Husband's Authority is Lacking? Non-existent.

The morning in the Star Dou Great Forest was thick with mist.

Huo Yuhao and Zhang Lexuan darted through the woods, searching for their scattered teammates.

After three days of recovery, Zhang Lexuan's injuries were no longer a major concern, yet the atmosphere between the two was permeated with an indescribable, awkward tension.

Zhang Lexuan, in particular, usually carried herself with a gentle and poised demeanor as the inner court's senior sister, but at this moment, her gaze kept subconsciously avoiding Huo Yuhao.

During those three days, they had shared many moments of intimate physical contact for the sake of healing.

Although it had been to save his life, the mere thought that Huo Yuhao was Ma Xiaotao's "officially claimed" little boyfriend left Zhang Lexuan's heart in a chaotic, tangled mess.

"Senior Sister, I've found them."

Huo Yuhao suddenly stopped, golden light swirling in his eyes as his Spiritual Detection Sharing instantly linked with Zhang Lexuan.

That omniscient, god-like perspective descended once more; Zhang Lexuan's heart skipped a beat, but she forcibly suppressed her inner turmoil and looked in the direction Huo Yuhao was pointing.

A few kilometers away, Ma Xiaotao and the others were searching anxiously.

When the two arrived at the rendezvous point, Ma Xiaotao, who had been radiating killing intent and preparing to turn the forest upside down, froze the moment she saw Huo Yuhao.

"Yuhao!"

The domineering and fierce Flame Demoness felt her eyes redden, and she rushed forward without a second thought, pulling Huo Yuhao into a tight embrace, her strength so great it felt as if she wanted to knead him into her very bones and blood.

"You scared me to death! If anything had happened to you, I would have burned the Star Dou Great Forest to the ground to be buried with you!"

Huo Yuhao felt the trembling of the delicate body in his arms and felt a warmth in his heart, gently patting her back to soothe her. "Sister Xiaotao, look, I'm perfectly fine. In fact, I've even turned a misfortune into a blessing."

Zhang Lexuan, standing to the side, watched the two tightly embraced, her eyes dimming slightly. She silently took a half-step back, the sense of awkwardness in her heart deepening as she felt like an unnecessary outsider.

Just as everyone was caught up in the emotional reunion, an elderly figure descended from the sky.

"Cough, cough. Everyone here? No one missing any arms or legs?"

Elder Xuan held a chicken leg in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. Although his clothes were riddled with large holes and he looked quite disheveled, it was clear he hadn't suffered any serious injuries.

"Elder Xuan!" Everyone hurriedly bowed in respect.

Elder Xuan waved his hand, his gaze landing on Huo Yuhao as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Yuhao, you lucky brat. I had a scrap with that beast Chi Wang, and it ended up affecting an unlucky soul beast—a 50,000-year Silver Shadow Beast. It's on the verge of death, and its attributes are a perfect match for your Golden Eyes martial soul. Go finish it off quickly."

A 50,000-year Silver Shadow Beast!

This was a top-tier specimen among mental-type soul beasts, possessing incredibly powerful mimicry and imprint abilities!

Huo Yuhao did not hesitate. Under Elder Xuan's guidance, he quickly found the dying Silver Shadow Beast, delivered a clean finishing blow, and sat cross-legged to begin absorbing the soul ring.

Half an hour later.

When Huo Yuhao opened his eyes again, four soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet.

Purple, black, black, black!

One purple and three black!

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

Even the well-informed women of the inner court couldn't help but gasp in shock.

A fourth soul ring at the 50,000-year level—was he even human?

"A freak..." Han Ruoruo couldn't help but mutter. "With this configuration, even across the entire continent, he's a monster among monsters."

Wu Ming was even more blunt. "Yuhao, why are you still going back to the outer court with this kind of strength? Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi are currently preparing for the inner court assessment, but I think your current strength leaves them in the dust by at least eight streets. Why not just come back to the inner court with us?"

Huo Yuhao retracted his soul rings and smiled slightly. "Senior Sister is too kind. I've only just finished my first year, and my foundations aren't solid enough yet. There's no rush to enter the inner court."

Hearing this, the women all rolled their eyes in unison.

If this strength wasn't considered a solid foundation, then what were the others in the outer court? Crumbled tofu?

Only Ma Xiaotao wore a meaningful smile; she knew exactly what this brat was thinking.

"Alright, stop teasing him." Ma Xiaotao walked up, straightened Huo Yuhao's collar, and whispered in his ear, "It's just that you can't bear to leave your little roommate and little follower behind, isn't it? After we return to the academy, I'll give you a day off. Go on."

Shrek Academy dormitory building.

As soon as Huo Yuhao pushed open the door to Room 108, he sensed a sharp, powerful gust of wind attacking from the side!

"Huo Yuhao! Take this!"

Accompanied by a crisp shout, the brilliant wings of the Radiant Goddess Butterfly unfolded, and three soul rings—one yellow and two purple—pulsed around Wang Dong.

During this month-long break, she had clearly not been idle while back at the Clear Sky Sect. Not only had she broken through to become a Soul Elder, but she had also been fed all sorts of heavenly treasures by her Big Uncle and Second Uncle, greatly increasing her strength.

At this moment, Wang Dong was brimming with confidence.

She felt she was no longer the Wang Dong who used to be suppressed by Huo Yuhao; she was going to turn the tables! She was going to be the boss of the dormitory!

However, facing this sudden sneak attack, Huo Yuhao didn't even lift an eyelid.

He didn't even release his martial soul.

Just as Wang Dong's fist was about to make contact with him, Huo Yuhao moved.

His movements were as swift as a ghost; his right hand reached out with effortless precision to lock onto Wang Dong's wrist, then followed through with a pull and a twist.

"Ouch!"

Wang Dong felt an irresistible force surge toward her, and in an instant, she lost her balance. After the world spun around her, she discovered that she had been pinned back onto the bed!

And in that same shameful position, no less!

"Wang Dong, it's been a month, and you've grown quite bold, haven't you?" Huo Yuhao sneered, his tone laced with a dangerous aura.

"You... let me go! I don't accept this! I haven't even used my Soul Skill yet!" Wang Dong struggled desperately, her long legs kicking wildly, but under the suppression of Huo Yuhao's absolute strength, she couldn't move an inch.

"You don't accept it? It seems the life of a young master from the Clear Sky Sect has gone to your head."

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes. He could sense that this month of separation had brought back that arrogant, spoiled-miss temper of hers, and she had even developed an inexplicable sense of defiance.

This wouldn't do.

If a husband cannot maintain his authority, how can he bring peace to the world?

"Smack!"

A crisp sound echoed through the dormitory.

Wang Dong's eyes widened instantly, and she was completely stunned.

A burning sensation flared on her backside, followed immediately by a wave of intense shame.

"Huo Yuhao! How dare you hit me... Waaah!!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Huo Yuhao didn't bother with nonsense; his hand rose and fell with a rhythmic cadence.

This time, he didn't hold back, and every slap landed with real, solid force.

"Are you wrong yet?"

"Wuu wuu wuu... you jerk! I'm going to kill you... ouch!"

"Still being stubborn?"

"Smack! Smack!"

God Realm.

Tang San had lost his composure yet again.

"You brat, how dare you hit Xiao Qi's... that place! Is that somewhere you can hit?! You are courting death! This is absolutely courting death!!"

Tang San was hopping mad, but he couldn't intervene, forced to watch helplessly as his precious daughter suffered "domestic violence."

Inside the dormitory.

Wang Dong finally broke down, sobbing as she begged for mercy: "I was wrong! I'm wrong! Stop hitting me! Wuu wuu wuu... it's swollen, it's really swollen!"

She was truly crying from the beating; that familiar, desperate feeling of being suppressed caused her newly built confidence to collapse instantly.

In front of this young man, her talent and background, which she took such pride in, seemed not to exist at all.

Huo Yuhao finally stopped. Looking at Wang Dong, who was sobbing on the bed, he thought to himself: Little one, did you really think I couldn't handle you?

He released his grip, took a bottle of ointment from his storage Soul Tool, and tossed it onto the bed.

"Alright, stop crying. Hurry up and apply this, then I'll take you to meet up with Xiao Xiao for a meal later."

Wang Dong sniffled, grabbed the ointment with a pitiful expression, and wiped away her tears while shooting a secret glare at Huo Yuhao, though she no longer dared to act out in the slightest.

This beating had completely crushed her defiance, replacing it with a deeper, almost instinctual obedience and reliance.

"Hmph... after I finish applying the medicine, you have to treat me to the most expensive grilled fish!" Wang Dong muttered, her voice still thick with tears.

Huo Yuhao's lips curled upward as he ruffled her soft, short hair: "As long as you behave, there will be all the grilled fish you can eat."