The Little Witch's True Colors

Next, Wu Xing and Dugu Yan fought another two-person soul duel.

Same recipe, same flavor; Dugu Yan took care of the opponents all by herself, showing off to the fullest in front of Ning Rongrong and the other two girls.

Of course, the Cold Wind Retains Xing combination couldn't be left out at the end, and Wu Xing also displayed his own martial soul.

Compared to Dugu Yan's combat, his was even more impactful—it was truly one shot, one kid down.

I really want to be shot!

No, that's not right—I really want to form a duo with Brother Wu Xing.

Ning Rongrong watched Wu Xing display his divine might on the arena, her eyes sparkling with endless stars, filled to the brim with a sense of security.

If she could fight side-by-side with him, how happy would that be?

As she thought about it.

A crystalline thread of saliva trickled down the corner of her mouth.

"Rongrong, you're drooling," Xiao Wu teased.

Ning Rongrong's face flushed red instantly; she hurriedly wiped the corner of her mouth and glared back at her.

Xiao Wu didn't mind.

In truth, she had thoughts about Brother Wu Xing too, but she didn't dare to be as blatant as Ning Rongrong.

After all, the pictures she had sent in the Chat Group had been downvoted twice, and she still felt a bit insecure about it.

As for Tang San?

She had almost forgotten such a person existed.

Not to mention that he had been snatched away by Dugu Bo and had been missing for quite some time, but ever since she joined the Chat Group and learned that his father had planned to use the same method against her that he had used against Sister Ah Yin.

Whatever small amount of affection she had for him had long since ceased to exist.

If she weren't afraid of alerting the enemy, she would have already fled Shrek Academy.

Zhu Zhuqing had watched all of this unfold from the sidelines.

She harbored similar feelings for Wu Xing, but being cold and detached by nature, she simply didn't know how to express them.

Wu Xing was the man who could allow her to break the shackles of fate, who could make her infinitely stronger, allowing her to surpass that woman and even leave her far behind, making the other party look up to her existence.

Although her soul power was only at level thirty-nine right now, his domineering declaration of protecting his own in the group was exactly what she had been searching for.

He was countless times stronger than that fiancé assigned to her by her family since childhood, Dai Mubai, who only knew how to run away.

On the arena.

Wu Xing retracted his martial soul.

Ye Lingling didn't even notice that she had habitually linked her arm with his as they walked off the stage.

She was a support soul master, a Nine Heart Begonia, a pure healer; having a powerful arm to rely on was such a grounding and reassuring thing.

How should she put it? This feeling was wonderful, and addictive.

As it happened, Wu Xing was exactly that type.

Even if Dugu Yan didn't force the issue, after spending enough time together, she would have become infatuated with him anyway.

This was why she had subconsciously linked her arm with his, without even realizing it herself.

As her good sister, Dugu Yan naturally noticed this, and the smile on her face grew even wider; it seemed she wouldn't even need to provide assists in the future, as Lingling was already unable to let go.

"Brother Wu Xing, you're so amazing! That shot just now was simply cool as hell!"

Back in the main hall, Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to crowd around him.

True to her Little Witch nature, she didn't hide or hold anything back.

Wu Xing glanced at her, puzzled, "Which shot?"

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment, then burst into a giggle, her eyes darting toward a certain area.

"Every shot is cool. As long as it's Brother Wu Xing's 'shot,' there isn't one that isn't cool."

Holy crap!

This little witch!

I suspect you're making dirty jokes!

Wu Xing finally caught on.

But he truly hadn't meant anything else by it; it was just a subconscious question, and he hadn't expected the other party to interpret it that way.

Xiao Wu was the first one who couldn't hold it in, her gaze sweeping downward—the Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit was no joke.

She didn't blush, and she didn't even catch her breath.

Next was Dugu Yan; thinking of the situation from last night, a flush crept onto her face.

She had almost experienced it herself—it was all that damn Qian Renxue's fault.

Then there was Zhu Zhuqing, whose cold, aloof face looked slightly unnatural; she wasn't ignorant of such things, and she understood exactly what Ning Rongrong was talking about.

Finally, there was Ye Lingling. Thinking of how Yan Yan had described Wu Xing as incredibly strong, her face flushed to the roots of her neck, yet her gaze couldn't help but linger on him.

Wu Xing felt completely numb.

Could you all please show a little restraint? I'm a genuine big bad wolf, you know!

Why are you all acting as if I'm the little lamb?

Could it be that this is the so-called "when women get lecherous, there's nothing left for men to do"?

By the time they walked out of the Great Soul Arena, the sun was already setting.

However, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of leaving; instead, they kept trailing right by Wu Xing's side.

"Hey, how long do you plan on following me? Shrek Academy is that way!"

Seeing the three girls clearly prepared to stick to him to the end, Dugu Yan's expression darkened.

"Mind your own business. We're accompanying Brother Wu Xing, not you."

Ning Rongrong didn't care in the slightest and immediately retorted.

"You!" Dugu Yan was fuming.

Seeing that they were about to start bickering again, Wu Xing waved his hand to stop them: "Alright, stop the noise."

"Since we've run into each other, let's go grab a meal together."

He had originally intended to head straight back to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but given the current situation, if he didn't appease the Little Witch and the others, they would likely follow him all the way there.

"Yay! Brother Wu Xing, Rongrong knows exactly which hotel in Heaven Dou City is the best."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong cheered happily and hurriedly began to make recommendations.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up at the mention, their faces filled with joy.

After all, they hadn't managed to exchange more than a few words with Brother Wu Xing inside the Great Soul Arena.

Dugu Yan's face fell slightly, but since Brother Wu Xing had already spoken, she couldn't very well object.

Ye Lingling, on the other hand, was indifferent; she would go wherever Wu Xing went.

She was sensitive and observant, and she understood clearly that among these people, she was the most peripheral girl.

Everyone else had joined the group, but she was the outsider.

It was only by luck that Wu Xing had come to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and with the assistance of her good friend Yan Yan, she had managed to be included.

Unknowingly, she had already calmly accepted her status as Wu Xing's girlfriend, even if it had happened in a daze.

Ning Rongrong was truly worthy of being the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; the hotel she recommended was sufficiently luxurious and grand.

The entire main hall was resplendent with gold and jade, with crystal chandeliers crafted from Soul Tools hanging from the dome, and the floor covered in thick, plush carpeting.

Though there weren't many people, everyone was dressed in finery, clearly indicating that this was a place primarily for hosting royalty and nobility.

"Tch, showing off."

Dugu Yan glanced around and curled her lip.

It was true that her grandfather was a Title Douluo and she wasn't inexperienced, but she didn't frequent places like this.

It wasn't that she couldn't afford it, but that there was no need.

"It's Brother Wu Xing's first time here, so of course it has to be the best."

Ning Rongrong replied righteously, as if the two girls were locked in a contest.

Wu Xing shook his head while watching them; were these two just fundamentally incompatible?

They had been competing and bickering since the Soul Arena, neither willing to yield to the other.

If he were to take them both in later, wouldn't his backyard be turned upside down?

That wouldn't do; before bringing them home, he would have to properly discipline them first.

Led by a waiter, the group entered a private room.

The room was spacious, with a round table in the center covered in a gold-threaded tablecloth, illuminated as brightly as day by Soul Tool lamps.

As soon as they entered, Ning Rongrong seized the chance while the others were letting go and settling in to claim one of the seats right next to Wu Xing.

The speed was so startling that Dugu Yan didn't even have time to react.

By the time she came to her senses, Ning Rongrong was already seated, smiling as she held the menu and looked at Wu Xing.

"Brother Wu Xing, what would you like to eat? Rongrong will order for you."

Dugu Yan's face turned black instantly; this little brat was even more detestable than Qian Renxue!!!