Tang Wutong's Unease

The sun slowly slipped away, and the entire Shrek was plated with a silver edge by the moon in the sky.

Xiao Yi walked slowly to the door of Dorm 108. These days, he had basically been using meditation to replace sleep; having grown accustomed to his lazy habits over the years, he actually felt a bit unaccustomed to it.

With a flash of silver light from his storage Soul Tool, Xiao Yi took out his key to open the door. The room was pitch black, looking as if there was no one inside.

"Not here?" Xiao Yi pushed the door open and entered. Upon turning on the light, he was immediately dumbfounded: Tang Wutong, dressed in men's clothing, was lying on his bed, fully clothed, hugging his pillow and sleeping soundly.

A few question marks slowly appeared on Xiao Yi's forehead???

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tang Wutong on the bed sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked at Xiao Yi in front of her in a daze. A strand of powder-blue hair stood up on her head, drooping down like a powder-blue doll that hadn't been powered on.

Seeing Xiao Yi staring straight at her, she hadn't quite reacted yet.

"Xiao Yi, you're back. Why are you staring at me?" She even forgot to change her vocal range, and what came out was a crisp, feminine voice. Xiao Yi didn't mind this; he had known all along that she was a girl, just playing along with a fool.

"You ask why I'm staring at you? Why are you sleeping on my bed?" Xiao Yi said with annoyance.

Tang Wutong's face flushed red. She scrambled off the bed in a panic, patted her somewhat disheveled school uniform, and quickly resumed her usual arrogant expression.

"I... This Young Master was just too tired from class, and I accidentally fell asleep on your bed." Her voice sounded slightly lacking in confidence. The truth was not so; the feeling of having lost a beloved toy had become increasingly obvious after Xiao Yi left.

She had no choice but to climb onto Xiao Yi's bed and smell the scent he left behind to fall asleep.

Xiao Yi looked at Tang Wutong, who was kneeling on his bed looking somewhat dazed and cute, and the corners of his eyes twitched. This somewhat pitiful appearance, paired with men's clothing, felt rather strange.

"Forget it, go back to your own bed to sleep. We're both boys anyway, it doesn't matter if you sleep there for a bit," Xiao Yi said quite casually.

Tang Wutong, however, began to fidget again. She felt too embarrassed to speak; could she really say that she couldn't fall asleep now without smelling his scent? Her inner reserve kept her from saying it.

Tang Wutong got up from Xiao Yi's bed and moved back to her own, but after only a short while, her little mouth began to chatter incessantly.

From the moment Xiao Yi left, she recounted almost everything in minute detail, from being called to eat by someone on a certain day to what she did in class every day—she poured it all out at once.

The little girl who grew up under the wings of her parents had found her only recognized friend, and the words in her mouth began to multiply.

In this world, Xiao Yi was probably the only one who had seen such a talkative Tang Wutong. At this moment, she was completely devoid of the cold, icy demeanor she showed to the outside world.

As the night deepened, Xiao Yi slowly fell asleep. Tang Wutong lay on her own bed, feeling that there was something wrong that she had overlooked, but she couldn't recall it no matter how hard she tried.

Listening to the other's gradually steady breathing, she muttered to herself.

"What exactly was it?" As soon as she spoke, Tang Wutong felt terrible. Her voice was crisp and melodious—purely a girl's voice—and she had been using this vocal range all night.

In an instant, Tang Wutong froze. Xiao Yi had gone to hunt soul beasts these past few days, so she hadn't been suppressing her voice in the dormitory; mainly, it wasn't very comfortable, even though her voice was naturally youthful due to her young age.

Coupled with the fact that she had performed a Martial Soul Fusion with Huo Yutong while Xiao Yi was away, she had let her guard down.

The next morning, Tang Wutong, who was clearly listless, followed Xiao Yi downstairs, and the two headed toward the classroom.

Although he, Xiao, was no longer what he used to be, he still had to attend classes.

For a rogue soul master like him, this knowledge was still very important; he had no other way to obtain such information.

Otherwise, Xiao Yi wouldn't have chosen the Red Fire Python as his first soul beast. He had suffered from a lack of culture; after all, it was just a soul beast with relatively low bloodline and potential.

Walking on the side, Tang Wutong kept stealing glances at Xiao Yi's reaction. Seeing that he remained indifferent, she felt quite restless.

She had thought about it all night and felt that Xiao Yi must have known her identity as a girl, but why was there no reaction, and why did he do nothing?

With her love-struck brain, she couldn't figure it out. The other party spent all day talking to her and even saved her from a Soul Emperor's attack—didn't that just mean he liked her? After knowing she was a girl, shouldn't he immediately confess to this young lady, and then she would give him a chance?

Xiao Yi: What kind of simp behavior is this?

The moment they walked into the classroom, countless gazes turned toward Xiao Yi, mostly filled with fear and admiration, along with two particularly different gazes.

Xiao Yi walked straight toward Huo Yutong and Xiao Xiao. The two little lolis, one blue and one green, were still cute and pleasing to the eye.

"Xiao Xiao, Yutong." Xiao Yi smiled and greeted them. Huo Yutong's eyes were almost glued to Xiao Yi. She responded in a low voice and moved her body a little closer to Xiao Yi, feeling incredibly peaceful and happy as she sensed the scent on him.

After seeing Xiao Yi standing on the stage to vent her anger that day, ripples had begun to stir in her heart, but she was too insecure to ever get close.

"Brother Xiao Yi is already at the fourth ring, and I'm only a first-ring soul master..."

"Little Yutong, don't worry. Big Sister told you, as long as you obtain your second martial soul, you will definitely be able to catch up to him." Just as Huo Yutong was feeling dejected, Tian Meng's voice rang out in her heart.

"Back in the day, Big Sister was just like you, insecure and afraid to pursue her own love. But Big Sister worked hard and became that unprecedented million-year soul beast, and then I became the one being pursued." Tian Meng's tone was impassioned, carrying an inspiring power.

As for how she was pursued, don't ask about that—being hunted down still counts as being pursued, right?

Hearing this, Huo Yutong cheered herself up in her heart, her sparkling eyes looking firmly at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi, who was chatting with Xiao Xiao sitting in front, felt Huo Yutong's gaze and smiled, patting the little cutie's head. He kept warning himself in his heart: This will lead to an electric shock, hold it in.

Tang Wutong, on the side, watched the harmonious trio and felt indignant, cursing Xiao Yi frantically.

Bastard, flirting in front of this young lady. Once I recover my true appearance, I'll make sure you regret it.

"By the way, Brother Xiao Yi, what are you going to do about the team for the freshman assessment? Yutong, Wulin, and I have already formed a team." Xiao Xiao's voice rang out, pulling her thoughts back. Seeing the gaze Xiao Yi cast, she snorted with annoyance, but still nodded slowly.

Xiao Yi was a bit surprised; he hadn't expected these three to end up together just like in the original work.

"Oh, right, Brother Xiao Yi, during the time you were away, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill even emerged between Wulin and Yutong," Xiao Xiao said excitedly. After speaking, she looked at Xiao Yi uneasily with a guilty little look; she had taken advantage of Xiao Yi's absence, otherwise, she would never have been able to join a team with those two.

Xiao Yi was even more surprised. The God Realm was gone, yet these two could still have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Wasn't Tang Wutong complete? What was going on? Could it be that these two were naturally capable of Martial Soul Fusion? That shouldn't be right.

Of course, these two couldn't have performed a Martial Soul Fusion originally; it was just that God King Tang's hand had been reaching toward Huo Yutong, the daughter of destiny, from the very beginning, and he had made preparations before Tang Wutong descended to the mortal realm.

Looking at the embarrassed Xiao Xiao, Xiao Yi patted her head.

"It's fine, you don't need to worry about this matter." He also prepared to go ask his cheap senior brother how to handle this situation.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao felt relieved; it was true, given Brother Xiao Yi's strength, there really didn't seem to be any need for him to participate in the Freshman Grand Competition.

Huo Yutong and Tang Wutong were currently exchanging glances.

Tang San seemed to have been a God King for too long; within his world-shaking wisdom lay a massive flaw, or perhaps it was something even he himself was unaware of—after all, his teacher back in the day was none other than Gang Zi.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill was an ability that required the exchange of martial souls and souls; in other words, the very instant Huo Yutong and Tang Wutong fused their martial souls, they knew each other's gender.

Seeing the look in Tang Wutong's eyes, Huo Yutong understood in her heart: You two really know how to play, I want to join in too.

(Extra chapter released, requesting monthly tickets and recommendation votes, I'm burned out.)