Not long after.
Fu Qin lay on the bed in a starfish position, his face slightly pale, with a lingering weariness in his eyes.
He raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples, the erotic images from the medicinal bath still echoing in his mind, but his lips twitched uncontrollably.
An hour ago, Xiao Wu, clutching her round little belly and with a satisfied blush on her cheeks, walked briskly back to her room.
As she left, she turned back and winked at him, her eyes full of slyness and smugness.
And that's why Fu Qin looks so haggard.
It's all thanks to Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu's actions in the bathtub could only be described as utterly depraved.
Don't let the rabbit's small mouth fool you; it's incredibly soft and agile.
Fu Qin initially didn't take it seriously, enjoying Xiao Wu's personal service.
But it was during this enjoyment that he almost got sucked dry by the other party.
But even now, thinking back on that time, it still warms his heart.
However.
The soreness in his lower back and abdomen made him gasp again.
"Let's avoid doing things like this in the future, mainly because no one can handle it!"
Fu Qin angrily swore in his heart, but then he thought again...
It seems nice to have this happen once or twice now and then.
...
He lay on the bed, feeling the residual medicinal power of the bath slowly repairing his depleted energy, while pondering the hidden weapon blueprints that Tang San had given him.
Those ingenious designs, combined with his alchemy skills, could definitely create incredibly powerful hidden weapons. Whether for self-defense or as a gift for his "secret lover," they would be an excellent choice.
Before we knew it, an hour had passed.
Fu Qin slowly got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and the soreness in his waist had mostly dissipated, and his soul power had recovered to about 70-80%.
He was just about to wash up and prepare for his "revenge plan" that evening when Dean Flander's voice came from outside the door.
"Everyone, gather in my room."
Immediately afterwards, Yu Xiaogang's calm voice followed.
"Hurry up, don't waste time."
Fu Qin raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt rising in his mind.
Having just finished the Devil's Path Trial, everyone is still resting. According to the original plot, shouldn't they be given a good night's rest?
He quickly changed his clothes, tidied his appearance, and made sure that although he looked a little tired, he still had some energy left.
As I walked out of the room, I ran into Ning Rongrong who was walking towards me.
Ning Rongrong, dressed in a light purple dress, with a slender figure, saw Fu Qin and her eyes lit up instantly. She quickly walked forward.
"Brother Fu Qin, you received the notification too? I wonder what the Dean and the Master are going to announce."
Her gaze lingered on Fu Qin's face for a moment, and she seemed to notice the trace of weariness remaining in his eyes, so she asked with concern.
"You look a little tired. Did you soak in the herbal bath for too long?"
Fu Qin felt a warmth in his heart, reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone naturally concealing his embarrassment.
"It's nothing, it's probably because you haven't rested well."
He couldn't tell Ning Rongrong that he was so tired because he and Xiao Wu had too much fun in the medicinal bath.
Otherwise, next time it will be the two of them coming together.
Ning Rongrong nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She simply took his arm obediently.
"Then let's hurry up and go, so as not to keep the dean and the master waiting."
Although Ning Rongrong has regained her memories of her past life, no one except Xiao Wu knows about them, which gives her a lot of room to maneuver.
The two walked side by side toward the hall, encountering other students along the way.
Tang San stood at the entrance of the hall and saw Fu Qin and Ning Rongrong's intimate appearance. He smiled with great satisfaction and nodded to the two of them.
Xiao Wu quickly ran over. When she saw Fu Qin, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her usual charming demeanor.
"Brother Fu Qin, Sister Rongrong, let's go inside quickly!"
...
In the inn's lobby, the state of the people was vastly different, and the cruel traces left by the Devil's Path Trial were immediately apparent.
Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun stood side by side, their faces extremely grim.
Although he had soaked in the medicinal bath prepared by the master, the fatigue between his brows could not be concealed. His eyes were bloodshot, and his steps were unsteady. He had not yet recovered from the exhaustion of the 400-kilometer trek with a heavy load.
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, in particular, were frequently seen clutching their lower backs and abdomens, their brows furrowed, clearly indicating that their old injuries were still causing them pain.
However, the Oscars, who should have been there, were nowhere to be seen.
Everyone knew that the kid hadn't completed the training mission at all. In the end, Dean Flander couldn't stand it anymore and personally flew to the second half of the Devil's Path to bring him back, who was almost exhausted.
At this moment, Oscar was still unconscious in the medicinal bath, and didn't even have the strength to gather.
In stark contrast are Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.
Both of them had rosy complexions and were radiant, especially Xiao Wu, who was wearing a pink dress with a healthy blush on her cheeks and her eyes were bright as if they had been tempered with light. She exuded a sun-kissed aura and showed no signs of fatigue after the trial.
Ning Rongrong was equally stunning. Her pale purple dress accentuated her snow-white skin, and a faint smile played on her lips. She appeared relaxed and carefree, clearly having received Fu Qin's care throughout the journey without suffering any hardship.
Fu Qin stood beside the two women, his complexion not particularly good, his face slightly pale, and there was still some weariness in his eyes.
After all, Xiao Wu had "taken" from him so much that he was almost drained dry, and even with the nourishing medicinal bath, he was not able to fully recover.
Even so, he was much more energetic than Tang San and the other two, with an upright posture and steady breathing, only occasionally unconsciously rubbing his waist and abdomen.
Zhu Zhuqing was in a similar state to Fu Qin, her face also slightly pale, but her eyes were firm.
"Is everyone here?" Dean Flander frowned, glancing around before finally fixing his gaze on an empty seat. "Where's Oscar?"
"Dean, Oscar is still soaking in the medicinal bath, in a semi-comatose state, and won't wake up anytime soon."
Tang San spoke first, his tone tinged with helplessness.
"He really couldn't withstand this trial of the Devil's Path."
Flander's face darkened, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.
"My question is, when you crossed the Devil's Path, why did you leave him behind all by yourself?"
He had personally witnessed Oscar being left far behind, and if he hadn't arrived in time, the kid would probably have been killed in the Devil's Path.
Upon hearing this, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun's expressions turned even uglier.
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to explain something, but Tang San stopped him with a look.
Tang San took a step forward, his face showing just the right amount of embarrassment, and explained sincerely.
“Dean, it’s not that we want to abandon him. In fact, Fu Qin wanted to help Oscar share the burden from the beginning, but he refused on the spot with a very firm attitude.”