Chapter 25: The Work of God King Tang
"The fight has started, the fight has started..."
In dormitory 161, Chen Junting, who was chatting with Dugu Xin, was suddenly drawn to the commotion outside.
"What's going on out there?"
He slowly stood up, about to step out, but turned to look at Dugu Xin, who was sitting on the bed. "Want to come take a look?"
"I'll pass."
In that instant, Chen Junting noticed a drastic shift in Dugu Xin. From being talkative just moments ago, he suddenly became withdrawn. The change was so stark that it not only surprised Chen Junting but also made him realize that Dugu Xin probably had deep-seated psychological issues.
"Alright, I'll go check it out first. I have something to do later, so I might be back late." Chen Junting opened the door and glanced at the sky. "If you need anything, I can bring you dinner." With that, he carefully closed the door.
Dugu Xin couldn't help but smile.
This was the first friend he had made since he was born.
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A large crowd of freshmen had gathered outside the dormitory, forming a circle. At the center of the commotion were Huo Yuhao and his roommate Wang Dong. However, Huo Yuhao was clearly at a disadvantage.
"I told you, with your strength, I can crush you even without activating my martial soul." Wang Dong lifted his head proudly, looking at Huo Yuhao with disdain. However, when he noticed Huo Yuhao's ten-year spirit ring vibrating, a flicker of wariness flashed in his eyes.
Although he looked down on Huo Yuhao's strength, their earlier confrontation had made him more cautious. If this guy suddenly used a soul skill, Wang Dong could end up suffering.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes suddenly sharpened!
First soul skill—Soul Shock!
A white light flickered in his pale golden eyes. Wang Dong instantly felt as though his brain had been pierced by a needle. The intense pain left his mind blank for a brief moment.
However, he had been somewhat prepared. Just before the attack landed, a pair of dazzling blue butterfly wings unfurled from his back, catching the attention of all the watching freshmen with their unparalleled beauty.
"Wow—"
Gasps of amazement filled the air. The stunning appearance of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, one of the most beautiful martial souls, sent waves of shock through the crowd.
Even Mu En, who had been observing everything with his spiritual power, was just as surprised as the freshmen. His aged brows furrowed slightly, revealing a mix of complexity and intrigue.
"Are the younger generation so extravagant these days? The Goddess of Light Butterfly… the most beautiful martial soul…"
Suddenly, as if realizing something, his whisper turned into a quiet murmur, making it impossible for others to hear what he said next. However, the glint in his eyes faded into a resigned sigh.
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In the open courtyard, Wang Dong flapped his wings, lifting himself into the air. Covering his head, he glared at Huo Yuhao, his face burning with shame and anger. Even the admiration from the freshmen now sounded like mockery to him, The more they praised his martial soul, the more humiliated he felt.
'I'm a Great Soul Master, yet I was nearly beaten by a mere Soul Master… and I didn't even use my martial soul before…'
The more he dwelled on it, the more his frustration grew. His eyes burned with indignation as he stared at Huo Yuhao, about to say something—
"Hey! How can you be so shameless?!"
A sudden shout rang out, followed by a burst of flames!
Before Wang Dong could react, a fireball shot past him!
"Who did that?!"
Startled and enraged, Wang Dong spun around to see a fiery red-haired figure standing on the second floor of the dormitory, her martial soul fully activated.
It was Wu Feng.
Having witnessed Huo Yuhao being bullied, Wu Feng, known for her fiery temper, instantly flew into a rage. Ignoring the stares of the boys, she had rushed to the second floor of the male dormitory and launched her Dragonfire at Wang Dong!
"That was me!"
With a leap, Wu Feng landed gracefully in the middle of the crowd. The watching freshmen hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to block her path.
"How dare you bully Huo Yuhao? Don't you know he's under my protection? I, Wu Feng, will not tolerate this!"
Two yellow spirit rings circled her, displaying her cultivation as a Great Soul Master.
Huo Yuhao's heart warmed at this sight.
"Just you?"
Although Wang Dong acknowledged Wu Feng's superior cultivation level, he was confident in his spirit ring configuration. Behind him, two spirit rings—one yellow and one purple—floated as he reasserted his arrogance.
He had been hesitant to unleash his full strength against Huo Yuhao earlier, but now that another Great Soul Master had challenged him, he felt no need to hold back. This would be the perfect opportunity to vent his frustration!
Just as the battle was about to erupt—
"Enough! Do you not know Shrek Academy's rules? Fighting outside the Battle Arena is forbidden!"
A sharp aura filled with killing intent descended upon Wang Dong mid-air, forcing him to freeze.
Mu En's old eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the situation. He murmured to himself, "The early form of intent, the mastery of momentum... The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has found a fine talent."
Then, his voice turned melancholic. "What a pity… Shrek still lacks a true successor."
On the ground, Wang Dong nearly lost control and fell from the sky. But when he saw Wu Feng unaffected, his frustration deepened.
"That was definitely targeted! Absolutely targeted!"
The murmurs of the freshmen intensified as two striking figures—a man and a woman—walked toward the center. The blonde girl stepped forward, scolding Wu Feng.
"Sister Feng, this is Shrek Academy, not our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. While your intentions were right, we must still follow Shrek's rules. We're students first."
However, Wang Dong wasn't pleased by this. He could clearly see that these four were all in the same group!
And the white-haired man—Chen Junting—was incredibly strong! He was also the one who had pressured him just now!
Chen Junting, oblivious to Wang Dong's inner complaints, slowly withdrew his aura. He had already pieced together what had happened from the freshmen on the third floor.
So Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao ended up as roommates again?
He couldn't believe this was a mere coincidence.
There was no way this wasn't influenced by God King Tang.(TLN: Always~)
Of course, he didn't think the God King personally arranged this. But subtle manipulations? Highly likely.
Thinking about the current situation in the God Realm, controlling everything from behind the scenes wouldn't be easy… but not impossible either.
If small details like Huo Yuhao joining the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect instead of the Tang Sect could be altered, then major events—such as Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao's roommate arrangement—must have been predetermined.
So…
"Minor paths can be altered, but the major path remains unchanged."
"And that major path… is ensuring Huo Yuhao falls for Wang Dong'er, allowing Tang Wutong—who inherited the Golden Dragon Spear and Golden Dragon Bloodline—to become the leash that binds him. Everything else? Merely details to the God King."
Chen Junting pondered this with a knowing smile.
"Alright, disperse. No more fighting outside the Battle Arena." His calm voice rang out, sending the freshmen back to their dorms.
As the crowd dissipated, only Chen Junting and his group remained, along with Wang Dong and Mu En.
A moment later, a faint old voice echoed.
"Little one…"
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(End of chapter)
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