequate, but it's also a cesspool of hideouts. It should have ceased to exist long ago!"

"I give you three days to close the academy, or else I'll come seal it up myself!"

As for the squabble taking place on Thomas's side,

the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos showed not the slightest intention of paying attention to it.

If Thomas couldn't even handle such a trivial matter, then there was no need for him to remain a Black-robed Bishop.

They simply stared fixedly at Ye Qiu before them.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had already calmed down.

Seeing Ye Qiu refuse, he didn't get angry; instead, he raised a hand and leaned it on Ghost Douluo's shoulder. With a hint of warning in his expression, he said seductively, "Kid, I can give you one more chance. Think it through before you answer."

Ye Qiu understood Chrysanthemum Douluo's meaning.

Sometimes, rashly exposing one's Genius could be a very dangerous thing.

Even if Chrysanthemum Douluo harbored no murderous intent,

someone like Ghost Douluo would inevitably have some thoughts.

Ye Qiu glanced sideways at the crowd still watching the drama of Shrek Academy's survival.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side,

unobtrusively,

he pulled a small token and a piece of identification from his Soul Tool and handed them to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Senior, please take a look."

Chrysanthemum Douluo arched his delicate brows, taking the two items into his hands to examine them.

Although the cultivation information on that identification hadn't been updated for a few years, it was more than enough.

A moment later,

Chrysanthemum Douluo let out a coy giggle.

"Haha. Good, good."

"To possess such cultivation at this age—among all the geniuses I've seen, none can surpass you!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Ye Qiu.

He hadn't expected the boy to be even more of a Genius than he imagined, nor had he expected that he had already joined Spirit Hall so early on.

The look in his eyes became even more satisfied.

Unable to help a sigh of regret in his heart, he said resignedly, "It seems I truly am unworthy to teach you."

"Senior flatters me; this Junior simply has slightly better luck."

Ye Qiu humbly raised his hand to take the items back, quickly stowing them back into his Soul Tool.

Ghost Douluo beside him

was also quite satisfied with Ye Qiu at this moment.

His talent was even more outstanding than the disciple of the Supreme Pontiff.

Precisely because of this, he should all the more leave with the two of them; if he were to perish prematurely, it would undoubtedly be a loss for Spirit Hall.

Thinking of this,

Ghost Douluo couldn't help speaking up as well.

"Kid, with your talent, you are more than a match for the geniuses in Spirit Hall. If you come, you will undoubtedly be appreciated by the Supreme Pontiff and receive focused cultivation!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded repeatedly, his face full of agreement.

"Correct, correct, Old Ghost is entirely right. What do you say, kid?"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stood behind Ye Qiu, watching him somewhat nervously.

Ye Qiu shook his head once more.

Before they could speak, he offered a guarantee.

"Two Seniors, rest assured, this Junior will certainly make a trip to Spirit City, but not right now. This Junior still has some trivial matters to handle, so I hope the two Seniors will forgive me!"

Hearing this,

the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Duo exchanged glances and no longer pressed the matter.

"Alright, then we'll wait for you in Spirit City." Chrysanthemum Douluo gave a slight nod, then reached out, waving his hand up and down as he looked at Ye Qiu with a warning gaze. "I'll make this clear first: if you dare to deceive us, then don't blame us for using methods!"

"How could that be? This Junior is the most trustworthy person."

Ye Qiu's face was full of solemnity.

Ning Rongrong behind him couldn't help but roll her eyes at her Damn Liar, lightly curling her lips.

A complete pack of lies! Where on earth was he trustworthy?

"Kid, take this token. From now on, whenever you come, both Old Ghost and I will cover you."

Chrysanthemum Douluo produced a token engraved with a chrysanthemum and tossed it to Ye Qiu.

"Thank you, Senior."

Under Ye Qiu's watchful gaze,

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo departed one after the other.

Ye Qiu raised a hand to wipe the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. Looking at the token in his hand, he accepted it peacefully—something is better than nothing.

Seeing him let out such a sigh of relief,

Ning Rongrong hugged Ye Qiu's arm, looking at him suspiciously as she asked curiously, "Damn Liar, did you lie to people again?"

"I don't know either."

Ye Qiu shrugged.

He wasn't even sure right now whether he should make that trip to Spirit City.

Although Bibi Dong was the future Rakshasa God,

right now, he was nothing more than a tiny nobody.

If he were to tell her that he wanted to read her memories, that would simply be like Shou Xing eating arsenic—tired of living.

"Hmph hmph, I knew you weren't honest."

Ning Rongrong shook Ye Qiu's arm, a trace of smugness actually flashing across her face.

As expected of this this young lady's man!

Ye Qiu chuckled and rolled his eyes at her, using his other hand to grasp Zhu Zhuqing's delicate fist and gently squeeze it.

"Zhuqing, after you go back, pack your things. We'll leave overnight tonight."

Zhu Zhuqing was slightly stunned.

Had Ye Qiu already finished what he needed to do? When...?

Looking at Ye Qiu,

Zhu Zhuqing nodded with a strange look in her eyes.

"Damn Liar, did you forget about this this young lady?" Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Qiu with lingering resentment.

"How could that be? Tonight, both of you come to my room; I'll wait for you."

Since they were leaving anyway, Ye Qiu didn't bother putting up any act. As he spoke, he raised his arms to pull both of them into his embrace, only to be quickly struggled out of by the two young women.

"You Damn Liar, if you have something to say, just say it, why are you being so handsy?"

Ning Rongrong disdainfully shoved Ye Qiu away, turning instead to link arms with Zhu Zhuqing.

Ye Qiu helplessly shrugged.

Although embracing beauties on both sides was difficult, fortunately, the two women didn't make a fuss.

On the other side,

once Ye Qiu had dismissed Chrysanthemum Douluo,

Thomas, considering the face of the Pope's Token, stated that he could give them a chance, but everything had to follow procedure.

Shrek Academy's qualification to run an academy needed to be reassessed.

Therefore,

for the sake of the life's work he had poured into it, Flender had no choice but to follow Thomas toward Soto City.

Wishing everyone a pleasant life!