Gorgeous as He Is, His Soul Ring Configuration Is This Freakish Too-I Can't Take It, Class Psych Rep!

Although she was only at Soul Power rank 23, that was because she found cultivation too boring and often couldn't be bothered to push herself! With her talent and the resources provided by the Clear Sky Sect, she could have broken through to rank 30 long ago if she'd truly wanted to!

In her eyes, how could this roommate, who seemed utterly ordinary aside from his handsome face, unusual air, and irritating way of speaking, possibly beat her?

"Me, lose to you? Dream on!" Wang Dong lifted her chin like a proud little peacock. "If I lose, you can name any condition!"

"Really?" A faint curve tugged at Su Chen's lips, yet somehow it made Wang Dong feel a little uneasy. "Then I won't hold back."

He spoke clearly and slowly. "If I win, you'll polish my shoes."

Wang Dong's eyelid twitched. Polish his shoes?

Su Chen continued, "And you'll call me 'Dad.'"

"..." The look of disdain froze on Wang Dong's face. Her pink-and-blue eyes widened little by little, filling with disbelief and blazing fury. Polish his shoes? Call him Dad?!

This—this was utter humiliation! The ultimate trampling of her dignity as the great Wang Dong!

"You! Are! Dead!" Wang Dong snarled, her voice practically rising from her throat as her fists clenched with a crackle.

"What's wrong? Scared? Don't dare take the bet?" Su Chen deliberately goaded her, his tone carrying just the right touch of provocation.

"Scared?! Me, scared of you?!" Wang Dong exploded exactly as he'd expected. She glared at Su Chen. Though she thought the bet proposed by this obnoxious guy was utterly outrageous, her absolute confidence in her own strength and her fury at his "audacity" made her accept without hesitation.

"Fine! We'll do it your way! I accept! Just don't regret it and cry for mercy later!"

Watching Wang Dong's indignant expression that practically screamed "you're dead," Su Chen found the silly girl equal parts exasperating and amusing. At the same time... she was kind of adorably childish.

I wonder who she inherited that temper from. His mind flashed to the vivacious Xiao Wu and the fiercely controlling Tang San, and he shook his head to himself.

"The dorm's too cramped to fight in. How about the open space outside?" Su Chen suggested.

"Just what I wanted!" Wang Dong didn't want to wait another second. She turned first, yanked open the dormitory door, and stormed out. Su Chen followed at an unhurried pace.

It was afternoon, and most of the new students had already moved in. Quite a few were still wandering around inside and outside the dormitory buildings, getting to know the place. When the two strikingly handsome and distinctive new students appeared—especially with Wang Dong looking so furious—they immediately drew plenty of attention.

The two stopped in the relatively spacious clearing in front of the dormitory.

Mu En, who had seemed to be asleep on his lounge chair, cracked open one eye. His cloudy gaze turned toward the pair in the middle of the clearing, then slowly closed again, as if he'd merely glanced over without thinking. Yet the barely perceptible curve of his lips seemed to deepen ever so slightly.

The crowd of onlookers gradually grew. The new students watched curiously, their murmurs rising.

"Look! What are those two new students doing?"

"Wow! They're both so handsome! The one with pink-and-blue hair... Good heavens, she's prettier than a girl!"

"The light-gold-haired one has such a refined air, too! Are they... going to fight?"

"Who knows? Looks like they've got a grudge."

"Fight, fight! We might as well see how strong this year's new students are!"

Wang Dong glanced around at the steadily growing crowd. Far from feeling intimidated, she straightened her back even more. She liked having everyone's eyes on her.

She faced Su Chen, her pink-and-blue eyes blazing with War Intent. Her clear voice rang out with undeniable force. "Are you ready, Su Chen? I won't go easy on you!"

Su Chen still stood there calmly, his hands even tucked casually in his pockets. At her words, he merely replied, "I suggest you use your full strength right from the start. Otherwise, you might... not even be worthy of making me take you seriously."

His tone was calm, but the words were outrageously arrogant!

To Wang Dong, they were like a whole barrel of oil poured onto the blazing fire of her fury!

"How arrogant!" Wang Dong snapped. Her pride and anger were now thoroughly inflamed.

But anger aside, Wang Dong had no shortage of combat sense. She knew the principle of using one's full strength even against a rabbit. Su Chen was annoying, but he carried himself with a composure unlike an ordinary new student. Perhaps he really did have something up his sleeve.

Better safe than sorry. Crush him outright!

"Hmph! Then I'll show you whether I'm worthy of making you take me seriously!"

Wang Dong said no more. Her gaze sharpened, and Soul Power surged through her in an instant!

"Vmmm—!"

Brilliant, exquisite blue light burst from her petite body! It wasn't blinding, but it was incredibly pure and dreamlike, as if a blue starry sky had been condensed around her.

Then a pair of breathtaking butterfly wings, so beautiful they seemed not to belong in this world, unfurled behind her!

The wings were a deep, rich blue, like the clearest depths of the sea. From the base to the tips, their color gradually shifted to a bright pale blue, then faded at the edges into an almost transparent blue-white.

Their graceful, flowing frames were covered in intricate, mysterious golden patterns. The patterns weren't still: as Soul Power flowed into them, they moved like living streams of gold, rippling along and giving off a sacred, regal glow.

The butterfly wings spread fully, stretching more than two meters across. A gentle flap sent countless tiny blue and golden lights drifting through the air, making Wang Dong look like an elf descended into the mortal world—or, perhaps, the Goddess of Light.

At the same time, one yellow and one purple Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet, slowly pulsing up and down around her body.

Yellow represented a Hundred-Year Soul Ring.

Purple represented a Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

And her second Soul Ring was purple! A Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

This astonishing Soul Ring Configuration struck the watching new students like a bomb!

"My god!! Her second Soul Ring is already a thousand-year one?! H-how is that possible?!"

"Isn't the limit for a Soul Master's second Soul Ring just over seven hundred years? How could she absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring?!"

"That Martial Soul... I've never seen one so beautiful! What kind of butterfly Martial Soul is it? Its aura is so powerful!"

"She's gorgeous, and her Soul Ring Configuration is this freakish too... Class rep, I can't take it! I feel like I've been hit by an attack from an entirely higher dimension!"

"Just what rank is she? With that kind of aura, she's definitely above rank 20!"

Gasps and murmurs rose one after another. Every gaze fixed on Wang Dong was filled with utter shock, envy, and even a trace of awe. To have such a Soul Ring Configuration at the age of twelve—her talent and background had to be terrifying!