Wang Dong Explodes

Dormitory area, Room 108.

Chu Feng sat on the bed that Huo Yuhao had cleaned, closed his eyes in meditation, and began to digest the system rewards he had received today.

First were the cultivation techniques: Heavenly Derivation Scripture, Ice Skin Jade Bone Technique, and Mystic Ice Art.

The probability of dropping techniques likely depended on the opponent's level and cultivation, though it wasn't entirely precise; naturally, the higher the cultivation, the better the dropped technique should be.

The Heavenly Derivation Scripture was an authentic cultivation method that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth to accumulate soul power. Its effects were similar to the Mysterious Heaven Skill, yet it was countless times higher in grade.

However, practicing the Heavenly Derivation Scripture did more than just cultivate soul power; it could reach the very origin and touch upon the rules of the world.

Simply put, practicing this technique could increase one's comprehension of soul skills and directly elevate the rank of soul rings.

Soul rings and soul skills were, at their core, the rules of this world. A soul ring was merely a carrier; releasing a soul skill was actually triggering the world's rules—such as various attributes like wind, fire, lightning, electricity, light, darkness, and so on, which were the most fundamental rules of this world.

Because this world lacked high-level techniques, one could only rely on soul rings to trigger these rules and activate soul skills.

Only a small number of people with exceptional talent and comprehension, or those favored by destiny—like Huo Gua or Tang San—could create their own soul skills, which was essentially bypassing the soul ring to utilize the rules directly.

But if one obtained the corresponding technique, one could even omit the soul ring entirely.

For instance, with the Mystic Ice Art he had obtained, once he mastered this technique, he would be a top-tier ice-attribute soul master. He could cast various self-created ice-attribute soul skills at will, without needing any damn soul rings.

The final technique, the Ice Skin Jade Bone Technique, was also a body-tempering method. Its grade was not low, but it was more suitable for women to practice because it made the skin fair and the temperament cold... if a man practiced it, he would appear rather effeminate.

Chu Feng already possessed a powerful body-tempering technique, so he would have to set this one aside for now, intending to give it away in the future.

The last reward was the weapon: "Dragon King War Hammer"!

This was equipment dropped by the strongest person in Shrek, Mu En, and could be considered the greatest harvest from his act of showing off today.

Chu Feng looked inward at the system's storage space and spotted the massive hammer at a glance.

The war hammer was silver-white throughout and over a meter long. The handle was carved with exquisite silver-white dragon patterns, while the hammer head was a massive cylinder engraved with two lifelike dragon heads. Even looking at it from across the space, Chu Feng could still feel the terrifying pressure emanating from it.

This was an ancient dragon from beyond the heavens, not some trash character from the Douluo world. Even if the Golden Dragon King saw this hammer, he would have to kneel down and call it his great-great-great-great-great-grandfather.

Of course, the hammer was currently in a sealed state.

After all, if it were in its complete form, given Chu Feng's current strength, let alone wielding it, he would be lucky not to be crushed by the hammer's terrifying pressure.

Moreover, even while sealed, its dragon might was peerless, so Chu Feng dared not take it out. If Mu En sensed the aura of this hammer, he would likely appear in his dormitory the very next moment, which would be quite awkward.

After tallying his gains, Chu Feng entered a state of cultivation.

Because his techniques far exceeded those of this world, the system divided his cultivation progress into levels from LV1 to LV9999.

His talent was not particularly good, so his progress in cultivating so many high-level techniques was slow. However, because the techniques were of such a high grade, even with slow progress, each session yielded massive gains.

For example, with the God and Demon Body Tempering Art, a single day of cultivation could raise him by one minor level, an effect equivalent to nearly a year of extreme training. If combined with precious medicinal pills, the results would be even better.

If he practiced diligently for a few months, his physical strength would reach the level of a Title Douluo, meaning he could tear a Title Douluo apart without using soul rings or soul skills.

The Star Contemplation Method was similar; practicing this technique could even replace sleep, constantly expanding his Sea of Consciousness and enhancing his mental strength.

When he unleashed his second soul skill, "Glory of the Stars," it consumed a vast amount of mental strength, though the soul power consumption was also significant. If he used it at full power, he might not be able to sustain the 8,888-meter coverage for long, but he could actively reduce the range to cover a hundred meters, which he could sustain for an hour or two without issue.

However, he was most curious about the Mystic Ice Art, as this technique was purely ice-attribute. Plus, since its grade didn't exceed the world's limits too drastically, he could achieve success in a short time and utilize self-created ice-attribute soul skills, making it the most cost-effective choice.

The next morning.

Chu Feng welcomed his roommate.

He saw a youth with a rebellious expression enter the doorway of Room 108.

The youth had delicate features, fair skin, and neat, short blue-pink hair. He also possessed a pair of unique eyes of the same color. It was none other than Tang San's daughter—Tang Wutong.

However, she was currently disguised as a man, going by the name Wang Dong. She was indeed beautiful, which made Chu Feng's eyes light up.

"Huh, the dorm is actually quite clean~"

The youth entered the room and, seeing that it had been cleaned thoroughly by Huo Yuhao, was immediately extremely satisfied.

Then, his gaze shifted and landed on Chu Feng, who was sitting on the bed in meditation.

Before Wang Dong could say anything, Chu Feng opened his eyes and spoke first:

"I know your name is Wang Dong. From today on, we are roommates."

"Since you arrived later than me, I am your big brother from now on."

"I have a few rules you need to remember..."

"First, you are not allowed to bring people into the dorm as you please."

"Second, when I am bathing in the dorm, you must help me scrub my back."

"Third, you are not allowed to snore when sleeping at night."

"Fourth, do not disturb me."

"Fifth, from now on, the dormitory hygiene is your responsibility, and my clothes and pants are to be washed by you as well."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

After finishing, Chu Feng stood up from the bed and looked down at Wang Dong with a condescending posture, his attitude incredibly arrogant and overbearing.

The momentum crushed Wang Dong directly.

Hearing this, Wang Dong exploded like a powder keg on the spot.

"What did you say!!"

"How dare you speak to this... young master like that! Do you want to die!!!"

"Do you dare say that again!!!"

Wang Dong was nearly driven mad with rage! She was practically screaming!

Who do you think you are!

Why are you stealing my lines? Stealing them is one thing, but you even modified them?

What is this about scrubbing your back? And washing your clothes and trousers—don't tell me I have to wash your underwear too??

And finally, who the hell are you? Do we even know each other!!!

It was bad enough to have her lines stolen, but for the other party to treat her with such an attitude—she had never suffered such an insult in her entire life!

Wasn't Shrek Academy supposed to be the number one academy on the Douluo Continent? Shouldn't the students there be well-mannered? How could such a hooligan-like piece of trash exist here! It was simply detestable!

Wang Dong clenched her delicate, pink fists tightly, as if she were about to unleash a fierce threat the next moment.

However, her lines were snatched away by Chu Feng once again: "You look pretty unconvinced, don't you? If you're not convinced, let's go outside and fight. If you lose, you become my lackey; if I lose, I'll get out of this dorm and call you 'Big Brother' whenever I see you."

Wang Dong: ...Can you stop stealing my lines...

"Fine!!"

"Let's go!"

"If I, Wang Dong, don't beat the crap out of you today, I'll take your surname!"

Wang Dong's face flushed bright red. As the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, the number one hidden sect on the continent, she had been pampered and treated like a star since childhood.

Her elders had even told her that when she was born, strange omens appeared in the sky and the gods rejoiced; she was born to be high and mighty, with a noble status...

And now, to be insulted by a stinking brat from the countryside—who could endure this!

"Alright, let's go outside."

Chu Feng stood up first and walked out of the dormitory.

He naturally couldn't guess what was going through Wang Dong's mind; he was provoking Wang Dong purely because he wanted to take her in as a handmaiden...

Just imagine, years later, when he breaks through the Douluo Continent and invades the God Realm, seeing Tang San's daughter with a big belly, already someone else's wife... tsk... that would be quite thrilling...