Chapter 300 Separated by Immortal and Mortal Realms, Three Second-Level Gods VS Zhu Zhuqing!
Heaven Dou Empire, Shrek Academy.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on this once vibrant land, but only cast desolate shadows.
Since the upheaval at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, the Shrek Seven Devils have completely fallen apart.
Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were all chosen by Tianmu to be explorers.
Today, Shrek Academy's wooden signboard, once carved with a green monster, is cracked in the middle and hangs crookedly on the gate, unrepaired.
In front of a dilapidated wooden house behind the college.
Oscar, dressed in a faded coarse linen coat, was wielding a somewhat rusty iron axe, chopping at the dead wood on the ground, again and again.
He was covered in sweat, and his once charming face was now full of exhaustion.
On the steps of the wooden house, Ning Rongrong hugged her knees and stared blankly at the sky in mid-air.
On the ground beside her lay half a cold piece of dry food.
"Rongrong, stop looking and eat first."
Oscar put down the iron axe, wiped the sweat with the towel draped over his shoulder, and sat down on the steps.
"These important figures in the sky are too far removed from us. We still have to live our own lives."
Ning Rongrong did not speak.
She simply watched the devastating scenes on the screen, her eyes slightly reddening.
Once, she was the pampered little devil of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but the changes in just one year were like a nightmare from which she could not wake up.
Just then, a very slight breeze blew past the old locust tree in front of the wooden house.
It did not disturb the birds in the trees, nor did it stir up the fallen leaves on the ground.
But Oscar suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Almost instinctively, he turned around abruptly, shielding Ning Rongrong behind him.
In an open space less than five steps in front of them.
Suddenly, a tall figure wearing a black fitted long dress appeared.
She stood there quietly, as if she had become one with the surrounding air and light.
If Oscar hadn't actually seen her with his own eyes, he wouldn't have even realized there was a living person standing in front of him.
"who?!"
Oscar gave a low, wary shout.
The woman slowly turned around.
When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on that cold and exquisite face, yet exuding an aloofness.
Oscar's breath hitched.
Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind him, stood up directly from the steps, and the half piece of dry food in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Zhu...Zhu Qing?"
Ning Rongrong's voice was trembling. She rubbed her eyes hard, hardly believing what she was seeing.
The cultivator Zhu Zhuqing, who was in the sky, actually appeared in this dilapidated Shrek Academy.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the two people in front of her.
Looking at Oscar's rough hands and Ning Rongrong's thin face.
She did not release any aura, nor did she float in mid-air as she did in the Star Luo Imperial Palace.
She stepped on the dry leaves on the ground, walked step by step to the old wooden table in front of the two of them, pulled out a bench, and sat down.
"It's me."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very flat.
Ning Rongrong's eyes stung with tears, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She rushed over and hugged Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders tightly.
"Zhuqing! It really is you!"
Ning Rongrong burst into tears, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered over the past year and the pain of Shrek Academy falling apart.
Zhu Zhuqing did not push her away.
But she didn't hug Ning Rongrong back like she used to.
She simply let Ning Rongrong hold her and cry, her cold eyes fixed on the rusty iron axe on the wooden table, her gaze as still as a pool of water, undisturbed.
Two different situations in one year.
The boundary between mortals and cultivators was vividly demonstrated at this moment.
After crying for a long time, Ning Rongrong finally let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand, her eyes red and swollen, and sat down opposite her.
Oscar quickly ran into the cabin, rummaged through the chests and cabinets and found three chipped rough porcelain teacups. He used the hot water that had been boiled on the stove to brew a pot of slightly moldy, low-quality tea leaves, and carefully poured a cup for Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhuqing, there's nothing left in the academy now, except for this… Please don't mind it." Oscar rubbed his hands together, looking a little awkward.
Zhu Zhuqing picked up the chipped, coarse porcelain teacup.
The tea was cloudy and had a musty, stale smell.
Compared to the immortal tea brewed with the divine spring water of the Nine Heavens and the tea leaves of the Ten Thousand Year Enlightenment in the Primordial Immortal Court, this cup of water is not even as good as mud.
But Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate.
She brought the teacup to her lips, took a small sip, and swallowed.
"good."
Setting down her teacup, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the two of them and slowly spoke:
"I won't be back for long this time."
"The matter on Xingluo has been settled. I'm here to say goodbye to you all."
Upon hearing the word "farewell," both Ning Rongrong and Oscar felt a sudden sinking feeling in their hearts.
"Zhuqing, are you... never coming back?" Ning Rongrong asked cautiously.
"No, thank you."
Zhu Zhuqing watched as the sky outside the wooden house gradually darkened.
"The path to immortality and the path to mortal life are not the same."
"You saw it in the sky as well."
"A mere wisp of energy from that world could crush this continent."
"Although I am just a servant in the Celestial Court, I have been there for a long time and have become tainted by the karma of that place."
"If I continue to stay here, even the slightest karmic backlash I inadvertently leak will bring annihilation to this continent."
Zhu Zhuqing turned her head and looked at Ning Rongrong.
"The Shrek of the past is dead."
"You don't need to dwell on the past anymore."
Zhu Zhuqing reached out and gently brushed her hand across the table.
Two extremely small, emerald-green leaves appeared out of nowhere next to the rough porcelain teacup.
Those were two withered leaves she swept off the divine tree while sweeping the main peak of the Primordial Immortal Court.
Although the spiritual energy has been completely dissipated, it is still an unimaginable treasure for the people of Douluo Continent.
"We've known each other for a while."
Zhu Zhuqing stood up.
"Keep these two leaves. Steep them in water and drink the infusion. It will allow you to cultivate to the Title Douluo level without any bottlenecks and extend your lifespan by five hundred years."
"Leave Tiandou City, find a small village where no one knows you, live in anonymity, and live out the rest of your life in peace."
After saying this, Zhu Zhuqing turned to leave.
My earthly ties have ended.
After finishing that cup of cheap, coarse tea, she had no more ties to Douluo Continent.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar looked at the two leaves on the table, and then at Zhu Zhuqing's resolute back. Tears streamed down their faces again, but they couldn't utter a single word.
They knew that Zhu Zhuqing was right.
However, just as Zhu Zhuqing stepped out of the courtyard in front of the wooden house, the sky, which had already darkened, suddenly darkened again.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, the clouds above Shrek Academy were also forcibly torn apart by three beams of light.
The sky on the left was dyed a fiery red that seemed capable of burning everything;
The sky on the right turned into a vast expanse of deep blue;
Right in the center was a raging, incomparably violent, blue hurricane.
Water God, Fire God, Wind God!
The primordial divine light of the three second-level deities directly sealed off the space within a radius of a hundred miles.
(End of chapter)