Hu Liena Loses Her Heart, the Tormenting Little Witch

At Spirit Hall's Pope Palace halfway up the mountain, Hu Liena helped Bibi Dong handle Spirit Hall's various affairs.

Beside her, Bibi Dong casually inspected the memorials Hu Liena had reviewed, and her delicate brows gradually furrowed.

"Ah, Nana, you've really become obsessed." Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes held both reproach and affection.

After revising the memorial in her hand with a red steel pen, she looked at the bewildered Hu Liena. "Is that little fellow really so wonderful? You've been unable to forget him for a month, wandering around in a daze all day?"

Bibi Dong affectionately tapped Hu Liena's forehead. Hu Liena lowered her head, a blush appearing on her cheeks. "Teacher, I don't know either."

"You don't know? Then what have you been thinking about? This past month, Chrysanthemum Elder has reported your condition to me three times. You've even made mistakes during cultivation. And now you've made such serious blunders while reviewing memorials.

"I think your teacher should send someone to find him and recruit him into Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly. Ever since Hu Liena returned from Sunset Forest, the girl had often drifted off. She must have thought of that little fellow named Luo Chuan again while reviewing the memorials just now.

Hu Liena hurriedly shook her head at that. "Teacher, he doesn't plan to join Spirit Hall. It wouldn't be good for us to disturb him so rashly."

"You... then what do you think we should do?" Bibi Dong truly doted on Hu Liena. Though she was usually strict with her, she still had to ask Hu Liena's opinion on a matter of such importance.

Hu Liena shook her head. "I don't know either, Teacher. I don't know why, but it's as if he cast some kind of spell on me."

Hu Liena was deeply troubled as well. Over the past month, Luo Chuan would come to mind at the slightest provocation. She remembered how he had suddenly appeared and used his back to block a blade for her.

She remembered how, with the cultivation of a three-ringed Soul Master, he had forcefully slain a twenty-thousand-year Guillotine Mantis. She remembered their brief conversation, and that face that made one fall into it without realizing.

"If this goes on, you really will become obsessed." Bibi Dong was frustrated by her failure to live up to expectations. What kind of young man could make Nana, who had always held herself so highly, miss him like this?

Back then, when she had missed that man, it had been no more than this.

Hu Liena stopped reviewing memorials. Propping her chin up with both hands, she lay across the desk with a dazed expression, and that young man unconsciously came to mind again.

"Ow!"

Suddenly, Hu Liena cried out and covered her forehead.

Bibi Dong withdrew her jade-like hand. Watching her disciple's intelligence plummet at an alarming rate gave her a headache, and she somewhat regretted letting her go out to gain experience that time.

This was just great. She had gone out once, then returned as a lovestruck girl, practically turning into an idiot.

Hu Liena knew she had not been herself lately. Even after being struck by her teacher, she did not dare say anything. She merely pouted, her thoughts already showing signs of drifting away again.

"Go draw me a portrait of him." After thinking for a moment, Bibi Dong spoke to Hu Liena.

"Teacher~"

"Go! If you dare brush your teacher off, you'll suffer for it later."

Hu Liena muttered weakly, "But Teacher, you can't force him."

"Hmm?"

"I'm going!"

Hu Liena ran reluctantly out of Pope Palace and returned to her room.

Why would she need to draw his portrait? She had already secretly drawn one.

Holding Luo Chuan's portrait in her hands, Hu Liena's expression was rather complicated. Should I find you after all? Will you hate me because of it?

Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.

Flender left full of reluctance. Yet the moment he stepped out of Blue Tyrant Academy, he instantly let himself go, humming a little tune. "Erlong's beautiful, Erlong's wonderful, the way she..."

His little tune unknowingly exposed his innermost thoughts. Flender guiltily glanced around, then quickly left Heaven Dou City.

Shrek continued as usual, cultivating during the day and heading together to Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena at dusk.

Under Luo Chuan's leadership, Shrek's six-person team had already achieved thirty consecutive team victories.

Their individual Soul Arena matches also had a ninety-percent win rate.

At this time, the strength of Shrek's six members was:

Luo Chuan: Level 36.

Zhu Zhuqing: Level 36.

Ning Rongrong: Level 36.

Ma Hongjun: Level 36.

Oscar: Level 42.

Xiao Wu: Level 34.

A six-person team, with only one Soul Ancestor, had fought against seven-person Soul Ancestor teams. They had even maintained a month-long winning streak, leaving the organizers of Suotuo City's Soul Arena astonished.

Naturally, once a team's reputation reached a certain level, betting pools would inevitably open for their next Soul Arena match.

Although the odds on Shrek winning were very low, Luo Chuan and the others still earned quite a bit from them.

Shrek was finally no longer short on money.

Luo Chuan's own little treasury had also reached five figures.

"Life without that iron rooster is really, truly wonderful!" Luo Chuan hummed a little tune as Ning Rongrong approached him with a grin, leaning herself against him.

Luo Chuan's expression immediately changed. "Go, go, go. Stay wherever it's cool."

Seeing that Luo Chuan did not welcome her, Ning Rongrong did not care in the slightest. After all, she kept such a close watch on Zhu Qing that he could not sneak around with her.

"Oh, Luo Chuan~ Let's discuss a little matter~" Ning Rongrong spoke in an affected voice, coyly clutching Luo Chuan's hand.

"What is there to discuss? Why don't you act like this when I discuss things with you?" Luo Chuan looked at Ning Rongrong darkly. This little girl was extremely difficult to deal with.

She spent all day holed up in Zhu Zhuqing's room, leaving him no chance even when he climbed through the window at night. Daytime was even worse. Just trying to take a little advantage cost him tremendous effort.

"Let's discuss it~ Just a little." Ning Rongrong hugged Luo Chuan's arm, practically hanging off him.

Luo Chuan had no choice but to say, "Go on, what is it?"

"Well, I'm going home." Ning Rongrong blinked her large eyes at Luo Chuan as she spoke.

"If you're going home, then go home. Go on." Luo Chuan could not wait for Ning Rongrong to leave. Once she was gone, wouldn't Zhu Zhuqing be his to do as he pleased? No, how could that girl possibly give him the chance?

Sure enough, Ning Rongrong revealed a smug smile. "I invited Zhu Qing to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"..."

Luo Chuan was furious. If this little girl were not so young, he would definitely let her experience just how terrifying the frustration he had endured for so many days could be.

"Zhu Qing agreed?"

"Mm!"

"No. You can go back by yourself. Why are you taking Zhu Qing with you?"

"To guard against you, of course. Don't think I don't know what bad ideas you're plotting all day. I can't just watch you bully Zhu Qing."

"...Then what bad idea are you plotting?" Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes and met Ning Rongrong's gaze.

Ning Rongrong's little face flushed, and she shyly burrowed into Luo Chuan's arms. "Can't you tell what I mean~?"

"Hiss—"

Luo Chuan could not take it anymore. This little witch was far too good at tormenting people.

"Hehe, this young lady has taken a liking to you." Ning Rongrong's cheeks were rosy, as though she were joking. Yet her jewel-like eyes met Luo Chuan's, only to surrender in less than three seconds.

"What did you just say?" Luo Chuan leaned closer, his face only half a foot from Ning Rongrong's.