Tough Talk, Honest Body

"Um... could you not change clothes in front of me from now on?"

Qian Chaoguang rose expressionlessly, picked up the washbasin, and started to leave again.

Who was going to indulge that nasty habit of hers?

"Don't go!"

Wang Dong was practically losing her mind.

She had never met anyone who disliked her this much.

"At least say something to reject me! Or give me a reason, at minimum!"

Qian Chaoguang replied irritably, "What reason could there be? I'm not your dad, so why should I spoil you? What do I get out of not changing clothes in front of you? Are you going to pay me?"

With that, he immediately turned and left.

Fuck, he really did not want even the slightest interaction with this one-third princess.

Yet what he had not expected was that though he had spoken without thinking, Wang Dong had taken it to heart. She actually began seriously considering his offhanded angry remark.

When Qian Chaoguang returned after washing his clothes, Wang Dong was still sitting blankly on her bed, lost in thought.

"Hey."

Qian Chaoguang casually tossed her a broom.

Although Wang Dong had been thinking, her reflexes were quick. She caught the broom in one grab.

But the moment she saw what she had caught, her expression changed instantly.

"Ah! Y-you-you-you-you-you..."

"What are you stammering for? You dirtied the floor earlier. It's covered in dirt, so sweep it yourself."

Wang Dong jumped off the bed and pointed at herself in disbelief. "You want me to sweep the floor?"

Qian Chaoguang gave her a sidelong glance. "What else? Looking at you, you seem to have Germophobia, right? Perfect. From now on, we'll take turns cleaning the dorm every week. No problem with that, right?"

"Impossible!"

Wang Dong shrieked.

Was this guy deliberately trying to torment her?

He actually wanted her to clean?

Qian Chaoguang sneered. "Sweep if you want. If not, get lost and apply to the school for a different dorm. If you want to live here without doing any work, I'll toss something from the latrine onto your bed every day and see which of us is more disgusting. Unlike you, Miss Rich Girl, I may like cleanliness too, but I have no scruples. I can do any kind of lowdown thing."

Wang Dong's face turned green with anger at Qian Chaoguang's shameless words.

Just as she was about to fire back with something harsh, Qian Chaoguang spoke in a leisurely tone. "I wonder who used two Martial Souls and still couldn't beat someone who didn't even summon one. Didn't even have the slightest ability to fight back..."

After saying that, Qian Chaoguang closed his eyes and began meditating.

Wang Dong tightly gripped the broom in her hand, her expression changing again and again.

In the end, she was apparently still too angry to bear it and crushed the broom in one hand.

Qian Chaoguang opened one eye and praised her in surprise. "As expected of a little princess. Your family really is rich. You've definitely never read the School Rules, have you? A broom from Shrek costs fifty Gold Soul Coins. Remember to go pay the fine."

"Ah!"

Qian Chaoguang had enraged Wang Dong so thoroughly that her soul practically left her body. Raising her delicate fist, she punched at Qian Chaoguang, who was sitting cross-legged.

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Chaoguang had been watching with his Divine Sense the whole time. He had not truly begun cultivating at all.

In an instant, he rose to one knee from the bed, caught Wang Dong's incoming fist with his right hand, and sent her flying out of the room in an exceptionally graceful motion.

Qian Chaoguang had thrown Wang Dong out the window.

"Ventilating the dorm is such a good habit. Otherwise, why would one window cost three hundred Gold Soul Coins?"

After muttering that quietly, Qian Chaoguang truly entered a cultivation state this time, though he left a thread of Divine Sense outside to stay alert.

With her hair in disarray, Wang Dong charged in murderously with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand and swung it down at Qian Chaoguang's head.

However, just as the hammer was about to strike, Wang Dong could not help pulling back.

She merely picked up the broken broom and cursed viciously.

"Pah! Bastard! I'm generous, so I won't stoop to your level!"

Then...

Then she went to the logistics office to get a new broom, paid the fifty Gold Soul Coin fine, and returned to silently sweep the floor.

At the same time, she was seriously considering two questions.

First, should she spend some Gold Soul Coins to make Qian Chaoguang follow her rules?

Second, how much would be appropriate?

If Qian Chaoguang had known what she was thinking...

He would definitely have agreed at once and clearly set his price: ten thousand Gold Soul Coins per rule per semester. The more rules, the better.

He had no psychological burden whatsoever about fleecing the wealthy. Besides, Qian Chaoguang was desperately short on money right now.

At the very least, before the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition, he needed to find a way to save up, scrape together, or borrow more than a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins to buy that Ranked Engraving Knife.

It was best not to owe Shrek any favors if he could help it.

When Qian Chaoguang woke at noon, Wang Dong had already swept the floor clean and was now lying on her bed, staring blankly into space.

Without Huo Gua from the Original Work to push her, Wang Dong herself was a complete Lazy Dog, the kind who would never cultivate unless someone forced her to.

If not for that, with the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the God Realm, even if she had cultivated casually, she should at least be a Soul Emperor by now.

Her current twenty-first rank of Soul Power was very likely because Tang San had directly bestowed twenty ranks upon her, after which she absorbed two Soul Rings and rose to rank twenty-one.

After waking from cultivation and judging the time, Qian Chaoguang planned to take a bath, change into clean clothes, and then have lunch with Huo Yutong.

Naturally, he began taking off his clothes in the room.

Whether Wang Dong liked it or not?

What the hell did he care? He wished Wang Dong would move out already. Having an entire dorm room to himself would be wonderful.

Wang Dong abruptly sat up on her bed, a flush flying across her face.

"Y-you-you-you-you, why are you changing clothes in the room again?"

"Where else would I change? In your blankets?"

"Pervert!"

Wang Dong hurriedly wrapped herself tightly in her blanket, her Face Full Of terror.

"I wonder who the real pervert is. We're both men, so what the hell are you scared of? I call you a little princess, and you still don't like hearing it."

Qian Chaoguang looked thoroughly disgusted. Although he knew Wang Dong was Cross-dressing, he deliberately provoked her anyway.

"You say you won't allow it, but the moment I start changing clothes, you sit up and stare so intensely. Who's the pervert here? I'm warning you, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal. Don't harass me."

"Get lost! Who would harass you!"

Furious, Wang Dong pulled the blanket over her head and lay there like a corpse.

"Tsk."

Inside the dorm, icy mist suddenly began to spread. Yet it was controlled by a strange force, condensing into a stream of water that washed over Qian Chaoguang's body before falling precisely onto the grass outside the window.

Ever since gaining Divine Sense, he had discovered that he also had strong control over his incomplete Second Martial Soul.

At least, using some icy mist to take a cold bath was no problem.

Qian Chaoguang changed clothes and left without looking back, leaving Wang Dong in her blankets, helplessly raging with a face full of disbelief.

Over the next day or so, neither Qian Chaoguang nor Wang Dong paid any attention to the other. Wang Dong still did not even know Qian Chaoguang's name.

Wang Dong feared that if she opened her mouth, Qian Chaoguang would just continue provoking her. As for Qian Chaoguang, he hoped Wang Dong would never speak to him again, ideally until graduation.

What Wang Dong had not expected was that Qian Chaoguang spent those days cultivating constantly. Apart from going out every morning for exercise and attending to necessary bodily functions, he had virtually no other activities.

What surprised Wang Dong even more was that she could not sense even the slightest aura of strength from Qian Chaoguang.

Could it be... that he was already a Soul Elder?

Was that why she could not sense him?

If he was a Soul Elder...

Then losing to him was still incredibly humiliating!

She was the Young Master of the Clear Sky Sect. How could she possibly lose to a bastard who had not even summoned his Martial Soul?

And that bastard was always acting like a pervert!