Shrek Academy.
Freshman Dormitory.
Wang Dong wore an expression of dissatisfaction.
"Second Dad is really something, sending me out in such a hurry. First, Dad didn't even stop him."
School hadn't even started yet, and he already had to move in. This was simply torture for him.
Finding his dormitory and hearing movement inside, Wang Dong's face immediately darkened.
Why was he assigned a roommate?
Didn't First Dad and Second Dad communicate with Shrek Academy to get him a single dorm room?
He pushed the door open violently.
Huo Yuhao's bed faced the door. Startled from his meditation by the loud noise, he opened his eyes and met Wang Dong's gaze.
Looking at Huo Yuhao's face, Wang Dong felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, a strange sensation in his heart.
Scanning Huo Yuhao's features again, her face slightly flushed.
Huo Yuhao's lively eyes seemed to possess a natural allure for her.
She frowned, not understanding why she felt this way.
"You're so pretty."
Seeing Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao was instantly struck by her beauty, the words spilling out dumbfounded.
Wang Dong had delicate features, fair skin, large pink-blue eyes, and a soft face—clearly a beauty in the making. Even dressed as a boy, he still possessed a kind of feminine beauty.
Being complimented like this by Huo Yuhao made Wang Dong blush again.
But she quickly remembered she was Wang Dong [the boy] and put on a stern face.
"What do you mean by that?"
He feigned anger, like a boy who had been called effeminate.
"No, that's not what I meant," Huo Yuhao waved his hands apologetically.
"Hmph, since you cleaned the dorm so thoroughly, I'll forgive you," Wang Dong said, glancing around the room, using it as an excuse to quickly cover up the previous moment.
"Dinner's already over. If you're hungry, you can go to the east gate of the academy. There's a night market there; there should still be stalls open," Huo Yuhao reminded.
"No need."
Wang Dong spoke coldly, made his bed, sat down cross-legged, and entered a meditative state.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao said no more, closed his eyes, and began his own meditation.
He was practicing the Mysterious Heaven Technique taught by Bei Bei, marveling at the wonder of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Technique.
"I wonder how Brother Su is doing..."
The elders of the senior brother [Bei Bei] probably wouldn't be too ruthless. After all, Brother Su didn't seriously harm the senior brother.
After apprenticing himself to Tang Ya and joining the Tang Sect, he had started calling Bei Bei 'Senior Brother'.
Lost in thought, Huo Yuhao seemed to smell a faint, fresh fragrance.
He opened his eyes and saw Wang Dong sitting directly opposite him, her face almost pressed against his.
He let out a yelp.
"What are you doing?"
"You smell so good."
Wang Dong couldn't help but say.
She didn't know what she was doing either. Spellbound, she felt the sense of closeness from Huo Yuhao erupt wildly, creating a kind of fatal attraction for her.
"Hey! Don't try anything funny!" Huo Yuhao was shocked, clutching his clothes and scrambling backward.
Seeing Huo Yuhao avoid her like this, Wang Dong's face darkened. She explained, "Have you heard of Martial Soul Fusion Skills?"
"Martial Soul Fusion Skills?"
Huo Yuhao certainly knew.
"You mean we have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Impossible."
He knew very well that both parties feel a resonance when a Martial Soul Fusion Skill is possible.
He felt nothing from Wang Dong.
"I really feel that potential for fusion from you."
Huo Yuhao frowned, looking at Wang Dong with suspicion.
"If you don't believe me, let's go outside and try," Wang Dong said, flustered and angry. "And stop looking at me like that! My sexual orientation is normal!"
Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Try then try."
Having a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was certainly good. Having grown up in the White Duke's mansion, he knew the benefits. Hearing Wang Dong say they might have one made him somewhat excited.
Even though he couldn't feel anything, Wang Dong seemed to be from a major family; she couldn't be wrong.
Downstairs from the dormitory.
A stooped old man rested with his eyes closed on a reclining chair.
The cold night wind blew, but his frail body didn't shiver in the slightest; instead, he seemed perfectly at ease.
A middle-aged man quickly approached the old man.
"Teacher, please take care of your health."
"I am a spirit master, after all. I can handle a little cold wind."
The old man spoke slowly, giving off a feeling of having seen through the ways of the world.
"I'm old. Only near the freshman dorms can I feel the vibrancy of life."
Yan Shaozhe was helpless.
He was about to say something more when he suddenly looked towards the dormitory entrance.
Two figures were sneaking out of the dorm.
What were these two boys up to in the middle of the night?
Yan Shaozhe was puzzled.
The old man, Mu En, also noticed the two figures.
"Haha, that's a polite young lad."
He remembered Huo Yuhao, the only child who had bowed and greeted him during the day.
The two secretly watched Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong as they entered a small grove not far from the dormitory.
Yan Shaozhe sucked in a sharp breath.
Mu En, however, watched Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong from a distance with great interest.
Small Grove.
"How do we try?" Huo Yuhao asked.
"I think it requires physical contact," Wang Dong said.
"Ah?"
The two hesitated, then held hands.
Yan Shaozhe: !
Then, Huo Yuhao's expression changed slightly.
The moment his spirit power made contact with Wang Dong's, it reacted.
There really was a feeling!
He looked at Wang Dong. They exchanged a glance and slowly embraced.
Yan Shaozhe: !!
Their bodies began to emit light, enveloping them both.
Yan Shaozhe: !!!
No way?
A trace of disappointment flickered in his heart, followed by surprise and joy.
As the dean of the Martial Soul Department, he certainly knew what this light meant.
Within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, Tianmeng cheered excitedly.
"Wow, wow, wow, it's actually a Martial Soul Fusion Skill! And this Wang Dong actually has such high compatibility with Yuhao, this kid Yuhao."
In his view, Huo Yuhao's and Wang Dong's spiritual worlds seemed to connect. They opened up to each other in turn, revealing their abilities.
Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes and Wang Dong's Butterfly of the Light Goddess resonated with each other, the magnificent pupils fusing with the gorgeous butterfly wings.
But it didn't stop there.
Tianmeng felt a reaction from the vacant slot of the ice-attribute second martial soul he had bestowed upon Huo Yuhao. Correspondingly, a second martial soul also appeared on Wang Dong's side—it was a hammer.
Finally, a powerful Tianmeng was very familiar with the surge from within Huo Yuhao—Rakshasa God Power!
"Crap! Two people are peeping over there!"
Tianmeng reacted instantly, urging his spiritual essence to merge into the light generated by their martial soul fusion, blocking the dispersal of the Rakshasa God Power's divine aura.
Why was this divine power surfacing again?
Under Tianmeng's astonished gaze, the opposing Wang Dong also revealed divine power.
Unlike the Rakshasa God Power filled with resentment and evil emanating from Huo Yuhao, the divine power appearing on Wang Dong was blue-gold, brimming with a life force brought by nature and a sense of all-encompassing vastness. It actually managed to suppress the evil resentment of the Rakshasa God Power on Huo Yuhao.
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