The Plot Changes, The Youth Who Moved Into Dormitory 108 Early!

Yet, the black-haired youth before him, who had just entered the academy by holding a Shrek Token, caused a ripple of genuine "curiosity" to stir within his otherwise stagnant state of mind.

The first thing that caught his attention was the youth's mental strength, which was vastly disproportionate to his cultivation level.

With Mu En's level of attainment, he did not need to deliberately probe; merely through his near-instinctive perception of life and resonance with spiritual energy, he could discern that Huo Yuhao's mental strength was solid and pure.

Although the total volume was not vast, its "quality" and "degree of control" had vaguely reached the level of refinement expected of a Soul Elder or even higher!

For a thirteen-level Soul Master who had just obtained his first soul ring, this was a simply inconceivable phenomenon.

Perhaps it could be attributed to his martial soul being a rare Spirit Attribute one, but even so, such "precocity" and "purity" of mental strength far exceeded the level of any Spirit Attribute Soul Master at the same stage known to Mu En.

However, what truly made Mu En feel that he "could not see through" the boy, and even gave rise to a sense of "disbelief," was not this abnormally powerful mental strength, but the unique aura—ethereal yet undeniably present—that lingered around the youth.

It was a flavor of... "Unity of Heaven and Man."

It was not an imitation, nor was it deliberately cultivated; rather, it was a state where he seemed to exist in harmonious resonance with the surrounding energy of heaven and earth, the breathing of vegetation, and the flow of light and shadow.

As he walked, the slight contact of his footsteps with the ground, the rhythm of his breathing, and even the movement of his gaze all fit subtly with the environment, forming a seamless whole without the slightest stagnation or conflict.

"Unity of Heaven and Man."

This was a profound realm that a Soul Master would only gradually touch upon after breaking through to level ninety-five, becoming a Super Douluo, and beginning to deeply comprehend the connection between their own martial soul and the laws of heaven and earth!

It was an important sign of a Soul Master's transition from "utilizing power" to "perceiving the laws."

Yet this youth was only level thirteen!

How could a beginner who had just stepped across the threshold of the Soul Master world possess such a clear, natural aura of "Unity of Heaven and Man"?

Even if it were only an extremely faint prototype, it was enough to subvert common sense!

This aura did not stem from powerful soul power or fluctuations in mental strength; it was more like an external manifestation of the essence of life and the traits of the soul—an innate "Dao rhyme."

It was precisely this aura, like a thin mist shrouding the youth, that made Mu En's eyes—which could see through countless illusions—feel a hint of "haze," unable to discern his full foundation at a single glance.

"Shrek Token... abnormal mental strength... and this... aura of Unity of Heaven and Man..."

Thoughts turned in Mu En's mind. It seems that a truly interesting little fellow has come to the academy this year. I just don't know if this 'strangeness' will be a blessing or a curse...

He did not take any action, merely closing his eyes again to return to his drowsy appearance, as if that glance had been purely accidental.

Shrek Academy embraced all things and never refused any potential genius or freak.

As long as it did not harm the academy, he was happy to wait and see how things developed.

Perhaps this strange youth could stir up some different waves in this place where monsters gathered?

Inside the dormitory building.

The corridor was spacious and bright with clean floors, and on both sides were rows of closed doors with number plates hanging on them.

The air was filled with a mixture of new wood, paint, and a faint scent of disinfectant, indicating that the place had just been renovated and tidied up.

Huo Yuhao's footsteps were steady, his gaze sweeping over the door numbers: 102, 104, 106...

Soon, he arrived before the door of Dormitory 108.

According to Wang Teng's memories, this should have been the starting point where his fate intertwined with that "Tang family princess," Wang Dong.

His footsteps did not falter, but as he passed the slightly ajar door of Dormitory 108, his gaze glanced inside quite naturally, like a curious new student passing by.

The interior of the dormitory was simple and standard: two single beds against the walls, two wardrobes, two desks, and a window.

At this moment, the bed near the window was already neatly made, covered with plain but clearly high-quality sheets and bedding.

A youth was sitting on the edge of the made bed, his back to the door, seemingly lost in thought or resting.

The youth appeared to be twelve or thirteen years old, his build slightly sturdier than Huo Yuhao's. He wore a light blue martial outfit made of exquisite material and tailored to fit, with fine dark embroidery at the collar and cuffs, clearly indicating an extraordinary background.

From the side, one could see the profile of his handsome face, which carried a hint of heroic spirit; his nose was straight, and his eyes held a sense of composure naturally formed in an environment of privilege.

Among ordinary people, he would definitely be called a "handsome young man."

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection swept over him silently the moment he glanced in.

The fluctuation of twenty-four levels of soul power was clearly perceptible.

Reaching the level of a Soul Grand Master at this age was already a sign of outstanding talent among the soul master community, one in a hundred.

Combined with his attire and bearing, he was likely a disciple being heavily cultivated by some major family or sect.

Not "Wang Dong."

Huo Yuhao immediately made a judgment in his heart.

Although the "Wang Dong" in Wang Teng's memories should have been of the same age, the description of his appearance did not match the handsome, heroic air of the youth before him.

More importantly, in that memory, Dormitory 108 only housed "Huo Yuhao" and "Wang Dong," with no detailed description of a third party.

Did I take a step forward, entering the academy via the Shrek Token and receiving the dormitory assignment before "Wang Dong," causing "Wang Dong" to be assigned to a different room?

Or is it that... because of this youth's existence, "Wang Dong" wasn't assigned to 108 at all?

Huo Yuhao's thoughts raced. Or perhaps this youth himself is a "variable"?

In Wang Teng's memories, there is no "original plot" information regarding this person.

Is he an ordinary genius student who appeared here by chance due to the butterfly effect brought about by my rebirth?

Or could it be... that he, like me, is not an "original"?

For instance, is he like Wang Teng, a "plot-knower" from outside this world? Or perhaps... some other form of "transmigrator" or "reborn soul"?

This thought caused Huo Yuhao's gaze to turn chillingly cold for a fleeting moment.

One Wang Teng was already an unexpected surprise; if more such "outsiders" were to intervene in this world that Tang San viewed as a chessboard, the situation would become far more complex and unpredictable, adding countless variables to his path of revenge.

Huo Yuhao's face remained devoid of expression, as if he had merely cast a casual glance and lost interest.

He did not pause his steps, walking straight past Dormitory 108 and continuing toward his own Dormitory 110 deep in the corridor.

However, in the depths of his heart, he had already marked the handsome stranger in Dormitory 108 as a "suspicious object" that required distance and covert observation.

Until he figured out the other party's background, he would not make easy contact, nor would he allow them to disrupt his plans.

"Regardless of whether you are an accidental variable or a deliberate intruder..."

Huo Yuhao gripped the key to 110 tightly, the cold touch of the metal keeping him clear-headed, "As long as you don't block my path or cross my bottom line, we shall remain at peace. Otherwise..."

A flash of cold light flickered and vanished in his eyes.