"I absorbed the Beauty Badge and my Soul Power increased a lot, to about level fourteen, but my mental power didn't increase."
"So that means I can use Pure Beauty Light on Soul Masters whose mental power is no higher than 130, and the chances of success will be very high."
"However, it depends on how much they're praised and how receptive they are."
"That's pretty good."
"I'll call my first Soul Skill Pure Beauty Light."
Li Luo was very satisfied with the abilities he had gained after absorbing the Beauty Badge.
Suddenly, a fluffy Na'er barged in. She wasn't even wearing shoes, and her little feet were bare and white.
"Brother, I wasn't trying to peek." Na'er looked embarrassed.
While peeking just now, she had been so focused on leaning toward the door that she hadn't noticed herself pushing it open.
Then she fell right inside.
Na'er pouted. "It's all because Brother smells so nice. That's why I did that."
"I didn't disturb you, did I?"
But Li Luo didn't answer Na'er.
Instead, he offered her a sincere compliment.
"Beautiful young lady, allow me to praise you sincerely. You are like a flower on a snowy winter plain..."
"Hmm???"
Na'er looked confused. Why had Brother suddenly started praising her, and so cheesily, too?
Had something gone wrong while he was absorbing his Soul Spirit?
Na'er hurried forward and placed her little hand against Li Luo's forehead. "Brother, don't scare me."
"Waaah, Na'er won't ever peek at Brother again."
"Brother, get better soon."
Li Luo's attempt was instantly foiled. His first use of Pure Beauty Light ended in failure.
It definitely wasn't because he'd praised her the wrong way.
It was because Na'er's mental power was far beyond his.
That had to be it.
The Silver Dragon King was terrifying indeed.
"Na'er, don't worry. Brother has already absorbed the Soul Spirit successfully, and there's nothing wrong with my body." Li Luo explained, "I was just testing out the Soul Skill I gained."
Na'er looked a little dubious, but he was her brother. If he said that was what it was, then that was what it was.
"Okay. As long as you're all right, Brother. Otherwise, Na'er would worry."
"I'm really fine. Go to sleep, Na'er."
"Mhm~ Good night, Brother~"
"Good night, Na'er~"
The night passed quietly.
Time slipped by.
Morning came again.
After breakfast, Li Luo put on his backpack and headed to school.
Na'er saw him off at the door.
Watching him walk away, she murmured, "Brother must have forgotten that my competition is today. He probably won't come watch me compete."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Na'er's eyes.
But she quickly perked up again. "Brother didn't do it on purpose. He has to go to school, and he has important things to do."
"I have to understand."
"I told Brother before not to come watch my competition, because school is more important."
"That's right. Na'er isn't that important..."
Li Luo had no idea that Na'er at home was feeling a little sad. He was thinking, "Na'er's competition is at two thirty this afternoon, at the Blacksmith Association next to the Spirit Pagoda."
"It's not far from Red Mountain Academy to the Blacksmith Association."
"I can go after lunch."
"I'll surprise Na'er."
As he thought about it, Li Luo arrived at Red Mountain Academy. It was still the same gate, and the same Wulin.
"Brother Luo, good morning!"
Tang Wulin trotted over. "Freshly fried youtiao! Want one, Brother Luo?"
"Thanks, Wulin. I've already eaten." Li Luo politely declined.
Tang Wulin was a little disappointed. Brother Luo was still the same, refusing to accept his breakfast.
It was fine. He was used to it.
Li Luo had no idea what Tang Wulin was thinking, either. He was wondering if his first Soul Skill had failed on Na'er because her mental power was higher than his.
What would happen if he used his first Soul Skill on Tang Wulin?
The original Douluo III story clearly stated that at this point in time, Tang Wulin's mental power was no higher than forty.
Meanwhile, his own mental power was ninety-nine, at the peak of the Spirit Origin Realm.
Tang Wulin assumed things would be like before and that the two of them would walk silently to the junior class without saying anything else.
Then Li Luo spoke. "Beautiful young man, allow me to praise you sincerely. You are like a flower on a snowy winter plain..."
"Huh???"
Tang Wulin was first dumbfounded, then overwhelmed with joy.
He screamed inwardly, "Brother... Brother Luo actually praised me! Could it be that my persistence every day has finally moved him?"
"I knew the methods in that storybook would work. Otherwise, it wouldn't have ranked in the top ten in sales, with twenty million copies sold."
The Golden Dragon King's heart fluttered. His face flushed shyly, and his eyes were practically sparkling.
Li Luo hurriedly stopped praising him. He hadn't even activated his Martial Soul, and the Golden Dragon King had already taken the bait like a leaping carp.
If he actually used Pure Beauty Light on Tang Wulin, wouldn't he end up giving him the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, too?
Li Luo coughed twice. "Ahem, Wulin, stay calm. Brother Luo just wanted to tell you that boys have to protect themselves when they're out and about, too."
"Bad people might praise others just like I did. You have to be on your guard."
"Thank you, Brother Luo," Tang Wulin replied listlessly.
The Golden Dragon King was deeply disappointed. He secretly swore, "Brother Luo, I'll never believe you again. Never again!"
Tang Wulin looked as if he'd been abandoned after being seduced.
Time to make a getaway.
Li Luo beat a hasty retreat.
Boys had to protect themselves when they were out and about.
Especially pretty boys like him.
During the break, Li Luo asked Teacher Lin about the principal.
He learned that the principal was in good health and could still eat just fine.
Li Luo was relieved.
After lunch, Li Luo asked Teacher Lin for the afternoon off, then left the academy.
Tang Wulin wondered why Li Luo had taken the afternoon off.
"Could Brother Luo be going on a date?"
At the thought, Tang Wulin's face turned pale.
He murmured, "No way. Brother Luo is a good student. He'd never start dating so young."
He also asked Teacher Lin for leave, then headed to the small competition at the Blacksmith Association, feeling a little dejected.
There were quite a lot of people there, and the atmosphere was lively, but Wulin's heart felt cold.
The competition began.
Tang Wulin hammered away listlessly when, suddenly, he spotted Li Luo in the audience.
"Ah, it's Brother Luo! He came to watch my competition? Did Brother Luo say all those harsh things on purpose, just to surprise me?"
In an instant, Tang Wulin was pumped up like he'd been injected with 520 buckets of chicken blood. He swung the little hammer in his hand with a loud whoosh.
Na'er had been a little distracted, but suddenly she spotted Li Luo in the audience.
Na'er's eyes grew moist. "It's Brother."
"Brother came to watch me."
Bang! Na'er's hammer slammed down with a loud clang, and her face lit up with excitement.
Suddenly, she spotted Tang Wulin on her left.
At the same time, Tang Wulin looked over, too.
Killing intent rose in both their eyes.
"It's him, Brother's annoying classmate who brings him breakfast every day."
"It's her, Brother Luo's adopted sister."
"Poof!"
Their gazes clashed in midair, battling it out for eight hundred rounds...
They were both Dragon Gods.
Why turn on one another?
But when it came to fighting over a brother, things had always been this way.
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