Living off a Woman

"Refreshing!"

What a truly exhilarating cultivation session!

The brilliant morning sun draped a dreamlike luster over his jet-black hair. The weather today was as bright as An Zhen's current mood.

Aside from the period right after he first awakened his Martial Soul, it had been a long time since he felt himself progressing this quickly.

First Soul Skill, Reflection.

An illusory world descended, overlapping with reality and altering it.

Soul power appeared out of thin air, and his meridians expanded by a fraction.

Level 24 Soul Grand Master.

He was utilizing energy stored within his virtual world. An Zhen generally operated this way; after all, it was still a small world, and its current insignificance was only relative to the Douluo Plane. Moreover, this world still had to abide by the law of conservation of energy. How could a level 23 An Zhen manifest a level 24 An Zhen otherwise?

"At this rate, it won't be difficult to reach level 30 or higher by the end of this semester."

The Daughter of Luck.

When the Daughter of Luck was inside his virtual world, there wasn't even a hint of rejection from the world itself.

It was incredible.

The problem that had plagued An Zhen for so long had been solved just like that.

He felt like a gigolo; a small company (the virtual world) was feeding off the resources of a massive corporation (the Douluo Plane). If a stranger tried to take his money, he certainly wouldn't agree to it—even if it were just a trivial amount, it was still his. But now, the small company was fawning over the massive corporation's apple of its eye (Huo Yutong), effectively becoming a live-in son-in-law.

What a strange analogy.

Forget it, regardless of how it sounded, the result was good.

He got dressed.

Stepping out of his room, An Zhen knocked on the door of dormitory 108.

After a long moment.

The sleepy-looking cutie opened the dormitory door, her clothes neatly arranged.

"Big Brother An Zhen..."

The loli gazed at the youth with a look of resentment.

Although cultivating in her dreams was fast, she felt as if she had stayed up all night once she woke up, and her cultivation level hadn't improved in the slightest.

"I'm here to help you improve your cultivation, little Yutong."

An Zhen reached out affectionately and gently pinched the loli's soft cheek.

"No."

Huo Yutong shook her head, but when his fingertips landed on her soft cheek, she gave up struggling. Her bright, watery eyes looked as if they were hiding a timid little deer.

A bright yellow Soul Ring emerged.

First Soul Skill, Reflection.

The sleepiness from the entire night suddenly vanished, as if she had just had a full, restful sleep. The energy that had suddenly appeared flowed through her body; despite appearing out of thin air, it now felt as if she had cultivated it through hard work. It flowed without a hint of discomfort, natural and seamless.

Not bad at all.

An Zhen gently pinched the loli's cheek.

Huo Yutong at this moment could be considered at her most fragile and helpless point, from now until the future. A child without a home needs something to lean on, which is why the Huo Yuhao in the original story helped the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy so much—because he truly regarded that place as his home.

Since that is the case, why can't I be the one Huo Yutong leans on?

"Holy crap!"

A large, somewhat cute-looking worm raised its head above the golden ocean. "Xiao Yutong, what happened? How did you suddenly get a notch stronger?"

"Sorry, Sister Tianmeng, I promised Big Brother An Zhen that I wouldn't tell anyone else," the loli said in her heart, letting the young man continue to pinch her cheek.

She had promised Big Brother An Zhen last night.

First, she could not tell anyone else that Big Brother An Zhen's Martial Soul could also allow people's consciousness to enter it.

Second, she had to use her original voice when the two of them were alone.

"But I'm not a person."

The big worm retorted, looking at the outside world through Huo Yutong's perspective. "Xiao Yutong, when did you two get so close? And when did you start having secrets?!"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was a bit bewildered.

It felt as if a daughter who was obedient and sensible yesterday, and hadn't even dated anyone, had suddenly brought a man home today and said, "This is my husband."

No, wait, what exactly happened last night?!

Did it sleep for several days?

"Let's eat first. As for changing dorms, we'll have to see if there are any teachers at the Academic Affairs Office later."

After washing up, the two headed to the canteen.

At the entrance of the white canteen, An Zhen simply tucked the petite loli under his arm with one hand, then quickly set her down.

"Let's go."

The handsome young man blinked, his expression innocent as he spoke, "To apologize for my behavior toward classmate Huo Yutong just now, I'll treat you to breakfast."

A voice tinged with teasing sounded in the ear of the still-shaken loli, "You wouldn't want to be held in my arms in front of everyone, would you, little Yutong?"

"Mmph."

The loli pouted.

Big Brother An Zhen is so mean.

In the end, Huo Yutong was "kidnapped" to the purple-themed fourth and fifth-grade canteen.

Under the threat of being lifted high and spun around by An Zhen, the

"It seems Xiao Yutong's roommate has arrived."

"Who are you two?"

A young man walked out of the dormitory.

He had fair skin and dreamy, powder-blue hair. Beneath his arched, willow-leaf brows were eyes as dreamy as his hair—large, sparkling, and clear, looking like gems lost in the mortal realm by the gods.

He was a very handsome boy.

"An Zhen, freshman, living next door, Soul Grand Master, Martial Soul is World."

"Wang Dong, freshman, Soul Grand Master, Martial Soul is Light Goddess Butterfly," the young man introduced proudly. However, a Martial Soul that is a world? Can a world become someone's Martial Soul?

"Light Goddess Butterfly..."

An Zhen murmured softly, his gaze toward Wang Dong growing increasingly strange.

"What kind of look is that!"

The handsome youth said with a displeased expression.

"Let's go inside the dormitory first."

Without waiting for Wang Dong to say anything, An Zhen pushed Huo Yutong through the door and then closed it.

Although simple, the dormitory had excellent soundproofing.

"Xiao Yutong, it looks like you won't need to change dorms this time."

Huo Yutong: ?

Wang Dong looked at the other boy in the room. "You're my roommate?"

"Seeing as you've kept the dormitory very clean—"

"Is it popular these days to dress as a girl to attend school? It's a pity, the old man said that dressing as a girl to enter the girls' dormitory is grounds for expulsion."

"You, you, you!"

Pointing a fair finger at An Zhen, the youth was so agitated that he couldn't speak for a moment. "You're the one who's a girl!"

The flush of red on his face—it was hard to tell if it was shyness from having his identity exposed or anger from being humiliated. If An Zhen hadn't read the original work, he might have truly believed it was the anger of someone being insulted.

"Light Goddess Butterfly."

An Zhen had already fabricated a reason. "I once saw it in a tattered old book in the City Lord's library when I was bored. Because it was so beautiful, it left a deep impression on me. This type of Soul Beast might already be extinct, but as a Martial Soul, due to its characteristics, it only appears on beautiful women."

The City Lord's mansion might not necessarily have that old book, but this piece of information was indeed recorded in some texts.

"Your disguise is excellent, but you don't seem to have known this particular detail. However, aside from those who occasionally stumble upon it or those who are very well-versed in Martial Souls, I doubt many people know."