Tough Talk, Honest Body

"Um... From now on, could you not change clothes right in front of me?"

Qian Chaoguang rose expressionlessly, picked up his washbasin, and was about to leave again.

Who's going to indulge that rotten habit of yours?

"Don't go!"

Wang Dong was about to lose her mind.

She had never met anyone who was this unwilling to deal with her.

"At least say something and reject me! Or at least give me a reason!"

Qian Chaoguang said irritably, "What reason could there be? I'm not your father, so why should I spoil you like this? What benefit do I get from not changing in front of you? Are you paying me?"

With that, he immediately lifted his leg and left.

Damn it, I really don't want to have the slightest bit of interaction with this one-third of a Little Princess.

Yet what he had not expected was that while he had spoken without thinking, the listener took it to heart. Just that one offhand angry remark actually made Wang Dong start thinking seriously.

When Qian Chaoguang came back after washing his clothes, Wang Dong was still sitting blankly on the bed, no one knew what she was thinking about.

"Hey."

Qian Chaoguang casually tossed out a broom.

Although Wang Dong was deep in thought, her reaction was not slow, and she caught the broom in one grab.

However, the moment she saw clearly what she had caught, her expression instantly changed.

"Ah! You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you..."

"You what? The floor you dirtied just now is covered in soil. Sweep it yourself."

Wang Dong jumped off the bed, pointed at herself, and said in disbelief, "You want me to sweep the floor?"

Qian Chaoguang glanced at her sideways. "What else? Judging by the way you are, you seem to be a clean freak, right? Perfect. From now on, we'll take turns cleaning the dorm, one week each. Any problem?"

"No way!"

Wang Dong shrieked.

Was this person deliberately here to mess with her?

He was actually making her clean?

Qian Chaoguang snorted. "Sweep if you want. If you don't, then get lost and apply to the school to change dorms. If you want to live here without doing any work, then from now on I'll scoop something out of the latrine every day and throw it on your bed. Let's see which one of us gets more disgusted. I'm different from a spoiled young lady like you. I like things clean too, but I'm uncultured. There's no lowdown, dirty thing I wouldn't do."

Hearing Qian Chaoguang's utterly shameless words, Wang Dong was so angry her face turned green.

She had just wanted to say something fierce to retort when she heard Qian Chaoguang speak with an air of complete composure. "I wonder who it was who used two Martial Souls and still couldn't beat someone like me, who hadn't even released a Martial Soul, and had no ability to fight back at all."

After saying that, Qian Chaoguang closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Wang Dong gripped the broom in her hand tightly, her expression changing again and again.

In the end, perhaps she still could not swallow her anger, because she actually snapped the broom in half with one squeeze.

Qian Chaoguang opened one eye and praised her with considerable surprise. "As expected of the Little Princess. Your family really is rich. You definitely haven't read the School Rules, have you? A Shrek broom costs fifty Gold Soul Coins each. Remember to go pay the fine."

"Ah!"

Wang Dong was so furious with him that she nearly ascended to heaven twice over. She raised her delicate fist and punched toward Qian Chaoguang, who was sitting cross-legged.

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Chaoguang had been watching with his Divine Sense the whole time and had not truly started cultivating at all.

In an instant, he rose to one knee on the bed, grabbed Wang Dong's incoming fist with his right hand, and with an exceedingly graceful motion, made her disappear from the room.

Wang Dong had been thrown out through the window by him.

"Ventilating the dorm really is a good habit. No wonder a window costs three hundred Gold Soul Coins."

After muttering that softly, this time Qian Chaoguang truly entered a cultivation state, though he left a thread of Divine Sense outside as a warning.

Wang Dong, her hair disheveled, charged in with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, murderous aura surging, and swung the hammer straight down toward Qian Chaoguang's head.

However, when the hammer was about to hit, Wang Dong still could not help pulling back.

She only picked up the broken broom and cursed fiercely.

"Bah! Bastard! I'll be magnanimous and not argue with you!"

Then...

Then she went to the Logistics Department to get a new broom, paid the fifty Gold Soul Coin fine on the way, and after coming back, began silently sweeping the floor.

At the same time, she was still very seriously considering two questions in her heart.

First, should she spend some Gold Soul Coins to make Qian Chaoguang follow her rules?

Second, exactly how much would be appropriate?

If Qian Chaoguang knew about this thought of hers...

Then he would definitely agree at once, and openly set the price at ten thousand Gold Soul Coins per rule per semester. Preferably, she would make a few more.

He had no psychological burden at all about mooching off someone rich. Besides, Qian Chaoguang was desperately short on money right now.

At the very least, before the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition, he had to find some way to save up, scrape together, or borrow more than a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins to bid on that List-Ranking Carving Knife.

Shrek's favors were best avoided if they could be avoided.

By the time Qian Chaoguang woke up at noon, Wang Dong had already swept the floor clean and was now lying on the bed, staring blankly into space.

Without Huo Gua's urging from the original novel, Wang Dong herself was a pure lazy dog—the kind who absolutely would not cultivate unless someone forced her to.

If not for that, with the energy density of the Immortal Spirit Energy in the God Realm, even if she had casually practiced a little, she should at least be a Soul Emperor by now.

Her current Level 21 Soul Power was very likely Tang San directly bestowing twenty levels on her, after which she absorbed two Spirit Rings and reached Level 21.

After waking from cultivation, Qian Chaoguang estimated the time and prepared to take a shower, change clothes, and then go have lunch with Huo Yutong.

Naturally, he started taking off his clothes in the room.

As for whether Wang Dong liked it or not?

What did that have to do with him? He wished Wang Dong would hurry up and move out. Wouldn't having a dorm room all to himself be wonderful?

Wang Dong suddenly sat up from the bed, a blush flashing across her face.

"Y-y-y-y-you, why are you changing in the room again?"

"What else? Should I climb into your blanket to change?"

"Pervert!"

Wang Dong hurriedly wrapped herself up tightly in the blanket, her face full of alarm.

"Who knows which one of us is the pervert? We're both grown men, what's there to be afraid of? You still don't like hearing it when I call you Little Princess."

Qian Chaoguang looked utterly disdainful. He clearly knew Wang Dong was a girl disguised as a boy, yet he deliberately angered her anyway.

"You say I'm not allowed, but the moment I change clothes, you sit up and stare hard. Who's the pervert? I'm warning you, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal. Don't harass me."

"Get lost! Who would harass you!"

Wang Dong was so furious that she buried her head under the blanket and played dead.

"Tsk."

Inside the dorm room, icy mist suddenly began to spread, but it was controlled by a strange power, condensing into streams of water that washed over Qian Chaoguang's body before landing accurately on the grass outside the window.

Ever since he gained Divine Sense, he had discovered that he also had very strong control over this unformed Second Martial Soul.

At the very least, making some icy mist to take a cold shower was no problem.

After changing his clothes, Qian Chaoguang left without looking back, leaving Wang Dong under the blanket in a Spartan state of impotent rage.

Over the next day or so, neither Qian Chaoguang nor Wang Dong paid any attention to the other. Wang Dong did not even know Qian Chaoguang's name yet.

Wang Dong was afraid that the moment she opened her mouth, Qian Chaoguang would keep angering her, while Qian Chaoguang hoped Wang Dong would preferably never speak to him again until graduation.

What Wang Dong had not expected was that Qian Chaoguang actually spent these few days cultivating the entire time. Aside from going out at fixed times in the morning to exercise and taking care of necessary bodily needs, he had almost no other extra activities.

What Wang Dong had expected even less was that she could not sense even the slightest aura of strength from Qian Chaoguang.

Could he already be a Soul Elder?

Was that why she could not sense it?

If he was a Soul Elder...

Then her loss was still really humiliating!

She was the dignified Young Master of the Clear Sky Sect. How could she possibly lose to a bastard like this who had not even released his martial soul!

And this bastard even acted like a pervert all the time!