Tang Wutong's Plan to Win Him Over!

"Not bad. Not bad at all. Looks like I judged you right this time." With Poseidon's power, he could easily tell whether Xiang Jun had mastered the first three forms.

"Then what about the remaining ten forms...?"

"Don't worry, kid. I'm training you as my successor. Of course I'll teach you the secret techniques!" Poseidon waved a hand, cutting Xiang Jun off before he could finish.

Poseidon pointed a finger, and the trident mark on Xiang Jun's forehead erupted with dazzling golden light.

"Urgh..." Xiang Jun grunted and squeezed his eyes shut.

When he opened them again, unfamiliar memories had appeared in his mind.

The first three forms of the Golden Thirteen Halberds covered control, area attacks, and concentrated bursts of power. The most outrageous of them was Unfixed Storm!

Without the Sea God's divine position, Xiang Jun could not bring out its full effect. Even so, it could still immobilize an enemy for five seconds, regardless of their cultivation.

Calling it a cheat would hardly be an exaggeration.

But it had a drawback: Unfixed Storm consumed enormous amounts of Soul Power. As he was now, Xiang Jun could barely use it twice in the same battle.

As for the three forms Poseidon had just taught him...

The fourth form—Whale Fall Guard!

The fifth form—Hundred Rivers Return to the Void!

The sixth form—Silent Vast Sea!

Each form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds was harder to master than the last. Compared with the final ten, the first three might as well have been a beginner's tutorial.

Xiang Jun felt dizzy just looking at them.

Now that he had what he wanted, Xiang Jun was about to leave when something occurred to him. "Senior, can you bring the dead back to life? Or summon the soul of someone who's passed away?"

"Hm? Why do you ask?"

Poseidon frowned. "If they've only just died, it wouldn't be difficult. But the longer it's been, the harder it gets."

"Besides, it's a serious crime for a god to meddle in the affairs of the lower world without authorization!"

"When you become the Sea God, don't follow that Tang Family Kid's example. Just look after the ocean!"

Xiang Jun nodded, agreeing with Poseidon.

After all, Tang God King was being investigated by one god after another in the Divine Realm for breaking the rules!

"Oh, right!" Poseidon suddenly said, looking at Xiang Jun. "What do you think of soul beasts?"

Soul beasts?

Xiang Jun blinked, puzzled by the question.

"Well... that depends on whether the soul beast worships the Sea God." Xiang Jun gave a crooked smile.

Approval glimmered in Poseidon's eyes.

Of course. I picked my successor well!

"Anything else, kid? If not, get going. Don't keep disturbing my studies!"

Poseidon swept his hand, and Xiang Jun vanished from the Sea God Temple.

Once Xiang Jun was gone, Poseidon hurriedly got up and searched around. Finding nothing on the floor where he expected it to be, he scratched his head.

"Huh? It was right here. Where did it go?"

By the time Xiang Jun's consciousness returned to his body, night had fallen.

He glanced at Huo Yuhao, who was still absorbed in cultivation, then grinned and pulled a book from his clothes.

Young A Bin!

In room 404 of the freshman dormitory, Tang Wutong admired her radiant reflection in the mirror, pride flashing in her eyes.

Of course. This princess is a natural beauty!

After a night of reflection, Tang Wutong had shaken off her dejection.

For the glory of the Sea God's lineage, and to keep her father from being disgraced, she had to bring Xiang Jun back onto the right path!

Yes. It's only for the Sea God's lineage and Dad.

Remembering everything she had heard yesterday, Tang Wutong quietly clenched her fist and gave herself a pep talk.

Operation Win Over Xiang Jun begins now!

As the most beautiful person on Douluo Continent, Tang Wutong drew every eye when she entered the classroom after carefully dressing up. Even Xiang Jun looked.

She wore a white freshman uniform with a pure-white skirt that fell to just the right length. White stockings covered her long, shapely legs, and delicate leather shoes completed the outfit.

Her pink-and-blue hair was tied in a neat ponytail, held in place by a gleaming gold butterfly clip. It swayed gently as she moved, lending her an air of sweetness and innocence.

Seeing Xiang Jun stare at her, Tang Wutong felt a surge of satisfaction.

So this princess isn't completely unattractive to you after all!

She pushed out her chest, then skipped to her seat with her hands behind her back.

She glanced at Huo Yuhao, who was studying hard, and snorted inwardly.

Hmph. You wicked little Spirit Eyes brat. Once this princess gets Xiang Jun back on track, you'll find out what it's like to be slammed eight times in a row!

Putting that thought aside, Tang Wutong took the breakfast she had prepared from her Soul Tool under Xiang Jun's startled gaze. "Xiang Jun, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, have you? This princess brought this especially for you!"

As she spoke, she edged a little closer.

Catching the faint scent of White Jasmine on her, Xiang Jun suddenly felt as though a huge warning sign had appeared above his head.

Breakfast she brought especially for me?

Is she trying to poison me?

When Xiang Jun made no move to take it, a dangerous glint flashed in Tang Wutong's eyes.

What, does he think this princess poisoned it?

Tang Wutong felt wronged, but if she wanted to set Xiang Jun straight, she would have to swallow her frustration.

After calming herself, she smiled sweetly again and gently blew on a spoonful of seafood congee.

"Ahh, open wide. Careful, it's hot!"

Xiang Jun did not open his mouth. Instead, to Tang Wutong's confusion, he placed a palm against her forehead.

"Huh? No fever. Then why is she acting so strange...?"

Hearing Xiang Jun mutter to himself, Tang Wutong finally lost her composure.

Fine. That's how you want to play it?

A fierce look flashed in her eyes. She grabbed Xiang Jun's cheeks, intending to force the seafood congee into his mouth.

"You're eating it whether you want to or not! Every last bite! Heh heh heh!"

Their scuffle drew everyone's attention. Watching Tang Wutong act as though she might climb right on top of Xiang Jun, the class shared a strange thought.

Class monitor, are we all just part of your flirting game?