Master of Nine Stars

Chapter 90 - 72: That -

Rong Taotao pursed his lips and tattled, "Coach Si, she’s bullying me. Aren’t you going to do something about it?"

Up ahead, Si Huan Nian didn’t even turn her head. She just waved her hand impatiently. "Whatever it is, we’ll talk about it after we eat."

Rong Taotao: "..."

’Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? Is eating really the most important thing in the world?’

"By the way, we’ve had a duel scheduled for a while now. We agreed to it back during the Snowfield assessment, but we still haven’t fought," Stone Tower spoke up, issuing the challenge again.

"Fine by me." Rong Taotao subconsciously shrugged, but since one of his shoulders was being held down, only the other one moved. It was a strange sight.

"I bet my sister wins!" Shi Lan shouted, her face alight with excitement. "Ooh, a fight! Let’s do it right after dinner! What do you say, Juanjuan?"

"I bet Rong... I... I also bet Stone Tower wins." Fan Lihua started to say one thing, then suddenly changed her mind, which really ticked Rong Taotao off. ’That girl has good judgment, but she’s too protective of her teammates, speaking against her own conscience.’

’Speaking of which, how did Fan Lihua become the captain?’

’She’s strong enough, but her personality... It’s a good thing the Shi Family Sisters are so good-natured. If she were with two malicious people, they’d probably bully her to death.’

"Let’s do it tomorrow morning. We have evening classes after dinner," Rong Taotao said casually. "I’ve also learned a Great Xia Dragon Sparrow technique from Coach Si. It’ll be a good chance to clash blades with Stone Tower."

SNAP~

Stone Tower snapped her fingers, her face full of fighting spirit. "Perfect!"

As the young students chattered and bickered, Si Huan Nian, up ahead, walked faster and faster, probably starving. The group of five hurried to the cafeteria.

It was great having Si Huan Nian with them. The group enjoyed a nice meal in the faculty dining hall, said goodbye to Si Huan Nian who was still eating, and then headed to the academic building together.

In Songjiang Soul Martial City, the wind always howled, the snow always fell, and the sky was always dark.

The students could only tell the time by checking their phones. Class started at 18:45. Braving the wind and snow, they nearly got lost before they finally spotted the brightly lit academic building.

Yes, Rong Taotao had actually gotten lost on campus before...

It couldn’t be helped. The blizzard here was too intense. Even though the campus was dotted with streetlights, Rong Taotao sometimes still couldn’t get his bearings.

At three meters, you couldn’t tell a man from a woman; at five meters, you couldn’t tell a person from a beast.

Shi Lan once said, "Here at the great Pine Soul Soul Martial, we have no masters—just a bunch of blind people..."

...

"Haaa..." Rong Taotao breathed out a puff of cold air and shook the snow from his clothes before pushing open the main doors of the academic building. He then followed the familiar path to his classroom.

University classrooms are usually not fixed, but the Junior Class was different. Due to the small number of students, a single dedicated instructor, and a set curriculum, their classroom was also permanent.

The group arrived at a classroom in the northeast corner of the second floor. Inside the brightly lit room, the other students had already arrived.

Rong Taotao greeted Jiao Tengda and Lu Mang, and also saw Sun Xingyu chatting with Li Ziyi.

Rong Taotao thought about it for a moment but decided not to mention that he had run into Gao Lingwei again today.

The last time he saw that couple, it had really gotten to him. Rong Taotao didn’t feel like making himself uncomfortable again.

The classroom, which had been specially modified, still had nine small desks arranged in three rows. Everyone’s seat was the same.

Rong Taotao sat in the middle seat of the front row, directly facing the lectern. He propped his elbows on the desk, rested his chin in his hands, and gradually let his mind go blank.

The Cloud Dog inside him seemed to sense the change in temperature. It floated out of his body and settled down on Rong Taotao’s naturally curly hair.

Unfortunately, Rong Taotao’s head and hair were freezing cold and still damp with chilly drops of melted snow. The cold sent the Cloud Dog right back into his body...

"Is everyone here?" The classroom door opened. Yang Chunxi entered, wearing a beige trench coat and a white scarf. Her high heels clacked on the floor as she walked to the lectern and set down the book in her hand.

"Please take out your copies of *Modern History (Soul Martial Chapter)*," Yang Chunxi said as she unwound her scarf and walked over to the coat rack on the side of the room.

Even though there were only nine people in the classroom, the buzzing of conversation was quite loud.

Of all their subjects, *Modern History (Soul Martial Chapter)* was the Nine Little Souls’ favorite.

This was because Yang Chunxi didn’t just teach the content from the textbook; she also told historical stories that weren’t in the book.

It was less a history class and more a storytelling session.

Yang Chunxi’s voice was gentle and flowing. Honestly, after listening to three periods of this "bedtime story session," you were guaranteed to sleep like a log back in the dorms.

Among the Nine Little Souls, the only student who wasn’t very interested was Xu Taiping.

However, Xu Taiping sat in the back row. Since the other students were always listening with rapt attention, no one ever noticed his expression.

Yang Chunxi hung her scarf and trench coat on the rack, revealing a loose, beige knit sweater. It was a comfortable sight, and the homey attire was indeed perfect for telling bedtime stories.

But tonight’s history class was a little different.

At least for Rong Taotao, this class was special.

Holding a pen, he flipped through the book, his eyes falling on a mark he had made on a page a few days ago.

Involuntarily, Rong Taotao’s hand paused.

’Today... she’s going to talk about *that woman*...’

His gaze fell upon a black-and-white photograph in the textbook.

’I see you again. As expected, it’s still in a book.’

Rong Taotao looked at the woman in the picture, at her solemn expression and focused eyes. He thought to himself, ’Only this time... I’m a little closer to you...’