As the sun sank in the west, inside the new students' dormitory at Shrek,
Half a day had passed since Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong finished fighting. Huo Yuhao was lying on his bed with his eyes closed, quietly cultivating.
Wang Dong, meanwhile, was keeping her promise and cleaning the dormitory.
"Crack."
A crisp sound rang out in the dormitory, like a wooden board snapping.
The noise disturbed Huo Yuhao, forcing him to give up cultivating and look over at Wang Dong, who was frowning at two broken wooden boards.
The pampered young lady didn't seem to know the first thing about doing chores. This was already the fifth time that afternoon Huo Yuhao's cultivation had been interrupted.
At first, he'd wondered if Wang Dong was doing it on purpose. But after it happened so many times, he understood.
She really had no idea what she was doing.
"Why is this piece of junk so flimsy?"
Perhaps noticing Huo Yuhao's gaze, Wang Dong muttered under her breath, sounding rather like she was trying to make excuses for herself.
Under the circumstances, Huo Yuhao would usually ignore her muttering and continue cultivating.
But for some reason, this time Wang Dong felt that Huo Yuhao had no intention of cultivating just yet. Instead, he was staring at her.
"What are you looking at? I didn't break it on purpose!"
Feeling Huo Yuhao's gaze on her, Wang Dong thought he seemed to be pitying her. Already seething with frustration, she promptly blew her top.
She tossed the tool in her hand aside and quit on the spot.
"It's not like I can't afford to pay for it! This stupid thing! This stupid place!"
Then, as if in a fit of pique, she went straight back to her bed and sat down. She even swore that if Huo Yuhao pushed his luck, she'd take back their bet. They could just fight again.
This time, she'd use her Martial Soul from the start. Wang Dong refused to believe that a Soul Grandmaster like her couldn't beat a Soul Master with a Ten-Year Soul Ring.
But Huo Yuhao didn't play along. His gaze was on Wang Dong, but his mind was elsewhere, so he replied without a second thought.
"Because you're pretty."
"...??!"
Wang Dong'er's eyes widened again. She couldn't believe she'd heard him right.
It was true that she was very pretty, but given her current identity, situation, and gender... how could he say something like that?
Could it be that he???
Wang Dong shuddered and hurriedly hugged herself. Then she shook her head, dismissing the rather sinful thought that had crossed her mind.
At a time like this, she felt she had to speak up and clear things up.
"What do you mean? I'm telling you, I don't like men... No, women... That's not right, either."
Halfway through, Wang Dong stopped, her brain grinding to a halt.
After thinking it over for a long while, she finally came up with what she considered a reasonable term.
"I'm not gay!"
"Relax. Neither am I."
Huo Yuhao rolled his eyes at her, then turned away.
Keep pretending. Go on, pretend all you want.
You'll be bawling your eyes out soon enough.
You'll be bawling your eyes out for sure!
Who cared about this trivial nonsense of hers? What Huo Yuhao had been thinking about was whether he could use Wang Dong to get in touch with Tang San.
Everyone knew that Tang San had placed not only a chastity lock on his daughter, but also a mental seal in her mind.
Unlike the Sea God Statue, this seal had been placed on his own daughter. He'd undoubtedly pay more attention to it.
If Huo Yuhao could use the mental seal to make Tang San notice Ghost Demon Venerable in his Sea of Consciousness ahead of time, could that resolve this problem?
Huo Yuhao had been thinking about whether this plan could work.
But before long, he dismissed the idea.
Forget about the fact that his current cultivation and spiritual power were nowhere near sufficient to enter someone else's Sea of Consciousness. Even if he really got inside, he'd probably be shaken to death on the spot.
After all, the seal had been created to protect her. Huo Yuhao wouldn't believe for a second that there weren't some offensive measures woven into it.
And even if, against all odds, he really did use the mental seal to contact God King Tang, what would happen to him then?
Knowing that man's temperament, Huo Yuhao figured he'd be facing the Sea God Trident.
He wouldn't be able to explain how he knew about the mental seal.
Even if he made it look like an accident, would that man believe him?
Of course not.
He'd only see that Huo Yuhao had ulterior motives.
To put it in plain terms, Huo Yuhao was afraid that he'd already earned a death sentence!
This was a tough one.
As for Wang Dong herself, Huo Yuhao couldn't care less.
If his favorability with Mu En had to build up day by day, increasing bit by bit as he proved himself worthy of Mu En's approval,
then his favorability with Wang Dong would skyrocket all by itself, even if he did nothing at all, until it went off the charts.
As for the reason, he could only ask that certain God King who had gone into hiding.
Here, the God King was heaven itself. There was nothing Huo Yuhao could do about it.
Everything had been arranged by fate.
It was all heaven's will.
Huo Yuhao had reason to believe that even if he went over and slapped her right now, Wang Dong's favorability toward him wouldn't fall. She'd probably just awaken some strange kink instead.
Damn, I'm irresistible.
Never mind. He wouldn't reward her.
Huo Yuhao sat back down and resumed cultivating.
As for why he didn't invite the girl across from him to cultivate together, all he could say was that you couldn't rush a good thing.
It was more satisfying if she brought it up herself.
Besides, with the Ghost Killing Art, he wasn't really worried about the pace of his Soul Power cultivation. Given the quality of his technique and his status as the Child of Fortune, he couldn't possibly progress too slowly.
The main thing was that he still hadn't figured out what was wrong with this Ghost Killing Art.
That was the biggest problem.
Had Ghost Demon Venerable really changed his ways? Was he planning to raise a successor in peace?
Don't make your Demon Venerable laugh.
Had he already forgotten how he'd been tricked the last time he cultivated a technique?
So now he was devoting more of his attention to mastering the Ghost Killing Art.
Even though Ghost Demon Venerable had used the Dream Path to spare him a lengthy period of comprehension, some of the finer details were still worth examining again and again.
Watching Huo Yuhao enter a meditative state once more, Wang Dong felt an odd emptiness in her heart.
For some inexplicable reason, she glanced at the mirror nearby. Seeing her peerless beauty in the reflection, impossible to conceal even beneath her boy's clothes, she couldn't help feeling a little pleased with herself.
"At least you've got some taste."
Several days passed in a row, and it was finally time for Shrek's new students to attend their first class.
Huo Yuhao arrived in the classroom early. On the other side of the room was Wang Dong'er, who had no idea what had possessed her to dress up specially and show up looking like Wang Dong. She was strikingly handsome and beautiful.
Since Huo Yuhao had deliberately avoided Class One, Zhou Yi's class, Wang Dong had naturally ended up in Class Nine with him.
It seemed the God King had arranged from the very beginning for the two of them to be bound together.
Huo Yuhao had accepted it by now. It was all the same to him anyway.
But if he remembered correctly, the head teacher of Class Nine seemed to be Mu Jin.
The female teacher who had lost a Soul Bone to Zhou Yi in a bet.
It wasn't as if he'd deliberately made that happen.
Fate had simply decreed it.
Just as Wang Dong raised her eyebrows at Huo Yuhao in a taunt, surrounded by a circle of pretty girls, two figures with exceptional bearing came over to him. The golden-haired girl moved naturally to Huo Yuhao's side and greeted him.
"Hello, classmate. May I sit here?"
Huo Yuhao turned his head and recognized them.
Ning Tian and Wu Feng.
As for what Ning Tian had said, she might as well not have said anything at all.
Ning Tian had already sat down and showed no intention of leaving.
"Suit yourself."
Huo Yuhao replied coolly.
Wu Feng was furious at his attitude. She was just about to blow up when she noticed that Ning Tian's expression hadn't changed at all, so she held herself back for the moment.
It was then that Wang Dong came over from the other side of the room. No one knew when she'd gotten up. She reached out, slapped the desk in front of Ning Tian, and said without the slightest courtesy,
"Get up. This is my seat!"
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