Tang Wutong stretched luxuriously. Still half-asleep, she unconsciously rested her hand beside her.
She was about to get up when something strange brushed against her palm.
Tang Wutong blinked in confusion and looked down. What she saw instantly sent heat rushing to her face.
She had never imagined that she, the daughter of a God King and the little princess adored by the gods of the Divine Realm, would one day have a spear pointed at her...
Mortified, Tang Wutong hurriedly turned her head away, yet her eyes kept drifting back.
So this thing... could move?
Strange new knowledge seemed to flood her mind all at once.
She glanced at Xiang Jun, who was still asleep, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If he caught me, he might think I was a pervert...
Just then, the door opened. Huo Yuxi had returned from the Cafeteria with several freshly made breakfasts.
"Wutong, you're awake?" Though jealousy gnawed at her, Huo Yuxi smiled at Tang Wutong, who was sitting on the bed in a daze.
"Huh? I only just woke up." Tang Wutong looked flustered as she quietly pulled the blanket over Xiang Jun.
"Mmm..."
Their voices woke Xiang Jun. He blinked at Tang Wutong's unnatural expression, thoroughly confused.
He had had a strange dream in which someone had set their sights on his microphone...
"Big Brother Xiang Jun, eat while it's hot. It won't taste as good once it gets cold."
Seeing Huo Yuxi holding out the milk and looking eager for praise, Xiang Jun could not help admiring her once again.
She's so thoughtful!
After washing up and eating a simple breakfast, the three headed for the Classroom.
But the moment they stepped out of the Dormitory building, they ran into someone unexpected.
"Morning, Xiang Jun. And... Huo Yuhao."
"Good morning, Gu Yuena."
That was right. Xiang Jun and the others had encountered Gu Yuena, famed for her "world-shaking wisdom"—or, as Tang Wutong called her, the white-haired woman with the blank face...
Xiang Jun smiled, but inwardly he went on guard. He could not understand why Gu Yuena carried such a strong trace of the Sea God's Light, or how her injuries had healed ten thousand years early.
One thing was certain: this silver dragonfish had not slipped into the human world with good intentions.
Though, strictly speaking, Xiang Jun was not human either...
And Gu Yuena... did not seem particularly bright.
In Legend of the Dragon King, the healed Gu Yuena had Di Tian's support. With the Divine Realm cut off, her strength would have put her firmly at the top of the continent. Yet she had insisted on taking human form and copying God King Tang's ten-thousand-year grand plan...
Taking human form was one thing, but in the end, she had practically handed herself over...
The question had troubled Xiang Jun for a long, long time, even keeping him up at night.
Later, he had realized he would have to ask Three Spoonfuls of Sugar for the answer...
Seeing the two speaking quietly, Tang Wutong felt a little uncomfortable and quickly cut in. "Hey, blank-face! Why didn't you say hello to me?"
"Oh? It's my dear roommate. Good morning!" Gu Yuena looked surprised, then gave her a radiant smile.
"I was standing here the whole time!"
"I know."
"Then why did you ignore me?"
"Because I wanted to. Hee-hee!"
Tang Wutong: ...
Her face went red. Completely red.
Her pretty face flushed visibly, growing hotter by the second. Wisps of white steam almost seemed to rise from her head.
Gu Yuena's final little laugh sounded four parts derision, three parts teasing, two parts needling, and one part mockery. It pushed Tang Wutong over the edge.
As the saying went, nothing beat a girl's blush.
Right then, Tang Wutong wanted nothing more than to pull out the Clear Sky Hammer and fight Gu Yuena for three hundred rounds...
Seeing her bristle, Xiang Jun's eye twitched. He quickly pulled Tang Wutong into his arms and began soothing her.
Watching how intimately the two held each other, Gu Yuena's expression turned unreadable, and a knowing smile touched her lips.
After parting with Gu Yuena, Xiang Jun and the others hurried to the Classroom. Today, Han Ruoruo would announce the Freshman Assessment.
"Hmph! If you hadn't stopped me, I'd have given her skull a good pounding with the Clear Sky Hammer!" Tang Wutong huffed. Her chest rose and fell; Gu Yuena had clearly infuriated her.
Xiang Jun shook his head helplessly. The Asura God had split the Dragon God in two with one sword strike, and the Asura God's divine seat now belonged to her father...
It was a wonder Gu Yuena had restrained herself from poking a few holes through Tang Wutong with the Silver Dragon Spear.
Just then, Han Ruoruo appeared at the Classroom door, and the noisy room fell silent.
"Good morning, everyone! You've been at Shrek Academy for almost three months now. In half a month, you'll face the thrilling Freshman Assessment!"
Han Ruoruo's words reached every student, and excitement spread across their faces.
Apart from the few Soul Elders and Xiang Jun, every young Soul Master admitted to Shrek had been the star of their own story. None thought themselves inferior to the others.
"Now, let me explain the rules of the Freshman Assessment. You'll compete in teams of three..."
Han Ruoruo spoke from the podium. Below her, the students' excitement gradually gave way to grim expressions.
What? If we fail, we get expelled?
Then what about our tuition? Do we get that back?
With that thought, everyone instinctively looked toward Xiang Jun. As the only freshman with Soul Ancestor cultivation, he was their best chance. If they could get on the class monitor's team, winning the championship would be a breeze.
Quite a few students began plotting how to do just that.
"All right, that's the gist of the rules for the Freshman Assessment. Now for the teams! You may form your own groups, with students from the same Dormitory getting priority. I'll assign anyone left over at random."
As she finished, Han Ruoruo seemed to remember something. She looked down at Xiang Jun and gave him a playful wink. "As for Xiang Jun, the academy has taken your unusual Soul Ancestor cultivation into account. You'll participate in the entire assessment alone."
Xiang Jun nodded calmly. Gu Yuena aside, he could take a leaf from the Spear King's book and say there was no one in the West who could challenge him...
"That's all. Start forming your teams."
With that, Han Ruoruo's graceful figure vanished without a trace, and the Classroom burst into lively conversation.
"Deputy class monitor, could you take me with you?" a clear voice asked. It belonged to Xiao Xiao, who sat behind Tang Wutong.
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