Leng Yaozhu looked at it, and a faint blush rose on her dignified, peerlessly beautiful face.
She had no idea what to do.
Should she pull it out?
Or eat it?
She found it strange that the thought of eating it had even occurred to her.
Could I have been born to like this?
Leng Yaozhu asked herself silently. At last, she worked up the courage and reached out, wanting to pull it off.
The moment her jade-white finger touched it—
Her whole body was struck as if by lightning, going limp all over.
"Ow, that hurts!"
It was a pain that reached her very soul.
Even Leng Yaozhu, a Limit Douluo powerhouse, could barely withstand it.
Gritting her teeth, Leng Yaozhu tried again...
Before long, she was glistening with sweat.
Her white silk robe clung to her body,
her graceful figure showing through in tantalizing glimpses. Her generous curves seemed to spill toward the eye.
Her face was already red to the extreme.
So tempting one could hardly resist.
Leng Yaozhu collapsed onto the bed, her long, beautiful legs spread apart. Every last bit of strength had been drained from her body.
Yet that red lump remained completely unharmed.
Leng Yaozhu was exhausted.
Since becoming a Titled Douluo, she had never felt so tired.
A drowsy haze washed over her.
Leng Yaozhu could no longer resist sleep.
She fell into a dream.
A beggar held out a broken bowl, begging for food, but the other beggars bullied him and smashed his bowl.
They shoved him into the muddy road. The beggar wept as he struggled to his feet, his whole body covered in filthy water.
Radiating an intellectual beauty, Leng Yaozhu embraced the beggar. The light of life enveloped him.
Warm and comfortable.
The beggar opened his eyes. "You saved me. Aren't you disgusted by how dirty I am?"
"That's because you're Li Luo!" Leng Yaozhu said, her face filled with compassion as she gave alms.
The beggar's face slowly transformed into Li Luo's.
"So I'm Li Luo!"
Leng Yaozhu grew ever more frenzied, giving everything she had.
She held nothing back.
Li Luo turned into a porter, utterly exhausted.
Leng Yaozhu opened her arms and gave alms.
Her heart was broad.
Utterly sacred.
Li Luo turned into a swordsman, grievously wounded, his injuries festering. Leng Yaozhu gave alms.
Li Luo turned into a noble young master.
Silk curtains, revelry night after night.
Leng Yaozhu reached the pinnacle...
She suddenly jolted awake in bed,
disbelief in her eyes.
"Why is my mind full of Li Luo?"
"And why did I do something so shameful?"
"I've wronged Yun Ming."
Leng Yaozhu looked at the red lump growing on her body. "Maybe this has something to do with Li Luo. Perhaps I should go find him."
Leaving Leng Yaozhu aside, in the open space by the new students' dormitory at Eastsea Academy,
Li Luo stared, dumbfounded, at Xie Xie and Tang Wulin, who were still pole-vaulting.
"Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, first Soul Skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault?"
"Have they lost their minds?"
Li Luo had a bad feeling. When he saw mushrooms growing on Xie Xie and Tang Wulin, only for them to pluck and eat them before more mushrooms sprouted,
"Damn it, something's gone wrong!"
Li Luo had already guessed the cause.
It was that Seven-Colored Mushroom.
It had originally been highly poisonous. After absorbing the Seven-Colored Mushroom Soul Spirit, Li Luo had still wondered where all the poison inside it had gone.
"Don't tell me it all ended up in Tang Wulin and Xie Xie?"
Deep in Tang Wulin's Soul Sea of Consciousness, Sea God Tang San's face twisted.
"Damn Li Luo! You've only just absorbed the Seven-Colored Mushroom Soul Spirit and still can't control its abilities."
"When you were talking to them, those poisonous spores sprayed out of your mouth. My son breathed them in and got poisoned."
"Li Luo, don't you understand? This is all your fault. You've already embarked on the Way of Seeking Death."
But Sea God Tang San only dared to roar inside Tang Wulin's Soul Sea of Consciousness.
He didn't dare go outside at all.
He was afraid that if he ventured out, that mysterious being would catch him—and then he really would be annihilated, body and soul.
Li Luo naturally knew nothing of Sea God Tang San's grand explanation. He could only guess that this had something to do with him.
He noticed that even after Tang Wulin and Xie Xie plucked off the mushrooms, more still grew back.
Li Luo sensed a vague thought being transmitted by the Seven-Colored Mushroom Soul Spirit. "Could it be they'll stop growing only if I pluck them off?"
"Ah, nothing ventured, nothing gained."
He looked at the two still jumping merrily and called out, "Ma Chao, Ma Chao, your mom's calling you home for dinner."
Tang Wulin and Xie Xie stopped.
Tang Wulin said happily, "Brother Luo, you're here! Do you want to jump too?"
"Brother Luo, come on, let's jump!" Xie Xie chimed in.
Li Luo smiled. "Sure, sure. Come over first."
According to the theories of a Soul Guidance Floss Psychology grandmaster, it was best not to argue with people who had lost their minds.
"Smack!"
Li Luo moved with lightning speed and plucked the mushroom from Tang Wulin's arm.
Confusion flashed in Xie Xie's eyes. "Brother Luo, why did you pull off Wulin's mushroom? Don't pull it off!"
"We still have to pole-vault."
"You still want to jump?"
"Ma Chao, your mom's calling you home for dinner."
"Smack!"
Li Luo plucked the mushroom from Xie Xie as well.
The two came to their senses completely and clung to Li Luo's legs, weeping bitterly. "Brother Luo, thank goodness you saved us! Otherwise, that Buttocks would have done us in."
Li Luo was baffled. "Buttocks?"
"Yeah, Brother Luo," Tang Wulin sobbed. "It was terrifying just now. Someone calling himself Buttocks said he'd take me to hunt Soul Beasts and obtain Soul Rings."
"I told him I didn't need any, but he said it was free."
"So I followed him to a Soul Beast forest."
"He pointed at a bamboo stalk and told me it was a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, perfectly suited to my Blue Silver Grass. He said that absorbing it would give me the divine skill Blue Silver Pole Vault."
"He also said he'd beat me to death if I didn't absorb it."
Li Luo was stunned. He looked helplessly at Xie Xie. "You didn't have the same hallucination as Wulin, did you?"
Xie Xie shook his head furiously. "The Buttocks I met was incredibly violent. He knocked me out with a Heaven-Shaking Fart."
"He forced me to absorb a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo."
"I begged him to let me go. I told him the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo wasn't compatible with my Light Dragon Dagger."
"He sneered and said that even the mighty Clear Sky Hammer could absorb a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, so why couldn't I?"
"He said that if I didn't absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, it meant I didn't want to take him to the Divine Realm."
"He got really angry and was going to torture me to death with his Heaven-Shaking Fart."
"Luckily, Brother Luo came and rescued me."
Xie Miao and Tang Wulin clung tightly to Li Luo again, weeping.
After all, that dream had been terrifying.
As the two sobbed, Gu Yue's furious voice rang out.
"Get your filthy hands off him!"
Li Luo saw Gu Yue's cheeks puffed up with anger as she came running down from the dormitory upstairs, her footsteps pounding.
"Good. Gu Yue is normal."
Li Luo felt greatly relieved. Of the four people who had spent the most time around him, Xie Miao and Tang Wulin had been affected,
but now it seemed Gu Yue hadn't been.
Li Luo surmised that the higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to be affected—and vice versa.
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