It wasn't just Huohuo who noticed Luo Li.
Han San and Xiao Wu, who were with Tang Hao, had noticed her too. Duoxu, who was with them, had also spotted him.
Duoxu's gaze swept over Han San and Xiao Wu. After sizing Han San up, she muttered to herself.
"His face is so ordinary. I knew at a glance he wasn't Huoyao. So that means this guy is the one who killed my father and brother, and the one who robbed our Netherworld Spirit Cat clan of its ancestral inheritance—the outsider, Han San!"
Duoxu glared at him. Han San broke out in a cold sweat, unsure what he had done to provoke this strange girl he'd never met before.
After all, Huoyao had been written about in the diary and had attracted the attention of the God of Destruction. There was no way she could have lied to Han San.
Otherwise, Duoxu feared she might charge straight at him and the others, then pin Han San to the ground and beat him senseless.
As one of the famous little devil girls, she didn't care whether Han San was the adopted son of the renowned ghost Douluo Han Chen. If she killed him, she'd simply have to deal with Han Chen's revenge.
But since killing Han San probably wouldn't do her any good, Duoxu restrained her urge to attack and focused her attention on Luo Li instead.
Although she was curious about Luo Li, the transmigrator, Duoxu had no intention of investigating him further. She wanted to avoid revealing the diary's existence.
She only planned to wait until she entered Taolangke Academy and find an opportunity to get close to Luo Li.
She'd drawn a prize in the lottery. It was a soul beast that could evolve into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, but the only drawback was that it was too expensive.
But the problem wasn't the cost of the soul beast. It was her own lack of money.
Of course, that wasn't a big deal.
After all, when she got closer to Luo Li, the most important thing was to use her intelligence to ensure her name appeared in the diary every day.
Luo Li was a transmigrator, and his spiritual power was already exceptionally strong. On top of that, he'd obtained the divine blessing of the God of Destruction. Even though the energy of the God of Destruction's blessing had been temporarily sealed, it had still brought him tremendous benefits, and his spiritual power had grown by leaps and bounds.
Even yesterday, when Luo Li had made up thirty years' worth of soul power, it was because he knew Han Chen was nearby. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to act so recklessly.
Luo Li didn't care about Duoxu's scrutiny. He could more or less guess that this little devil girl wanted to get close to him, and that was exactly what he'd been trying to arrange.
Taolangke Academy's entrance test was very simple. They only checked the candidate's age and soul power; anyone who qualified could proceed to the next round.
On top of that, many people knew they weren't cut out to become spirit masters and didn't want to waste their gold soul coins. The candidates were quickly whittled down to Luo Li and Zhu Zh Qing.
Holding Luo Li and Zhu Zh Qing by the wrists, the admissions officer confirmed that they were under thirteen, then called out to the old man sitting nearby.
"Both candidates meet the age requirement. Next, release your martial souls."
Hearing that, Han San, who had already passed the test, stopped and looked over at Luo Li with Xiao Wu.
Duoxu also pretended to be curious and craned her neck to look.
The most worried person was Huohuo. He hurried over, his eyes wide, watching Luo Li closely. He wanted to see what color Luo Li's soul power really was.
The admissions officer rose from his chair and shouted.
"Huohuo, what are you doing?"
Huohuo smiled awkwardly and didn't answer. He silently stepped back.
With so many people watching, Luo Li had no choice but to cooperate. He roused his innate soul power, and the three soul rings around him rose in turn.
One yellow, one purple—the ideal combination of soul rings.
"Impossible! How could that be?!"
Huohuo's eyes widened, and he blurted out before he could stop himself. His outburst earned him an angry glare from the admissions officer.
"You damn brat, what are you trying to pull?"
The admissions officer had already been upset by Huohuo's interruption. He was pleased that Luo Li had three soul rings, but this brat's constant heckling was downright irritating.
Huohuo clenched his teeth. His expression was a little pale as he stared at Luo Li, his coarse features twisting.
He was certain he'd been fooled yesterday.
That guy's soul power was clearly only at the level of a normal child. Yet he'd lied and claimed to have three soul rings, each ten thousand years old. He'd even fallen to the ground and pretended to pass out.
It was humiliating enough that Huohuo had been made to bow and apologize. How could he possibly endure this kind of insult?
But just as Huohuo was about to fly into a rage, he glanced at Luo Li and noticed the golden light in his deep-blue eyes.
It was as though he'd been splashed with a basin of cold water. Huohuo immediately calmed down.
Even if Luo Li's three ten-thousand-year soul rings were fake, there was no way Huohuo could be his opponent with that terrifying spiritual power.
Huohuo turned his gaze toward Zhu Zh Qing.
The moment he saw Zhu Zh Qing's martial soul, he was stunned all over again.
"Could she be a Netherworld Spirit Cat? Someone from the Zhu Family?"
Huohuo was dumbfounded.
Yesterday, he'd found the soul power radiating from Zhu Zh Qing familiar. It was as though he'd encountered it somewhere before, but just as he was about to remember, Luo Li had knocked him down.
Now, seeing Zhu Zh Qing's martial soul, he finally understood why it had felt so familiar.
She was a woman from the Zhu Family, and she was the right age. Even her aura felt very similar to Yueyan's. Could she be his fiancée—Zhu Zh Qing?
At the thought, Huohuo couldn't hold back any longer. He went straight up to Zhu Zh Qing and asked,
"Are you from the Zhu Family? What's your name?"
Zhu Zh Qing withdrew her martial soul and looked at him coolly, paying him no attention.
Her cold and indifferent attitude made Huohuo feel especially uncomfortable. And when he thought of how Zhu Zh Qing had shared a bed with Luo Li yesterday, he felt as though he'd been cuckolded.
No normal man could possibly endure such a thing, let alone Huohuo, a domineering male lead who was unusually possessive.
Just as Huohuo was about to keep questioning her, Luo Li stepped in front of Zhu Zh Qing and said with a smile,
"What's wrong? Did the lesson I gave you yesterday not stick?"
"You!"
Huohuo was furious. His clenched fists cracked as he wished he could beat Luo Li to a pulp right there.
But when he met Luo Li's pale blue eyes, Huohuo realized he'd already developed a psychological shadow. The thought of retreating sprang into his mind.
Beside him, Han San scratched his head and glanced at Huohuo in confusion.
After suffering such a huge loss yesterday, Huohuo still dared to confront Luo Li and talk to Zhu Zh Qing. That guy really wasn't afraid of anything.
Just as the atmosphere grew tense, the admissions officer standing nearby patted Huohuo on the shoulder and told him,
"Why are you acting so strangely today? Anyway, stop standing around and help take the candidates to the next test."
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