"Haa..."
On the silent arena, Lu Cheng exhaled a puff of white mist. A smile appeared on his handsome face as he looked at the stunned referee beside him: "Can you announce the victory now?"
"Shrek Academy…Wins!"
The referee swallowed hard. In his field of vision, in the area swallowed by flames, several teachers from the Qianling Team rushed into the sea of fire, lifted the figures who were clearly severely burned and injured by the flames onto stretchers, and hurried away. Only then did his gaze gradually shift back to Lu Cheng, and he spoke into the spirit tool megaphone.
Regardless of whether the opponents were dead or alive, Shrek was bound to win. Of course, judging by their aura, although those guys were severely injured, they still had a breath of life left.
However, it was almost impossible for them to participate in subsequent matches.
In other words, the Qianling Team was completely out of the subsequent matches and should pack up and leave.
The previous dispute between the two sides had happened right in front of him.
Even he had subconsciously leaned towards the Qianling Team winning, expecting Shrek Academy to suffer a huge loss, but he never thought that this youth, with the power of one person alone, would completely turn the tide of the battle.
As for his earlier words about not wasting his time, surely the many Qianling Team members lying on the stretchers now had a deeper understanding and appreciation of that sentence.
What a monster of a guy… Shrek Academy will have no worries for a hundred years.
The referee sighed softly.
"Shrek, Shrek!"
Cheers filled every corner of the arena.
Countless people stared fanatically at that slender figure. Young girls cast amorous glances, holding flower baskets and scattering flowers downwards. Meanwhile, the gamblers who had placed heavy bets on Shrek Academy appeared even crazier; they wildly threw gold coins, going from a situation that was almost certain to lose to Lu Cheng completely crushing the Qianling Team and achieving a one-man clearance.
They had earned back the gold coins they were about to lose everything on.
There were also many commoners, their eyes shining as they stared at Lu Cheng on the stage.
Who does not crave fame at a young age, who does not crave standing proudly on a stage under the spotlight, enjoying the admiration of thousands?
Shrek resting area.
"You are actually this strong?" Wu Feng said, her small face full of astonishment.
"So-so," Lu Cheng said, waving his hand leisurely. "You guys continue; I still have something to do…Right, Wang Dong'er, come with me for a moment."
"Oh, oh…"
Wang Dong'er felt quite flattered. After all, this guy had just crushed the Qianling Team, shocking the entire audience, and was currently the center of attention, with countless gazes falling on him.
As the two figures disappeared into the resting area.
The Shrek group also watched the subsequent matches with great interest.
On the side, the Sun Moon Empire Imperial Soul Engineering Academy team was completely silent.
The white-haired old man with a ponytail had a solemn look in his eyes: "What a terrifying aura, what precise force…"
He was the chief of Mingde Hall, a Level 9 soul engineer, and naturally, his perception of mental force was sharper. Just a moment ago, that youth summoned the Fire Bow combined with mental auxiliary aiming; the coordination of the two top-tier martial souls was masterful, and the power was shocking.
"And its twin spirits; no wonder he had the courage to stand there, facing an entire team alone."
"The road to the championship will probably be a bit difficult now." Ma Rulong crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes equally solemn.
Under the oppression of that strange golden bird, his beast-type martial soul felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation. Even though he was a Level 6 Soul Engineer and a Soul Emperor powerhouse, he felt a sense of extreme sharpness and intensity.
If it were him…could he block this attack?
Invincible Barrier?
It could only last for three seconds, not enough. A standard Level 6 defensive spirit tool probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow, let alone the fact that the youth clearly hadn't used the last two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings that were flashing with dazzling luster!
Just the first purple soul ring flashing was enough to shoot through Shen Ce's Thousand-Strike Spear, which had been enhanced by enchantment.
It was clear that he still had trump cards left.
If he went on stage, could he really defeat him?
Probably very difficult…
Xiao Hongchen, who had just been in a posture of regret, had his proud smile stiffen, and the corner of his eye twitched wildly. Being a Soul King himself, if he were to face that guy, he probably wouldn't be able to take more than a few arrows.
The damage from the Fire Bow in that youth's hand was simply too formidable.
And the smile shifted to the pretty face of Meng Hongchen on the side, the latter smiling and teasing her brother. "Brother, what about now?"
…
Hotel top floor.
Inside the room.
Lu Cheng looked at Wang Dong'er solemnly. "I will confirm one last time. If this forbidden spell is truly removed, it means that you will completely break away from the Clear Sky Sect. I will bear the pressure of the Clear Sky Sect; it will not fall on your shoulders, but the severance of the relationship…requires you to do it yourself."
"If you decide, you must completely cut off the last thread of connection with the Clear Sky Sect. Otherwise, if you soften your heart and are tricked back to the Clear Sky Sect, the consequences…"
"I am sure!"
Wang Dong'er nodded heavily.
A god's forbidden spell was, in itself, a curse. She did not want to be a butterfly struggling in that spider web; she wanted to fly out of the spider web, free and unfettered.
She had also figured it out these days; the Clear Sky Sect was perhaps the cage that the god used to bind her. If she were to return to the Clear Sky Sect, wouldn't she be willingly degrading herself?
As for Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle…
One could only say, hopefully, the two of them could leave the last bit of beauty in her heart; after all, that love and doting did not seem fake.
"Alright, Elder, trouble you."
Lu Cheng nodded slightly, his body stiffened, and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils were tinged with a pale golden light.
"Child, relax…"
Lu Cheng spoke in an aged voice. Wang Dong'er took a deep breath, trusting that Lu Cheng would not harm her, and forcing back her fear, she held her breath and focused.
In the azure spiritual ocean.
A pale blue butterfly danced in mid-air.
And another mass of sea-blue light stood at the peak of the spiritual ocean, usually resting quietly with almost no presence, but once an outsider entered here, it would roar like a lion, asserting its territory.
A mass of grey mist slowly condensed into Electrolux's aged figure.
Before that sea-blue light could react, the latter suddenly raised his staff high, and the dense grey mist wrapped around the entire spiritual ocean, preventing the fluctuations occurring here from leaking out.
Hum…
With Electrolux's hostile actions, that sea-blue light also gradually condensed into an azure figure holding a trident, eyes looking down at Electrolux indifferently: "What kind of petty person dares to intrude here? Get out of here within one breath, otherwise…"
"Hehe, we are all incomplete divine senses; why talk such big words, let alone a mere mental imprint?"
Electrolux said with a smile. With a wave of his staff, the overwhelming grey mist surged toward that Tang San figure.
"Incorrect…"
That Tang San phantom was stunned at first, then astonished that Electrolux was also divine sense. After searching his mind and not recalling any information about this god, he snorted coldly: "Where did a nameless little god come from, daring to covet this seat's daughter? You have already found your way to death!!"
After saying that, the two figures began to fight.
But clearly, Electrolux, bolstered by the Life Gold, fought more bravely as the battle went on. In just a few rounds, he completely subdued Tang San, squeezing the roaring, angry divine sense imprint into a small ball, which floated in his palm.
"Resolved."
Lu Cheng opened his eyes again and saw Electrolux smiling beside him.
He was still toying with a wisp of Tang San's divine sense imprint in his hand.
The latter roared angrily, but it was to no avail. He could only be firmly trapped by the grey cage, constantly spouting incomprehensible words, like "You have already found your way to death" or "I am the Asura law enforcement," and the like, which made everyone burst into laughter, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.
"Is he a god?"
Wang Dong'er's eyes were filled with terror as she hid behind Lu Cheng.
"Correct, he is the divine sense imprint inside your body, the forbidden spell cast by that god." Lu Cheng nodded slightly.
"Wu… Dong'er, don't listen to others' slander; I am your father! Everything I did was for you!" Tang San struggled desperately.
"…" Wang Dong'er pursed her lips, unmoved.
It was just like pulling out a parasite hidden in the body. There was an added sense of disgust; how could she possibly have any good feelings for such a guy?
"Girl, don't believe this guy's nonsense." Even Electrolux couldn't watch anymore, frowning slightly: "This forbidden spell is clearly a blunt instrument, without any regard for damage to your soul. This is clearly the attitude of treating you as a pawn that can be discarded at will. And according to my recent inspection, your previous memories were also forcibly snatched away…"
"In this situation, if one is not careful, it is possible to damage your soul, and becoming an idiot is even possible."
Lu Cheng chuckled, arms crossed over his chest, without saying a word.
It was quite interesting; Tang San was now unable to defend himself.
To prove he was the father, he first had to justify this series of actions, and these things were impossible to explain. After all, in his eyes, the daughter he loved was Tang Wutong, and definitely not Wang Dong'er…
"Don't try to bewitch me!"
Wang Dong'er stared angrily at Tang San.
She then timidly hid behind Lu Cheng: "Will this thing come back for revenge…"
"No."
Lu Cheng smiled and shook his head.
This thing was equivalent to Tang San's tracker in the human world. After being removed by Electrolux, the Clear Sky Sect could not find any traces. And Tang San was currently in the God Realm, had not yet established a firm foothold, and was not qualified to rashly descend to the Lower Realm or search for it himself.
Not to mention that this divine sense imprint was now controlled by Electrolux and could not make contact with the Tang San outside. Even if they exposed some secrets in front of it, it wouldn't matter.
"That's good…"
Wang Dong'er patted her chest, her pretty face full of relief. She felt her whole body was light, like a happy butterfly.
"I've decided; today I'll tell everyone that I am a girl." Wang Dong'er said with a smile, kissing Lu Cheng on the cheek, then tying up her hair and running downstairs to the hotel.
Inside the room.
Lu Cheng and Electrolux looked at Tang San, staring at each other.
"What to do, keep it for now?" Electrolux asked.
"Hmm, this thing is, after all, split from Tang San's origin divine sense, and it also carries a trace of Sea God divine force. It might be useful in the future." Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly.
"Alright." Electrolux didn't waste any more words, directly kneading the divine sense imprint into a ball, and regardless of Tang San's miserable screams, he stored it in a space.
"Rest assured, this Undead Plane I created is not on this continent; even that God Realm cannot make contact with it."
"The teacher is still the most thoughtful." Lu Cheng said with a smile.
"Are you interested in my undead magic?" Electrolux asked pointedly.
"Very interested." Lu Cheng nodded.
Undead magic plus explosions—he was very interested.
One self-detonating truck after another, rushing in directly and being able to recycle, was simply like a cheat-level existence, not to mention having a huge Undead Plane.
Moreover, what Electrolux knew was far more than just Undead Magic; he was a magic genius and had dabbled in various kinds of magic. It was just that Undead Magic was what he was most proficient in.
"Hahahaha"
Electrolux laughed loudly.
"Since that's the case, when you have time, come and learn Undead Magic from me."
Clear Sky Sect.
Surrounded by misty clouds, this place was located at the peak of the mountains. Looking down from this secluded courtyard, it felt like viewing all the mountains from a height. At this moment, two burly men were pouring wine for each other.
Suddenly, the former's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at the burly man who had just gulped down a bowl of brewed wine and was smacking his lips, unsatisfied: "Big Brother, something seems to have happened on Xiao Dong's side!"
"Hiss"
The burly man called Big Brother frowned slightly, and the fine wine he had raised in his hand also paused at his lips, then slowly put it down.
He stood up, his gaze falling outside the strange clouds and mist.
…
"His forbidden spell experienced a momentary fluctuation," Da Ming pondered. "But it was only for a moment, and we can no longer sense it."
After pondering for a moment, he still gestured for his younger brother to sit down.
"Rest assured, there won't be any trouble."
"That is His divine sense imprint; surely He is adjusting it Himself. After all, on this continent, who has the qualifications to shake a god's divine sense imprint? Even if one dared, they would only be detected by Him in the sky."
"We just need to wait for instructions; no need to be so sensitive."
Da Ming waved his hand.
"Sigh."
After Er Ming sat down, he hugged a wine jar again and gulped it down fiercely. The wine flowed down his throat, sweet and sharp, but it tasted a bit bitter.
"Big Brother, you say…in the future, after restoring Wutong, will she still be Dong'er?"
"Shut up!" Da Ming glared angrily at Er Ming. "Some things are not for you to say."
"…"
Er Ming fell silent, just continuously gulping down wine.
God Realm.
Tang San was located in front of the palace, looking down at the world below indifferently.
Hands behind his back.
Daring to cast the bait out at least proved that there was a line connected to the fishing rod behind it. After the fish took the bait, he was the complete chess player. No matter how arrogant and haughty that kid was, he would have to let him be manipulated.
He was quite satisfied with his masterpiece.
And things were developing just as he expected.
That guy took the bait.
Ever since the two slept in the same room, he had been grinning from ear to ear.
And as their relationship became more intimate, it was also following his plan. Next, he had to prepare some setbacks to make that guy even more devoted to Wang Dong'er, the next step to completely becoming a lackey for his Tang Clan.
Love Questioning Valley.
"So…"
But just as he was fantasizing about taking down Lu Cheng and strengthening the Tang Clan's power, he would then be able to walk sideways in the God Realm.
A needle-like stinging pain, like a slap, was fiercely delivered.
Waking him up abruptly.
"Something is wrong…"
Tang San felt the divine sense imprint gradually losing contact, and the smile on his face slowly solidified: "Where is my divine sense imprint?!!!"
Notes:
Bonus from Corrupting Heroine