The Sin of Luring the Dragon: Gu Yue's Lust for Lin An

"Understood, Young Master Lin. Do let us know if you need anything."

Long Hengxu nodded and turned to leave.

One could offend anyone, but never the God of Wealth.

Especially when this particular gentleman wasn't stingy with his money.

One hundred thousand federal credits, split among every teacher present, was worth more than half a month's salary.

"Scatter, everyone, let's disperse."

"Rest well, Student Lin."

The crowd receded like a tide, and the corridor returned to silence.

The stone that had been hanging in Gu Yue's heart all morning finally dropped.

She pressed tightly against Lin An, her fingers clutching his sleeve.

And then—

Lin An pushed her away.

The movement wasn't heavy, but it was decisive, without a hint of hesitation.

Gu Yue froze.

"I don't know what past life you're talking about."

Lin An's voice was calm.

There was still a smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Only coldness.

"I am who I am. I am not a substitute for anyone."

"And I don't know you."

Every word was like an ice pick, stabbing into Gu Yue's heart.

"Also—"

Lin An looked into her eyes, his tone as indifferent as if he were speaking of something trivial.

"Please don't make me hate you."

Gu Yue was struck as if by lightning, her mind going completely blank.

She stood frozen in place, forgetting even to breathe.

Hate.

He said he hated her.

Gu Yue opened her mouth, but her throat felt tightly blocked by something, unable to make a sound.

She watched Lin An's retreating back and gave a bitter smile.

It was over.

She had been too impulsive just now.

She had provoked intense resentment directly.

Thinking about it carefully, if the Dragon Queen really didn't know her, then how was her behavior just now any different from those crazy fanatical admirers?

They had only known each other for a day.

A mere day.

And what about her?

Blocking his door, in front of the entire school's faculty, saying she wanted to take him back to the Star Dou Forest, and even nearly attacking Tang Wulin.

Gu Yue shook her head.

Sigh, she had been too impatient.

Blinded by desire.

Yet, she couldn't help but steal another glance at Lin An's profile.

That face, so exquisite it didn't seem real, was so pale in the morning light it was almost transparent.

...It couldn't be entirely blamed on this King.

It was just that the Dragon Queen was too tempting for a dragon.

"Lin An, let's go get breakfast. We have class in a bit."

Tang Wulin squeezed out a smile from the side, breaking the frozen atmosphere.

However, there was a bit more wariness in the way he looked at Gu Yue.

He had felt that killing intent from earlier, clearly and distinctly.

"Alright."

Lin An nodded with a smile.

He looked at Tang Wulin, his gaze lingering for a moment before he suddenly asked, "What level is your soul power at now?"

Tang Wulin was taken aback, then lowered his head, his voice muffled.

"E... eleven."

Compared to Xie Xie and Gu Yue, he was indeed the worst.

So bad that he could hardly bring himself to say it.

Lin An pondered for a moment.

Level eleven.

With his help, pushing to level twenty within half a year should be possible.

If he used some medicinal pills, it could be even faster.

Although those medicines had some side effects, with the resilience of the Golden Dragon King's origin constitution, he could squander them at will.

"I have a method that can help you rapidly increase your soul power."

Lin An spoke as casually as if he were chatting about breakfast.

"Come find me after class."

Tang Wulin jerked his head up, his eyes wide.

"Re... really?"

His voice trembled.

Rapidly increase soul power.

These words hitting his ears were no less than a soul cannon shell exploding right beside his head.

He had cultivated for so many years, enduring so much hardship and shedding so much sweat, only to barely crawl to level eleven.

Now, someone was telling him they could increase it rapidly?

"Mm."

Lin An nodded, very certain.

Gu Yue had originally been wilted, like a flower withered by frost.

But upon hearing the words "increase soul power," she instantly straightened her body.

Increase soul power?

She whipped her head around, glaring fiercely at Tang Wulin.

According to legend, the Rainbow Dragon did indeed have a method to help others rapidly increase their cultivation.

But that method—

Gu Yue's face burned instantly.

"Could it be dual cultivation?"

She muttered to herself, her voice so low only she could hear.

The next second, her complexion shifted from red to white, then from white to green.

"No!"

Gu Yue shrieked.

The sound was so shrill and piercing that it even triggered the voice-activated lights to turn on.

She rushed forward in one step, grabbing Lin An's hand tightly.

"I don't agree!"

"Absolutely not!"

Her eyes turned red, and murderous intent and grievance surged within her purple pupils.

Tang Wulin was so startled by her that he took half a step back.

Lin An turned his head back.

His gaze was calm and icy.

It was like a basin of ice water poured directly over Gu Yue.

Gu Yue's body stiffened, and her grip on Lin An's hand loosened involuntarily.

The frantic jealousy and possessiveness in her heart, under that cold gaze, were like a punctured balloon, rapidly deflating.

The ferocity on her face faded, leaving only a look of utter grievance.

Her eye sockets reddened, and her nose stung.

"An'an, help me first."

Her voice carried a heavy nasal tone as she looked at Lin An, looking pitiful.

"I want to improve too. I really, really want to improve."

She remembered that the method the Rainbow Dragon used to help dragons increase their cultivation seemed to require mating, allowing both parties' soul power to merge.

At the mere thought of Lin An and Tang Wulin...

Gu Yue's face flushed red again.

This time, it was from anger.

She glared stubbornly at Tang Wulin, her silver teeth clenched tight.

She absolutely could not let this guy who stole the Golden Dragon King's power get his way!

Tang Wulin was baffled by the glare.

He didn't understand why Gu Yue was suddenly so hostile toward him.

But seeing her look as if she were about to cry, he scratched his head and gave an honest, simple smile: "Then let's help Gu Yue first. I'm not in a rush."

Xie Xie stood to the side, his gaze darting back and forth between the three of them.

He felt like a third wheel.

And the kind that was so redundant it practically glowed.

"Alright, let's go get breakfast first."

Lin An pulled his hand away from Gu Yue's grip without a trace and turned to walk toward the cafeteria.

Gu Yue looked at her empty palm, bit her lip, and followed silently.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie exchanged a glance and quickly caught up.

The East Sea Academy cafeteria was a three-story building with a simple exterior and a spacious interior.

Three windows were marked with the signs A, B, and C.

Meal C was unlimited and free.

Meal B was partially paid.

Meal A was fully paid and featured the best ingredients.

It was filled with energetic soul beast meat, superior medicinal porridge, and medicinal soups with sufficient age.

The prices were also outrageously expensive.

Along the way, there were many students queuing in the cafeteria, yet almost everyone was quietly picking up their food, waiting in line, and finding a corner to stand and eat.

Some students were still silently cultivating while chewing their food.

They didn't dare to waste a single second.

This was the daily life at East Sea Academy.

Tense, oppressive, and racing against time.

From the moment she entered the cafeteria, Gu Yue seemed to have returned to her usual cold and aloof self.

Only, a dark cloud hung over her delicate face.

"An'an, what do you want to eat? My treat today."

Gu Yue walked to Lin An's side, her tone carrying a hint of ingratiation.

"Order whatever."

As she spoke, she swept a cold glance at Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, the corners of her mouth curling into a mocking arc.

"Heh. Steamed buns? And you actually have the nerve to offer them. This stuff isn't clean; it's food for dogs."

As the words fell, the air in the cafeteria seemed to be sucked away.

Every student queuing in front of the windows froze for a moment.

At least seventy percent of them had the very same Meal C steamed buns that Gu Yue called "food for dogs" on their trays.

Dozens of angry gazes landed on Gu Yue.