"Heh heh! Didn't expect this, huh!"

When Wang Dong rushed back to the dorm like a startled fawn, practically fleeing, her useless heart was still pounding—thump! thump! thump!—as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

She threw herself into the little cubicle that belonged to her, using that thin cloth curtain—which at that moment felt like a lifesaving straw—to completely shut herself off from the outside world, and from the youth who had thrown her heart into chaos.

She leaned against the cold wall, gulping down breaths as she tried to calm the surging tide in her chest. But in her mind, everything that had happened today replayed uncontrollably like a revolving lantern: that private praise whispered close to her ear on the assessment field, the heaven-shaking phenomenon during their Soul Resonance, the clumsy yet warm embrace in the dorm, the hand that never let go during the hellish long-distance run, the Champion Dinner selflessly shared in the cafeteria... and, just now beneath the moonlight, his calm, Profound Eyes.

Scene after scene, frame after frame, like the Sharpest carving knife, carved the figure named "Long Yao" deep into her Soul Depth.

"Bastard... jerk... Big Liar..." She bit her lips and cursed him in her heart with every negative word she could think of. Yet she discovered, sorrowfully, that with every curse, that person's figure not only failed to blur, but instead became clearer and clearer, more and more... dazzling.

Her heart, which had been proud for eleven years, that indestructible castle of ice and snow built from the endless doting of her God King father and Goddess mother, had today been blasted into fragments and ruins by this youth she had only known for a single day, in a way she could neither understand nor resist.

There are still four hours left. No rush, Long Yao thought after checking the time. In the Vast Sea Ring, he found the Constant Temperature Double Jade Bed he had prepared to keep for himself, "cut" it in half, and turned it into a single bed.

And just as her heart was in turmoil, as she hugged her knees and tried to curl herself into a ball, that thin cloth curtain was suddenly, without warning, gently pulled open by a slender hand.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Wang Dong suddenly raised her head. What she saw was Long Yao's face with a hint of apology—and in his hands... a bed that emitted a soft glow, was obviously priceless at a glance, and had been carved from an entire piece of white jade?

Her brain crashed on the spot.

Then, before she could react at all, Long Yao had already walked into her small, private "territory" with an extremely natural posture, as if he were doing something no more ordinary than breathing.

Without much effort, he moved the hard wooden plank bed uniformly provided by the academy to the side. Then, amid a faint humming of Soul Power, he placed the white jade single bed—radiating a faint coolness and a warm, gentle sheen—precisely, seamlessly, into its original position.

The entire little cubicle was instantly illuminated by the soft glow emitted from that white jade bed, making it look like an immortal realm. Light flowed over the surface of the jade, and within it, faint natural patterns like clouds and mist could be seen. Just standing close to it, one could feel a strange energy that refreshed the heart and mind, calming the spirit and soothing the soul.

Wang Dong stared dumbfounded at all of this. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, wanting to ask, "What are you doing?" wanting to say, "Hurry up and take it away," but her throat seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and not a single syllable came out.

Then she heard his gentle words, carrying a trace of embarrassment.

"...You might not be used to sleeping here, so use mine instead..."

"...It's not that important. I just saw it while shopping and thought it looked pretty nice..."

When she heard those words, Wang Dong felt her worldview be violently overturned once again.

Not... that important?

Saw it... while shopping?

This was a constant-temperature jade bed made from Cold Marrow Warm Jade at least at the Thousand-Year Level! A treasure like this was enough to make any Titled Douluo's eyes turn red with envy! If it were put in an auction house, its value would be enough to buy several cities! And yet he had said it so casually, in a tone as if he were saying, "I bought this candied hawthorn on the way here"?

This guy... just what kind of monster was he?!

And Long Yao's next action and words were like the final straw, completely crushing her nerves that had long since been overwhelmed.

He reached out and pointed at her eye rims, still red and swollen from crying.

"...But it looks like you need it more than I do."

Boom—!!!

Wang Dong felt her mind turn completely blank in that instant.

So... so he remembered everything...

So he had done all of this because... because he had seen how wretched she looked when she cried...

So he was using this... this clumsy, extravagantly luxurious method to comfort her?

An unprecedented, surging emotion, mixed with enormous shock, extreme moved feelings, and an indescribable sourness and sweetness, instantly engulfed her entire being like the fiercest tsunami. She felt as though her heart was about to stop beating from the overwhelming emotional impact.

She saw that he did not look at her again. Instead, he bent down and, like a considerate elder brother, began making the bed for her. He smoothed the bedding flat and arranged the pillow neatly. Every action was filled with patience and gentleness.

"All right, that should do it."

After finishing everything, he straightened up, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. Then he turned and left the small cubicle, casually pulling the partition curtain shut for her—gently, carefully.

That curtain once again separated two worlds.

Only this time, beyond the curtain was no longer an unknown that made her uneasy. Instead, it was a presence named "protection" that made her feel incomparable peace of mind.

Wang Dong stood there blankly, like a statue petrified by magic. She could clearly hear faint sounds coming from the other side of the curtain. It was the sound of him moving the simple wooden plank bed he had replaced over to his own bed space. It was the slight rustle he made as he lay down on that hard wooden plank bed. It was the satisfied "OK, this works" he let out after lightly nodding in contentment.

He... had given the only good bed to her. Yet he himself was sleeping on that cold, hard wooden plank bed...

After who knew how long, Wang Dong finally moved like a sleepwalker, slowly, step by step, to the side of the white jade bed that emitted a soft glow.

She stretched out a trembling hand that almost didn't seem to belong to her, and gently touched the smooth, warm, suet-like surface of the jade.

A perfectly comfortable temperature instantly spread through her entire body from her fingertips. It was a constant warmth that made one feel relaxed from the depths of the soul.

Her line of sight gradually blurred.

The tears that had only recently stopped could no longer be held back. Like pearls from a broken string, they rolled silently, one large drop after another, from her beautiful powder-blue eyes and fell onto the mirror-smooth surface of the jade bed, splashing up circles of crystal-clear, shattered ripples.

Only, the tears this time no longer carried any grievance, anger, or sadness.

There was only a dike-break emotional flood that even she herself could not distinguish, completely filled by endless moved feelings, tremendous shock, and wisps of happiness so sweet it made her heart panic.

In the Livestream Room, the audience had already fallen into unprecedented madness because of this operation that could only be called a "godly move."

[I Really Only Know How to Give Freely]: ...Holy shit... I... what the fuck can I even say?!! He gave her a bed! He straight-up fucking gave her a bed!!! And it's a constant-temperature white jade bed!!! Streamer! You are my one and only living father!!!

[Lust is the Primary Productive Force]: Wuwuwuwu... I can't... I really can't take it anymore... What kind of plot from an immortal idol drama is this?! I'm a grown man, and right now I'm crying like a three-hundred-pound child! It's too moving! Too shippable!

[Keyboard Warrior Ninth-Rank Elder]: It's over... Completely over... Wang Dong, as a character, has already been emotionally killed by the streamer. You all need to understand just how terrifying the continuity of this whole sequence is! From physical contact (holding hands while running), to shared honor (Champion Dinner), and then to the final silent, luxurious, meticulously considerate dual gift of material and emotion (giving her the jade bed)! This is a flawless perfect combo, linked ring by ring and rising layer by layer, enough to break down any opposite sex's Psychological Defense Line! A complete dimensional strike!

[Defeat the Hypocritical Tang San]: Tang San! Tang San, did you see that?! Not only did someone hold your daughter's hand and feed her, now even her bed has been changed by someone else!!! God Slaying Blood Sword? What fucking use is that thing?! By the time your crappy sword flies over, your daughter's heart will already belong to someone else!!!

[Rich Women Love Me]: Wuu wuu wuu... baby Long Yao... why are you so good... why are you so gentle... Big sister... big sister wants a bed like that too... wuu wuu wuu...

[Rich Women Love Me] tipped [God King Level Space Law Comprehension Crystal] x1 (worth 10,000,000 yuan): Baby, take this! You deserve the best! Stop sleeping on that crappy wooden plank bed! With this, you can make as many beds as you want! Save one for big sister too!!!

Wang Dong did not know how she had climbed onto that bed. She only felt as if her entire body were floating in the clouds, wrapped in a warm and comfortable power, and the exhaustion of the whole day seemed to be swept away in an instant.

She curled up in the soft bedding and, through that thin curtain, looked at the blurry outline lying outside on the simple wooden plank bed.

In her heart, that tender seed named "admiration" absorbed enough sunlight and rain at that moment, and in an unstoppable way, it took root completely and sprouted.

And she knew nothing about it.

After Wang Dong had fully fallen asleep, Long Yao quietly went out to the rooftop of the dormitory, because he knew there was one very important! Very dangerous matter to resolve!

"I need to use a little special method to warn Tang San." Looking at the oppressive force in the sky that was aimed solely at Long Yao, he murmured to himself, "If he finds out that not only does his attack have no effect on me, but it will also hurt Wang Dong, I wonder if he'll want to die, hehe. But well, to keep Xiao Wutong from being sad, I can only use a special solution." He raised his hand and opened the Livestream Room's shop, looking at the screen while talking to himself. "Causal weapons, huh? I hate them the most. And it's even a blow from a God King. Let me see. It can't cause too much of a commotion, and I can't let anyone else discover it. What a headache." He sighed helplessly. "Got it! Then I'll show you what dimensional reduction really means! I'll let you see a natural world-ending cosmic disaster—a black hole." After exchanging for it with a light laugh, he tossed it toward the sky. (What Long Yao exchanged for here was only aimed at that attack and would not devour anything else. This was exactly what made a "Code Warrior" so incredible!)

On the roof of the dormitory building, the night breeze carried a trace of late-night chill as it swept across the empty rooftop. The instant Long Yao threw that tiny singularity flickering with strange light into the night sky, the entire world seemed to pause for an imperceptible moment.

It was not time stopping, but something even more fundamental—a tampering with the laws of physics.

With that thrown singularity as the center, a small patch of space was silently "deleted." Moonlight reached that place and was swallowed; the breeze passed through that place and returned to nothingness; even the eternal Guardian Formation above Shrek Academy had a tiny yet absolutely real "breakpoint" appear in its energy flow when it passed through that area.

This abnormality was so tiny, so hidden, that aside from Long Yao who had created it, no one in the entire Douluo Continent could sense its existence.

God Realm, Asura God Hall.

Tang San sat cross-legged on his icy throne, eyes shut tight. On his handsome face, however, there was a ferocious rage utterly unbefitting his status as a God King. Those hands that had once controlled the fates of countless living beings were now clenched tightly, his knuckles turning faintly white from excessive force.

Before him, a small blood-colored sword about three feet long, formed entirely from the purest divine power and causal Karma Fire as viscous as blood, hovered in the air, emitting waves of heart-shaking humming filled with the aura of destruction. Across the blade, countless profound and complex scarlet Divine Markings representing "judgment," "destruction," and "end" were flowing and flashing madly.

Twelve hours of condensation had cost him a full ten thousand years of divine power cultivation! This "God Slaying Blood Sword" was no longer a simple energy attack, but a sword of law that crossed planes, carrying part of his authority as the Asura God King, enough to sever karma and erase existence!

What he wanted was not merely to kill that ant who dared blaspheme his daughter. He also wanted to completely sever! Erase! that damned karmic red thread between that ant and his daughter, which had reached as high as 99%! He wanted him to disappear completely from this world, from Wang Dong's memories!

"The time... has come..." Tang San spat out words as cold as ten-thousand-year ice.

He suddenly opened his eyes. In those deep Blue Eyes, there was now only endless, frenzied Killing Intent! He stretched out his hand and jabbed heavily toward that small blood-colored sword!

"Die!!"

At his command, the God Slaying Blood Sword carrying the wrath of a God King instantly turned into a streak of blood-colored light that pierced through the barrier between the God Realm and the mortal world. It ignored the distance of space, ignored the passage of time, and from the level of karma itself, slashed viciously toward the "target" it had long since locked onto, located in Room 101 of Building Seven at Shrek Academy on Douluo Continent!

Shrek Academy, on the rooftop of the New Student Dormitory building.

In the instant before the God Slaying Blood Sword descended from the level of karma, that terrifying divine might, suppressed to the extreme as if it wanted to crush the entire soul, finally reached its peak!

It was an absolute oppression that surpassed all senses and acted directly upon the true spirit! Under this divine might, any Titled Douluo would instantly lose their mind, kneel, and submit, unable to even form the thought of resistance!

However, in the next second.

When that blood-colored sword shadow that had torn through the void was about to touch the layer of chaotic karmic barrier Long Yao had laid over the dormitory, a point silently appeared in its path.

An absolute, pure point of "nothingness" that reflected no light and emitted no aura.

It was precisely the programmed miniature black hole Long Yao had set up.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no energy collision that destroyed heaven and earth.

There was only an absolute silence and... devouring that made one shudder from the depths of the soul.

The God Slaying Blood Sword, carrying the wrath of a God King and capable of severing karma and erasing existence, was like a stream thrown into an endless abyss the instant it touched that miniature black hole. It could not even stir up a single ripple.

The terrifying divine power at the sword's tip, enough to destroy a Limit Douluo, was devoured.

The constantly flowing lawful Divine Markings on the blade were distorted, stretched, and then devoured.

The wisp of God King will belonging to Tang San contained within the sword let out a soundless cry filled with shock and unwillingness, and then, together with that ten-thousand years of divine power cultivation, it was utterly, completely, cleanly devoured!

The entire process was faster than the blink of an eye.

After the God Slaying Blood Sword's last trace of blood-colored light was completely erased by that patch of absolute "nothingness," the miniature black hole that had completed its mission also quietly dispersed, as if it had never appeared.

The night breeze on the rooftop remained cool.

The bright moon in the night sky remained clear.

Inside the dormitory, Wang Dong, lying on the white jade bed, merely furrowed her delicate brows slightly the instant the karmic threat aimed at her was completely erased. She let out a faint murmur like sleep talk, then turned over and slept even more sweetly, even more peacefully.

Everything seemed as if nothing had happened at all.

God Realm, Asura God Hall.

"Pfft—!!!"

At the same time the God Slaying Blood Sword was devoured, Tang San, who was seated on the throne with a trace of ferocious delight still on his face, shuddered violently. The moment he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of golden blood containing a vast sacred aura!

His complexion turned as pale as gold paper in an instant! That bloodline-connected sense between him and the God Slaying Blood Sword had been completely and permanently severed in an utterly brutal way that he could not understand at all!

That feeling was as if a part of his own body had been forcibly erased... from the very root of existence!

"No... impossible..."

Tang San's eyes were filled with unprecedented, immense shock and confusion. He stared fixedly at his own hands, feeling the tremendous emptiness and stabbing pain coming from within his body after his divine power had been forcibly stripped away. His whole being sank into a nearly deranged state of disbelief.

His God Slaying Blood Sword... the sword of law he had spent ten thousand years of cultivation condensing, enough to threaten a God King of the same level... was just... gone?

It had not been blocked, nor shattered, but... completely and utterly vanished?! It had been directly "eaten" by some higher, more fundamental "law" that he could neither understand nor perceive at all?!

What kind of power was this?!

The God of Destruction? He could not do it! His divine power of destruction was powerful, but it still remained within the rules!

The Goddess of Life? Even more impossible!

The God of Evil? The God of Goodness? Their authorities definitely could not reach the level of directly erasing karma and devouring laws!

Could it be... some even more terrifying existence that had never appeared before, hidden beyond the God Realm?!

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold that seeped into his marrow surged from the soles of this God King's feet straight to the crown of his head! For the first time, he felt deep doubt and... fear toward his own omnipotent power, toward this world he thought he knew so well.

He realized that the being in the lower realm, the one he had thought was merely an ant he could crush to death with a casual pinch, had a terrifying abyss hidden behind him—one completely beyond his imagination, enough to overturn everything he knew!

He no longer dared to act recklessly.

On that deathly pale face of his, for the first time, there appeared an expression called "wariness."

The Livestream Room had long since fallen completely still because of this scene that could only be called a "miracle." Only after a full dozen seconds did an unprecedented frenzy of Danmu erupt like a tsunami and a collapsing mountain!

[I Really Only Know How to Give Freely]: ...I... I have nothing to say. I really have nothing to say.

[Lust is the Primary Productive Force]: A black... black hole... he fucking pulled out a black hole?! Am I watching Douluo Continent, or am I watching The Three-Body Problem?! Streamer! You are my god!!!

[Keyboard Warrior Ninth-Rank Elder]: (This user's brain has crashed from excessive shock and is temporarily unable to speak.)

[Defeat the Hypocritical Tang San]: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Awesome!!! So damn awesome!!! Did you see Tang San vomiting blood?! He looked like a quail scared out of its wits! Hahahaha! Serves him right for showing off! Serves him right for not acting human! Now he knows fear, huh! Now he knows there is always someone stronger, and a heaven beyond heaven!

[Rich Women Love Me]: I... oh my god... baby Xiaoyao... you... just how many surprises are you still hiding... This... this power that has already surpassed Deities, like a creator's power... Wuwuwu... so handsome... so handsome my Legs are weak...

[Rich Women Love Me] tipped [Super Artifact Fragment of the Wheel of Time] x1 (value: 80,000,000 yuan): Baby! This is for you! I don't care whether you can use it or not! Take it! You must take it! This is big sister's worship of you! A sacrifice to a god!!!

[I Really Only Know How to Give Freely] tipped [God King Godhead] x1 (value: 99,999,999 yuan): Dad!!! It's not too much to call you Dad, right!!! Take it! I'm giving you all my assets! From now on, I'm your most loyal believer! If you say one, I will never say two!

On the Rooftop, Long Yao felt the malice and killing intent that belonged to Tang San, which had been shrouding the entire dormitory, vanish without a trace in an instant like a receding tide. A satisfied, icy smile appeared on his face.

(This is only the beginning, Tang San. Enjoy the... surprise I prepared for you.)

The crisis had been resolved in silence.

In the God Realm, the Asura God Hall, that symbol of supreme killing and the authority of judgment, was at this moment as deathly still as an ancient tomb abandoned for ten thousand years.

Tang San still sat upon his icy throne, but the God King majesty he once possessed, the majesty of controlling everything and overlooking All Beings, had long since vanished. His face, handsome enough to eclipse the sun and moon, was deathly pale, and a striking smear of golden divine blood still remained at the corner of his mouth. His body trembled faintly, uncontrollably.

He was afraid.

This legend who had once used a Mortal body to fight Deities head-on and ultimately ascended to the position of God King, this Asura God who had never felt the slightest fear through countless life-and-death battles, tasted the thing called "fear" for the first time in his long and glorious life.

It was not the vigilance one felt when facing a powerful enemy, nor the solemnity of being in desperate straits. It was something... even more fundamental, born from the deepest instincts of life itself, the absolute trembling of an ant gazing up at the universe!

Just now, the sword of law he had spent ten thousand years of cultivation forming, one that contained part of a God King's authority, had, within his own senses, disappeared into thin air just like that, silently and without a trace...

It had not been shattered by a stronger power, nor canceled out by a more profound law.

It had been "erased."

It was like a painter using an eraser to gently and effortlessly wipe away a line on drawing paper, completely removing it without leaving even the faintest trace.

This power had already completely exceeded the scope of his understanding! This was no longer the domain of "divine power," but the domain of... "creation" and "destruction"! It was a higher-dimensional power belonging to the Creation God, or even surpassing the Creation God!

Just as Tang San's mind was still immersed in that endless abyss of terror, the one Representing absolute "nothingness," unable to extricate himself...

The cold, hard space before him, forged from the God Realm's highest-grade Dark Star Divine Iron, suddenly rippled with a nearly imperceptible, eerie ring like the surface of water into which a pebble had been tossed.

There were no energy fluctuations, no warning from any law. The Guardian Formation of the Asura God Hall, which was powerful enough to withstand the joint attacks of several God Kings, showed no reaction at all.

Immediately afterward, at the center of that ripple, space was silently "folded." A perfectly round pill, with an ancient stone texture and not the slightest luster on its surface, and a neatly folded sheet of paper that looked like the most ordinary White Paper in the mortal world, appeared out of thin air and quietly floated before his throne.

Tang San's pupils, suddenly constricted from shock, stared fixedly at these two objects that had appeared from nowhere, objects so ordinary they could not be more ordinary. In that instant, all the divine power in his body was raised to its peak, and an unprecedented vigilance made every hair on his body stand on end!

Carefully, he released his Asura Divine Sense, powerful enough to peer into the microscopic world, and probed toward the pill and the scrap of paper.

His Divine Sense swept over them.

But the information that came back made this God King fall into a daze once again.

That pill... contained pure source divine power, pure to the extreme, without the slightest impurity or imprint of will, an entire ten thousand years' worth! Not a bit more, not a bit less—exactly the amount he had just lost from using the "God Slaying Blood Sword"!

And that scrap of paper... was just an utterly ordinary piece of paper. There was no divine power on it, no curse, no trap. There were only some words written in the most ordinary kind of ink.

What... what did this mean?!

That terrifying existence hidden in the lower realm, the one with world-destroying power, had casually erased his strongest strike, yet not only did he not press his advantage, he instead... instead returned the divine power he had consumed? And included a... manual?!

What kind of humiliation was this?! What kind of absolute contempt was this, high above all else, like a Deity toying with ants!

Tang San felt his Face burn with pain, even more humiliating than being viciously slapped a hundred times in front of everyone! The fury that had only just died down showed a faint sign of reigniting once more.

But in the next second, when his Divine Sense "saw" the contents written on that sheet of paper, the fury that was about to flare back to life was drenched from head to toe as though by a basin of Absolute Zero Ice Water from beneath the Nine Netherworlds, leaving not even a single spark behind!

There were only a few sparse lines of words on that sheet of paper. The handwriting was elegant, yet carried a sharpness that pierced straight through the heart.

"If this sword had struck, your daughter would have borne the brunt, suffering ninety-nine percent of the karmic backlash."

"When that time comes, your divine soul will shatter, your memories will become ruins, and you will be reduced to a walking corpse, forever sinking into endless damnation."

"Your love is not protection. It is destruction."

"Please conduct yourself with dignity."

Boom—!!!!

Those lines of text were like bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, exploding wildly in his mind, in his Soul Depth!

An icy terror, a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger than what he had felt from the "Power of World Destruction" just now, strong enough to freeze his divine soul completely, swept through his entire body in an instant!

He... he had almost... just now... with his own hands... killed his own daughter?!

That was right! The God Slaying Blood Sword severed karma! And at this moment, the one whose karma was most deeply entangled with that mysterious Youth was precisely his precious daughter, Wang Dong, who had a 99% soul compatibility with him!!!

If his sword had fallen, even if it really could have erased that Youth, the violent karmic backlash, powerful enough to tear apart the laws of a God King, would absolutely have torn Wang Dong, the connection point of that karma, completely to pieces at the First Moment!

He remembered now! In the instant before he launched his attack, he seemed to have sensed that his daughter was protected by a layer of hazy gray Chaos Power that he could not see through at all. So... so that had not been a defense laid down by that Youth. It had been... it had been that Youth protecting his own daughter from... from the fatal attack of her own biological father!

"Pfft—!"

Under the violent shock to his mind and spirit, Tang San could no longer hold it back. Another mouthful of golden divine blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, staining the ground before him in mottled patches.

He stretched out a hand trembling like a Falling Leaf in the wind, wanting to take that thin sheet of paper, only to find that the paper seemed to weigh billions of tons at this moment. He actually did not even have the strength to pick it up!

His mind went completely blank.

Rage? Humiliation? Resentment?

All of it vanished.

What replaced it was endless lingering fear, remorse, and... deep disgust toward himself, enough to drown him completely!

He, Asura God Tang San, law enforcer of the God Realm, had nearly become the executioner who destroyed his own daughter with his own hands, all in the name of protecting her!

And that Youth he had regarded as an ant, as a love rival, the Youth he had wanted to grind to dust and scatter to the wind, had instead been secretly protecting his most precious treasure on behalf of him, this unqualified father!

How ironic! How tragic! How... laughable!

Like a stone statue drained of all color, he slumped on that cold throne, silent for a long, long time.

Who knew how much time passed before he slowly raised his hand with all the strength in his body. That ancient pill and that feather-light sheet of paper seemed to be drawn by some force, slowly flying into his palm.

He looked at the pill in his hand, then at the words on the paper, and a smile appeared on his Face, uglier than crying, filled with endless bitterness and self-mockery.

In the end, without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed that pill condensed from ten thousand years of divine power together with that scrap of paper that bore both enormous humiliation and a life-saving grace.

He knew that from this moment on, the so-called "war" between him and that Youth from the lower realm had already ended.

It had ended in a way he had never imagined, with the most thorough, most humiliating, utterly complete crushing defeat.

He had lost. Lost completely and utterly, battered beyond recognition.

On the Rooftop, Long Yao sensed that Divine Sense from the distant God Realm, filled with shock, remorse, and wariness, withdraw completely. The corner of his mouth curved into a satisfied arc, as if everything was firmly within his grasp.

He knew that his "future father-in-law" would no longer dare to provoke him again for a short while.

And his Livestream Room had long since fallen into a frenzy ten times more fanatical than before, a total madness!

[I Really Only Know How to Give Freely]: Dad! Dad!!! I'm kneeling to you!!! Slap him in the face, then give him a sweet date! No! This is fucking flattening someone's capital with a Star Destroyer first, then airdropping a medkit afterward!!! You killed him! And crushed his heart too!!! Dad! I understand now! I completely understand!!!

[Lust is the Primary Productive Force]: I cried watching this... I really cried... I thought the Streamer was just strong, but I didn't expect him... to be this gentle too! He did all of this just so Wang Dong wouldn't be sad! That little note! That pill! What kind of Immortal Husband is this!!! Wang Dong! Did you fucking save the entire God Realm in your past life?!

[Keyboard Warrior Ninth-Rank Elder]: (User has recovered brain, rebooting)... Tactical review: This operation can be Named the "God King Taming Plan." The core concept lies in destroying the opponent's will to fight by displaying "absolute, incomprehensible, crushing power," then dismantling the opponent's reason to fight through "collateral damage warning and insignificant compensation." The ultimate strategic goal achieved was not merely eliminating the threat, but transforming a potential, uncontrollable "mortal enemy" into an Observer who harbored fear, dared not act rashly, and would even, to some extent, "thank" you. This... this is... this is the art of diplomacy! This is the ultimate form of war!

[Defeat the Hypocritical Tang San]: Hahahahahahaha!!! Good! Good! Let him eat it! Let him swallow that pill and that paper together! Tang San! The biggest loss you've ever taken in your life is today! Hahahaha! Satisfying! So satisfying I can eat three extra bowls of rice tonight!

[Rich Women Love Me]: Wuwuwuwu... my precious baby... you're just too charming... this wisdom and power that controls everything... this ultimate gentleness toward the one you love... Big sister... big sister can't pull herself out anymore... Big sister is willing to give everything for you...

Long Yao paid no further attention to the revelry in the Livestream Room. He turned around, and with a flash of his figure, silently returned to that dark yet peaceful room.

He lay on his hard wooden bed, listening to the even, sweet Breath Sound from behind the cloth curtain next door, and an incomparably gentle smile appeared on his face.

The night was still long.

And their story had only just begun.

Time: Douluo Calendar Year 2030 Season: Autumn First Day of Enrollment Night 00:30

Location: Shrek Academy, Central Plaza

Viewers: 412,876

Equipment: Shrek Academy Uniform x1, True Vast Sea Ring (Divine Artifact), Student Emblem x1

Items: Shrek Academy Uniform x1, Student Emblem x1, Dormitory Key x1

First Martial Soul: Soul Breaking Spear [Traits: Armor Break, Soul Devour, Penetration]

Second Martial Soul: Chaos Holy Dragon (Hidden) [Traits: Strength, Time, Space]

Soul Power: Level 45 (Soul Ancestor) [Status: True Vast Sea Ring Shielding, External Perception is Level 24]

Soul Rings: [Soul Breaking Spear] First Soul Ring (Yellow Hundred-Year), Second Soul Ring (Purple Thousand-Year), Third Soul Ring (Black Ten-Thousand-Year), Fourth Soul Ring (Black Ten-Thousand-Year)

[Chaos Holy Dragon] First Soul Ring (Black Thirteen-Thousand-Year), Second Soul Ring (Black Twenty-Eight-Thousand-Year), Third Soul Ring (Black Forty-Six-Thousand-Year), Fourth Soul Ring (Rose Gold Hundred-Thousand-Year)

Spirit Skills: [Soul Breaking Spear] First Soul Skill: Swift Shadow Stab, Second Soul Skill: Whirlwind Spear, Third Soul Skill: Armor Breaking Spiral, Fourth Spirit Skill: Thousand Spirit Spear Rain

[Chaos Holy Dragon] First Soul Skill: Star Ring, Second Soul Skill: Holy Dragon Claw, Third Spirit Skill: Void Claw, Fourth Spirit Skill: Time and Space Roar

Soul Bones: None

Souls: None

Reward Stash: [Million-Year Spirit Beast Inverse Scale] x1, [Starlight Sapphire Brooch] x1, [Tsundere Princess Strategy Manual Platinum Edition] x1, [God-Bestowed Soul Ring (Hundred-Thousand-Year)] x1, [Spring of Life (Concentrate)] x1, [Calming Incense] x1, [Dragon Blood Body Tempering Pill] ×10, [Space Storage Bracelet (Couple's Edition)] ×1, [God King Level Space Law Comprehension Crystal] ×1, [Super Divine Artifact: Time and Space Wheel Fragment] ×1, [God King Godhead (Incomplete)] ×1