It was ridiculous. A Soul Grandmaster had defeated the Soul Elder of the world's number-one Beast Martial Soul.
Qin Ming knew Yu Tianheng's strength very well. He could hold his own even against a Soul Ancestor. Could Wang Dong'er have a Soul Bone?
Wang Dong'er's mind raced.
There was no way she could reveal her Second Martial Soul. It was far too dangerous, and neither Qin Ming nor the Royal Academy's education committee could be trusted.
Should she say the Light Goddess Butterfly suppressed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?
No, that wouldn't work either.
Wang Dong'er dismissed the idea.
Once Yu Tianheng found out, he would definitely report it to his sect.
Those sects that called themselves the greatest in the world were the most narrow-minded. They would never allow a Martial Soul stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to exist. She would be in even greater danger then.
After thinking it over for a long while, Wang Dong'er still couldn't figure out how to explain it. She looked at Qin Ming helplessly.
"Teacher Qin Ming, every Soul Master in the Soul Master World has their own secrets. Pressing me for answers like this is asking too much."
Qin Ming fell silent for a moment, then sighed. "You're right. Everyone has their own secrets. I was rude."
"Go back and get some rest."
Wang Dong'er nodded. As she walked out of the room, Ye Lingling and Yu Tianheng came to.
Both were extremely anxious. They didn't calm down until Qin Ming told them Dugu Yan was out of danger.
After hearing Qin Ming's explanation, they understood that they had misunderstood Wang Dong'er. Yu Tianheng felt the most ashamed.
His guilt was for Dugu Yan. After all, he was her boyfriend, and he hadn't taken good care of her. When she needed him most, he hadn't been there.
His shame was because he had actually lost to a girl weaker than himself. His fight with Wang Dong'er had hit his pride like a nuclear bomb, pulverizing the arrogance of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon heir.
"Tianheng, go apologize to Wang Dong'er in a little while."
Qin Ming spoke up.
Yu Tianheng reluctantly murmured, "Mm." His hands clenched tightly, his arms trembling faintly.
"By the way, Tianheng, how did you lose?"
Qin Ming asked, puzzled.
"Teacher Qin Ming, I don't know either. In the final exchange, my lightning surrounded her, but it also blocked my own vision. I only remember a flash of light rushing toward me, and then I lost all ability to move..."
Yu Tianheng tried hard to recall his fight with Wang Dong'er, but that was all he could remember.
Qin Ming was the only one who could rub salt into his wounds without making him feel anything. If anyone else had asked, he would have gotten angry and used Thunder Dragon Claw.
"I see..."
Qin Ming furrowed his brows. Yu Tianheng's account told him next to nothing.
He couldn't tell how Wang Dong'er had won. In any case, it hadn't been a Soul Bone Skill.
It was quite possibly a mental-type Soul Skill. Wang Dong'er's Martial Soul was mysterious, after all, and no one knew what her two Soul Skills were.
Noticing Yu Tianheng's mood, Qin Ming patted his shoulder and comforted him.
"Tianheng, don't lose heart over one defeat."
"Wang Dong'er's Martial Soul can fly, while you don't have any powerful anti-air abilities."
"Your emotions must have been unsettled at the time. After all, your girlfriend had fallen into a pool of blood, her life hanging in the balance."
"Your thoughts were in chaos, your reason had gone out the window, and you were full of rage. You couldn't think clearly about how to fight. You still need to temper your character. If you fly off the handle at the slightest provocation, you'll easily come out the worse for it."
"Teacher Qin Ming, I... understand."
"What a disaster."
Inside her room, Wang Dong'er slumped onto the sofa and let out a sigh, her face scrunched up in misery.
She reeked of burnt cloth, and her clothes were charred black. Even now, her arms were still numb.
The lightning power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was incredibly troublesome. It was a pity the room was too small. In an open space outdoors, Yu Tianheng's lightning wouldn't have been able to touch her at all.
"Forget it. Cultivating is more important."
Wang Dong'er sat cross-legged and began meditating to cultivate her Soul Power. As time passed, the Soul Power within her gradually grew full.
Knock, knock, knock!
At the sound of knocking, Wang Dong'er emerged from her cultivation. She glanced out the window. The sky had darkened, and the sun was about to set. She had cultivated for roughly two or three hours.
She went to the door and opened it gently. She had thought it would be Qin Ming or Yu Tianheng, since Qin Ming had said Yu Tianheng would apologize to her. Instead, two young women stood outside.
They were Dugu Yan, who had caused the misunderstanding, and Ye Lingling, whom Wang Dong'er had knocked unconscious.
"It's... you two. What do you need?"
Wang Dong'er asked in a calm tone.
Ye Lingling wore a veil and lowered her head slightly.
Dugu Yan's face was full of apology. "I'm sorry. I heard about what happened this afternoon. I caused the misunderstanding, so I came to apologize."
"By the way, you've been cultivating in your room and haven't eaten, have you?"
"I bought you the best food the academy has to offer. Think of it as an apology."
Dugu Yan took a steaming food box from her Soul Tool and held it out to Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er scratched her head. With no other choice, she invited the two inside.
"Teacher Qin Ming told me you were a new student specially invited to enroll, a cultivation prodigy with Innate Full Soul Power, and the newest member of our Imperial Fighting Team."
"My name is Dugu Yan. I'm the deputy captain of the Imperial Fighting Team. Welcome aboard."
"Hello, Senior Sister. My name is Wang Dong'er."
The moment Wang Dong'er finished speaking, Dugu Yan took her right hand and gently clasped it.
Dugu Yan's familiar manner left Wang Dong'er awkward and unsure how to deal with her.
Although Ye Lingling stood silently to the side like a wilted cucumber, Wang Dong'er thought she preferred shy little introverts like Ye Lingling.
"Wang Dong'er, can I call you Dong'er?" Dugu Yan lightly squeezed her soft little hand. She didn't wait for Wang Dong'er to answer, simply carrying on, "Dong'er, your hand is so soft."
Then she lightly poked Wang Dong'er's cheek.
"Your skin is so nice, too."
"And your boobs are so big..."
"Hey, Senior Sister, what are you doing?" Wang Dong'er's expression changed dramatically, and she hurriedly grabbed Dugu Yan's wandering hands.
Touching her hand and cheek was one thing; she could put up with that. But this... this was definitely not okay. If she really wanted something, she could have her grandfather trade an Immortal Herb for it... Ahem, just kidding.
Wang Dong'er wasn't the sort of girl who would throw her principles aside.
"Hey, don't be shy, Dong'er. We're all girls. It's nothing."
Dugu Yan gave a coquettish laugh and easily slipped free of Wang Dong'er's grasp. She placed Wang Dong'er's hand on her own slender, alluring, supple waist.
"So, what do you think? Isn't your senior sister's waist soft?"
"Do you want to... lie on it and rest?"
"Senior Sister..." Wang Dong'er swallowed, her ears and cheeks beginning to burn. "P-please don't do this."
"Hahaha!" Dugu Yan burst out laughing and glanced at Ye Lingling. "She's so cute, isn't she? The way she gets all embarrassed is just like you, Lingling. Dong'er, your senior sister's starting to like you a little."
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