Ice Domain

Ma Hongjun lay back on the sofa with his hands behind his head, exuding the composure of one who would remain unmoved even if Mount Tai were to collapse before him.

But he soon realized he had thought things too simple.

The space was already small, and with eleven people squeezed inside, it felt incredibly cramped.

The confined space was quickly filled with the scent of cheap perfume.

This familiar fragrance caused long-dormant desires to run wild in the Fatty's heart.

Fortunately, he had the Ice Underwear to protect him; the freezing sensation that hit his rising excitement against the wall of ice made Ma Hongjun shiver uncontrollably.

"Hiss, thank goodness for Brother Lu Xian, otherwise I would have been done for this time."

The assessment required him to chat about life with ten big sisters, so Ma Hongjun couldn't exactly remain silent the whole time.

But the moment he opened his mouth, these women began firing off dirty jokes, nearly causing him to lose an Ice Underwear.

These are all stumbling blocks on the road to godhood.

Ma Hongjun, you are only here to do three things today!

Stay calm, stay calm, and for the love of god, stay calm!

Seeing that Ma Hongjun truly had no intention of breaking the seal on his Ice Underwear today, several of the young ladies immediately lost interest.

Fortunately, a few chatterboxes began to recount their pitiful experiences before entering the profession, which helped the Fatty pass the time and made the ordeal feel less unbearable.

For three consecutive days, the Fatty did not touch a drop of food or get a wink of sleep.

Coupled with the bone-chilling cold constantly radiating from the Ice Underwear, his lips began to turn purple.

Meanwhile, in the Broom Shop not far away, Lu Xian suddenly perked up.

"Yo, he actually completed it smoothly."

"Not bad, little Fatty."

Wish Level E, executor completion rate 100%.
Reward: 300 days of cultivation, 80 years added to soul ring age.
Reward: Ice Domain.

Hearing that yet another domain had been issued as a reward, the corners of Lu Xian's mouth began to curl upward wildly.

After receiving the domain, he expanded it, and the temperature in the room plummeted by several degrees.

However, just like the previous Luck Domain, the initial Ice Domain had a tiny range and its power was not particularly great.

But having learned from previous experience, Lu Xian was not worried.

As the assessment continued to unfold, the power and range of this domain would gradually increase.

It might even be possible to reach the point of freezing time and space in the future.

Lu Xian was very satisfied with the rewards, though he did not forget his destined laborer.

After deducting the vast majority, Lu Xian quite readily distributed the rewards to the Fatty.

Inside Red Light Street, the Fatty, who had already lost all hope, finally heard the notification sound he had been longing for.

"God of Calmness Tenth Trial, 'Unmoved by Beauty' completed."

"Reward: 100 days of cultivation, 20 years added to soul ring age."

"Acquired: Calmness Domain."

"Phew, it... it's finally over."

"Goodbye, sisters—no, no, no, it's 'never see you again'!"

The Fatty did not want to receive such torturous assessments ever again; he hurriedly got up, changed out of the Ice Underwear, and left Red Light Street under the disdainful gazes of the big sisters.

Arriving at the street corner, the Fatty didn't even enter the Broom Shop, instead bolting straight toward Shrek Academy.

Having not eaten for three days, he was so hungry he was seeing stars.

Returning to the academy and entering the cafeteria, the Fatty quickly asked Shao Xin for some food to reward his rumbling stomach.

But soon, the notification sound echoed in his mind once again.

"God of Calmness Eleventh Trial, 'Appetite is also a Desire'."

"Fast for three days, ensuring you are not controlled by your appetite and do not become a glutton who only knows how to eat."

"Time limit: three days."

The spoon the Fatty had brought to his mouth froze instantly, and a stampede of ten thousand horses began to gallop through his heart.

Can't you wait until I finish this meal before issuing the assessment?

I can understand that appetite is a desire, but I'm about to starve to death!

With no room for negotiation, the Fatty could only tearfully put down the spoon in his hand.

Under Shao Xin's puzzled gaze, he walked toward his dormitory, his back looking exceptionally hunched.

Despite his young age, he gave Shao Xin a feeling of being utterly drained of vitality.

"Hongjun, you're not eating anymore?"

"I'm not eating, I'm not hungry..."

As he walked toward the dormitory, the fatty kept warning himself in his heart that he wasn't hungry at all.

Entering the room, the fatty threw himself directly onto his bed, and only then did he remember the rewards he had received for completing the major trial.

After checking, he discovered that his soul power had reached level 18 after receiving the 100 days of cultivation.

His soul ring age had also broken through 550 years, and the power of his soul skill was one-tenth greater than before.

Only then did Ma Hongjun slightly forget the suffering he had just endured.

"What exactly does this Calmness Domain do?"

As the fatty doubtfully activated the domain, a chill seeped directly into his mind.

Already cold and hungry, he shivered instantly.

"Ugh... so cold. With this domain, I should be able to completely suppress the Evil Fire."

After receiving the rewards, the fatty immediately forced himself to shut down, otherwise, the hunger would constantly torment his young soul.

For the next period of time, Flender was astonished to discover something.

His disciple not only stopped venting the Evil Fire, but now he didn't even like to eat.

After eating a few meals, he would likely starve himself for several days afterward, and the duration of his refusal to eat grew longer and longer.

Eventually, he could even go dozens of days without eating.

To the point where he could no longer be called a fatty, as that layer of blubber had quietly vanished due to the starvation.

Unable to bear it any longer, Flender finally found the pale-faced, starving fatty.

"Hongjun, tell me honestly, what the hell are you doing lately?"

"Tea... Teacher, I am cultivating. Only those who can control their desires can become true powerhouses."

These words, which were originally full of truth, lacked any persuasiveness when spoken in the fatty's weak and listless tone.

At the very least, they couldn't convince Flender right now.

"This old man has cultivated step by step to become a Soul Saint, and I have never heard of such a cultivation method. Do you take your teacher for a fool?"

Ma Hongjun weakly pulled at the corners of his mouth in a forced smile; it was time to tell his teacher about being chosen by a god.

"Teacher, have you ever heard of gods?"

"Heh, you don't mean to tell me that all this is the will of a god, do you?"

"That's right, Teacher. How did you know?"

Hearing this, Flender glanced at his disciple in astonishment, beginning to wonder if this kid had fried his brain with the Evil Fire because he didn't have any money.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Would a god even look at you?"

"But Teacher, my cultivation has really reached level 20."

"What?"

Flender's eyes widened. Recently, due to his concern for his disciple's health, he hadn't considered the issue of his cultivation level at all.

He hurried forward to investigate.

Upon checking, it was exactly as the boy had said; the soul power fluctuations were those of a Soul Grand Master.

Flender stood up and frantically pushed up his glasses.

"This isn't scientific. While geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power are rare, they aren't non-existent."

"But why would one look at this brat? His Innate Soul Power was only level nine!"

Pacing back and forth for a moment, Flender still couldn't believe it.

"Hongjun, were you really chosen by a god?"

"Teacher, you should be thinking about when you'll take me to hunt a soul beast after I finish this trial!"

"This... alright then!"

Excluding all other possibilities, the most impossible option had to be the correct answer.

Flender had no choice but to accept the fact that his disciple had been chosen by a god.