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Yang Lin raised an eyebrow. He had not expected Hai Bodong to have met this woman as well.
Su Tong, whose Martial Soul was the Heavenly Snow Woman, was one of only two people with Ultimate Ice in Peerless Tang Sect.
Now that Su Tong had become Hai Bodong's disciple, she probably would not have to wait until she was twenty-nine to reach the Soul Saint realm.
They both possessed Ultimate Ice, so Su Tong could learn quite a lot from Hai Bodong.
But how does a Martial Soul like the Heavenly Snow Woman even appear in a human? Pretty strange.
That counted as one of Douluo's unsolved mysteries.
After taking another look at the Far North through Hai Bodong's eyes, Yang Lin got out of bed.
He took a basin and various toiletries out of his Storage Ring.
He had just finished fighting and felt sticky all over, so he would take a bath first.
Yang Lin looked at the shabby dorm room in silence.
It did not even have a private bathroom. Even the toilets were communal.
Unbelievable...
"Hey, Mu En, I figure Shrek has plenty of money. Why are these dorm rooms so shabby?"
Yang Lin complained to Mu En through mental transmission.
"Haha, it's a Shrek tradition. This old man doesn't have much time left, so making changes isn't easy. Young Yang, would you be willing to lend this old man a hand?"
Mu En was still chuckling, though there was a probing note in his voice.
"We'll see."
With that, Yang Lin ended the mental transmission.
The little old man was shrewd. With just a few casual words, he was already trying to get him to stay at Shrek.
When the mental transmission cut off, Mu En let out a faint sigh.
He really was worried. It was bad enough that Shrek's old guard was fading before the new generation could take over.
The higher-ups were all a bunch of fools, too, clinging to those lousy traditions and refusing to let go.
Every time he offered a suggestion in the Sea God Pavilion, it was politely rejected.
If he had another thirty years left, anyone who dared obstruct his reforms or spout nonsense in front of him would have gotten a dragon claw slap long ago.
"Mu En, what do you think? Looking a lot sharper now!"
Wu Liuqi held a mirror in front of Mu En.
Looking at the old man in the mirror, who seemed much younger, Mu En smiled and said:
"Young Wu, your skills really are excellent. About how much did your Soul Power increase? Also, if you cut this old man's hair again, would your Soul Power increase again?"
Rather than the change in his appearance, Mu En was more interested in studying Wu Liuqi's miraculous ability.
Wu Liuqi put all his hairdressing tools into his Storage Ring, then replied:
"About one level of Soul Power. It's mainly because you're so powerful, Mu En, that I could gain a whole level at once.
This talent of mine only works once per person. Cutting your hair again next time won't increase my Soul Power."
As though something had occurred to him, Wu Liuqi's smile turned almost fawning.
"Oh, right. Mu En, if you know any other powerful customers, remember to send them my way. Twenty percent off next time."
After speaking and fussing with the old man's hairstyle a little more, Wu Liuqi went into the dormitory.
"A strange ability. And that young Yang, too. Without using spatial power, even I would probably have trouble touching him. Two interesting youngsters."
With that, Mu En went back to basking in the sun with his eyes half closed.
Thirty minutes later, Yang Lin finished changing in his dorm room.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Through his Six Eyes, Yang Lin could clearly see who was outside.
That distinctive pinkish-blue hair had already revealed her identity.
"The God King's daughter is here."
He wanted to see just what tricks that God King up in the heavens intended to play.
Smiling, Yang Lin opened the dorm room door.
As Wang Dong watched the door open, she took a deep breath, her expression quietly turning cold.
She was ready to deliver the lines she had spent so long memorizing.
But when she saw that absurdly handsome face and those azure-blue eyes-
Her breath caught, and the speech she had rehearsed vanished from her mind.
Fresh from his bath, Yang Lin was now at his absolute best.
It was hardly surprising that a little tsundere like Wang Dong would stare in a daze.
Yang Lin waved a hand in front of her face. "Are you my roommate? What are you standing there for? Come on in."
With that, he picked up Wang Dong's luggage for her and returned to the room.
Wang Dong came back to her senses. Looking at his tall, slender figure, she could not help thinking:
He's actually better-looking than I am in men's clothes...
Wang Dong did care a little about looks, but not that much.
Her momentary daze had only been the result of taking a sudden critical hit from his good looks.
And so, the moment this big white goose entered, she lifted her chin slightly and said:
"Well, since you're my roommate, let's lay down a few ground rules."
"First: neither of us is allowed to run around naked in the room."
Then, feeling that her attitude was not very good, she added:
"Uh... anyway, that would be rude."
"Second: don't let other people come into our room whenever they want. Uh... it'd be bad if something got stolen."
"That's all for now."
Thinking quickly, Wang Dong made a few small changes to the extremely rude remarks she had originally prepared.
Although she was not obsessed with looks, sharing a room with such a stunningly handsome guy was not exactly difficult to accept.
Yang Lin gave Wang Dong a strange look. Since when was she so easy to talk to?
He remembered her being extremely rude to Huo Yuhao in the original story.
So even a big white goose like you sizes people up before serving the dish?
Poor Huo Gua...
Yang Lin glanced at that handsome face again. She really did have a knack for dressing as a boy.
Although her features had not fully matured, that face could certainly hold its own. No wonder Xiao Xiao had fallen for her at first sight in the original story.
Yang Lin smiled. "That's all fine. I'm Yang Lin. My Martial Soul is Six Eyes, and my Soul Power is level thirty-seven. What about you?"
Seeing the white-haired boy agree, Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm Wang Dong. My Martial Soul is the Light Goddess Butterfly, and my Soul Power is level twenty-four."
Then, as though she had thought of something, Wang Dong asked:
"Are you the Yang Lin everyone in the Outer Academy is talking about? The one who single-handedly beat several Soul Emperors into submission?"
Wang Dong had needed to buy some toiletries at the time of that match, so she had not watched it.
But after entering Shrek, practically everyone she passed had been discussing it.
Wang Dong had picked up the gist, and it sounded a little unbelievable.
What did they mean, a freshman had beaten several teachers into submission?
That was way too outrageous!
Yang Lin nodded. "Yeah, I just finished fighting them."
Hearing his confirmation, Wang Dong immediately grew excited and hurriedly asked how the earlier battle had gone.
Yang Lin gave her a brief account, then showed her his Soul Rings.
That completely won over the half-skeptical Wang Dong.
"What a shame I didn't watch you fight those teachers. Shrek really lives up to its name, taking in a freak like you."
Wang Dong looked at the white-haired boy on the opposite bed as though she were looking at a monster.
Sure enough, beyond every mountain stood a higher mountain, and beyond every expert stood someone greater.
Her First Dad and Second Dad had been right.
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