With those long legs, even if you had short ones, you could still ask him to carry you.
Huoyao muttered to herself, then answered with a perfectly serious expression.
"I can't compare to your long legs. But if you want to wait until you're thirty before coming to me to talk about it, I won't mind."
"With your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support, I'm sure I'll reach the level of a Spirit Sage before long."
Seeing Luo Xuan refuse to give in, Duoxu smiled.
"Fine. I'll take you up on that. Don't worry, I'll work hard to cultivate and break through to level thirty as soon as possible."
Zhu Qing gave a bitter smile. She couldn't help feeling a little sour. Duoxu had no idea that Huoyao might be trying to get closer to Luo Xuan—and was even arranging for the two of them to spend time together.
Huoyao was going to great lengths for Luo Xuan. Not only had she failed to stop her, she was actually trying to help the two of them get closer. She was practically asking for heartbreak.
It wasn't just Zhu Qing who sensed the bitterness. O'Sullivan felt it, too.
Yesterday, while watching Duoxu, O'Sullivan had been moved by this beautiful girl with a classical, ethereal air. And after learning that she came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, he had become even more determined to pursue her.
So, in a bid to change his usual image, he had not only altered his outfit, but had even spent money on a new hairstyle.
The result was that Duoxu didn't take him seriously at all. She even seemed to be avoiding him.
He had originally thought Duoxu was just a mischievous little girl. But after seeing her use such clever tactics against Huoyao, he finally understood. The goddess was only acting sweet in front of him; when it came to the man she liked, she could even take the initiative and become coquettish.
But according to what he'd heard from Han San yesterday, Duoxu and Luo Xuan weren't actually close at Shrek Academy.
He was convinced she had to be hiding something.
"No, I definitely won't give up. I refuse to believe Duoxu would keep making excuses even though she knows Luo Xuan and Zhu Qing are already together!"
"As long as I keep trying, one day I'll be able to move Duoxu!"
The first step toward becoming a Spirit Sage was to build up your strength. While Luo Xuan and the others went to draw lots, Feng Fengde also took the opportunity to make some arrangements.
He didn't bring everyone along. Instead, he concentrated his attention on Huohuo and Zhu Qing.
Even though Luo Xuan and Han San had beaten a team of five yesterday, Feng Fengde still wanted to see what each of them was capable of.
Yesterday's victory had only come about because they had performed exceptionally well. Had he been overestimating Luo Xuan and the others?
To find out, he needed to assess the new students' abilities first.
That would also make it easier for him to work behind the scenes.
For example, once Luo Xuan and Han San had fought a few more matches and their winning streak had ended, Feng Fengde could let them win on purpose, then collect a wave of gold-soul-coin winnings.
As for Feng Fengde, he'd never had much of a conscience when it came to this sort of thing.
He had already cheated Huohuo and Zhu Qing out of a hefty sum through gambling. Naturally, he wanted to try his luck again.
"Hey, that little girl's talent is pretty good. She's only twelve, and she's already on the verge of becoming a Spirit Sage. Even in the whole empire, she'd count as one of the top talents."
Feng Fengde looked at Zhu Qing and the others, who had just come back from drawing lots, and nodded with satisfaction.
But then, as if he'd thought of something, his expression turned strange. He looked at Huohuo with a curious gaze.
"Netherworld civet martial soul, and her surname is Zhu. Could she be the young lady from the Zhu Family? And judging by how close Huohuo is to her, could she be Huohuo's fiancée?"
"That's right. If that's the case, why does Zhu Qing hardly pay Huohuo any attention, yet seem so close to Luo Xuan?"
"Could that kid Huohuo have been stolen away by Luo Xuan?"
Once he realized that might be possible, Feng Fengde couldn't help feeling sorry for Huohuo.
Even if he was more inclined to take Huohuo's side, he had to admit that, in front of Luo Xuan, Huohuo was inferior to him in almost every way.
Whether it was soul power or looks, Luo Xuan had him beat.
If Zhu Qing really was Huohuo's fiancée, then Huohuo's chances of winning her over were far too slim.
Just as Feng Fengde was feeling emotional, Luo Xuan and Han San called out their names and stepped into the dueling arena.
Watching them split up and enter separate arenas, Feng Fengde couldn't help smacking his lips.
"What a pity. Han San's soul power hasn't reached level thirty yet. If he and Luo Xuan drew each other, that would be a real shame. Still, I'd like to see how strong the little fiancé's ability is."
After receiving Yu Xiaoqian's letter introducing Han San, Feng Fengde also learned that Han San was Yu Xiaoqian's good friend's younger brother. He immediately realized that Han San carried Yu Xiaoqian's hopes, and wanted to help him make a name for himself.
Even so, he couldn't help acknowledging that Yu Xiaoqian's gaze was as sharp as ever.
After all, Han San was Han Chen's younger brother—the son of the Clear Sky Douluo.
"Wait, if Han San is Han Chen's younger brother, why would his martial soul be the Blue Silver Grass? Could he have inherited the Clear Sky Hammer?!"
Feng Fengde narrowed his eyes slightly. His gaze toward Han San grew more intent.
"Excellent! I've found another hidden talent!"
"Given Yu Xiaoqian's personality, even if Han San's martial soul really is just Blue Silver Grass, and his innate talent is extremely poor, she still wouldn't take him as a student."
"Only if Han San has the Clear Sky Hammer could he become Yu Xiaoqian's disciple!"
Feng Fengde was thrilled.
If his guess was right, then this year's new students were far beyond his expectations.
Besides Huohuo and the others, who were about to compete for the Soul Master Tournament's championship, Feng Fengde had no intention of overlooking Han San. After all, he knew that Luo Xuan's natural talent might not be all that impressive.
He just needed to wait and see. It wasn't entirely impossible.
"Keep a close eye on him. If Han San's talent is really as astonishing as Luo Xuan's, then we'll need to change our plans and focus on cultivating them."
Feng Fengde watched Luo Xuan and Han San's arena matches closely.
But no matter how he looked at it, what he found strange was that their matches had started at the same time. Han San seemed to have made his move, while Luo Xuan's match had already ended, with an easy victory.
Looking at Luo Xuan standing tall in the arena, Feng Fengde was dumbfounded.
"No, I haven't even seen the details of his match yet. How is it already over?"
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