Junior, Big Sister Feels So Uncomfortable (Part 1)

In Tiantou City, on the top floor of the star-rated hotel prepared by the Tianhun Empire royal family for Shrek Academy.

The door to the exclusive conference suite was left slightly ajar; Wu Ming had sent word early in the morning, summoning all members of the current Shrek Seven Devils for a meeting.

At this moment, besides her, Zhang Lexuan, Baise, Mu Yue, Su Tong, and Hua Yao were already seated, while the only male student, Chu Qingtian, leaned against a spot by the window.

As the only male among the current Shrek Seven Devils, Chu Qingtian had never been able to blend in with his female teammates.

He wore a deadpan expression every day, putting on an air of cold detachment.

Right now, despite his usual icy facade, his eyes kept darting toward the tightly shut bedroom door at the back of the suite.

Wu Ming had called everyone over early in the morning, yet she had holed herself up in the bedroom for ages without coming out.

Just as the group was starting to grow restless, the bedroom door finally opened.

The person who stepped out first was not Wu Ming.

It was a young boy dressed in a black brocade robe, standing just over 1.5 meters tall. His features were refined, yet his brows and eyes held a composure and ease that belied his age.

It was Xue Yuheng.

He closed the door behind him, raised his eyes to scan the people in the room, and a faint, wicked smirk played on his lips, serving as his greeting.

The entire suite fell silent instantly, and everyone's gaze was pinned squarely on Xue Yuheng.

Chu Qingtian's brain went "buzz," as if a thunderbolt had exploded inside his head.

This little brat...

Is this the same little brat who was laughing and chatting with Wu Ming in the hotel lobby a few days ago?

He actually walked out of Wu Ming's bedroom?!

Chu Qingtian's fists clenched, his knuckles turning white.

Suddenly, he forcibly suppressed his surging emotions, his face still maintaining that indifferent look.

No.

Something must be wrong.

Who is Wu Ming?

The Golden Crow Saintess, the vice-captain of the Shrek Seven Devils, a goddess whose standards were higher than the sky.

How could she possibly let a little brat who looked only six or seven years old into her bedroom?

That's it.

She must be doing this on purpose.

She intentionally let this kid appear here, intentionally doing it for me to see, just to force me to take the initiative, to see if I would get jealous.

This is all a test she has set for me.

Chu Qingtian's mind raced with wild fantasies, and the look he gave Xue Yuheng was suddenly filled with the pity of someone who saw through everything, along with the composure of someone playing along with the act.

The bedroom door was pushed open again, and Wu Ming walked out.

A faint blush lingered on her face. Seeing everyone in the room staring at the doorway, she gave a light cough and walked quickly to the head of the table to sit down.

"Everyone is here. I called you all today because there is a major matter concerning everyone's future that I need to tell you."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the door to the lounge at the very back of the suite was also pushed open.

A beautiful woman in her forties, dressed in a cyan-blue robe, walked out slowly. There was not a shred of soul power fluctuation radiating from her, but just by standing there, she was enough to captivate the soul.

It was the elder of Shrek Academy, the team leader for this tournament, a rank 97 power-attack type Super Douluo, Elder Song, Song Wanying.

All the students present immediately stood up and bowed respectfully: "Elder Song."

Elder Song nodded slightly, her gaze landing on Xue Yuheng with a look of scrutiny, but she did not speak, merely sitting in a chair to the side, making it clear she was there to oversee the proceedings.

Facing everyone's gaze, Xue Yuheng took half a step forward and got straight to the point.

"I asked Senior Sister Wu Ming to act as a bridge to call you all here today. I possess an ancient method accidentally obtained by the imperial family that can allow a soul master's martial soul to achieve a qualitative evolution, breaking through the limits of their innate talent."

As soon as these words fell, the entire suite erupted into chaos.

Martial soul evolution?

Are you kidding me!

Who in the world doesn't know that martial souls are determined at birth? Even if there is a mutation later in life, nine times out of ten it changes for the worse, let alone some essential evolution that breaks through the limits of talent.

This is simply a fantasy!

"Kid, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want. What kind of major matter is martial soul evolution? Is it something you can just spout off about?"

Chu Qingtian was the first to speak, his tone disdainful as he stared fixedly at Xue Yuheng, trying to catch a hint of panic on the little brat's face.

But Xue Yuheng didn't even look at him, as if he were nothing but air.

The Wordless Heavenly Book had no effect on males; Chu Qingtian wouldn't be able to get a taste of the soup.

Elder Song, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, her voice majestic.

"Crown Prince of Douling, Xue Yuheng. Is what you said about this ancient method truly the truth?"

"Naturally, it is true." Xue Yuheng responded calmly, "If Elder Song does not believe me, you need only ask Senior Sister Wu Ming."

Elder Song's gaze shifted to Wu Ming. Wu Ming nodded immediately, and just as she was about to speak, Elder Song raised a hand to stop her.

The mature woman's gaze returned to Xue Yuheng, her tone becoming significantly more solemn.

"If this ancient method truly possesses such miraculous effects, Shrek Academy is willing to exhaust all of our resources to purchase the inheritance of this technique from you, young friend. Whether you desire rare treasures, spirit bones, or anything else, as long as Shrek can provide it, everything is open for negotiation."

Everyone in the room held their breath.

The weight of Elder Song's words was terrifying.

What kind of place was Shrek Academy?

It was the premier spirit master academy on the continent with ten thousand years of heritage. For them to say they would "exhaust all resources" showed just how tempting this ancient method was.

However, Xue Yuheng shook his head, refusing cleanly and decisively.

"My apologies, Elder Song. This ancient method is a secret passed down within my family; it is not for sale, nor will it ever be passed on to outsiders.

If not for the sake of Senior Sister Wu Ming, and the fact that you are all geniuses of Shrek, I would not have appeared here today."

Elder Song's brows furrowed slightly, but she did not press the matter further.

She had heard rumors about the things the Crown Prince of Douling, Xue Yuheng, had been doing over the past year.

Xue Yuheng scanned the female students in the room, each wearing different expressions, and continued.

"I will state the ugly truth upfront: while this ancient method can evolve a martial soul, it also has an unavoidable drawback."

"After the martial soul completes its essential evolution, there will be a slight dissipation of its origin. You must find me every year to consolidate your origin using a secret technique exclusive to me."

"If this consolidation is interrupted, in as little as three years or as long as five, the evolved martial soul will continuously regress, potentially even damaging your innate origin and leaving you unable to advance for the rest of your life."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd, previously filled with excitement, instantly hesitated.

They had to find him every year for consolidation?

This was equivalent to handing the lifeline of their martial souls entirely into the hands of this young man.

Once they turned against him, their futures would be completely ruined.

This price was simply too high.

Naturally, the Wordless Heavenly Book of Xue Yuheng did not have this hidden danger; this was simply his method of controlling these talented young women.

Back and forth... tsk tsk...

No emotion could be seen on Zhang Lexuan's cold, clear face, save for a trace of undeniable longing hidden deep within her eyes.

She was the captain of the Shrek Seven Devils, a six-ringed spirit emperor, and the leader among this group of students.

Zhang Lexuan's parents had died at the hands of evil spirit masters; she longed to become stronger more than anyone else present.

She longed to possess enough power to protect those she wished to protect and to reach even greater heights.

Just as silence filled the room, Wu Ming stood up abruptly.

She raised her hand, and golden flames instantly surged from her palm as the phantom of a three-legged Golden Crow with a golden-red body slowly spread its wings behind her.

The terrifying high temperature caused the air in the room to distort instantly, and the pressure of a semi-god-level martial soul was released without reservation.

"You do not need to doubt the authenticity of this ancient method."

Wu Ming's voice was resonant as her gaze swept across everyone present.

"Eight months ago, my martial soul was merely an ordinary Golden Crow. It was Brother Yuheng who used this ancient method to help me evolve my martial soul into the current Sun Golden Crow, a semi-god-level quality that wields the power of the sun's origin."

"You saw it at the tournament; Sun-type martial souls of the same rank didn't even have the qualifications to look me in the eye. This is the power of martial soul evolution."

Everyone in the room was completely stunned.

So, Wu Ming's martial soul wasn't a benign postnatal mutation as the inner court teachers had claimed, but an evolution caused by Xue Yuheng's ancient method!

They knew better than anyone just how strong Wu Ming's Sun Golden Crow was.

Since the tournament began, whenever Wu Ming took action, there was almost no enemy of the same rank who could withstand a single blow. That terrifying flame suppression was simply not something an ordinary spirit master could possess.

So, all of this wasn't innate—it was given by this young man before them?

The indifference on Chu Qingtian's face completely crumbled.

The goddess he longed for, the martial soul she was most proud of, was actually evolved by this little brat?

Did they really have such a deep connection?

No!

Impossible!

This kid must have used some crooked, evil means to coerce Wu Ming!

Wu Ming must be acting against her will!

Chu Qingtian's mind was in total chaos. He stood where he was, his face turning shades of green and white, his imagination running wild and unable to stop.

"I would like to try."

A cold, clear female voice rang out, breaking the silence of the room.