Chapter 183: The Unstoppable Love-Brained Fool from Douluo Continent!
"You're… the Phoenix?"
The moment Di Tian laid eyes on the Fire Phoenix, the ancient fury carved into dragonkind's very bones surged from within him.
Were it not for his immense willpower holding back that instinct, he would have attacked on sight—any other dragon surely would have.
And if even Di Tian felt such wrath, the Fire Phoenix's reaction was no better.
"Xiao Yan!"
Noticing her growing agitation, Sima Jinchi quickly reached back and tugged at her sleeve.
Was she out of her mind, thinking she could fight her master?
Even if she was a phoenix, her current strength was nowhere near enough to challenge Di Tian.
Di Tian took a deep breath to steady himself, suppressing his bloodline's hostile rage.
The dragon race had long since declined. Their ancient pride and hatred toward the phoenixes should have long been buried by time itself.
Besides, hadn't the dragons ultimately been the victors?
"Though I don't carry the dragons' full ancestral memories from our war with the Phoenix Clan, I didn't expect the resentment in my bloodline to be this strong. Even I was affected."
"H-hi there…"
Neither the dragon nor the phoenix knew what to say after that.
It was Sima Jinchi who finally broke the silence.
"Welcome to the Spirit Pagoda."
By now, everyone had been attending Douluo University for some time. Surprisingly, the academic pressure wasn't nearly as heavy as they had expected—actually, it felt easier than their earlier academy days.
That old saying—*"University will be much easier"—*turned out not to be a lie.
Though technically part of the same class, students only took the core mandatory courses together. The rest depended entirely on their chosen fields of study.
And yes, Douluo Continent actually had that many fields.
Beyond the obvious divisions like forging and mecha engineering, there were hundreds of specialized courses—Soul Spirit Science and Genetic Engineering, Mecha Design and Soul Device Technology, Ancient Douluo Civilization and Martial Soul Origins, Soul Beast Ecology and Star Dou Conservation, even Postnatal Care for Soul Beasts.*
Each subject aimed to cultivate soul masters of knowledge, character, and depth for a new age.
A soul master who spent their youth ignoring study or creation would be useless once they reached the high levels of cultivation—some closed-door trainings lasted years. What good would that do the Federation?
As for those who claimed academics distracted geniuses from training, the Federation's stance was firm: a soul master who contributed nothing to the world was selfish.
Such people were no longer needed.
Besides, truly gifted individuals were never hindered by a few classes.
To ease workloads, the Federation had even subdivided auxiliary vocations into specialized tracks—students no longer needed to study every aspect of a secondary profession.
As descendants of the Sun Moon Empire, the Federation understood well—science builds nations.
Generation after generation, knowledge must be passed on.
That was why so much effort was poured into constructing Douluo University—not to replicate the past glories of Shrek, but to pioneer progress.
After all, what was the point in raising Sea God Pavilion Masters whose destiny was only to merge into a Golden Tree?
If godhood was out of reach, then growth of civilization was the greater goal.
Fortunately, class selection was flexible—students could freely choose their subjects and graduate once they amassed enough course credits.
However, anyone seeking high advancement or residence in elite cities like Extreme North or Star Dou would need to choose a definitive specialization and pass competitive entry assessments.
This system felt strangely familiar to Jiang Chen—too familiar.
"So? Did you get senior sister's schedule yet?"
In the cafeteria, two sneaky figures slipped into a corner where a light-blue–haired girl with twin braids was sitting.
After their last team mission, the five girls had become friends, and now Tang Wulin was asking Xu Xiaoyan for a favor—to unintentionally find out their senior sister's class schedule.
That way, he could take the same lessons as her and "build connections" through shared study time!
Tang Wulin's eyes sparkled with eager anticipation.
As for why he didn't just ask the senior directly—well, even he knew she'd probably scold him instead of answering.
Thus began another episode of the "Hopelessly Romantic Idiot from Douluo Continent."
Not even Tang Shenwang himself could stop him.
The once–great God King's son had officially begun his descent into the dark abyss of simpdom.
Xu Xiaoyan stared at the two idiots in disgust.
"Are you done yet, you two?"
"Especially you, Tang Wulin! What happened to you? You were such a promising boy! You must have picked up bad habits from him!"
"Hey, hey!" Xie Xie was indignant. "How is this my fault!? I've done nothing wrong!"
His voice was righteous, like a beam of light itself—quite literally, given his Light Dragon Dagger.
Sure, he'd been hanging out with Tang Wulin all the time, but there was no way this transformation happened on his watch. Maybe Jiang Chen was to blame?
No, that didn't fit either.
(Jiang Chen: Don't drag me into this!)
Could it be… jogging? Just one morning run changed him like this?
Xie Xie shuddered dramatically.
"No way! I'm never running with a girl ever again! I refuse to end up like Tang Wulin—it's horrifying!"
Xu Xiaoyan furiously pressed a napkin to her face.
"Xie Xie, could you please learn some manners?"
"Relax! I, Xie Xie, will never become a simping fool!"
Ignoring him, she turned to the starry-eyed Tang Wulin with exasperation.
"Tang Wulin, listen. Zi Xin is my friend. I can't just betray her trust for something like this."
"I understand, I understand!"
Tang Wulin reluctantly pulled out his hard-earned credit cards.
A yellow credit card meant one thousand credits. He slid one across the table.
Xu Xiaoyan's jaw dropped. "That's not what I meant! Do you take me for that kind of person!?"
Tang Wulin winced, then silently placed another one on the table.
Each was a reward from his mentor after passing advanced forging assessments. He only had two left total.
"You're hopeless," Xu Xiaoyan muttered.
In the end, worn down by his persistence, she handed over Ouyang Zixin's schedule anyway—but not without a stern warning.
"As a friend, it's my responsibility to remind you: Sister Zi Xin is focused entirely on mecha engineering. You're a forgemaster. Don't waste your time or undermine your talent."
Uh…
Even Xu Xiaoyan seemed startled by her own words. She'd been lazing around plenty lately—what right did she have to lecture him?
"Anyway…" she said, placing her hands on her hips. "Make sure you think this through."
"Don't worry—I know what I'm doing!" Tang Wulin answered cheerfully.
(END CHAPTER)
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