One Kun Month Later...

Wasn't this soul fighting match supposed to be Xiang Jun against Xu Sanshi? Who were those two guys enthusiastically elbowing each other onstage?

Tang Ya and Huo Yuhao exchanged a look, each seeing the confusion in the other's eyes.

With the help of an earth-type Soul Master, the arena crushed by Seagod's Trident had been restored to pristine condition in just a few minutes.

And since they had gone off to place their bets, the two had completely missed the unforgettable scene of Xiang Jun telling Xu Sanshi to "move aside."

Stopping a random passing student, Tang Ya asked in confusion, "Hey, wasn't this match supposed to be Xiang Jun against Xu Sanshi? Why did they suddenly switch people?"

"You're late! That match ended ages ago!"

"That Xu Sanshi couldn't even take a single move! And they call him one of the Outer Court Twin Stars? Pah! What a waste of my hundred Gold Soul Coins!"

It... it was over?!

Tang Ya froze. She and Yuhao had only been gone a few minutes!

After her brief shock, joy surged through her. Once again, she grabbed the dumbstruck Huo Gua and ran toward the betting hall.

"We're rich! We're rich! Hahahaha!"

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

A full two and a half months had passed since Ma Xiaotao's evil fire went out of control.

With Yan Shaozhe's authorization, Xiang Jun had been allowed to cultivate deep within the Golden Ancient Tree three days a week. Yet the old friend Poseidon had mentioned was still nowhere to be found.

Even Poseidon himself had vanished without a trace.

Still, Xiang Jun hadn't come away empty-handed. Thanks to the Golden Ancient Tree's incredibly abundant energy, his cultivation had firmly reached rank 43, and even rank 44 wasn't far off.

As for Huo Gua, after learning that the pill Xiang Jun had given him was a Mysterious Water Pill, he began working even harder every day.

He diligently studied theory during the day, cultivated like mad at night, and occasionally went out to sell grilled fish. For two and a half months, he hadn't slept a wink. His obsession, neglecting both sleep and meals, made Xiang Jun shake his head.

He was practically Shrek's new king of overachievers!

After taking another Mysterious Water Pill and having Xiang Jun nourish his meridians once a week, Huo Yuhao's soul power level had also reached rank 15.

Yep, still a weak little scrub.

As for Tang Wutong...

"Oh, Grandpa, you're the best! I'm just going in to have a look. I definitely won't stay overnight! Pretty please?"

Outside the freshmen's dormitory, Tang Wutong clung to the arm of a certain "unknown" old man, wheedling with all her might.

"Hehehe, little girl, wandering into the boys' dormitory isn't very proper behavior!" Slouched in his wheelchair, the old man stroked his beard and teased her with a smile.

"Hehehe!"

Tang Wutong smiled sheepishly, still staring at the old man with pitiful, pleading eyes.

That heart-melting expression finally softened him, and he could only say helplessly, "Go on, go on. This old man can't stand seeing you look like that. But you must leave before dark."

"Hehe, Grandpa, you're the best!" Tang Wutong flushed, then skipped through the dormitory doors.

Watching her cheerful figure recede, the old man's gaze grew deep.

"The Clear Sky Hammer... Is even the Clear Sky Sect coming out of seclusion? The continent truly is in turmoil. Sadly, I..."

Inside the freshmen's dormitory, Tang Wutong ignored the dumbstruck male students around her and made her way to Dormitory 108 with practiced ease.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Tang Wutong, who already knew Xiang Jun's daily routine inside out, couldn't help letting a sinister smile spread across her pretty face.

You hateful Xiang Jun! Let this princess see what you're up to! Hehehe!

With a crooked grin, Tang Wutong slowly pulled a key from inside her clothes.

Click!

The door opened. Xiang Jun, who had been studying intently, instinctively looked up, only to freeze at the sight of the figure before him.

"Tang Wutong?! What are you doing here? Wait... where did you get a key to my dorm room?!"

"Hmph! If this princess wants something, there's nothing on the entire Douluo Continent she can't get her hands on. People included!" Looking rather pleased with herself, Tang Wutong clasped her hands behind her back and began carefully inspecting every corner of the room.

She was like a lion surveying its territory.

"Not bad. Your room's pretty clean!" Tang Wutong gave a haughty little sniff, then plopped down beside Xiang Jun.

Breathing in the scent beside her that she found increasingly addictive, Tang Wutong blushed and quietly edged closer, until she was almost pressed against him.

After two and a half months together, they had grown considerably closer. Especially under Tang Wutong's white-stocking offensive, Xiang Jun could only silently enjoy the pleasure and torment.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing here? Don't forget this is the boys' dormitory. If someone sees you, your reputation at the academy could be ruined!" Xiang Jun said helplessly, staring at her with dead-fish eyes.

"Tch, let them see. It's not like we're doing anything shameful. I, Tang Wutong, have a crooked body that fears no straight shadow! If anyone dares gossip about this princess, I'll smash their skull with my Clear Sky Hammer!"

Tang Wutong puffed out her little chest, completely unconcerned. Then, under Xiang Jun's incredulous gaze, she slowly slipped off her crystal high heels and laid her lovely legs across his lap.

Huh? What are you doing?!

Looking at the blushing Tang Wutong, then down at the shapely legs wrapped in silver stockings, Xiang Jun was so stunned by her actions that he couldn't speak.

"Do you like them? This is this princess's first time wearing this style..." Tang Wutong forced down her embarrassment and asked expectantly.

Ever since Tang Wutong believed she had discovered Xiang Jun's little preference, she had dressed her legs in something different almost every day, and above-the-knee pleated skirts had become a regular fixture.

"They're all right," Xiang Jun answered noncommittally.

He had to admit, Tang Wutong's legs were truly impeccable. After all, she had inherited Xiao Wu's excellent genes.

"Tch, you never say what you mean."

Tang Wutong pursed her lips and simply lay down on Xiang Jun's bed.

Her delicate feet rested on Xiang Jun's legs, swaying freely. The irresistible scent beneath her actually brought a strange thought into her mind.

"It wouldn't be so bad to keep living like this forever. The Divine Realm... isn't all that great anyway..."

Gazing at the white ceiling, Tang Wutong suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something beneath the pillow.

She instinctively reached out and pulled a book from underneath it.

Young A Bin?

Seeing the title, Tang Wutong blinked in confusion. She was just about to open it and investigate when Xiang Jun swiftly snatched it away.

"Ahem, this book is a little too profound. It isn't really suitable for you." Xiang Jun cleared his throat and hurriedly put the book into his Soul Tool.

Hmm? He's hiding something!