Regrettably, Huo Yuhao's previous Soul Searching operation on Lan Xuanyu was not entirely successful.
Despite Lan Xuanyu's currently lackluster cultivation and Martial Soul, one must not forget that when Baili Du brought him here, he possessed a fragment of a shattered divine soul.
You could call the Dragon God "love-brained" to the point of blind stupidity, but you had to admit that this guy was the ceiling of the Douluo universe—the absolute peak in every aspect.
Regarding the soul, although the previous-life Lan Xuanyu had not delved deeply into it, the cultivation of a Supreme God King made his soul equally indestructible. Even as a tattered fragment, it remained an unreachable existence for the current Huo Yuhao, who was only at the Spirit Consciousness level. To forcibly search for a complete memory, one would need to reach the Divine Origin Realm at the very least.
With the assistance of Electrolux, the information retrieved was not extensive, but two points were critical.
First, Wang Dong's identity could be confirmed. She was the daughter of Tang San, the Sea God and Asura God from ten thousand years ago; her true name was Tang Wutong. For reasons unknown, she had come to the Douluo Continent disguised as a boy, but she seemed to be aiming specifically for Huo Yuhao.
Furthermore, in Lan Xuanyu's understanding, the Tang Wutong currently known as Wang Dong was supposed to be together with Huo Yuhao...
Oh, right—he also found in Lan Xuanyu's memory that this Huo Yuhao, with the "help" of Tang San, had already changed his name to Dai Yuhao, and had even created the cringe-inducing "Three Desperate Skills of Hao-Dong" for Tang Wutong...
Second, Lan Xuanyu's true identity was... a Reincarnator.
He came from the Douluo Continent twenty thousand years in the future—no, at that time, it should be called the Douluo Federation and the Douluo Solar System.
As for the rest, they were just intermittent memory fragments. Unfortunately, they couldn't be linked together.
But this was already enough.
While he didn't know how the premise of "Tang Wutong and Huo Yuhao should be together" came to be in Lan Xuanyu's memories, from Huo Yuhao's personal perspective, he had no desire to involve himself with this "tomboy" who harbored designs on him, let alone use those "Three Desperate Skills of Hao-Dong" to die of embarrassment in front of his enemies on the battlefield.
It was obvious that Wang Dong had been waiting here for a long time.
However, Huo Yuhao didn't look Wang Dong in the eye. His voice was cold, carrying a tone of command: "Don't block the way. I'm going back to my dorm."
Wang Dong's whole body shuddered. He opened his eyes tiredly, but upon seeing Huo Yuhao, he perked up instantly.
"Uh... that, classmate Huo Yuhao, good evening. Have you eaten?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Wang Dong shut his eyes, nearly dying of awkwardness.
What on earth am I doing...
If it were anyone else, Huo Yuhao would have already reached out to shove them aside. But this was Tang San's daughter; unless absolutely necessary, he did not want any physical contact with her.
"That is none of your concern. Can you move now?"
It was a clear dismissal, but a voice in Wang Dong's mind kept urging her, pushing her to quickly say what she wanted to say.
"Wait, wait," Wang Dong waved his hands repeatedly, finally revealing his true intent. "Classmate Huo Yuhao, do you know about Martial Soul Fusion Skills?"
"I don't need you to give me a science lesson on basic Soul Master common sense," Huo Yuhao said impatiently. "Furthermore, my overall grades are currently ranked first in the entire grade. I don't need tutoring from you."
"..."
"...Classmate Huo Yuhao, tell me, is it possible for the two of us to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" A hint of expectation appeared on Wang Dong's stiff face. "Look, if we had a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, who among opponents of the same level could compete with us?"
I don't need a fusion skill to have no rivals at the same level... While complaining internally, Huo Yuhao still wanted to see what kind of nonsense this Wang Dong was trying to pull.
What kind of weirdo is this guy... Huo Yuhao said with forced patience, "A Martial Soul Fusion Skill requires an extremely high degree of compatibility between both parties. In existing examples, most occur when the Martial Souls are of the same type. Moreover, if there is high compatibility, there would be a resonance when the two parties meet. Have you felt such a sensation? Because I certainly haven't."
"Actually..." Wang Dong seemed to have made up his mind and looked up. "That's because you can't sense the aura on my body."
"But, the very first time you gave me Spiritual Detection & Sharing, I felt that your aura was very close to mine. It's just that the reason my aura doesn't leak out is that it's restrained by another power within me."
At this point, seeing Huo Yuhao's handsome profile, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel his cheeks flush slightly. He almost whispered in a mumble: "Only... only when our bodies touch can you truly feel the existence of my aura. So... so should we give it a try?"
"Are you here to be a comedian?" Huo Yuhao scoffed. "Classmate Wang Dong, please don't sleep through every class. Could you listen occasionally? My Martial Soul is the Body Martial Soul, the Spirit Eye. Yours is the Beast Martial Soul, the Radiant Butterfly Goddess. Anyone with a bit of common sense knows there's no compatibility between the two. Where would a Martial Soul Fusion Skill come from?"
Wang Dong was stunned. He hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to refuse so bluntly.
Seeming to think about it seriously for a moment, Huo Yuhao added, "Unless you insist that butterflies also have eyes. That's probably the only point of compatibility."
"That... that's impossible. You... if your body touches mine, you'll be able to feel my Martial Soul aura. I'm not lying, your aura and mine are really..." As he spoke, Wang Dong reached out to grab Huo Yuhao's arm.
Huo Yuhao nimbly dodged Wang Dong's "groping hand," his cold voice gaining a touch of impatience. "Move! If you keep pestering me, I'm calling the teacher!"
Wang Dong had never been known for having a good temper. If it weren't for that unknown voice in his head constantly urging him to pester Huo Yuhao, he wouldn't be willing to "press his warm face against a cold butt" here.
And so, he began to show his true colors.
Wang Dong's voice took on a sob-like quality, loud enough for almost the entire dormitory building to hear: "Huo Yuhao, you bastard! What would it hurt for you to just give in to me once!"
Sure enough, many male students from the surrounding rooms opened their doors and poked their heads out to watch the drama.
How could the current situation be described? It looked like Wang Dong had confessed his love to Huo Yuhao, been rejected, and was now throwing a tantrum.
But the key point was... in the eyes of almost every bystander, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were both boys...
Some boys who knew Wang Dong immediately made the connection: previously, Wang Dong had rejected the advances of almost every girl who showed interest, yet here he was, blocking Huo Yuhao's door.
Case closed: Wang Dong likes men!
Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched speechlessly. Ignoring him, he simply turned and walked away.