Chapter 20 Tang San is sweating. Why is Wang Dong resisting the soul tool?
Beyond the sky, a dark world.
"Gurgle..."
Someone swallowed hard, breaking the deathly silence.
Immediately afterwards, the entire dark world boiled over completely, like a kettle of boiling water!
Discussions began to rise and fall throughout the underworld.
"My God... that Elder Xuan from the White World, he's too powerful!"
"No wonder Shrek Academy in the White World is so wealthy, even giving away level-nine soul tools to freshmen like they're free! It turns out they have the resources of an entire alien continent behind them!"
"Yes! Just think about it, one ferocious beast is enough to feed the whole school for half a month, and its flesh and blood are full of essence! Add to that the rare metals and medicinal herbs of that world... it's simply an inexhaustible gold mine!"
The more they thought about it, the more their scalps tingled with unease.
They originally thought that Bai Shijie's wealth was simply due to its skillful management or advanced soul tool technology.
But now it seems like the scope was too narrow, really too narrow! They were just clearing out the otherworld dungeon and grinding for gear!
Inside the Sea God Pavilion, Moon sat in a wheelchair, a deep sense of shock and desolation flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
"Crossing dimensions...hunting ferocious beasts..."
Moon muttered to himself, then sighed.
Both are Xuanzi, both possess the Taotie Divine Ox Martial Soul, and both have extremely high talent in their original world trajectory.
But now, in comparison...
In that world, Xuanzi dared to challenge for godhood and explore unknown otherworldly realms for the development of the academy and the future of humanity. He was even able to support the entire school's teachers and students on his own.
What courage! What methods!
And what about Xuanzi on their side?
Moon sighed inwardly.
Although he is also a level 98 Super Douluo, he is considered a giant on the continent.
But aside from drinking and eating meat, and being prone to impulsiveness, how much of his work has truly contributed constructively to the college?
"Even if it's only half...no, one-tenth of Bai Xuanzi's ability, Shrek Academy wouldn't be..."
Moon didn't continue thinking about it, but the disappointment in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Meanwhile, at the restaurant...
At this moment, Xuanzi felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the street, so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear.
He was still holding the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand, but now that chicken leg felt like a hot potato.
Listening to the surrounding whispers, some praising Bai Xuanzi, others subtly belittling him, Xuanzi felt a burning pain on his face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to disappear into and never come out again.
"Why...why can my other self do this?"
Xuanzi roared inwardly, feeling both deep jealousy and an indescribable sense of powerlessness.
...
The video continued playing against the backdrop of the sky.
In the cafeteria, Huo Yuhao devoured all the food on his plate in a flash.
As he swallowed the last piece of beast meat, he felt as if a flame was burning within him, its pure energy continuously nourishing his limbs and bones.
"Whew—that felt so good!"
Huo Yuhao let out a long sigh of relief, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"Senior Bei Bei, Senior Tang Ya, I have to go back!" Huo Yuhao stood up, his eyes resolute. "After eating such good food, I need to hurry back to cultivate. I can't waste a single bit of energy!"
"Go ahead, go ahead," Tang Ya said with a smile, waving her hand. "You really are a cultivation fanatic."
Huo Yuhao bid farewell to the two and hurried towards his dormitory.
In this place so rich in resources and with such a superior environment, he understood the meaning of "cherish" even more deeply. Every minute and every second was incredibly precious to him.
Outside the canopy, the crowd sighed with emotion.
"What a good child."
"Yes, even with such good conditions, he hasn't slacked off at all; on the contrary, he's worked even harder. This child is destined for greatness!"
Many parents pointed at Huo Yuhao in the sky and began to lecture their children: "Look at him! He even has to hurry back to cultivate after eating. And look at you kids, all you do is play all day!"
...
The scene on the screen shifts.
Huo Yuhao returned to that luxurious student building.
As he passed the neighboring dormitory, Huo Yuhao subconsciously peeked inside through the door, which wasn't fully closed.
That's Wang Dong's dormitory.
The incredibly handsome young man was sprawled out on the soft bed, fast asleep.
[His room was also equipped with top-tier spirit-gathering arrays and soul-guiding devices to aid cultivation. These devices emitted a soft glow, but he didn't even glance at them, let alone use them.]
Huo Yuhao paused for a moment, but quickly looked away.
After all, he didn't know the other person, so there was no need for him to say anything.
Everyone has the right to make their own choices. Just because Huo Yuhao doesn't want to waste an opportunity doesn't mean we should expect others to do the same.
Huo Yuhao shook his head, swiped his card to enter his dormitory, closed the door, sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit-gathering array, and began to cultivate with complete absorption.
This scene immediately sparked heated discussions among the Soul Masters of the Underworld.
"Oh dear, how can this kid named Wang Dong be so insensible?"
Someone slapped their thigh in exasperation, "Such a good level nine spirit-gathering array, such abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth, why isn't he cultivating? He's actually sleeping soundly?!"
"That's the difference! Look at Huo Yuhao, and then look at him. No matter how talented you are, it's all for nothing if you don't work hard!"
"I'm so lucky, I don't even know how lucky I am! If I could live there, I'd love to stay up 24/7 and cultivate!"
...
The Dark World, inside Shrek Academy.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao from the Underworld was standing with Wang Dong from the Underworld, looking at the scene in the sky.
"Wang Dong."
Huo Yuhao turned his head and looked at his companion with some confusion, "You from that world... didn't seem to have any interest in those soul tools?"
"Logically speaking, with such powerful cultivation-enhancing effects, any Soul Master would be tempted, right? Why would you..."
Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you still have a prejudice against soul tools?"
In the underworld, Wang Dong initially disliked soul tools, but as he experienced more, this prejudice gradually diminished.
But Wang Dong in the sky, with that indifferent attitude, acted as if he had seen something he hated.
Wang Dong looked at his own reflection in the sky, fast asleep, his brows furrowing slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
"No...it's not prejudice."
Wang Dong shook his head and said hesitantly, "I can't really explain it. It's just... an instinctive resistance."
"An instinctive resistance?" Huo Yuhao was taken aback.
"Um."
Wang Dong took a deep breath, seemingly trying to recall that feeling.
"Every time I get close to those intricate and complex soul tools, or try to use them, I feel inexplicably agitated."
"It's like... it's like something inside the body is rejecting them."
"That feeling was so intense that I couldn't concentrate on using the soul tool for cultivation."
Even though I know they are good things, I just... can't use them.
Wang Dong gave a bitter laugh. "I think I must feel the same way in that other world. It's more comfortable to sleep than to face things that make me uncomfortable."
"Such a thing is true?"
Huo Yuhao was even more puzzled and reached out to touch Wang Dong's forehead.
Are you sick?
"I don't know, I've been like this since I was little."
Wang Dong shrugged, looking helpless.
"Maybe I'm just born to be incompatible with soul tools."
...
The realm of the gods, the temple of the sea god.
"strangeness..."
Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes were filled with worry as she looked at her "daughter" in the picture and asked in confusion.
"Third Brother, what's wrong with Xiao Qi? Why isn't she making good use of such a good thing? That's really wrong of her."
Faced with Xiao Wu's question, Tang San, who was standing to the side, maintained his dignified and calm image as a god king on the surface, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he felt an indescribable embarrassment.
Why the rejection?
What else could it be? It's that wisp of "divine thought" he planted deep within Wang Dong's soul that's causing trouble!
As a staunch supporter of the traditional Soul Master system, or rather, as someone who once made his fortune using hidden weapons...
Tang San subconsciously harbored deep vigilance and aversion towards this soul tool technology, which could threaten the status of Tang Sect's hidden weapons and even shake the rule of the God Realm.
This subconsciousness naturally influenced Wang Dong in the lower realm through that wisp of divine thought.
Whenever Wang Dong touches the soul tool, that wisp of divine thought will release a weak rejection signal, causing her to instinctively feel disgust and irritation.
But can I talk about this?
Absolutely not!
If this were to be said out loud, it would mean that he was deliberately interfering with the development of the lower realm, and even restricting his daughter's growth.
If Xiao Wu finds out, won't his image be ruined?
"Cough cough..."
Tang San coughed twice, forcing himself to calm down, and then spoke nonsense with a straight face:
"Well... it's probably because Xiao Qi is a bit stubborn. He values self-cultivation and is somewhat disdainful of external assistance."
Tang San tried to gloss over the matter with a seemingly reasonable theory.
"As you know, this child has been spoiled since he was little, so it's normal for him to have a bit of a personality. He probably just doesn't like it."
"Is that so?" Xiao Wu felt that the reason was a bit far-fetched, but she couldn't find any other explanation, so she could only nod reluctantly.
Meanwhile, in another part of the divine realm, the God of Destruction, his eyes hidden beneath his cloak, narrowed slightly as he scanned the scene.
He had a feeling that something was off, but he couldn't be sure yet.
Since that's the case, let's wait and see...
(End of chapter)