Astonishing Wisdom Tang Xiaosan

Zhao Wuji's legs finally gave out, and he collapsed onto the ground, his entire body twitching so violently that he couldn't even move a finger.

His current state was, to put it mildly, incredibly wrong.

Coupled with his somewhat sleazy appearance, it added an even more lecherous air to the scene.

"Vice Dean Zhao?" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in shock as the light from her Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda gradually faded away.

Ning Rongrong trotted over to Fu Qin, her eyes filled with adoration.

"Big Brother Fu Qin, you're too amazing! What kind of soul skill is that? To think you could actually beat the Immovable Wisdom King into such a state!"

She subconsciously hooked her arm around Fu Qin's, pressing her soft body against him, and the favorability on his System Panel instantly spiked to 92 points.

Xiao Wu also ran over; although she didn't grab his arm, her little face was still brimming with pride.

"Fu Qin, you're so cool! I knew you could do it!"

She pressed her cheek against Fu Qin's shoulder, her eyes sparkling with joy.

The favorability on the panel held steady at 450 points.

Fu Qin felt the soft, fragrant warmth on both sides and felt a secret thrill.

This treatment was far more luxurious than what Tang San had experienced in his past life.

He looked down at Zhao Wuji, who was still lying on the ground, twitching with a limp, dazed expression, clearly unable to recover from the extreme sensation of pleasure.

The System Panel displayed Zhao Wuji's status.

[Glandular secretion disorder, dual exhaustion of mind and body, temporarily incapacitated.]

Tang San stood to the side, his expression complex to the extreme.

Watching Fu Qin surrounded by Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, he felt a bitter taste in his heart.

Fu Qin caught this out of the corner of his eye and somewhat clumsily pulled himself away from the embrace of Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

"Ahem, Sister Xiao Wu, Rongrong, men and women shouldn't be too intimate."

Seeing this, the heart that had been hanging in Tang San's chest instantly settled.

But soon, Xiao Wu's next action felt like a slap to the face, striking Tang San hard.

He saw Xiao Wu pout in dissatisfaction and directly grab Fu Qin's arm.

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Tang San was stunned.

He never imagined that even though Fu Qin hadn't made any overstepping moves, his wife from his past life, Xiao Wu, would actually...

What surprised him even more was the strength Fu Qin had displayed.

The control of those nine flying knives, the precise grasp of Zhao Wuji's weak points, and that bizarre, outrageous soul skill—every single thing left him shocked.

He had originally thought that since he was reborn with the memories and experience of his past life, he would surely lead everyone else, but the appearance of Fu Qin kept shattering his perceptions.

Zhu Zhuqing walked over to Zhao Wuji and, after confirming he had truly lost the ability to resist, turned to look at Fu Qin, a trace of imperceptible appreciation in her eyes.

The favorability she held for Fu Qin on the panel finally broke through 20 points.

[Internal emotion: Acknowledges strength, feels a hint of curiosity.]

"Th-this is a win?" Dai Mubai recovered from his shock, looking at the prone Zhao Wuji and then at Fu Qin, who was surrounded by Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, at a loss for words.

He had expected this assessment to be a brutal battle; he never imagined Fu Qin would use such a bizarre method to easily take down the Immovable Wisdom King.

Fu Qin smiled and gently pushed the hands of Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu away.

"Just luck, mostly thanks to everyone's good coordination."

[Intelligence-Reducing Halo takes effect; this makes Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu both feel he is being too humble, increasing their favorability by 3 points each.]

After a long while.

Zhao Wuji, lying on the ground, finally caught his breath. He struggled to get up, only to find his body still limp and powerless. He could only glare at Fu Qin, his tone complicated.

"Kid, your soul skill... isn't that a bit too underhanded?"

In all his years, this was the first time he'd encountered a move that made someone feel so good they lost the ability to fight back; it was embarrassing just to talk about.

Fu Qin shrugged, looking innocent.

"Dean Zhao, all is fair in war. We just wanted to pass the assessment, not hurt you."

[Intelligence-Reducing Halo takes effect; Zhao Wuji actually finds this logic sound, and he lets out a huff with only a hint of resentment.]

Fu Qin felt the complex gaze Tang San was casting his way, and a faint, imperceptible smile curled the corner of his lips.

Before long, Zhao Wuji patted his backside and turned to leave, looking surprisingly refreshed.

Fu Qin felt the soft touch of Xiao Wu on his arm, the faint scent of her lingering in his nose, and her favorability on the panel had already soared to 460 points.

He turned to look at the ashen-faced Tang San, a playful glint flashing in his eyes, and took the initiative to walk over.

"Third Brother, I'm sorry." Fu Qin wore a look of guilt, his tone sincere.

"In our previous spars, I never dared to use my full strength for fear of hurting you. After all, we are sworn brothers, and I didn't want to damage our bond over a mere contest."

Intelligence-Reducing Halo activated. Tang San concludes that "Fu Qin was hiding his strength to protect him."

Tang San's thoughts: So that's it! Fu Qin is truly loyal and righteous, a little brother worth cultivating. With such immense talent, he is still willing to hold back for the sake of brotherhood. If I win him over properly, he will definitely be a powerful assistant on my path to godhood!

The jealousy and dissatisfaction in Tang San's heart vanished instantly, replaced by approval and appreciation for Fu Qin.

He patted Fu Qin on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

"Fu Qin, you're being too formal! When brothers spar, we should just stop at the appropriate point. I am very touched that you have such consideration, Third Brother."

Standing to the side, Xiao Wu heard Fu Qin's words, and the look in her eyes as she gazed at him grew increasingly fervent.

On the panel, her favorability rating surged by another 15 points, breaking through to 475.

She hadn't expected Fu Qin to be not only powerful but also so loyal and righteous. To avoid hurting Tang San, he had actually been hiding his strength all along. This gentleness and thoughtfulness were things she had never seen in Tang San.

"Little Brother Fu Qin, you are so kind."

Xiao Wu stepped forward and tightly linked her arm with Fu Qin's, her tone carrying a hint of delight.

Watching the two of them acting so intimately, Tang San felt a trace of subtle discomfort, but once he reminded himself that Fu Qin was his little brother and Xiao Wu was his future wife, he felt relieved.

He believed that Xiao Wu only viewed Fu Qin as a younger brother and that her feelings for him would never change.

After the group successfully passed the assessment, Dai Mubai led them to assign the dormitories.

The Shrek dormitories were extremely simple, consisting entirely of uniform farmhouse mud-brick houses, though they had the advantage of being "clean and hygienic."

"Xiao Wu, you can stay in this room by yourself," Dai Mubai said, pointing to the room on the far east side.

"Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, you two stay next door. Fu Qin, you stay in this room."

He pointed to a room in the middle, then finally looked at Tang San.

"Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and I are staying on the far west side. Do you want to join us? It's livelier with more people."

Tang San's eyes lit up, and he nodded immediately.

"Sure." He was busy calculating his own plans.

In his past life, his relationship with Dai Mubai and the others hadn't actually been that good in the beginning.

But now that he had been reborn, he naturally wanted to consolidate his base of support early, urge them to cultivate more diligently, and strive to ensure that they would all be First-Class Gods by the time he ascended to godhood.