Night fell.
Moonlight filtered through the window screen, shining onto the dormitory.
Wang Dong chattered excitedly about the past two days' battles—the way they crushed Dai Huabin, and Xiao Xiao's barely-contained joy.
Su Wen lay on his bed, listening quietly but in fact pondering what Yan Shaozhe had said about evil soul masters.
Something felt off.
He could see the seriousness in Yan Shaozhe's eyes. For someone like him—a level 95 Super Douluo—to use the phrase top powerhouse… Could it be someone like Zhongli Wu, the top leader of the evil cults?
No wonder, lately, every time Su Wen wanted to visit the Star Dou Forest to look for suitable soul beasts, Yan Shaozhe stopped him...
"Hey! Su Wen, are you even listening?!"
Wang Dong complained.
He waved his hand in front of Su Wen's face.
"Hmm?"
Su Wen turned to look. Wang Dong was just wearing shorts and a light shirt, his long, pale legs exposed. At that moment, with hands on hips, he looked every bit the charming boy, but with an adorable, slightly sulky face that made Su Wen shiver.
No wonder he appeals to both boys and girls.
If Su Wen didn't know Wang Dong's true identity, he'd probably doubt his own orientation.
"Knew you were daydreaming! Damn it!"
Wang Dong raised his fist and pulled the covers over Su Wen's head, then climbed on his waist and gave him a good beating.
A few minutes later,
The two made up as if nothing had happened.
Wang Dong, flushed with anger, was pinned under Su Wen, hands twisted behind his back, cheek pressed to the pillow. He didn't know if his face was red from anger or from breathing in Su Wen's scent.
"Ow!"
Wang Dong yelped.
She knew that yelling "pervert" was useless—she was in male form now, and Su Wen would just ignore her. Only pleading for mercy worked.
Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, Su Wen let her go.
Su Wen shook his head helplessly at the silly, playful Wang Dong. But the girl's arms really were soft—that seemed to be the only flaw in her disguise technique.
"Cultivation?"
"Let's do it!"
Lights flickered in the room.
The two hugged together, cocooned in various colors of light like silkworms, endlessly cycling, never stopping.
...
Morning.
Wang Dong, holding Su Wen's hand, led the way as they sped toward the teaching building.
Outside the freshmen's teaching building,
Mu En lay on a bench, eyes half-open, smiling as he shook his head. "Such a flirt—makes Shaozhe look reserved by comparison..."
"R-report!"
They arrived late.
Mu Jin was already standing at the podium.
Wang Dong gasped for breath.
"Come in," Mu Jin said with a smile, teasing, "Still holding hands? You two can't even let go on the way to class. Looks like you're happy with your new roommate."
"Ah..." Wang Dong yelped, realizing she'd been holding Su Wen's hand the whole time, and let go with a face red as a tomato.
The rest of the class smiled kindly, not taking it seriously. Only she was embarrassed to death.
Ning Tian reacted the same way.
Dressed in immaculate academy uniform, with gold hair shining and a flawless, elegant demeanor, her tall figure attracted countless admirers.
But unfortunately, her heart belonged to the outer court's "Demon King.
That's right—Su Wen's nickname had already shifted from "freshman demon king" to "outer court demon king." Even the outer court's famous twins, Xu Sanshi and Bei Bei, were overshadowed.
Ning Tian clenched her hand, her fair skin growing even paler.
Damn it—I'm the childhood friend!
We've known each other since we were eight!
I was the first to make a move—when did this guy get ahead of me?!
"Lady?" Wu Feng looked confused.
Since when did our little lady get so possessive?
Even wary of boys?
Wang Dong was handsome, sure, but Su Wen was definitely straight, right?
"It's nothing." Ning Tian forced a smile. She'd lost her composure! As someone raised like a true princess, she should give her future husband proper face in public. Any drama should wait until they're alone.
She could accept others, but what she couldn't stand was losing her position to someone who used sneaky tricks!
If it was fair competition, she'd have nothing to say! What's with the "girl disguised as a boy" routine? Does the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect not have that kind of technique?
"Teacher, sorry we're late..." Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan panted, exchanging glances of relief when they saw Su Wen and Wang Dong were fine. This Mu Jin teacher must be really gentle and kind...
"Stand at the door," Mu Jin said calmly, glancing at them.
"..."
Cui Yajie stifled a laugh.
Teacher Mu Jin was gentle on most days, but when rules were broken, she'd punish you—though it also depended on who you were.
Dai Huabin, meanwhile, glared coldly at Huo Yuhao in the back row, grinding his teeth. Only today did he realize this brat had transferred from Class 1 to Class 2!
There's plenty of time—just wait and see.
He muttered curses under his breath.
"..."
Ding~
The bell rang.
Mu Jin waved for the two at the door to return to their seats. She put away her books and looked around the classroom. "Core disciples and the top three teams, those who earned a chance for the academy's help in hunting soul rings, please stand."
Su Wen, Ning Tian...
A group of students stood up.
Dai Huabin enjoyed the envious stares, then glanced sideways at Huo Yuhao and mouthed: "Little bastard."
Huo Yuhao gazed back indifferently, glancing at Dai's kidney area.
Dai Huabin instantly grew furious. If not for Mu Jin's presence, he'd have charged over already.
"In half a month, the academy will organize a soul beast hunting team, personally led by a top expert, with several inner court disciples joining. Anyone at a bottleneck or close to it can sign up."
Mu Jin smiled.
"Su Wen, as class monitor, collect the names and give them to me tomorrow."
Hunting soul beasts?
Su Wen was surprised—had the evil soul master problem been resolved?
If so, perfect timing.
But this top expert... could it be the "Elder Xuan" Dean Yan mentioned?
That would be amazing.
"..."
As Mu Jin left,
The classroom grew noisy again.
"Little bastard, do you really think I won't kill you?!" Dai Huabin roared.
He charged over like a tank, knocking over desks and chairs. The other students quickly dodged out of the way.
He grabbed Huo Yuhao by the collar, slammed his arm into Yuhao's neck, and smashed him against the wall.
Huo Yuhao endured the pain in his throat and managed to say, "You can try. If you kill someone in the academy, even as a duke's son, you'll be expelled..."
"..."
Dai Huabin squinted, snorted coldly,
Then threw Huo Yuhao to the ground.
"Looks like you've changed a lot these years. But just wait. I'll kill you sooner or later..."
He turned to leave after his threat.
"Dai Huabin…"
But then a voice stopped him.
Dai Huabin shuddered. Now what?
"Put everything back the way it was," Su Wen said, nodding at the mess behind him.
"Hmph!" Dai Huabin grunted.
Just when everyone thought he'd fight Su Wen, he obediently tidied up the classroom.
Zhu Lu covered her face.
Everyone else: "..."