Childhood Sweetheart Roommate?

One day in the heavens is one year on earth.

Because Ji Dong had kicked his son down, he was pummeled by Lie Yan for six days.

Six days had passed, which meant six years had gone by on the Douluo Continent.

Over these six years, besides cultivation, the thing Ji Jing loved most was tinkering with Soul Tool and using the Flame Empress Crown to make cross-boundary video calls to his mother.

One of the two purposes for making these cross-boundary calls was simply missing his mother.

In his previous life, until he was eighteen and brought to the Douluo God Realm by a truck, Ji Jing had always been an orphan.

Therefore, he cherished his current family ties very much.

The other purpose, naturally, was to watch his mother beat the old man to a pulp.

Now twelve years old, Ji Jing was already a level 38 Soul Elder.

According to his inquiries, this period was the enrollment time for Shrek Academy.

And Ji Jing intended to enroll in Shrek Academy.

In truth, it made no difference to Ji Jing where he went to school.

He didn't need these mortals to teach him cultivation, and he learned Soul Tool at a glance; attending school was merely to experience academy life and make friends.

Most importantly, his parents were the current God King of Good and Evil, and his greatest backing was the first generation God King of Good and Evil, so he was completely unafraid of being schemed against by Tang San.

After thinking this through, Ji Jing decided that he must go to Shrek Academy to cause some trouble for the old man.

He was going to woo Tang San's daughter!

When he was a child in the God Realm, Ji Jing had seen Tang Wutong.

To say she would become the most beautiful woman in the world was something no one would ever question.

With such looks, Ji Jing, who was a sucker for beauty, had absolutely no resistance.

Tang Wutong's soul was currently complete and had not been split by Tang San; this was the result Ji Jing had obtained by having the first generation God King of Evil check on her through indirect means.

Although he didn't know why Tang San hadn't acted as he did in the original work, Ji Jing didn't intend to dwell on that question.

While causing trouble for the old man, if he could really park his "ghost fire" right under Tang San's doorstep, that would be the most perfect outcome.

Little did Ji Jing know, from the moment he decided to woo Tang San's daughter, the corners of both generations of the God King of Evil's mouths were almost reaching their ears.

This was exactly what they wanted to see!

If Tang San came looking for trouble, the first generation God King of Evil and the first generation God King of Good would naturally have a good chat with him.

What kind of bullsh*t "Child of Destiny"? He was just a Child of Destiny from the lower realms.

Using him as a tool was one thing, but how could he compare to the son of a God King?

At this very moment, in the Deep Clouds Unknown.

Tang San shivered, scratching his head in confusion:

"Strange, why do I have such an ominous premonition?"

Inside the Destruction Castle, the God of Destruction suddenly felt a sense of ease and felt it was strange:

"Why does it feel like something good is about to happen? Has anything special happened recently?"

"Weird, the Sea God didn't even step in sh*t when he went out..."

By the time he arrived at Shrek City, it was already the last day of enrollment for Shrek Academy.

After Ji Jing finished testing his bone age and soul power, and registered his martial spirits as Ultimate Yang Fire and Ultimate Yin Fire, he collected his dormitory key and headed toward the dormitory building.

Originally, when registering his martial spirits, Ji Jing wanted to write Bingwu Primordial Yang Sacred Fire and Dingsi Nether Yin Spirit Fire, but he was afraid that this group of people at Shrek wouldn't understand the terminology of the Five Elements Continent, so he filled in the simple and easy-to-understand alternative names.

Ji Jing didn't care what kind of uproar his soul power and martial spirits would cause.

He didn't care.

He was never a person who liked to hide his strength.

Moving forward without hesitation and avoiding convoluted schemes was his principle of cultivation.

It had nothing to do with whether he was a "demon pill" who liked to cause trouble for the old man.

Ji Jing arrived at the dormitory building, greeted Mu En at the check-in point, and went to find his dormitory on the first floor.

Pushing open the dormitory door, Ji Jing couldn't help but cough twice.

The dust accumulated in this room was truly too thick; a little wind would be enough to make a rhinitis sufferer feel like they were dying.

Helpless, Ji Jing could only pick up the tools and start cleaning.

After twenty minutes, the hygiene of the entire dormitory was finally handled.

Ji Jing spread out his comfortable mattress and bedding, lay down directly, covered himself with the quilt, and started to sleep.

School didn't start until tomorrow, and there was still some time before dinner; when there was nothing to do, sleeping was the most enjoyable thing.

However, before Ji Jing could fall asleep, the dormitory door was pushed open with a "bang"!

Ji Jing's eyes widened in shock as he glared toward the door, his fists clenched beneath the covers, ready to teach this roommate who lacked the basic manners to knock a lesson.

It was this very glance that left Ji Jing stunned.

How could it be her?

Standing at the doorway was someone with short, powder-blue hair and features so exquisite they could even be described as delicate.

Ji Jing recognized her instantly; this was Tang San's daughter, who was currently masquerading as a boy under the alias Wang Dong—Tang Wutong, the little girl he used to play with back in the God Realm.

She could even be considered his childhood sweetheart.

However, this Tang Wutong, whose soul had not yet been fractured, didn't look much different from the Wang Dong'er in the original work.

Her temper at the start was still just as arrogant.

As expected, the one stitched together with the Three-Eyed Golden Lion was the true abomination.

If he could help it, Ji Jing didn't want such a monster to ever come into existence.

Wang Dong looked at her roommate with a strange expression.

It wasn't time for sleep, yet he was lying in bed.

He had short, fiery-red hair and matching golden-red pupils, and he looked quite handsome.

He was a weirdo, but the dormitory was kept quite tidy, which made Wang Dong nod in satisfaction.

Wang Dong walked inside, closed the dormitory door, and said:

"The cleaning is decent. This Young Master will temporarily allow you to share this dormitory with me."

Wang Dong stood before her own bed, looking at Ji Jing, who was watching her with sleepy eyes, and said:

"But we must have three rules!"

"First, don't walk around naked in the dormitory;"

"Second, don't bring anyone else into the dormitory;"

"Third, you are responsible for the dormitory cleaning. If you don't do it well, I'll beat you out!"

Ji Jing yawned, crawled out of bed, and stood up, looking down at Wang Dong.

Ji Jing was a head taller than her, his physique much sturdier than his peers, and the aura brought by his fire power gave him an imposing presence in the eyes of others.

In this short moment, Ji Jing had already figured it out.

Although Tang Wutong's soul was intact, her memories related to the God Realm had likely been sealed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't fail to recognize him.

If that was the case, once he won her over and she eventually regained her memories, she would realize that her confident disguise as a boy had been nothing more than a joke in Ji Jing's eyes.

What kind of reaction would she have then?

Thinking of this, Ji Jing felt a sense of relief and immense anticipation.

Wang Dong looked at the Ji Jing before her, immediately sensing the pressure radiating from him.

Then, for some unknown reason, she felt a sense of familiarity from him, though she didn't know where it came from.

However, she didn't dwell on it and continued:

"Why are you standing up? Do you want to fight?"

Ji Jing's lips curled into a smile, and he nodded:

"Sure."