"Why are you staring at me like such a pervert?!"
When Wang Dong'er came back to her senses and looked up, she caught sight of El's desire-filled eyes.
"Ah, nothing. I just thought you looked delicious."
El wiped the nonexistent drool from the corner of his mouth and answered casually.
Hold back!
Now wasn't the time to beat the grass and startle the snake. Charging at a wisp of Tang San's divine consciousness now would just be serving myself up on a platter!
Patience meant keeping an open mind and standing firm!
"Hey, hey! That makes it even scarier, okay?!"
Wang Dong'er snapped, then flopped onto her bed without a shred of decorum.
She took it as a joke from El.
After all, judging by their conversation in the previous chapter, this guy rather enjoyed joking around.
"...Anyway, I'm not moving out!"
After a while, a somewhat muffled voice emerged from beneath the blanket.
Wang Dong'er had wrapped herself tightly in it, leaving only her large pink-and-blue eyes exposed.
Staaare...
I'll keep violating you with my eyes...
"Fine."
El felt no discomfort whatsoever at being violated by her gaze.
He shrugged and spread his hands, his crimson eyes meeting Wang Dong'er's gaze head-on.
"I'm not moving out either."
Something Wang Dong'er couldn't understand flickered in the boy's eyes, which resembled the finest blood-red gemstones.
The corners of El's mouth rose into a teasing, wicked grin.
"Stay here if you want."
"I'm not the one who has to worry about someone catching me shirtless."
It was your honor to behold His Highness the Radiant Dragon King's natural physique!
El haughtily lifted his chin and rolled out of bed.
"I'm going to shower."
He walked straight out of the dorm, leaving Wang Dong'er staring after his retreating back with a complicated expression.
"Jerk who doesn't know how to be considerate of girls..."
Wang Dong'er muttered weakly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, barely audible even to herself.
"Hmph..."
She would rack her brains for some dorm rules to ensure her safety!
"For the first rule, let's say no being naked in the dorm..."
Wang Dong'er seemed completely unaware that, given El's strength-which let him steamroll the outer court like a runaway truck-as long as she chose to stay in this room, she would have no way to resist anything he wanted to do.
Without any supervision, these so-called rules could only rely on the other person's conscience.
At their core, their binding power was no different from a sheet of wastepaper.
Or perhaps she had realized it, but some mysterious force had made her deliberately forget that fact.
At that moment, deep within Wang Dong'er's Sea of Consciousness, an immense golden trident mark that seemed to hold heaven and earth apart blazed with light, dyeing the entire Sea of Consciousness gold.
An illusory figure with ocean-blue long hair and a tall, powerful build floated at the very center of the trident mark.
It was none other than a wisp of divine consciousness belonging to the God King, Sea God Tang San!
"What an extraordinary level!"
Tang San's divine consciousness guided the golden light washing through the Sea of Consciousness back into the trident mark, recalling the aura he had just sensed from the boy named El.
Though weak at present, its fundamental nature stood at an extremely high level.
"He must be the planar consciousness's last dance."
"A participant in a divine trial?"
"Or perhaps the reincarnation of some foreign God?"
Tang San's divine consciousness wasn't quite certain.
After all, he had only truly sensed the outside world for that brief instant. All his other information had come through Xiao Qi as an intermediary.
Besides, he was only a wisp of divine consciousness.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter."
Tang San's divine consciousness shook his head.
Now that the boy had caught his eye, he was destined never to escape the palm of the Tang God King's hand!
"If he knows what's good for him, I could allow him to marry Xiao Qi in the future and become this God King's son-in-law and right-hand man."
"As for that Huo Yutong..."
How should I deal with the original Daughter of Destiny...?
Tang San's divine consciousness had thought he had only descended to ensure the ten-thousand-year plan progressed steadily.
He hadn't expected an unexpected windfall as well.
Unfortunately, the planar will's blockade meant he couldn't contact his true body at all, leaving him unable to obtain a definitive plan for handling this.
Never mind. Even as a wisp of divine consciousness, I was still Tang San, still the Sea God whose wisdom astounded the world!
Tang San's divine consciousness quickly came up with an idea.
"I'll have her take a trip through the Qiankun Asking Love Valley, along with El."
"Then I'll turn her male and have her develop feelings with Xiao Qi as well. She would make a fine backup candidate."
Even if she wasn't chosen, her bond with Xiao Qi would still let me bring her under the Tang God King's banner in the end, to shine and burn for me.
I truly deserved to be called the God of Wisdom, coming up with such a plan that offered the best of both worlds!
"I'll let her inherit Rong Nianbing's divine position. That will win another one over, too."
With such support, surely he would soon be able to suppress the God of Destruction's faction on every front!
Neither Wang Dong'er, who was already fast asleep, nor El, who was considering his next moves, noticed any of the Tang God King's schemes.
Even if El had noticed, however, he wouldn't have taken them to heart.
Just a measly wisp of divine consciousness.
I had a full nine ways to kill him!
Nine!
"Time for sleepy-byes."
Lying on his soft bed, El yawned.
His cultivation would increase on its own even without training, anyway.
He just had to leave it on idle.
That was the confidence his Xeno'jiiva Martial Soul gave him!
Not a single person in Dorm 108 cultivated that day.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
After two days of overtime, Wang Yan finally settled Freshman Class One's team assignments before the Freshman Assessment.
"Team one: Zi Hao, Ma Qingshan, Leng Leng."
With heavy dark circles beneath his eyes, Wang Yan began announcing the teams.
"Team two: Lu Renjia, Zhong Yin, Zhuang Min."
"Team three..."
After reading out several teams, Wang Yan raised his head and adjusted his glasses, a sharp glint flashing across their lenses.
"Team ten: Huo Yutong, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao!"
This was his decisive, showstopping team!
They were arguably the strongest combination in Freshman Class One apart from El.
They had offense, support, and control, and even the rare twin martial souls!
He believed that Huo Yutong and her teammates could win even against teams of Soul Elders from other classes!
After all, what teacher wouldn't want the students in his class to take the championship?
As long as it didn't hold the students back, even Wang Yan wanted to contend for it!
As for El...
That young master was in a category all his own and wouldn't be included in the Freshman Assessment rankings.
"All right."
Wang Yan cleared his thoughts and looked toward the only student besides El whose name hadn't been called.
"Song Qinghan, I believe your martial soul is better suited to developing in the Soul Tool Department, so I've decided to give you my special admission slot."
"What do you think? Have you considered continuing your studies in the Soul Tool Department?"
"Thank you, Teacher Wang!"
Song Qinghan, the only student left, had been quite apprehensive, but upon hearing Wang Yan's words, he leaped up in excitement.
His goal had always been the Soul Tool Department!
"Go report to the Soul Tool Department."
Smiling, Wang Yan handed him a slip of paper, then gave Song Qinghan an encouraging pat on the shoulder and saw him out of the classroom.
"Work hard at your studies."
Finally, Wang Yan returned to the podium, his gaze sweeping over the thirty-one students remaining in the classroom.
That number was only about a third of the other classes' size, perhaps even less.
His gaze lingered on the three members of Huo Yutong's team for a few extra seconds before he spoke.
"Students, I have faith in your strength. Don't put yourselves under pressure."
"You're already outstanding among your peers!
So there's no need to worry about being eliminated.
Your main goal now is to show everything you've got and fight with your own distinctive flair!"
"Do your best! I look forward to your excellent results!"
After his impassioned speech, Wang Yan wilted once more.
"All right, class dismissed."
He waved his hand, letting the students leave on their own.
"Remember to get a good night's rest tonight."
"Aah~"
As he walked out of the classroom, Wang Yan let out an enormous yawn.
He needed to catch up on sleep, too.
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