After finishing dinner.

Shen Fei thought Su Muyu would head to the training room again, but Su Muyu said, "We’re leaving tomorrow, better not train and lose track of time, let’s just stay home tonight."

Shen Fei’s eyes lit up, but he said nothing, while Su Muyu stretched lazily, showing off her graceful form.

"I’m going to take a shower first, and don’t you follow me." Su Muyu glared at Shen Fei.

This beast previously had her admire herself in the mirror, recalling her seductive demeanor then.

Su Muyu blushed, hurriedly running upstairs as if something monstrous was chasing her.

Shen Fei leaned on the sofa watching videos, but his eyes occasionally darted upstairs.

The Empress, reading a novel nearby, glanced at Shen Fei’s expression and said irritably, "If you want to go up, then just go up already."

Shen Fei stood, stretched as if pretending, and said, "It’s getting late today, I should go up and rest."

"You all rest early too."

Vast Heaven Daoist Venerable, immersed in anime, nodded, but after coming to his senses, wondered, "Hmm? The master is resting so early today?"

But by that time, Shen Fei had already gone upstairs.

The Empress said coolly, "Alright, be good. Go back to watching your anime."

The Medicine Ancestor touched his mask and chuckled, "Hehe, I wonder when we’ll have a little master."

"What?"

The Empress squinted slightly, "Isn’t one master enough? Adding a mistress already spreads the master’s attention from us.

And having another little master..."

The Medicine Ancestor laughed, "Empress, you’re too possessive over the master."

The Empress glared at him, "Mind your own business, rotten medicine peddler. Did you finish the potion the master asked for?"

"I’m waiting on one more ingredient. No need to get angry, you’re just a smelly medicine seller. Hehehe."

Suddenly.

There was an exclamation from upstairs, while the Empress shook her head helplessly, waving her hand.

The [Colorless Realm Divine Power] surged, enveloping the room where Shen Fei stayed.

Preventing any sound from being transmitted outside.

Next day.

Su Muyu appeared with a rosy face, mumbling, "Already preparing to go out and I don’t even get to rest. Beast."

She slurped her noodles aggressively, as if imagining they were a certain someone.

Luckily, the Professional’s constitution is pretty good, she thought, why did she foolishly agree to Shen Fei a couple of days ago?

Just as they’re about to leave tomorrow, with the Empress taking care, she wouldn’t even need to fight, that guy just exhausted her instead.

The Empress glanced at the muttering Su Muyu and smiled, shaking her head.

Seeing the Empress’s gaze, Su Muyu thought she was eating too slowly and making the Empress wait, "Empress sister, wait a moment. I’ll finish soon."

Because of their intelligence.

Su Muyu treated the Empress and them as real people without the sense of them being Summoned Beasts.

"No rush, we’re heading to the north, to Liao City, the train won’t be fast."

The Medicine Ancestor placed a bowl of cooled soup before Su Muyu, smiling, "Mistress, this is a specially made soup to warm you up."

"Thanks."

Su Muyu’s eyes lit up; the Medicine Ancestor’s herbal dishes didn’t have the strong herbal smell, but instead, after blending, left a fragrant aroma.

The remaining flavor was slightly sweet.

After eating and drinking her fill, Su Muyu set off with the Empress.

Meanwhile.

At the logistics department of Imperial University.

A group of five, injured and battered, walked in, their equipment stained with dirty blood.

"Why are the tasks assigned by the school always so difficult?" Ye Miao, the leader, complained, a still-healing scar marking her cheek.

Within the group, the mage Yun Jiuzhou couldn’t help but ask, "Did the captain offend someone in Zhenyuan?

I remember the monthly tasks are allocated by Zhenyuan."

They’re only First Transformation at best, yet the school sent them to clear a Beast Tide of Tier Three Exotic Beasts, even Tier Four Beast Kings?

Isn’t this a joke?

Even though their combined strength could manage, it would be extremely arduous, tasks like these are usually handled by several teams together.

Yet this time, it was just the five of them.

They almost alarmed the Tier Four Beast King; just as Yun Jiuzhou finished speaking, someone suddenly approached from not far away, "Jiuzhou."

"Sister Lan."

Seeing the newcomer, Yun Jiuzhou’s expression changed because, being from the South China Area as well, he was fairly familiar with Zhao Shanlan.

She was nearly a Tier Three Professional, considered top among sophomore students.

But now the situation looked rather bleak, her right hand was gone.

Where Zhao Shanlan’s right hand would have been, there was just a bandage.

"Your right hand?..." Yun Jiuzhou asked worriedly, "Why not have a healer attach it?"

For a Professional, losing a limb wasn’t such a big deal.

As long as there’s a healer, it could be quickly reattached.

Zhao Shanlan looked helpless: "There’s a queue. Zhenyuan scheduled me for the latter half of the month, it might take some time."

Yun Jiuzhou was puzzled, "That’s not right, with Sister Lan’s skills.

You still need to wait until the latter half of the month? And isn’t it assumed that those with serious injuries get treated first?"

Moreover, Zhao Shanlan being an Assassin, without her right hand.

She’d be stuck just attending classes for half a month, unable to even fight.

Zhao Shanlan shook her head, then looked around and whispered, "Zhenyuan has its eyes on people from the South China Area, most who joined Zhenyuan have been expelled."

"Some seniors haven’t been expelled but are being marginalized."

"Also, activities related to them are delayed if possible, if not possible, they’ll make them as difficult as they can."

Ye Miao couldn’t help but ask, "So what’s going on?"

Zhao Shanlan mentioned a name, "Shen Fei."

"Shen Fei?"

Hearing this name, everyone was a bit confused; what did this have to do with Shen Fei?

Zhao Shanlan explained the conflict between Shen Fei and Zhenyuan’s vice president, and Yun Jiuzhou frowned as he listened.

"So it’s the gods’ fight, and we’re the collateral damage."

Ye Miao said with a wry smile.

The tank in the team, Fangtu, was also filled with resentment, "So everyone’s being trampled on, and Shen Fei has no say in the matter?"

"So many people suffer because of him."

Zhao Shanlan shrugged, "Someone asked Shen Fei in class, he said he’s handling it."

"Handling it? If he was handling it, would Sister Lan still be like this? I think Shen Fei is just a coward."

Fangtu sneered; from his perspective, Shen Fei obviously had great strength and fighting with Jiang She wouldn’t change anything.

Now, students from the South China Area are all paying for his actions.

Yun Jiuzhou also looked displeased, remembering that when he first entered school, Zhao Shanlan took quite good care of him.

Over time, they developed a good relationship, with some ambiguous feelings.

Now seeing Zhao Shanlan affected because of unrelated events, naturally, he held poor opinions of both parties involved.

He couldn’t help but ask, "Isn’t Shen Fei the top scorer in the entrance exam? With the school valuing him so much, can’t he say something.

Others shouldn’t be affected like this."

Ye Miao shook his head, "It’s hard to say, everyone knows Zhenyuan has been entrenched in the university for a long time.

They have countless connections.

Not to mention what they’re doing, is all by the book. They’re just taking things to the lowest limit of the rules."

A voice interjected, "Everyone, interested in learning about our Innovation Association?"

The talking group turned to see a young man with delicate features holding a folding fan.

It was he who had spoken.

"And you are?"

"Tang Yann, the current head of the organizational department of the Innovation Association."