Leng Yaozhu, the Joyful Bodhisattva, Pole Vaults into the Anus

Leng Yaozhu gazed at it, a faint blush rising upon her graceful and beautiful face.

She did not know what she should do.

Should she pull it out?

Or should she eat it?

She found it strange that the thought of eating it had even occurred to her.

Could it be that I am naturally inclined toward this?

Leng Yaozhu asked herself in her heart, and finally, she summoned her courage, extended a finger, and attempted to pluck it off.

The moment her jade-like finger touched it, she was struck as if by lightning, her entire body turning limp.

"It hurts so much!"

It was a pain that reached into her very soul.

Even as a Limit Douluo powerhouse, Leng Yaozhu found it somewhat unbearable.

Leng Yaozhu gritted her teeth and began to try again...

Before long, she was drenched in fragrant sweat, her white silk robe clinging to her skin, revealing her graceful figure. A full, intoxicating scent wafted toward her.

Her face had flushed to the extreme.

She looked mouth-wateringly beautiful.

Leng Yaozhu collapsed onto the bed, her long, slender legs splayed apart, all her strength spent.

Yet, that red bump remained completely unscathed.

Leng Yaozhu was exhausted.

Ever since she had become a Titled Douluo, she had never felt this tired before.

A drowsy, heavy sensation washed over her.

Leng Yaozhu could no longer resist the sleepiness.

She drifted into a dream.

A beggar held a broken bowl, begging for food, but the other beggars bullied him and smashed his bowl.

They pushed him onto the muddy road, and the beggar cried as he scrambled up, his entire body covered in filthy water.

Leng Yaozhu, radiating an intellectual beauty, pulled the beggar into her embrace, wrapping him in the light of life, warm and comfortable.

The beggar opened his eyes. "You saved me; aren't you disgusted by how dirty I am?"

"That is because you are Li Luo!" Leng Yaozhu's face was filled with compassionate charity.

The beggar's face slowly transformed into that of Li Luo.

"So, I am Li Luo!"

Leng Yaozhu became increasingly frantic, pouring out everything she had.

Without a shred of reservation.

Li Luo transformed into a porter, exhausted to the extreme.

Leng Yaozhu opened her heart to offer charity.

Her heart was vast and generous.

It was holy to the extreme.

Li Luo transformed into a swordsman, gravely wounded with festering sores, and Leng Yaozhu offered her charity.

Li Luo transformed into a noble young master.

Amidst silk curtains, they reveled in song and dance night after night.

Leng Yaozhu reached the pinnacle of sublimation...

She suddenly jolted awake from the bed, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Why is my mind filled with Li Luo?"

"And I even did such shameful things!"

"I have betrayed Yun Ming."

Leng Yaozhu looked at the red bump on her body. "Perhaps this has something to do with Li Luo; maybe I should go find him."

Setting aside Leng Yaozhu, in the open space of the East Sea Academy freshman dormitory, 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 felt a vague sense of foreboding. When he saw mushrooms sprouting from the bodies of Xie Xie and Tang Wulin, only for them to pluck and eat them, before more mushrooms sprouted again, "Damn it, something's wrong!"

Li Luo had already guessed where the problem lay.

It was that Seven-Colored Mushroom.

It was originally highly toxic. After Li Luo had absorbed the Seven-Colored Mushroom soul spirit, he had been wondering where its inherent toxicity had gone.

"Don't tell me it all ended up on Tang Wulin and Xie Xie?"

Deep within the depths of Tang Wulin's soul sea, the Sea God Tang San's face twisted.

"Damn you, Li Luo. You just absorbed the Seven-Colored Mushroom soul spirit and haven't yet mastered its abilities."

"When you were talking to them, those toxic spores sprayed out from your mouth. My son inhaled them and was struck."

"Li Luo, don't you understand? It's all because of you that my son is like this. You have already paved your own path to death."

However, the Sea God Tang San only dared to roar within Tang Wulin's soul sea.

He did not dare to step outside at all.

He feared that if he went outside, he would be caught by that mysterious existence, and that would truly mean his death and annihilation.

Li Luo naturally did not know the Sea God Tang San's grand explanation; Li Luo only guessed that this must have something to do with him.

He observed that although Tang Wulin and Xie Xie plucked the mushrooms, they would simply grow back.

Li Luo sensed a vague thought transmitted by the Seven-Colored Mushroom soul spirit, "Could it be that I have to pluck them for them so they won't grow back?"

"Sigh, might as well treat a dead horse as if it were alive."

He looked at the two people jumping happily and shouted, "Ma Chao, Ma Chao, your mother is 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 also said.

Li Luo smiled, "Easy, easy. You two come over here first."

According to the theories of a master of Soul Guidance Floss Psychology, when dealing with the mentally ill, it is best not to argue with them.

"Snap!"

Li Luo was quick-eyed and fast-handed, plucking the mushroom from Tang Wulin's arm.

A flash of confusion crossed Xie Xie's eyes, "Brother Luo, why did you pluck Wulin's mushroom? Don't pluck it!"

"We still have to pole vault."

"Still jumping?"

"Ma Chao, your mother is calling you home for dinner."

"Snap!"

The mushroom on Xie Xie's body was also plucked by Li Luo.

The two of them fully regained their senses, hugging Li Luo's thighs and weeping bitterly, "Brother Luo, thank goodness you saved us, otherwise we would have been killed by that Gangzi."

Li Luo was a bit confused, "Gangzi?"

"Yes, Brother Luo," Tang Wulin said, crying. "It was so scary just now. Someone who called himself Gangzi said he wanted to take me to hunt soul beasts to obtain a soul ring."

"I said I didn't need to, and 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, that it was a perfect match for my Blue Silver Grass, and that after absorbing it, I could obtain the divine skill Blue Silver Pole Vault."

"He also said if I didn't absorb it, he would beat me to death."

Li Luo was stunned. He looked powerlessly at Xie Xie, "You didn't have the same hallucination as Wulin, did you?"

Xie Xie shook his head frantically, "The Gangzi I met was extremely irritable. I was directly knocked unconscious by one of his Heaven-Shaking Farts."

"He forced me to absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo."

"I cried and begged him to let me go, telling him that the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo was not compatible with my Light Dragon Dagger."

"He sneered and said that even the great Clear Sky Hammer could absorb a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, so why couldn't I?"

"He said if I didn't absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, it meant I didn't want to take him to the God Realm."

"He was very unhappy and was about to torture me to death with his Heaven-Shaking Fart."

"It's a good thing Brother Luo came to save us."

Xie Miao and Tang Wulin clung tightly to Li Luo once again, sobbing.

After all, that dream had been too terrifying.

Just as the two were wailing, Gu Yue's fierce voice rang out, "Get your stinking hands off him!"

Li Luo saw Gu Yue's cheeks puffed out in anger as she stomped down the stairs from the dormitory.

Thank goodness, Gu Yue is normal.

Li Luo felt a sense of relief. Among the four people he had been in contact with the longest, Xie Miao and Tang Wulin had fallen victim, but it appeared that Gu Yue had been spared.

Li Luo surmised that the higher one's cultivation, the less likely they were to be affected, and vice versa.