Bullying Wang Dong, Awakening the Fallen Angel Martial Soul

As he thought, Li Qingming slowly closed his eyes.

As he began circulating the Angel God Art, increasingly surging soul power flowed into his body.

In particular, power with sacred or light attributes began pouring into him at an even faster rate.

This change continued for a long time. Only when the door opened and footsteps sounded did Li Qingming open his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a pair of beautiful pink-blue eyes, followed by the youth's short pink-blue hair.

Li Qingming's gaze paused for a moment as he looked at the extraordinarily handsome youth before him.

The youth was similarly stunned when he looked at Li Qingming.

Both of them had appearances that stood out a little too much—or rather, were far too distinctive.

The youth's features were handsome and sharply defined. In particular, his pink-blue eyes paired with his long pink-blue hair gave him an indescribable beauty.

Li Qingming, on the other hand, had golden hair, and a faint ring of white within his golden eyes.

With just one glance, it seemed as though he could see through some of another person's secrets.

Thus, their gazes met.

The youth's eyes flickered slightly, yet he did not act as arrogantly as he usually did.

Judging from the speed at which Li Qingming absorbed soul power alone, he had to possess at least two soul rings, and perhaps his cultivation was even higher than Wang Dong's.

But after glancing at the youth before him, Li Qingming had no intention of greeting him at all.

Now that he knew the other party's name, there was no point in exchanging greetings.

With that thought, he silently sat cross-legged where he was and closed his eyes again.

Seeing Li Qingming completely ignore him, the youth frowned and tossed the shoulder bag on his back onto his own bed.

Then, he looked at Li Qingming.

"Hey, freshman, what's your name?"

The youth's voice was calm.

Hearing him, Li Qingming opened his eyes and looked at him.

"My name is Li Qingming. What's yours?"

"My name is Wang Dong. You've kept the dorm pretty clean, but I have a few requirements that I hope you'll strictly follow."

Wang Dong paused there, his gaze falling upon the youth before him.

The youth still sat there, those calm, waterlike golden eyes fixed on him. His gaze was even calmer than Wang Dong had expected, or rather, it contained no unnecessary emotion at all.

Meeting the youth's gaze, especially when looking at that face, Wang Dong found it strange. It was clearly a boy's face, yet in terms of handsomeness and beauty alone, it surpassed even his own.

That thought made Wang Dong feel oddly unsettled.

Could this guy be a girl too? Otherwise, why does he look so strange? But at a glance, he really does seem to be a man. His build is right there, after all.

As Wang Dong thought this, his gaze flickered, and for a moment, he said nothing.

Only when he met Li Qingming's increasingly impatient gaze did Wang Dong fall silent for a moment before speaking.

"First, you're not allowed to casually bring people back to the dorm. Second, you're not allowed to walk around naked in the dorm and disgust people. Third, you're not allowed to snore. Fourth, you're not allowed to disturb me. Fifth, from now on, you'll be responsible for cleaning the dorm, but you can't touch my bed."

After saying this, Wang Dong looked at Li Qingming. His demands were clearly excessive, even unreasonable.

Yet faced with such harsh demands, Li Qingming could not be bothered to respond to him at all.

As the youth closed his eyes again, as though he had completely ignored Wang Dong's words, Wang Dong was left at a loss.

He wanted to say something, but the youth had no intention of paying him any attention.

Seeing him sit there and continue absorbing the spiritual energy around him, anger appeared on Wang Dong's face.

Moreover, when Wang Dong took two steps forward, a beautiful little figure appeared beside Li Qingming.

Looking at the sprite that seemed to be formed entirely from light, Wang Dong frowned.

"What is that? Why are you carrying something like that around? Is it a soul beast, or some kind of special creature?"

As he looked at Qian Renxue, Wang Dong's tone was filled with curiosity.

Yet Li Qingming ignored him completely.

Seeing Li Qingming disregard him, Wang Dong became angry first, and two soul rings abruptly appeared around his body.

Only then did Li Qingming open his eyes.

Seeing Li Qingming open his eyes, a smug look appeared on Wang Dong's face.

However, Li Qingming still said nothing. Behind him, his Six-Winged Angel martial soul unfolded, and an utterly terrifying aura spread from its six pairs of enormous wings.

Looking at the enormous sacred angel and the six pairs of wings extending from its back, Wang Dong's mouth fell open.

He had never seen this kind of martial soul, but he had heard of it.

But wasn't the Sacred Angel martial soul supposed to have only two pairs of wings?

What was with these six pairs of wings?

Before Wang Dong could react, however, a terrifying suppressive force descended upon him in an instant.

The enormous deep-blue wings behind Wang Dong spread open, but the pressure of his pink-blue wings was on an entirely different level from the pressure of the Sacred Angel martial soul.

Feeling his body become unable to move in an instant, Wang Dong looked at the youth before him in alarm.

Li Qingming merely looked at him calmly. There was no change in his expression, only tranquility.

"Those five conditions of yours are quite useful. From now on, those five conditions will apply to you."

"And now I'm adding a sixth condition: unless there's something special, please don't speak to me first."

After speaking, Li Qingming looked at the unruly youth before him. He raised his hand, his fair, jade-like finger lightly touching Wang Dong's forehead before flicking it gently.

With a crisp flick to the forehead, a bump instantly rose on Wang Dong's head.

Feeling the pain, Wang Dong stared at Li Qingming in disbelief. This was the first time he had suffered such humiliation. Someone had actually dared to flick his forehead.

But Li Qingming could not be bothered with him at all. After saying his piece, he sat down and continued cultivating.

As the suppression around him vanished, Wang Dong glared resentfully at Li Qingming, but for a moment, he did not know what to say.

The thought that his own rules had instead been imposed on him made him furious.

Yet as he looked at Li Qingming sitting there with his eyes closed in cultivation, a trace of curiosity appeared in Wang Dong's eyes.

He's so good-looking. Could this guy be a girl too? Is he, like me, a girl disguised as a boy? Forget it. I won't bother with this hateful guy. He actually dared to treat me like that.

With that thought, Wang Dong glared at Li Qingming once more before walking over and sitting down to make his bed.

After making the bed, he went out for a meal.

When he returned, he found Li Qingming still sitting there.

He looked at Li Qingming in confusion, then thought for a moment before directly lying down on his bed and pulling the feather quilt over himself.

As time passed second by second, the night seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

That night, Li Qingming completely reestablished his connection with his Angel martial soul.

However, he still had not awakened his Fallen Angel martial soul, because he was unsure whether Mu En was still nearby.

Only after finding a suitable opportunity could he awaken his Fallen Angel power.

Thinking of this, Li Qingming felt some regret.

When he had followed that man called Nangong Wan here before, he should have awakened it in advance.

He had refrained from doing so because he feared that an abnormality in his Fallen Angel martial soul would attract the other party's attention.

After Nangong Wan brought him here, he had rushed to register at Shrek Academy, which had left him unable to awaken his second martial soul even now.