Kiss.
Hug.
Snuggle.
That was all.
The young girl savoring her first romance nestled into her boyfriend's arms.
"Oh, right." Her dreamy eyes flew open as Wang Dong suddenly remembered something extremely important. "You still haven't confessed to me!"
This was a crucial part of it.
"Fine. I like you, Wang Dong."
"No, not Wang Dong."
The girl shook her head and corrected him. "It's Wang Dong'er!"
"Wang Dong'er."
His black eyes gazed at the elf-like girl in his arms.
Yes, she was Wang Dong'er.
"I like you, Wang Dong'er."
"Ahem." Smiling brightly, the girl proudly lifted her fair chin. "Fine, then. This young miss will give you a chance to pursue me."
Clear Sky Sect.
Big Daddy, Second Daddy.
Her parents, whose whereabouts were unknown.
An Zhen blinked.
Just like in the original story.
But now Huo Yutong was a girl. What was Tang San plotting? Was he going to forcibly make it a girl-on-girl pairing? Like Ning Tian and Wu Feng in the original, turning one of them into a man?
Surely he wasn't targeting him, was he?
"Looks like our goal has been achieved. I've landed myself a little rich girl." The boy gently took a breath against her fair cheek.
"You know it."
The girl raised her fair neck. "Now hurry up and serve this young miss."
Time to get up.
Reflection cultivation.
Tidy up Huo Yutong's room.
"Good morning, Brother An Zhen. Good morning, Wang Dong."
The loli was very happy. Her cultivation speed had increased again. Although there had not been any major improvement yet, Sister Tianmeng said that after this batch was used up, taking it once more would raise her Innate Soul Power by one level, bringing it to Third-Level. Of course, taking it again after that would not be very useful.
"Morning."
An Zhen greeted her with a cheerful smile.
"Morning."
The handsome boy's gaze was somewhat evasive, as though he did not dare meet those pure, flawless eyes directly. However, the loli, who was excitedly sharing her happiness with An Zhen, did not notice.
Breakfast.
Class.
An Zhen was a little surprised.
"Over-the-knee white silk."
That was Ning Tian.
"The same over-the-knee black silk as yesterday."
That was Wu Feng.
Now this was the wonderful life of a youthful campus.
"What do you mean, the same? I clearly changed them. I didn't wear this pair yesterday."
"How would I know if I haven't felt them?" An Zhen said with a perfectly straight face.
"Pervert."
An Zhen felt wronged.
Forget it. Sleep... cultivate!
Before class had even begun, the class monitor of Newbie Class Nine had already started cultivating diligently. His exemplary lead instantly made the students who had planned to chat with their deskmates feel an enormous sense of crisis. After all, the king of grinding had already started grinding.
When Mu Jin entered the classroom and saw that everyone except one person lying face-down on the desk had begun previewing their lessons, she nodded in satisfaction.
The quality of this year's students was quite good.
Virtual World.
Blue hair streamed behind them, and their delicate, fair cheeks were flushed red, making them look very cute. The two Beautiful Girls had almost identical appearances.
They were not NPCs copied by An Zhen.
Lan Luoluo and Lan Susu.
The twin sisters from Newbie Class Seven.
The first users of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill to appear in the original story.
"Original Martial Soul."
"But unfortunately, very few can reach the awakened level."
Usually, it had to be an important body part to stand a chance, such as his Huo Yutong's eyes and the brain that had not appeared yet.
"Heavenly Net."
For now, its strength was limited.
He grabbed one beautiful girl and placed her on the other's thigh. Four white sock feet swayed gently in the air, like four pieces of cream cake.
Fun came first.
The dismissal bell rang.
An Zhen woke up right on time.
A Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up.
He went to the podium to retrieve his notes. First Soul Skill, Reflection.
Lunch.
The students swarmed toward the podium.
"It's like this again."
"He wrote it down word for word."
"Does he have to grind this hard?"
"He cultivates, and he studies all the academic material too."
"Feng Mei." The White-Stocking Golden-Haired Girl looked at the girl beside her. "Did the family send the item over?"
"You made the request suddenly, Young Master. A Soul Douluo senior rushed through the night to deliver it. Based on the timing, it should have arrived by now."
But Wu Feng did not understand.
"Is that lecher really worth it?"
Though she had to admit that his talent was formidable, deciding on such an investment after only one day seemed a little too hasty.
Slender fingers gently brushed aside a lock of golden hair by her ear. Her exquisite, elegant profile left the Red Dragon Girl momentarily dazed.
"Feng Mei, do you remember? He can copy other people's martial souls."
"Yes. It really is an extremely powerful ability."
Ning Tian gently shook her head. An unusual light flickered in her azure eyes. "Do you know who the previous owner of the Holy Light Dragon martial soul was? Where did An Zhen copy it from?"
"Who?"
Wu Feng did not understand.
"The strongest person on the continent back then, Dragon God Douluo!"
As the young miss of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, memorizing information on the continent's influential figures was a basic course.
Although that era was somewhat distant from the present, the continent's top powerhouses had never forgotten the figure who had dominated an entire age.
The Holy Light Dragon had mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
If a new owner of the Holy Light Dragon had appeared in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, leaving aside whether orphaned An Zhen could have come into contact with him, someone possessing such a supreme martial soul could not possibly remain unknown unless he had been raised in secret. But then how could An Zhen have encountered him?
Eliminating every impossibility left only one possibility: Dragon God Douluo Mu En, one of the former Black and White Twin Holy Dragons, was still alive, and An Zhen was very likely his disciple. No, he definitely was.
But if that was the case, could she win him over?
No matter what, with such a great temptation right before her, even if she knew she might fail, she had to try.
Besides, even if she failed to win him over, his identity as the successor of Dragon God Douluo was enough to justify giving him this gift.
The red-haired girl looked at that dazzling figure—her Young Master, the elegant and noble young miss who was inseparable from her. Ning Tian's eyes were filled with excitement and joy, as if she were preparing to meet her beloved, yet the person in her heart was not Wu Feng.
She was an assault-type soul master.
But she was a girl.
As a great sect with a legacy of tens of thousands of years, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would never allow such a thing to happen to their young miss.
As for eloping.
Having grown up alongside Ning Tian, the girl not only understood Ning Tian's personality, but also knew what a colossal force the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was.
She was a family retainer and could not change her young miss's decision.
The girl lowered her head. The tip of her white sneaker pressed against the floor as her gaze fell on the black silk covering her legs.
Her toned calves, honed through frequent exercise, were fleshy yet slender, taut, and powerful. Wrapped in black silk, they not only displayed this beauty to the fullest, but also carried a different kind of temptation.
An Zhen knew nothing of other people's thoughts, but he did think that Beautiful Girls' hands were very soft.
At the Purple Cafeteria, An Zhen sat between Wang Dong and Huo Yutong, playing with one hand from each girl in his left and right hands.
Wang Dong and Yutong probably would not notice, right?
In public, the two Beautiful Girls had the same thought without prior agreement.
This guy.
Wang Dong held a spoon in her left hand and fed herself while her right fingers were caught in a warm, large hand, gently caressed.
Her white sneaker came down hard on An Zhen's foot.
She was not someone who could be bullied so easily!
"Hiss!"
An Zhen sucked in a sharp breath.
This girl was murdering her husband!
"Brother An Zhen, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I don't know whose little dog just bit me."
Huo Yutong:?
Where was there a little dog in the cafeteria?
A moment later, Wang Dong, her back to Huo Yutong, bared her little canine teeth viciously at An Zhen before taking the loli away.
Afternoon.
The usual routine.
The king of grinding once again stimulated the entire class.
"An Zhen, are you free the day after tomorrow, on the rest day?"
The Golden-Haired Young Miss stopped An Zhen.
"I'm free. What's up?"
"Aren't we in the same team? Let's go out for a meal together. My treat." Ning Tian spoke with a faint smile on her face.
"Sure."
Over the past two days, there had been little interaction between An Zhen and Ning Tian and Wu Feng. At meals, he was with Wang Dong and Yutong, and as soon as he arrived for class, he would lie down on the desk. Still, An Zhen already knew quite a bit about some of them.
"An Zhen." x2
The moment he stepped out of the classroom, two boys who had been waiting by the door called out to him.
"What is it?"
"Go back first."
An Zhen's dormitory.
After closing the door, Wang Dong suddenly let out a huge breath. Her fair cheeks were full of lingering fear. "You have no idea. At noon, the two of us nearly died."
"Oh? Is there such a huge danger in the academy?"
Ma Xiaotao?
"Mm-hmm." The blue-haired loli nodded repeatedly, only for An Zhen to pull her directly into his arms and rub her two white sock feet with both hands.
"Mm."
Her cheeks flushed red, but she did not resist.
Her little head gently rubbed against An Zhen's chest. An unprecedented sense of security enveloped her entire body as she slowly recounted what she and Wang Dong had experienced after leaving the cafeteria at noon.
A crazed red figure wreathed in flames had suddenly emerged from Sea God Lake and charged at them. They had been unable to escape, their Soul Power had been exhausted, and they had fainted. But after waking up, they found that they were fine. The academy teachers had even given each of them a Soul Ascension Pill as compensation and forbidden them from spreading word of the incident.
"Brother An Zhen~"
The little loli took a walnut-sized green pill from the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night at her waist. It was crystal-clear and emitted a faint fragrance, with countless traces of vitality seeming to circulate within it.
"Here."
She could finally help Brother An Zhen too.
"Yutong, you need that one. Don't give him yours—give him mine instead." Wang Dong took out her own.
An Zhen smiled and tapped each of the two girls on the head.
"Since it's compensation from the academy, just take it. But I do know a little about what happened to you today."
"Hm?" Wang Dong was puzzled. Why did it feel like this guy knew a little about everything?
"Let's go set up the stall first. I'll explain it to you tonight."
After returning from the stall.
Virtual World.
After changing the two Beautiful Girls into suspender dresses, a stunning woman with red hair and a red dress appeared beside An Zhen under their astonished gazes. Her skirt was absurdly short, exposing her fair, voluptuous thighs to the air. Her expression was cold, yet she had a seductive oval face.
"Ma Xiaotao, an inner courtyard senior, disciple of Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department. Her martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, and she is a descendant of Ma Hongjun from the First Generation Shrek Seven Monsters."
"Although Ma Hongjun's martial soul evolved, his descendants retained that Evil Fire power. It erodes the mind, and once they fall, they become utterly inhuman Evil Soul Masters—extremely powerful ones at that."
"That was probably why they told you to keep it secret. Even in Shrek, even as Ma Hongjun's descendant, if the three great Empires ever saw her lose control, they would absolutely brand her as an Evil Soul Master."
The side dishes were all served. Time to speed things up, obtain the third soul skill, pull people's consciousness into the world, and unlock more positions.
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