Could You Be My Mom? (1)

Wang Dong'er frowned at Yu Tianheng.

Come on, man. Last time... didn't you go all out?

There was no way she would accept Yu Tianheng's challenge. There was simply no need.

Fighting Yu Tianheng would be a waste of time.

Most importantly, she didn't want to reveal her third Soul Ring. At the very least, she wasn't ready to, and couldn't do so now.

Yu Tianheng was from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If he found out that her third Soul Ring was ten thousand years old, he would definitely report it to his clan.

There were no righteous factions in this fantasy world. Any faction that learned Wang Dong'er's third Soul Ring had surpassed the usual limit and reached ten thousand years would take action immediately. They might investigate first—or they might simply capture her and force her to reveal how to absorb Soul Rings beyond one's level.

If she refused to talk, they could dismember her and study her, or simply absorb her blood essence...

A ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring! How many people spent their entire lives unable to break through to Soul King and absorb even one ten-thousand-year Soul Ring? Every faction would surely want to know what her secret was and how she had managed it.

Just thinking about it, Wang Dong'er could imagine several possible consequences of revealing her Soul Ring Configuration.

The most disgusting possibility was... being imprisoned by some faction and drained of her talent as a breeding tool...

Wang Dong'er glanced at Yu Tianheng, then turned and headed toward the side door of the lounge.

But Yu Tianheng stuck to her like glue, reaching out to stop her and continuing to taunt her.

"What, are you scared? Or did you not prepare your little tricks for ambushing me, so you don't dare accept?"

"How about this? I won't bully you. I'll suppress my Soul Power to your level, and we'll have a fair Soul Fighting match."

Yu Tianheng kept chattering like a mosquito. He was petty and only wanted to reclaim the face and dignity he'd lost last time.

The main reason was...

In just a few days, Dugu Yan had broken through and become a Soul Ancestor.

She was now a forty-fifth-level Soul Ancestor, and the gap between them kept growing.

Only guys could understand the humiliating feeling of being surpassed by their girlfriend.

Dugu Yan had grown colder toward him. It seemed she didn't care about him at all. Since they'd met today, she'd said fewer than three sentences to him, and every one of them had been about Wang Dong'er.

Wang Dong'er was the one who'd ambushed and injured him! Why was Dugu Yan acting like this?

"Why should I fight you?" Wang Dong'er said. "By the rules of the Soul Master World, I have the right to refuse."

"The Soul Master World?" Yu Tianheng scoffed, folding his arms across his chest and putting on the airs of a team captain. "I'm the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, and you're a team member. As captain, what's wrong with asking a new recruit like you to spar, helping you find your weaknesses, and improving your combat ability?"

"You have no right to refuse me. Team members must obey their captain unconditionally. That's a rule set by our team leader, Qin Ming."

Wang Dong'er furrowed her brow.

So being captain was way too sweet. You could make your team members do whatever you wanted. Didn't that mean a captain could sleep with any team member just by saying the word?

"Since that's how it is, I have nothing to say. Go to the Soul Fighting platform first. I'll get ready."

Hearing this, Yu Tianheng finally stepped aside.

Wang Dong'er went to the lounge. Inside, Dugu Yan was lying on her bed. Relaxed, her lower body had turned into a serpent's tail, which was wrapped tightly around the blanket, twisting it into a rope.

Her clothes hung loose. It looked as though a gentle tug would strip away the gauzy fabric covering her upper body, leaving her beautiful figure faintly visible.

If that had been all, Wang Dong'er wouldn't have thought much of it. But Dugu Yan's cheeks were flushed, and she breathed out softly, her nose pressed firmly against a blue piece of clothing as she savored its scent.

If Wang Dong'er remembered correctly...

That garment...

"You're back already."

"Dong'er, you smell so good."

Dugu Yan's long, slender tongue, like a snake's, licked the corner of her lips as if savoring the taste. She looked at Wang Dong'er without the slightest fear or embarrassment at being caught, and spoke in a calm voice.

Wang Dong'er took a deep breath. Once she'd calmed down, she asked, "Senior, where's Senior Ye Lingling? I haven't seen her."

"Lingling asked for leave. Grandpa Ye is about to go to the empire's border to help the disaster victims, so she's helping him prepare medicinal herbs."

"I see." Wang Dong'er nodded. "Senior, you can keep the clothes. Do whatever you like with them. I have something to discuss with Senior Dugu, so I'll head back first. I'll wait for you at home."

Wang Dong'er suddenly realized she was becoming desensitized to Dugu Yan's behavior... She didn't approve, didn't understand, and would just let her do whatever she wanted. She might as well think of it as a pet getting a reward from its owner.

Dugu Yan had been about to ask her to stay, but she had something more important to do now.

From Dong'er's reaction, it seemed she didn't mind me acting this way. Looks like it won't be long before I turn Dong'er gay. Hehe.

Wang Dong'er slipped out through the academy's back gate. As for Yu Tianheng...

Just as Dugu Bo had said, he was a fool. He'd believed such an obvious lie—no wonder he was Yu Xiaogang's nephew.

After leaving the academy, Wang Dong'er went to a barren hill outside Heaven Dou City.

She set up several mirrors she'd bought at the mall, angling them toward the sun. She arranged eight mirrors in a circle, so that their reflections focused all the sunlight on the center. Just like that, she'd built a small Mimicry Training Ground.

She sat cross-legged in the center and began cultivating her Soul Power, basking in the light.

Immersed in her cultivation, Wang Dong'er lost track of time. She didn't emerge from her meditation until the sun had completely set and dusk had deepened into night.

When she returned to the city, the bustling streets of Heaven Dou were nearly deserted. Only the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena and a few distinctive hotels and taverns open at night were still brightly lit. A handful of snack stalls stood scattered along the roadside.

Wang Dong'er strolled down the narrow path toward Dugu Mansion. As she crossed a stone bridge, three burly men approached her.

All three reeked of liquor and had dark skin. It was impossible to make out their faces in the night. Without Wang Dong'er's strong spiritual power, she wouldn't even have been able to see their blurry outlines.

When they spotted Wang Dong'er, most of the drunkenness drained from their faces, and they swayed to a stop.

As Wang Dong'er passed beside them, they moved forward in unison, forming a triangle and blocking her way. Their coordination was so practiced that it was obvious they'd done this plenty of times before.

Wang Dong'er remained calm. Her spiritual power had already reached the Soul King level, and one quick assessment told her how strong they were: two Soul Grandmasters and one Soul Elder. She could handle them without trouble.

"Miss, you're definitely the prettiest woman I've ever seen. Could you... be my mom?"

"Hey, cut it out. Don't scare the girl." The man in front spoke up. "Beautiful, how about getting to know me? Your big brother here is named Tai Long, and I'm the young master of the Strength Clan. My grandfather, Tai Tan, is a big shot. Be my friend, and I guarantee no one in Heaven Dou City will dare bully you."