The Dragon God Douluo's Tragedy

A wonderful night passed under an unbearable burden.

When Huo Yuhao woke the next morning, he saw the three girls returning with breakfast.

Ning Tian was, after all, a little rich girl. The food she brought back was so nutritious that it was scarcely inferior even to what Huo Yuhao had eaten when he was the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Yuhao, how does it taste?" Ning Tian leaned unexpectedly gently against Huo Yuhao's desk. "If it isn't enough, I'll have someone buy more."

"Unsolicited kindness hides either treachery or theft." Huo Yuhao leisurely drank the sweet kidney-tonifying tea. "Go on. You suddenly being so nice to me—what are you after?"

"Huo Yuhao, don't be so ungrateful!" Wu Feng immediately became unhappy and slammed a hand onto the table.

"Feng!" Ning Tian promptly stopped Wu Feng, then smiled at Huo Yuhao. "Yuhao, your physique is extremely important to our cultivation. I've already contacted my family and forcibly purchased a villa in Shrek City. When the time comes, I hope you can live with us."

"During that time, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can provide you with any cultivation resources you need."

"So you can use me as a body pillow?" Huo Yuhao rolled his eyes. He was a hot-blooded young man too. With things like this happening every night, he was afraid he would lose control.

"Yuhao, we admit that we want to benefit from you. And with your talent, if you are willing, you can become an honored guest of our sect in the future." Ning Tian continued to tempt him.

"Can't I become your live-in son-in-law?" Huo Yuhao grinned wickedly. "You know, with my talent, my future achievements definitely won't be low."

Ning Tian's pretty face reddened at his teasing. Taking a deep breath, she looked Huo Yuhao squarely in the eye. "According to our sect's intelligence network, your identity is still far too mysterious. You don't resemble the child of a servant family from the Ducal Palace at all."

"Moreover, our sect has strict rules. As the current heir, the requirement for choosing a husband is a powerhouse who has already become a Titled Douluo, not a genius who may become a Titled Douluo."

"After all, on the Douluo Continent, countless geniuses die young."

Huo Yuhao listened with a smile, but by the end, he could not help shaking his head.

"Yuhao, I know the sect's rules are strict, but if you can truly reach that level in the future..."

"There's no need to say any more." Huo Yuhao raised a hand, signaling Ning Tian to stop. A mocking smile curled across his lips. "I'm just a lone cultivator. You don't need to investigate my background any further."

"Also, my views on relationships are vastly different from the customs of your traditional sects. If I choose my future partner, as long as we are mutually in love, I won't care about any rules or restraints."

"If the feelings between two people are mixed with the interests of the forces behind them, then I think it's meaningless. They might as well part ways." As Huo Yuhao spoke, he pulled Wu Feng beside him into his arms. "I even think Wu Feng is bolder than you, and has more courage to choose the person she likes."

"Huo Yuhao, let go of me!" Wu Feng's pretty face instantly flushed crimson as she struggled without stopping.

"You forcibly kissed me. You're already my girlfriend, so why should I let go?" Huo Yuhao gripped Wu Feng's snowy white chin and said fiercely, "Do you want to be with me or not?"

Faced with Huo Yuhao's close-range questioning, Wu Feng, who had always been straightforward and fiery, only felt her mouth go dry. Her pretty face was as red as a ripe apple, and her voice was barely louder than a mosquito's buzz. "Who's your girlfriend...?"

"You're even shy!" Huo Yuhao laughed loudly and released Wu Feng. He stood up, then, under Ning Tian's astonished gaze, directly swept up the silent Nanmen Yun'er in his arms.

"You know, if I really had to choose a girlfriend, I'd prefer an ordinary girl like Yun'er, one without any backing or factional constraints!"

Held directly in Huo Yuhao's arms, the usually timid Nanmen Yun'er struggled even harder than Wu Feng. "Yuhao, what are you doing?"

"Although I don't know what kind of feelings Yun'er has for me, if I were to take the initiative and pursue a girl, I would hope she was someone like Yun'er." Huo Yuhao nearly got slapped across the face by Nanmen Yun'er and hurriedly put her down.

"Yuhao, don't tell me you think you're some kind of romantic saint?" Ning Tian's expression was strange as she could not help mocking him.

"I'm definitely not a romantic saint. I only want to tell you..." Huo Yuhao turned around, leaned close to Ning Tian, and stared straight into her eyes. "Don't use your sect's methods to string me along. I'm not Oscar. If you and I truly like each other, I'll just kidnap you outright!"

"I don't care what you three think. Right now, if I were to fall for one of you, I would choose Wu Feng, who would face her feelings head-on."

With that, Huo Yuhao laughed twice and strode out of the room without looking back, leaving behind one final sentence.

"I can help you increase your cultivation speed, but only as a transaction. Find me a spatial-attribute soul bone that is over ten thousand years old within three months. Otherwise, I'll only let Wu Feng sleep hugging me!"

"This guy..."

Wu Feng wanted nothing more than to crawl into a crack in the ground, though her beautiful eyes had gained some other emotions as well.

Seeing this, Ning Tian could not help giving a bitter smile. Why was this guy reacting so strongly to this sort of thing?

Only Nanmen Yun'er stared blankly in the direction Huo Yuhao had left, thinking for the first time that this scoundrel seemed... a little handsome?

After lecturing that girl whose ambitions were higher than the heavens, Huo Yuhao felt refreshed all over. Even while walking, he felt as if he were floating.

He returned to the academy, intending to visit Xie Huanyue at the dormitory. But as soon as he neared the dormitory area, he saw from afar a crowd of freshmen gathered beside the dormitory building, with some of them vomiting repeatedly.

What was going on?

Huo Yuhao squeezed toward the front of the crowd, only to catch a nauseatingly foul, fishy stench in his nose. Accustomed to enjoying the fragrance of soft beauties, how could Huo Yuhao endure such a smell? Before long, he joined the group, deciding that vomiting alone was worse than vomiting together.

Huo Yuhao struggled to sweep the dormitory building with Spiritual Detection and immediately understood the reason.

Starting from the third floor, thick grease continuously overflowed from a certain room throughout the entire dormitory building. Some unlucky people on the first floor had been drenched by the oily substance. Even after washing themselves clean, they were still so disgusted that they could not eat for the entire day.

With Xie Huanyue's build, just how much fat compressed in his body had been burned away...?

When Huo Yuhao even heard that the old man downstairs who liked to enjoy the cool air had been drenched all over—no, had gotten a mouthful of it—his jaw nearly dropped.

In that instant, countless students seemed to witness a miracle. The old man immediately transformed into a dragon of light. His back was no longer hunched, his legs were no longer weak, and while vomiting wildly, he flew toward a certain direction.

Fatty, you're amazing! You even cured the old injury of the Dragon God Douluo, something countless Healing Type Titled Douluo had failed to treat!

What Limit Douluo would ever expect something like that to fall from the sky?

Just as Huo Yuhao was still mourning Mu En in his heart, several streaks of light flew from the distance toward the freshmen dormitory area.

They should be several academy elders. Huo Yuhao chuckled inwardly. Didn't Shrek Academy love making students live in old, shabby buildings? Let's see how anyone can live in the dormitories now!

"Look, it's the academy's powerhouses!" The freshmen also noticed the streaks of light rushing over and shouted one after another.

"What happened?" An elderly man at the front descended, his expression strange. He had just seen the Dragon God Douluo vomiting furiously as he flew back to the Sea God Pavilion. He had likely encountered something extremely unpleasant in the freshmen dormitory.

Very quickly, these academy powerhouses also smelled the extreme stench and covered their noses as they retreated far away.

It looked like Fatty Xie's cleansing of his marrow and tendons had been very successful. All the filth he had accumulated in his body over more than ten years had been expelled. Otherwise, he would not have stunk up such a huge crowd.

Huo Yuhao watched with detached amusement. The academy's higher-ups would surely seal their sense of smell before entering the dormitory to inspect the situation. As for Xie Huanyue, the culprit who was still unconscious, he could only be held accountable after waking up. That was why Huo Yuhao was not worried about him at all.

Before long, several inner courtyard students used Soul Power to carry Xie Huanyue away. From the brief glimpse of his figure, Xie Huanyue had clearly slimmed down completely.

With the freshmen dormitory area reduced to such a state, the academy had no choice but to spend money hiring more than a dozen high-level water-attribute soul masters to clean it. This made countless freshmen, who had endlessly complained about the dirty and chaotic dormitories, cheer with delight. At the same time, they felt immense admiration for the brother who had single-handedly made the academy pay for a cleaning crew.

With nothing else to do, Huo Yuhao prepared to return to Shrek City and find a quiet place to study the Purple Cloud Eagle's corpse. But just as he stepped out of the dormitory area, a young man collided head-on with him.

This secretly startled Huo Yuhao. With his Spiritual Power cultivation, even without activating Spiritual Detection, it should have been absolutely impossible for him to bump into someone.

There was only one answer: the newcomer could completely conceal himself from Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection.

His identity was therefore obvious—

By the time I got here, I couldn't help laughing too. Hahaha... Don't ask why a Limit Douluo got drenched by that stuff. No matter how strong you are, you still have moments when you close your eyes to rest. That thing was like rain, and unlike a battle, it carried no hostility. One lapse in attention and...