Tang San Gets Brutally Beaten! Wang Dong'er Flips Lin Ye's Bedding!

(Image of Wang Dong'er)

Star Dou Great Forest.

The female Human-Faced Demon Spider recovered from her brief confusion, propping herself up on her eight legs as her entire body rose from the ground.

She lowered her head to look at herself:

Her size had grown another circle, dark golden patterns faintly flowing across her carapace, and her eight compound eyes flickered with a terrifying red light.

One hundred thousand years!

She had actually broken through to the one-hundred-thousand-year level!

No... it wasn't just the age...

She suddenly felt that something had been added to her already powerful sea of consciousness.

Focusing her mind to look inward, a phantom figure with long blue hair was curled up in the corner of her sea of consciousness, "sleeping" quietly.

That aura...

The aura exclusive to Blue Silver Grass!

And that face, which she hated to the very marrow of her bones.

The Human-Faced Demon Spider's eight compound eyes widened simultaneously, bloodshot veins spreading across them.

Tang San!!!

There was no mistake, it was Tang San!

Although she didn't know why his divine sense had ended up in her mind, that wasn't important.

What was important was:

Tang San's divine sense was now as weak as a dead dog, still in a sealed state, fast asleep.

The Human-Faced Demon Spider laughed.

All eight of her legs were shaking—a tremor of excitement.

Without hesitation, she manifested a thick vine and bound Tang San's divine sense tightly.

"I never expected this, I never expected this!"

She whipped out another vine and lashed it against Tang San's divine sense with a crack.

"Tang San! You actually ran into me yourself!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Each lash was fiercer than the last.

"Even if this isn't your true body, it's a clone, right? When this divine sense of yours wakes up, you'll be in immense pain, won't you? Hehehehe!"

The Human-Faced Demon Spider lashed away to her heart's content.

It was incredibly satisfying.

The grudge of her clan's extermination ten thousand years ago could not be assuaged even by whipping him to death!

Only when she was tired from whipping did she stop, panting heavily.

She could finally transform!

What she didn't know was that a strange impulse had emerged within her body, pulling her toward the direction of Shrek Academy.

That impulse came from Tang San's divine sense.

Tang San needed to find the Child of Destiny produced by the Douluo Continent!

Over the next two days, Wang Dong'er pestered Lin Ye to make her milk tea every day.

Lin Ye only gave her one cup a day; he understood that drinking too much wasn't good for her.

Although Wang Dong'er was unsatisfied, she had no choice but to listen obediently.

On the third day, the day classes began arrived.

In the morning, Wang Dong'er crawled out from under her covers and rubbed her eyes.

She hadn't woken up particularly early, but she didn't expect Lin Ye on the bed opposite to still be fast asleep.

If he slept any longer, he would be late.

She walked over and called out to Lin Ye: "Lin Ye, get up, get up."

No response.

She increased her volume: "Wake up! We have class today!"

Still no response.

Wang Dong'er stood with her hands on her hips for a moment, thinking: People used to sleeping in really do have a hard time getting up early...

But she called out several times, and Lin Ye didn't budge.

"That'll teach you to stay in bed!"

Wang Dong'er yanked the quilt away!

Inside lay a notebook.

The character "Tai" (too) was written on the notebook, sprawled out wide.

Then...

The dot of the "Tai" character—no, it should be said the vertical stroke of the "Mu" character—caught her eye.

Wang Dong'er let out a startled cry, her hands "slapping" over her eyes.

Yet, she couldn't help herself, peeking through the gaps between her fingers.

Good heavens, what kind of character was that?

This character was, was it not too big?

How could it grow like that???

Why... was it still a standing, three-dimensional character...

Lin Ye stirred, appearing to wake up.

Terrified, Wang Dong'er turned and ran, "whooshing" out of the dormitory and leaning against the corridor wall, her hands clutching her chest, her heart beating as if it were about to explode.

Her face was flushed, her heart racing.

Her mind was filled with that scene from just a moment ago.

It's over, it's over, it's over...

I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!

Lin Ye woke up groggily and went to eat breakfast with Wang Dong'er.

Only, for some reason, Wang Dong'er's gaze kept darting away from him, her speech was stuttering, and even the tips of her ears were tinged with pink.

What is wrong with this girl today?

Lin Ye scratched his head, not thinking much of it.

A while later, the two of them were already sitting in the classroom.

The surrounding seats were filled with girls.

After all, with two handsome guys sitting there, it was hard not to attract attention.

In the front rows, back rows, left and right, there were eyes stealing glances everywhere.

As class was about to begin, a youth wearing a black hood walked in.

With his hands in his pockets and his eyes fixed straight ahead, he walked directly toward the podium.

Sharp-eyed students recognized him: "Isn't that 'Brother Killer' from the day of registration?"

"What kind of trouble is he going to stir up now?"

"Why isn't he wearing his school uniform? Is he trying to look cool with that black hat?"

"So cringey!"

Huo Yuhao stood on the podium, hands in his pockets, expressionless.

But inside, his heart was already surging:

The reward this time is a spirit bone!

I haven't even seen what a spirit bone looks like yet!

I heard they are one in ten thousand among spirit masters, a rare treasure!

And this mission isn't even difficult!

He took a deep breath.

Under everyone's gaze, he slowly extended his hands.

He raised them to his chest.

Then...

He began to air-DJ!

His hands flew up and down, swiping left and right, his head bobbing and weaving, while he provided his own "untz-untz" sound effects.

His movements were fluid and rhythmic.

The entire classroom went silent in an instant.

Everyone was stunned.

Their mouths hung open in an "O" shape, their eyes wide as copper bells.

What... what is he doing?

Spinning discs?

Spinning discs in thin air??

After three seconds of silence, a stifled laugh erupted from the corner: "Pfft—"

Then the entire classroom exploded.

"Hahahaha—"

"This guy is a legend!"

"Brother Killer truly lives up to his name!"

"Help me, I've already curled my toes so hard I've dug out a three-bedroom apartment!"

Huo Yuhao kept a straight face and continued spinning his discs.

For the sake of a spirit bone, what was a little social suicide?

Finally, enduring the feeling of social death, Huo Yuhao completed the task of spinning discs in thin air.

The system panel popped up before him:

[Ding! B-rank mission complete!]

[Reward: Top-tier Rare · Two-and-a-Half-Year Chicken Claw Left Leg Bone!]

Huo Yuhao remained expressionless on the outside, but screamed wildly on the inside: Yeah!

A spirit bone! It really is a spirit bone!

On the other side, Lin Ye also received a notification:

[Huo Yuhao has completed the mission, gained points: 25]

[Obtained one lucky draw chance!]

Lin Ye sat in his seat, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

Not bad, not bad, this kid works quite hard.

Just then, someone walked in through the classroom door.

A white robe, an old woman, her back straight as a rod, pacing step by step toward the podium.

At Shrek Academy, color was a symbol of status.

White symbolized a freshman.

And the white robe on the old woman represented the identity of a freshman teacher.

Her icy gaze swept across the entire classroom, and the previously noisy room instantly fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone understood that this must be the homeroom teacher for Class One, Zhou Yi.

The legendary perverted old hag.

It's coming, it's coming, the good show is about to begin!

Everyone waited to see how Huo Yuhao would be reprimanded.

He was just spinning discs in thin air on the podium a moment ago; hadn't he just walked right into the line of fire?

Zhou Yi walked to the side of the podium, her gaze landing on Huo Yuhao.

The classroom was deathly silent, and some people had already started holding back their laughter.

However...