Chu Feng left the shores of Sea Cucumber Lake.
As for Ma Xiaotao, the seed had already been planted. She definitely wouldn't be able to escape him.
Yan Shaozhe might have taken a dislike to him, though, and would most likely try to interfere...
When he returned to the dorm, Wang Dong had already cleaned it until it was spotless. She washed the clothes every day and hung them out in neat rows. On the table sat the dinner she'd just brought back from the academy cafeteria for Chu Feng. It was still hot, and she really did have a bit of a devoted-wife-and-mother vibe...
It also showed that Chu Feng's training had been a great success.
Wang Dong was already sitting on her bed cultivating. She'd probably been spurred on by Chu Feng.
Otherwise, at this time of day, Wang Dong would most likely be watching the matches at the Soul Fighting Arena. She usually came back very late, cultivated for about an hour before bed, then called it a night.
Chu Feng glanced at her but didn't disturb her. Instead, he sat down and ate dinner on his own.
Still, he had to admit that Wang Dong's talent was incredible. She spent only a tenth as much time cultivating as ordinary people, yet her cultivation had progressed just as quickly...
She was a bit like the top student in every class at school in his previous life. You'd see them barely doing any homework, and you'd spend weekends gaming together at an internet café, but when exam results came out, they were always first in the whole school. It made no sense at all, and it was infuriating.
"You're back?"
Wang Dong sensed Chu Feng come in and slowly opened her eyes.
But when she saw how rumpled his clothes were, her eyes suddenly narrowed. "Did you get into a fight?"
As she said this, Wang Dong's tone turned noticeably serious, and a faint, almost imperceptible murderous intent flashed across her face.
"Just a spar. No big deal."
Without even looking up, Chu Feng answered casually. His clothes had inevitably been torn and soaked during the fight, and Wang Dong had sharp eyes.
At that, Wang Dong's anger ebbed slightly, but she still asked curiously, "Who did you fight? Your opponent seems really strong."
She knew Chu Feng's strength very well. He was invincible among his peers. Anyone who could leave him looking this disheveled had to be at least a sixth-year student, right?
"You'll meet them eventually." Chu Feng didn't say more. Yan Shaozhe had promised him hush money, after all, so the less he said, the better.
"You're so stingy..." Wang Dong pursed her lips and shot Chu Feng a resentful glance.
But Chu Feng was thinking about other things and didn't notice anything odd about her. Wang Dong simply watched him eat, gazing at his unusually charming face until she gradually drifted off into a daze...
A few minutes later, Chu Feng finished eating and finally noticed something. He looked up and saw Wang Dong staring intently at him, as if she'd been watching for a long time.
"What are you doing?"
Chu Feng was baffled by her gaze. He raised an eyebrow and asked.
"So what if I look at you? Am I not allowed?" Wang Dong gave a soft huff and looked away. She was clearly feeling guilty, and an involuntary blush spread across her little face.
Seeing Wang Dong like this, Chu Feng suddenly guessed what was going on. He slowly got up, walked over to her bed, and watched her with a wide grin that seemed a little too pleased with himself.
"Y-you... What are you trying to do? I only looked at you a little longer. Do you really have to be so petty?!" Wang Dong instinctively shrank into the corner, watching Chu Feng timidly. She was clearly terrified.
"Am I really that bad?"
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, then beckoned to Wang Dong. "Come here. I've got something good to show you."
"No! I'm sorry, okay? I won't look at you anymore!" At that, Wang Dong grew even more frightened, cowering in the corner of the bed and refusing to come out no matter what.
Chu Feng was speechless. He immediately circulated his Soul Power and pulled Wang Dong into his grasp, gripping her neck with one hand.
"Then be gentle. I'm scared it'll hurt..." Wang Dong gave up struggling and looked at Chu Feng pitifully.
Chu Feng was at a loss for words. He simply tapped her forehead with one finger, and a gentle stream of spiritual power flowed from his fingertip.
Wang Dong was just about to resist when Chu Feng's voice came from beside her. "Relax. It's something good."
"Oh..."
Wang Dong seemed to sense something and hurriedly stopped resisting, beginning to absorb that stream of spiritual power.
What Chu Feng passed on to Wang Dong was none other than the first layer of the Ice Skin Jade Bone Technique, the introductory portion.
He had no use for the technique himself, but he could give it to someone else. Wang Dong had worked for him for so long and fallen a little behind in her cultivation because of it, so practicing this technique should help her make up for lost time.
After all, he treated his own people pretty well. He'd give Xiao Xiao a copy the next time he saw her, too.
Still, to prevent the technique from leaking, Chu Feng used this method of transmitting it through spiritual power. It was more or less like communicating by thought—he could simply pour the contents directly into her mind. It was very convenient.
But as soon as he touched the barrier around Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness, he could also sense that wisp of Tang San's divine consciousness lodged inside her.
Fortunately, Chu Feng was only transmitting information one way. He didn't need to enter Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness, and he had no other thoughts in mind, so he naturally wouldn't stir Tang San's wisp of divine consciousness.
If his spiritual power had gone any deeper and he tried to enter her Sea of Consciousness, he would definitely have been attacked by Tang San's divine consciousness.
Chu Feng also knew that Tang San's wisp of divine consciousness contained most of Tang Wutong's memories from when she was young. That was how she had become the Wang Dong she was now.
As for Wang Qiu'er, she had been formed when Tang San extracted a fragment of Wang Dong's soul and combined it with the Three-Eyed Golden Lion. This had happened after Huo Yuhao encountered the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, when that bastard Tang San had secretly meddled. That was why Wang Dong and Wang Qiu'er looked exactly alike.
So Wang Dong'er's soul was now complete.
All he needed to do was find the right moment to erase Tang San's wisp of divine consciousness along with Wang Dong's previous memories. Then he could basically sever the father-daughter relationship between Wang Dong and Tang San. Perfect~
A few minutes later, the transmission of the first layer of the Ice Skin Jade Bone Technique was complete.
Wang Dong slowly opened her eyes and blinked her pinkish-blue ones. Her cheeks were flushed as she looked at Chu Feng curiously. "What is this?"
"A decent secret technique. It can speed up cultivation." Chu Feng yawned and explained casually.
The technique was mainly for body tempering and better suited to girls. It didn't increase cultivation speed by all that much; a four- or fivefold boost was already pretty good.
After saying that, Chu Feng lay down on his bed and closed his eyes to rest. Transmitting the technique with his spiritual power had taken quite a bit out of him.
"Does it really only speed up cultivation...?" Wang Dong murmured to herself.
The secret technique wasn't very long, but she could more or less understand its effects. And it seemed to be very suitable for girls...
Chu Feng clearly hadn't practiced this secret technique himself.
Which meant...
"Did he find out...?"
"Impossible. Even a Titled Douluo can't see through this secret technique of mine..."
"And I haven't given anything away. Could he have... peeked at me while I was bathing?!"
"That can't be. This awful guy..."
"No, wait. His eyes are also a Martial Soul. Maybe he has a Soul Skill that lets him see through things...!!"
The more Wang Dong thought about it, the angrier she got. Her face grew redder and her fists tightened...
"Just let me catch you doing it. I won't let you off!" Wang Dong stared hard at Chu Feng, gritting her teeth.
If Chu Feng had known what Wang Dong was thinking at that moment, he probably would have been so furious he'd spit blood on the spot.
A woman's imagination was terrifying: impossible to understand and completely unreasonable.
Of course, the real problem was that the restriction that bastard Tang San had placed on Wang Dong was such a nuisance. Otherwise, Chu Feng wouldn't have needed all these bells and whistles.
The girls in this world were still very innocent. You could eat, shop, and watch a movie with them, then take them straight home and pin them to the bed to get started...
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