Late at night, Fu Ye lay sprawled drunkenly across his large bed, his body radiating heat.
Xiao Wu, nestled in his embrace, felt the warmth of his skin against hers. Her cheeks flushed as she suddenly pushed him down onto the gilded bed.
Her petite feet, clad in white silk stockings, pressed lightly against his chest. Under the glow of the bright moonlight spilling into the room, their silhouettes intertwined in an alluring dance.
"Call me Daddy."
Tonight was destined to be extraordinary.
…
The early morning sun rose dutifully, as if eager to begin its daily labor.
After a night of passion, Xiao Wu finally collapsed onto the vast bed, utterly spent. Fu Ye, after a brief cleanup, settled beside her to continue their shared slumber.
Like Ah Wu, Xiao Wu possessed extraordinary flexibility, allowing her to perform movements and poses far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
One could only imagine the electrifying spectacle if the two were to join forces.
'Ahem!'
For now, such thoughts remained mere fantasies—whether they would ever act upon them was another matter entirely.
Meanwhile, in the adjacent room…
Two small figures, dark circles under their eyes and cheeks flushed crimson, pressed their ears against the wall, eavesdropping intently.
"Sister Rongrong, see? I told you Teacher Fu Ye is incredible."
"Sister Wu Ling, I—you—!"
Indeed, to prove her claims, Wu Ling had dragged the mischievous Ning Rongrong into listening the entire night.
"This is so embarrassing!"
Once the sounds from the neighboring room finally ceased, Ning Rongrong buried her burning face into the bed.
"Hehe, Teacher Xiao Wu and Teacher Fu Ye really do have a close relationship."
…
Shrek Academy…
Flender lay motionless, his body swathed in white bandages. Apart from the faint rise and fall of his chest, he showed no signs of life.
Shao Xin, the Food-System Soul Saint, sat in the dilapidated main hall, keeping watch over the half-crippled Flender and Dai Mubai.
Thanks to the healing properties of his martial soul's true form, both had survived their critical injuries.
Then, a slight twitch of Flender's fingers signaled his awakening.
Shao Xin, lost in his own rest, failed to notice.
"Water…"
Finally, Flender's weak voice reached him.
"Hmm? Ah! Flender, you're awake!"
Relieved, Shao Xin lifted a nearby cup and carefully tipped water into the dean's parched mouth.
"Teacher Shao Xin… I need water too."
Dai Mubai stirred at the same moment. Though his broken bones had been set, the searing pain reminded him that movement was still impossible.
The terror of witnessing his own dean and family brutally beaten still haunted him. Yet, after the initial fear, a strange sense of relief settled in.
After all, Dean Flender was a Soul Sage. Only a Soul Douluo—or even a Titled Douluo—could crush him so effortlessly.
Surviving an encounter with a Titled Douluo? That alone was a miracle.
At this moment, hatred for Fu Ye no longer burned in Dai Mubai's heart. Or rather, he lacked the courage to hate.
Had it been anyone else, his corpse would already be rotting in a ditch.
"Gulp…"
After a sip of water, Dai Mubai felt a flicker of life return. Even the pain tearing through his muscles was a small price to pay for survival.
'Better to live miserably than die honorably.'
He had long abandoned the dream of surpassing his elder brother, Davis. Now, he was content just to survive.
…
Meanwhile, in Suotuo City…
The reincarnated Divine King, Tang Chuan, had arrived at his first destination on the path to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
The scenery was identical to his past life.
But Tang Chuan had no interest in nostalgia—he was here for a hidden weapon: the Plate Crystal.
Thanks to his persistent persuasion, Yu Xiaogang had finally relinquished the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
Now, all he needed was for Flender—dean of Shrek Academy—to see this soul tool, just as before, and the Plate Crystal would be his.
After navigating two main streets and three winding alleys, he finally spotted Flender's shop at a market corner.
To his surprise, the usually open store was locked tight.
With the bustling crowd around, breaking in was out of the question.
After some deliberation, Tang Chuan decided to delay his journey to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well by half a day. Once he secured the Plate Crystal and bolstered his defenses, he would proceed to subdue Dugu Bo.
Just then, a flickering purple-red sign in a shadowed alley caught his eye.
A brothel.
A place Tang Chuan had avoided in his past life to maintain his pristine image.
Unbeknownst to him, the black-armored puppet in his shadow dispersed a fine dust—a potent aphrodisiac.
A sudden, unfamiliar longing stirred within him, warring with his conscience.
Two and a half minutes later…
"Hey, handsome! What kind of girl are you looking for? We've got all types here!"
A wrinkled madam greeted him with a forced smile, eyeing Tang Chuan's plain, almost clownish face.
At her call, dozens of women emerged—most dressed scantily, their necks and cheeks still bearing traces of past customers.
Tang Chuan's body burned with unnatural heat, his mind clouded by desire.
"Her."
He pointed at an unremarkable woman, yet his entire being felt consumed by an unholy fire.
At the madam's signal, the woman led him deeper into the alley, toward a dimly lit room.
Fifteen minutes later…
Two disheveled figures—one fat, one thin, one flushed red, the other pale—stumbled into the brothel's lurid glow.
"Madam, the usual girl. Send her to me—quickly!"
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