The Silver Dragon King's Wisdom! Little Yao Chuan, I Will Definitely Subdue You!

The sunset's afterglow plated Eastsea Academy in a layer of lazy gold.

As the clamor faded, students left in twos and threes; the day's cultivation and studies had finally come to an end.

Gu Yue did not return to the dormitory, nor did she head to the cafeteria.

Her slender figure darted rapidly through the complex alleys on the outskirts of the academy, like a streak of purple light merging into the shadows.

Her destination was an absolutely secluded corner, far from human habitation, witnessed only by abandoned brick walls and weeds growing stubbornly in the crevices.

A tall figure already stood there, as if fused with the shadows themselves.

A heavy black cloak obscured the visitor's form and face, leaving only a profound, ancient, and majestic aura to permeate the narrow space.

It was none other than the supreme being of Star Dou Forest, the Beast God Di Tian.

He had deliberately restrained his overly terrifying aura to avoid alerting human powerhouses.

Gu Yue stopped in her tracks, and the moonlight happened to pass through the narrow alley entrance, illuminating half of her exquisite face.

In those violet eyes danced a light of irrepressible excitement, completely different from the somewhat cold and distant demeanor she displayed at the academy.

"Di Tian!" Her voice carried the thrill of discovering a massive treasure, even tinged with a slight tremor. "We came to the right place! Eastsea City is practically a city of treasures!"

Di Tian's low voice emerged from beneath the cloak, carrying a hint of inquiry: "My Lord, what has happened? To make you so joyful?"

For something to make the Silver Dragon King Gu Yue this excited, it was certainly no small matter.

Gu Yue took a deep breath, struggling to calm her state of mind, but the brilliance in her eyes remained dazzling.

"Today at the academy, I had close contact with two people! Yao Chuan, and that new student named Tang Wulin." She deliberately emphasized her tone. "From both of them, I sensed an extremely rich... dragon-attribute aura! Primordial, pure, and powerful!"

The body hidden beneath Di Tian's cloak seemed to tremble slightly.

"Dragon-attribute aura? And for it to make you, my Lord, care so much..." His voice grew grave. "Could it be... the target is one of them? Has the inheritor of the Golden Dragon King's essence appeared?"

The Golden Dragon King!

This name itself represented a terrifying power capable of shaking the world. Finding and controlling this power was a core link in their grand plan to revive the soul beast race.

Gu Yue shook her head slightly, her lips curling into a mysterious and confident arc.

"Yes, and no." Her words left Di Tian somewhat confused.

"The aura on Tang Wulin does indeed carry a trace of the Golden Dragon King's unique violence and unyielding nature; although it is still very weak, the origin is unmistakable." Gu Yue continued, "However, the real surprise is that Yao Chuan!"

Her gaze drifted into the void, as if savoring a memory.

"Yao Chuan... his dragon-attribute aura, while not that of the Golden Dragon King, is..." She paused, seemingly searching for the most appropriate adjective. "Instead, it appears more profound, vast, and carries a kind of... indescribable nobility! That pressure originating from the depths of his bloodline even caused the Silver Dragon power within me to resonate and throb intensely! It is very peculiar; although the attributes differ, the level of its hierarchy is unprecedented!"

Di Tian fell silent. A level of nobility that the noble Silver Dragon King Gu Yue would describe as "unprecedented"?

Just who was this Yao Chuan?

"My Lord, your meaning is..." Di Tian asked cautiously.

Gu Yue turned around, her violet eyes flashing with a resolution that brooked no argument.

"Target locked! Regardless of whether Yao Chuan is related to the Golden Dragon King, the terrifying talent and unfathomable dragon-attribute bloodline he displays are indispensable key forces in our plan!" Her voice was resolute. "Take him! As long as he can stand on our side, the success rate of our grand plan to revive the soul beasts will increase by at least half!"

"Take him?" Di Tian repeated.

The meaning of this term could be quite broad. But combined with Gu Yue's nearly burning gaze and tone, Di Tian instinctively thought of one possibility—suppress and subdue him with absolute strength!

Di Tian's cloak fluttered without wind, and an invisible, ferocious aura instantly spread, as if the surrounding air had frozen.

Although he had suppressed it to the limit to infiltrate the human city, the lingering power of the Beast God's wrath remained terrifying.

"Understood! Rest assured, my Lord! A mere human youth, even if gifted, is no match for your subordinate! I shall go at once..."

"Wait!" Gu Yue's delicate brows furrowed, and she quickly interrupted Di Tian's impending, overwhelming battle intent.

Watching Di Tian's posture, ready to charge in and snatch the talent immediately, she couldn't help but raise a hand to her forehead, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"Di Tian, you misunderstood."

Di Tian: "???"

His surging, ferocious aura stalled instantly, and the eyes beneath his cloak were filled with confusion.

Gu Yue coughed lightly and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen by her cheek; this casual little movement carried a charm unique to a young girl, mixed with craftiness and shyness.

She lifted her chin slightly, trying to make herself appear more persuasive.

"I meant... 'take him' on an emotional level. Understand? I didn't tell you to go fight and snatch him!"

Di Tian: "...!!!"

The tall figure beneath the cloak seemed to stiffen for a moment. Even for a Beast God who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he was a bit bewildered at this moment.

Emotional level? Take him? This was on an entirely different track from the "take him" he had understood!

Gu Yue continued to explain, her tone carrying unquestionable confidence.

"Yao Chuan's strength cannot be easily subdued by brute force. His arrogance, which looks down upon everything, will only rebound the more it is suppressed. We need a wiser way to make him willingly serve us."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if planning a grand blueprint.

"With his talent and destiny, if he can become our firm ally, or even... one of the core pillars of the future soul beast revival, it would be a thousand times better than forcibly suppressing an enemy who harbors resentment!" She emphasized her tone. "Besides, you sensed it during the clash today; the black dragon phantom behind him is extremely extraordinary. In a head-on collision, the outcome is hard to predict, and the risk is too great!"

Di Tian fell silent for a moment. His Lord's analysis was indeed logical. That brat Yao Chuan had managed to emerge victorious even while Wu Kongkong was suppressing his own strength; his potential was unfathomable, and he certainly could not be measured by conventional standards.

It was just... a strategy based on emotions? This turn of events felt a bit abrupt.

A thought flashed through Di Tian's mind, and he carefully weighed his words, attempting to gently remind his Lord.

"Your Lordship's foresight is profound, and this subordinate admires it. It is just..." He paused, "The 'emotional conquest' you speak of... in terms of practical execution, I fear the difficulty is not small."

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow: "Oh? How so?"

Di Tian deliberated before saying: "That... Lady Na'er, she..."

He stopped at the point. Both he and Gu Yue had seen Na'er's special attitude toward Yao Chuan, as well as the way Yao Chuan kept Na'er at a distance, even displaying a certain "control" over her.

Na'er had inherited Gu Yue's appearance; that innocence and beauty were enough to topple all living things.

"Na'er?" Gu Yue acted as if she had heard something amusing, the corner of her mouth curling into an arc of intense superiority, her tone filled with disdain.

"Hmph." She let out a soft laugh, as if discussing a clumsy apprentice.

"She is merely a clone of mine, a 'shell' that carries a portion of my power but has forgotten the most important things."

Gu Yue lifted her chin slightly, the pride and wisdom belonging to the true Silver Dragon King on full display.

"She only inherited the appearance of this vessel, but she discarded the Silver Dragon King's core—the world-shaking wisdom and the depth of character accumulated over ten thousand years. To deal with a man as deep and elusive as Yao Chuan, relying solely on beauty? Hah, that is too low-level; one would only be played in the palm of his hand."

She summarized Na'er's failure with a tone bordering on pity.

"You have seen the results yourself. In front of Yao Chuan, she is like a naive little rabbit, easily manipulated by him with no progress to speak of. This is the consequence of acting without the aid of wisdom; it is purely ineffective output."

Di Tian: "..."

He felt that Lady Na'er was actually trying quite hard, it was just that the opponent's level was too high.

However, he dared not voice this thought.

Gu Yue waved her hand confidently, as if victory were already in her grasp.

"But I am different! I am the true Silver Dragon King, Gu Yue! Wisdom, power, beauty, and bearing—every one of them is the pinnacle of this era! Just because Na'er cannot accomplish something does not mean I cannot!"

Her purple eyes shimmered with a light that could only be called "inevitable."

"As long as I take the field myself, put in a little effort, release a hint of the charm belonging to a mature woman, and combine it with a well-timed strategy..."

She paused slightly, imagining the scene of Yao Chuan being conquered by her charm, and the smile on her lips grew even brighter.

"Taking him down will be as easy as turning over one's hand! This, my friend, is what you call a dimensional strike!"

Watching her look of absolute confidence, as if she could already see Yao Chuan bowing at her feet, Di Tian sighed silently in the depths of his heart.

His Lord's current state... was very much like what humans called "lovestruck" (though he didn't fully understand the specific meaning, it felt like that kind of inexplicable self-confidence).

But he dared not point it out. His Lord's majesty could not be offended.

"Your Lordship is wise..." Di Tian could only offer a dry, perfunctory agreement.

Gu Yue was clearly satisfied with Di Tian's "concurrence," and she began to enter the deployment phase of her implementation.

"Then, step one: image transformation!" She snapped her fingers, her train of thought clear.

"Na'er followed the pure and cute route, and that tactic has been proven ineffective against Yao Chuan. Therefore, I must form a sharp contrast with her! Differentiated competition, do you understand?"

Di Tian nodded, half-understanding: "Differentiated competition... how does your Lordship require this subordinate to cooperate?"

Gu Yue commanded as if it were a matter of course: "It is simple. Di Tian, you are to go to the most high-end clothing store in the city immediately."

She issued the order in an unquestionable tone.

"Help me pick out a few sets of... hmm..." She tilted her head slightly, pondering what words to use to describe them, "Clothes that fit my current age, but are not too childish; they must showcase feminine charm just right, with a bit of... hmm... mature, sexy flair!"

She emphasized the last few words slightly, and a faint, imperceptible blush seemed to fly across her cheeks.

Di Tian: "...!!!"

Mature? Sexy?

He looked at his Lord's figure, which was clearly not yet fully grown, and that face which, while stunning, still carried a hint of youthful greenness, and fell into a state of immense difficulty and conflict.

"Your Lordship..." Di Tian spoke with difficulty, his voice beneath his cloak filled with hesitation and worry, "You... you are still young. Would this... this style of clothing be... too... too inappropriate?"

He truly could not imagine what his majestic and noble little Lord would look like in such "mature and sexy" attire. The visual clash was simply too jarring!

Moreover, if the humans were to discover this, where would he, the Beast God, hide his face?

Gu Yue glared at him immediately, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction at being questioned.

"What do you know!" She lifted her chin slightly, revealing the arrogance of a superior, "Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! For the future of the Soul Beast clan, what is such a small sacrifice?"

She tried hard to make her reasoning sound grand and righteous, carrying a sense of solemnity as if sacrificing herself for the greater good.

"Besides, who says one cannot pull it off just because one is young? This is called 'gap moe'! Do you understand? Gap moe!"

She seemed to feel that this term was very persuasive.

Di Tian's lips moved, wanting to persuade her further: "But your Lordship..."

"There are no buts!" Gu Yue interrupted him directly, waving her small hand with unquestionable resolve.

"Execute the order, Di Tian! Do you wish to delay the grand plan of our revival?"

She slapped the heavy label of "Grand Plan for Revival" directly onto him.

Di Tian wilted instantly.

"...Yes, My Lord." He agreed helplessly. He felt as though the burden on his shoulders had never been heavier—not only did he have to worry about the survival of the soul beasts, but he also had to fret over what clothes his Lord should wear to flirt with a boy.

What kind of situation was this!

Watching Di Tian disappear into the shadows as if he were carrying the weight of the entire Star Dou Forest's fate, Gu Yue let out a long sigh of relief, her purple eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.

She could already envision her stunning entrance and the scene where Yao Chuan would be captivated by her "mature charm."

"Hmph, Na'er, just you watch. This is what true kingly strategy looks like!"

The next day, early morning.

Gu Yue woke up early, or perhaps, she hadn't really slept at all.

She had repeatedly scrutinized the several sets of "mature and sexy" clothes that Di Tian had "carefully selected" and delivered the night before.

In the end, she made her choice.

The top was an exquisitely designed pale purple chiffon blouse, adorned with lace at the collar that offered a glimpse of her collarbone, with ruffled cuffs that added a touch of playfulness without appearing too childish.

The bottom was a deep purple high-waisted skirt that perfectly outlined her slender waist, with a hemline just above the knees—youthful and energetic, yet carrying a hint of subtle, elusive sexiness.

She didn't tie her long hair up as she usually did; instead, she had carefully styled it to drape naturally over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled to add a touch of femininity.

She had even specially applied a bit of moisturizing lip gloss, making her already delicate lips look fuller and more alluring.

On her feet were a pair of dainty, sophisticated black leather shoes paired with short white socks.

The overall effect... well, it was certainly much more eye-catching than her usual plain school uniform!

It possessed the fresh beauty of a young girl while hiding a little "secret agenda" in the details.

Gu Yue stood before the full-length mirror in her dorm, turning left and right, quite satisfied with her image makeover.

"Hmm, not bad. Much better than that silly, cute style of Na'er's! This is what you call aesthetic wisdom!"

She flashed a smile at her reflection—slightly shy, but mostly confident.

"Yao Chuan, just you wait. Today, I'll let you witness this young lady's true charm!"

With the excitement of someone about to launch a major campaign, she held her head high and walked out of the dormitory building.

The sun was bright, and a gentle breeze brushed her face. Gu Yue felt the air was exceptionally fresh today, and her steps were particularly light.

She even rehearsed various scenarios in her mind: Yao Chuan's stunned gaze, the envious whispers of surrounding classmates, and herself chatting with him in a poised and graceful manner... everything seemed so perfect.

However, this beautiful fantasy shattered like a pricked soap bubble the moment she reached the door of Grade One Class Five—with a "pop," it vanished instantly!

The classroom entrance, or rather, the area around Yao Chuan's seat, had turned into a bustling, chaotic marketplace!

The crowd was surging, packed so tightly not even a drop of water could pass through!

Almost all the girls in the class were present, their eyes sparkling like stars, holding various items: exquisite snacks, cute-packaged drinks, ingenious handmade gifts... some were even holding notebooks and textbooks, pretending to ask for help with problems.

They surrounded Yao Chuan in layers, their chattering voices sounding like a flock of excited little sparrows.

"Boss Yao Chuan, try the cherry blossom milk jelly I made!"

"Classmate Yao Chuan, I still don't quite understand this soul power guidance problem. Could you explain it to me again?"

"Big Brother Yao Chuan, is this soul tool pendant I picked out for you pretty?"

"Move! Move! Let me in! Yao Chuan, what do you think of my new hairstyle?"

And that wasn't all!

Even more exaggerated was the fact that quite a few senior students were blocking the doorway!

They had clearly come down specifically for this, wearing the uniforms of the higher grades, standing out from the crowd. Each of them was dressed to the nines, holding even more exquisite and expensive gifts, struggling to squeeze their way in, their faces filled with worship and adoration.

"Little Junior, this is a limited-edition dessert from the 'Star Dew' restaurant in Eastsea City. I brought it especially for you!"

"Junior Yao Chuan, are you free this afternoon? Shall I take you to get familiar with the intermediate department's combat training grounds?"

"A-Chuan! Look at me! Look at my new hairpin, is it pretty?"

"Don't push! Don't push! I've been standing here for ages!"

As for Yao Chuan, who was at the center of the storm, he still wore that signature, slightly lazy, and playful smile.

He seemed long accustomed to such scenes, perhaps even enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

Occasionally, he would reach out to take a bite of a snack and comment, "It's alright"; or lazily offer a pointer on a soul power question raised by a girl; as for the gifts thrust before him, he mostly just glanced at them casually, looking uninterested.

But even so, it was enough to make those girls shriek with excitement.

It was as if his casual comment or a faint glance were a great favor.

Gu Yue stood at the door of the Class Five classroom, as if separated by an invisible wall.

Her "mature and sexy" battle outfit, so carefully prepared, now seemed so insignificant in the face of the surging crowd and the deafening noise, like a small pebble thrown into the ocean, failing to stir up even the slightest ripple.

She stood there blankly, the confident light that had been sparkling in her purple eyes dimming, leaving only deep bewilderment and disbelief.

She looked at Yao Chuan in the center of the human wall, watching that careless yet damnably attractive smile on his face.

Watching those fanatical female classmates and upperclassmen, she felt like a complete outsider.

Where was the stunning entrance with the promised contrast-cuteness?

Where was the effortless charm of a mature man she was supposed to easily grasp?

Forget getting close... she didn't even have the chance to squeeze in and say a word! She couldn't even touch the hem of Yao Chuan's clothes!

Gu Yue clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her palms.

The first step of her meticulously planned strategy had failed before it even began!

She hadn't even seen the face of the enemy before being routed by "logistical supplies" and "human wave tactics"!

A sense of indignation, best described as "the clown was actually me," welled up from within.

She felt her cheeks burning—not from shyness, but from anger! From sheer frustration!

"How could it... be like this?" she muttered to herself, her voice so faint that only she could hear it.

Watching Yao Chuan surrounded by a bevy of beauties, then looking at her own awkward situation standing alone on the periphery, Gu Yue suddenly felt that the bold declarations she had made to Di Tian yesterday were nothing more than a colossal joke.

As it turned out, the hardest first step in capturing this man wasn't Na'er's competition, nor was it any strategic technique; it was... not being able to squeeze in!

Who could understand this pain! This situation was truly a hellish start!