Tang Wutong vs. Huo Yutong! Who is the Tang Sect Princess?

"Xiao Ya!"

Bei Bei's face lit up as he saw Tang Ya emerge. Pushing aside the green branches above his head, he hurried to follow her.

Jiang Yi's appearance and Xiao Ya's uncharacteristic behavior had undoubtedly sent his sense of crisis into overdrive; he had made up his mind.

He did not want to wait any longer!

He was going to confess his feelings to Teacher Xiao Ya and prove his sincerity.

Xiao Ya, I love you!

Bei Bei clenched his fists, his gaze firm as he followed the bouncing ponytail, like a calf that had finally summoned the courage to charge.

Yet, he failed to notice that there was another gaze nearby, watching him in silence.

"Sigh, you need not be like this."

An aged sigh suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Lexuan.

Zhang Lexuan turned around and respectfully bowed to the old man who had suddenly appeared.

"Elder Mu!"

"Mm."

Mu En nodded slightly, a trace of pity flashing in his cloudy eyes. He looked at Zhang Lexuan and gently consoled her.

"As for that promise, you should just..."

"No! Elder Mu, you need not say more."

Before Mu En could finish, Zhang Lexuan interrupted, her gentle eyes filled with stubbornness.

"I dare not forget your kindness, Elder Mu. I will guard Shrek for the rest of my life."

It was Shrek that had helped her take revenge and given her the life she had now; this debt of gratitude was something she could not forget.

"Elder Mu, there are still matters to attend to in the Inner Court. This disciple will take her leave."

Zhang Lexuan cupped her hands and turned to leave, her silhouette resolute yet inexplicably permeated with a sense of loneliness.

"Foolish child..."

Mu En watched her retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.

Back then, he had made that promise on a whim, and now, as time passed, he regretted it deeply.

This debt of gratitude had become an obsession in Zhang Lexuan's heart, to the point where it was severely affecting her cultivation.

But when it came to matters of the heart, there was nothing he could do; forcing a union between her and Bei Bei would likely be a disaster for both of them.

"I hope you can let it go soon..."

Mu En shook his head, preparing to return to his rest, but the next moment, a Roar of the Eastern River Lion exploded from the dormitory building.

"You country bumpkin! How dare you?"

Mu En looked up and instantly rubbed his temples in a headache.

This little ancestor...

On the fourth floor, in a dormitory.

Two young girls were staring each other down—or more accurately, the powder-blue-haired girl was throwing a one-sided tantrum.

"I thought you were playing me—but you aren't playing me—doesn't that mean you are playing me?"

Tang Wutong stood with her hands on her hips, her powder-blue eyes full of irritation, her beautiful long hair fluttering slightly from her agitation.

She had tolerated this country bumpkin for long enough; peeking at her while she bathed was one thing, but she also smelled awful.

Facing Tang Wutong's accusations, Huo Yutong, who had been silent until now, finally reached her limit and looked up.

"If you want to fight, just say so."

Huo Yutong's face was cold.

She didn't want to cause trouble, but was what the other girl was saying even human language?

She had been sitting quietly on her bed folding clothes, bothering no one, yet she was still being picked on?

If she kept enduring this, the other girl would eventually pin her to the ground and humiliate her; if this could be endured, what could not?

"Hmph! Then let's go!"

Tang Wutong's eyes lit up. Eager for a fight, she rolled up her sleeves and turned to walk outside first.

Finally, someone to fight with! No one in the God Realm would ever cross blades with her.

However, Huo Yutong merely glanced at her and remained sitting on the bed, unmoved, making no move to follow.

"What? Are you scared?"

Tang Wutong paused, turned back with a contemptuous smile, and tilted her chin up slightly.

"One month's worth of meal money."

Huo Yutong's tone was indifferent; she didn't even look up, continuing to fold her clothes in a slow, methodical manner.

This fight would not be for nothing.

"Fine! But if I win, I don't want your meal money—"

Tang Wutong agreed readily, a flash of cunning crossing her powder-blue eyes.

"I just want you to get out of this dormitory."

She had only come here to gain experience and had no intention of forming any friendships or bonds with these mortals.

According to her two uncles, the Douluo Continent was currently enveloped by a spatial turbulence, meaning her father couldn't keep tabs on her for the time being.

That meant she could play around here to her heart's content, free from the constraints of that old man.

"Fine!"

Huo Yutong nodded calmly, finally putting down the clothes in her hands and standing up.

The two girls left the dormitory one after the other, arriving at an open space beside the dormitory building.

Sunlight spilled across the lawn, a gentle breeze blew by, and a few birds streaked across the distance; it was a fine day for a fight.

"Come on! I'll let you have the first move."

Tang Wutong chuckled, beckoning to Huo Yutong with her finger.

She had been full of pent-up frustration during the entrance examination, and now she had the perfect punching bag.

Facing the provocation, Huo Yutong didn't show much emotional fluctuation; she had endured far too much discrimination back at the Duke's Mansion.

Swish—

Huo Yutong flicked her toe, and a small pebble on the ground flew up, striking Tang Wutong squarely in the chest.

The bouncy curve of her chest sent the pebble ricocheting away without Tang Wutong even needing to lift a finger.

The damage was minimal, but the insult was immense!

Only then did Huo Yutong properly settle into a stance, a single yellow Soul Ring rising from her body.

"Come on!"

One move had passed!

Such a provocation naturally made Tang Wutong explode instantly.

"Good! Very good!"

Incensed, Tang Wutong launched into a sliding tackle, rushing toward Huo Yutong.

She didn't use her Martial Soul, but even so, her speed far exceeded that of an average one-ring Soul Master.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Huo Yutong, lifting her leg for a sweeping kick.

However, Huo Yutong moved after her but arrived first, striking the joint of her thigh with a precise palm.

"Hiss—"

Tang Wutong gasped.

A strange, numbing sensation spread out, and her kick, which had been heavy with momentum, instantly lost all its strength.

"How is this possible?"

She frowned, refusing to believe it. Twisting in mid-air, she unleashed a roundhouse kick toward Huo Yutong's waist.

But the result was the same; Huo Yutong landed another light palm strike.

Tang Wutong's right leg instantly felt as if all its strength had been drained, and her entire center of gravity shifted.

Bang!

Huo Yutong seized the opportunity to push out with her palm, striking Tang Wutong squarely on the shoulder.

Tang Wutong flew backward, her back slamming heavily into the lawn and kicking up a spray of grass.

"Cough, cough..."

Tang Wutong coughed lightly. Just as she tried to scramble up, she realized with horror that her legs had no sensation at all.

"You—what did you do to me?"

She jerked her head up to look at the approaching Huo Yutong, a look of panic appearing in her eyes for the first time.

From childhood until now, no one had ever made her look this pathetic.

"You lost."

Huo Yutong walked over and looked down at her, her tone calm.

She had expected a bitter struggle, but she hadn't anticipated that this person would be so careless as to not even activate her Martial Soul.

"..."

Tang Wutong fell silent.

Looking at Huo Yutong, she finally noticed that the other girl's eyes had turned a brilliant gold, that eerie gaze seemingly capable of seeing through everything she was.

First Soul Skill, Eye of True Sight!

This soul skill could not compare to Tian Meng's Spirit Detection, yet it possessed its own unique advantages, especially after Huo Yutong came into contact with the Tang Sect's peerless arts.

With the premise of being able to see through the opponent's soul power circulation, and by utilizing the Tang Sect's exquisite Hidden Weapon techniques, Huo Yutong discovered that she could easily dismantle most people's soul skills.

Meeting moves with moves... this phrase was perfectly embodied by her.

"You win."

Tang Wutong gritted her teeth, but still reached out and tossed her meal card to the Huo Yutong standing before her.

Although it was because she had been careless and hadn't even activated her Martial Soul, she did not want to make excuses for herself.

With the opponent's bizarre ability, even if she went all out, she might not necessarily gain any advantage.

"Thank you!"

Huo Yutong caught the meal card, and upon seeing the balance on it, the coldness on her face vanished instantly, a smile rippling across her brows and eyes.

What a wealthy snob!!!

She thought for a moment, then crouched down to withdraw the soul power she had injected into the muscles of Tang Wutong's inner thigh.

At least she paid...

"Hm? It's better?"

Tang Wutong instantly felt her legs regain sensation, and she widened her eyes in surprise.

How was this done?

But Huo Yutong had already turned and left. Tang Wutong blinked, her curiosity ultimately overcoming the pride in her heart.

"Hey? Was that your soul skill?"

She scrambled up from the lawn, brushed the grass clippings off her skirt, and followed after her.

"No."

"Then what was that thing?"

"A secret."

"If you tell me, I'll give you two months' worth of meal money..."

"Well, about that, it's actually..."

The two young girls walked one after the other, returning to the dormitory building, the atmosphere between them having quietly become a bit more harmonious.

On the first floor, dormitory Zero-Zero-Zero.

Jiang Yi sat at the table, flipping through the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record in his hands.

Since Tang Ya had gifted it to him, there was no reason not to read it; Jiang Yi was not so pedantic, and getting something for free was not the same as being a freeloader.

As everyone knows, transmigrators have no credibility.

"So much is missing?"

Jiang Yi shook his head, feeling somewhat speechless.

In this copy of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, there were only some basic Hidden Weapon methods.

Those high-level Hidden Weapons, like the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus or Guanyin's Tears, were only mentioned in a few sparse lines of legend.

If one could actually cultivate those by themselves, they would be a god-like person.

Moreover, the most important poison chapter was missing; the content within had been compiled by later generations tasting poisons themselves.

No wonder the Tang Sect had declined.

"Forget it, it's better than nothing."

Jiang Yi closed the classic, but he did not cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Instead, he pinched his nose hard, squeezing out two drops of tears.

He reached out and grabbed Tian Meng, who was still fast asleep inside the Master Ball, pulling her out.

"Hm? What is it again? I told you, don't disturb Big Sister's sleep if there's nothing wrong."

Tian Meng let out a yawn without even opening her eyes, clearly having slept to her heart's content.

But the next moment, she snapped her eyes open with a whoosh.

"You... what happened to you?"

Tian Meng blinked, looking at Jiang Yi, whose eyes were red, and her tone changed instantly.

Who bullied my master?

After all, this was Shrek Academy, and to avoid being discovered by others, she rarely took the initiative to probe the outside world.

"It's nothing, Tian Meng."

Jiang Yi shook his head, wiped the tear stains from the corners of his eyes, and handed over the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record in his hand.

"Didn't you say there were no spiritual attack methods? I've found them for you; this is the legendary Sea God Inheritance..."

His voice held seven parts hoarseness, three parts joy, and a lingering trace of exhaustion.

"Jiang Yi..."

Seeing this, how could Tian Meng not understand... Jiang Yi must have made some shady deal for her sake!

The Sea God Inheritance—how precious was that!

She never expected that a casual complaint she once made would be kept in Jiang Yi's heart, and that he would silently go and seek it out for her...

"Waaaah—Jiang Yi, Big Sis didn't misjudge you!!!"

Tian Meng was moved to tears, her sobs coming in waves as droplets fell one after another.

She shifted back into her golden-haired little girl form and dove into Jiang Yi's arms, crying like a three-year-old child.

"From now on, when you hold Big Sis while sleeping, I'll definitely stay in human form... and I won't kick you anymore... wuu wuu wuu..."

"Big Sis Tian Meng, as long as you're happy!"

Jiang Yi gently hugged the little girl in his arms, his gaze glancing nonchalantly toward the system panel.

Intimacy: 40%, 41%... 52%... 60%...

Jiang Yi smiled in gratification.

Greatness, no words needed!