Five days later—
Su Yunlin set off for school once again. This time, he went together with Tang Wutong—though, of course, she had already reverted to Wang Dong's former appearance.
Su Yunlin couldn't help but feel curious about the secret technique she used. When she was in her female form, her figure was clearly graceful and well-proportioned, yet once she switched to male attire, it all vanished completely. She could even produce an Adam's apple.
Wang Dong explained that it was a special secret art. As for certain areas… a bit of binding was enough, and with the school uniform on, nothing could be seen anyway.
Su Yunlin was at a loss for words. Don't crush the future food supply for my children.
The two stepped into Shrek City once more. Wang Dong walked along with her hands behind her head, clearly in a good mood.
Suddenly, Su Yunlin thought of something. "Oh right, Wang Dong—did you use your sect's resources to look for a suitable left arm Spirit Bone?"
Wang Dong looked confused. "Left arm Spirit Bone? What do you need that for?"
Su Yunlin slapped his forehead. "Did you forget the secret method Spirit Bone that Granny Zhou gave us?"
Realization dawned on Wang Dong. "Oh—right, I forgot! But what's the use? Wait… you're planning to fuse two left arm bones together, aren't you? But how could it be so easy to find two left arm Spirit Bones with similar attributes?"
Su Yunlin flicked her forehead. "Are you dumb? The Treasure Appreciation Auction in Shrek City, specifically for core disciples, is about to start. We can go try our luck there.
With our cultivation and talent, do you really think Shrek Academy wouldn't treat us like treasures? They'll definitely bring out some good stuff and let us buy on credit."
"Right~ Yunlin, you're so smart. I'll contact my family right away."
Wang Dong stopped in her tracks and waved toward somewhere behind her. Immediately, several burly men in leather outfits appeared.
"You heard our conversation just now, right? Go report to my Second Dad—have him find some high-quality left arm Spirit Bones. One with a light attribute, and another with a dark attribute."
"Yes!"
After receiving Young Lady Tang's orders, the members of the Clear Sky Sect quickly withdrew.
"Tsk, Miss Tang, are you planning to keep me as your boy toy?" Su Yunlin teased with a grin.
Wang Dong stepped closer and put on a cute expression. "Why not? I can't compete with you in cultivation anyway. But I do happen to be quite wealthy, so I'll just spend money to support you."
Su Yunlin burst out laughing. "You sound just like the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—solving everything with money. Come on, you wield a hammer. Don't do things that don't match your identity."
Wang Dong huffed softly. "Hmph! I like it this way! Let me tell you, my Clear Sky Hammer has improved greatly. If you bully me, I'll smash your chest with it."
Su Yunlin sucked in a breath. "Smash my chest with the Clear Sky Hammer? I'm not of the Angel Martial Soul, and my surname isn't Qian—don't go hitting me with that broken hammer!"
Wang Dong tilted her head. "Huh? What does that have to do with Angel Martial Souls or the surname Qian?"
Su Yunlin smiled faintly. "That's a major event in Spirit Master history, and you don't know it? Back in the Spirit Hall era ten thousand years ago, Sea God Tang San's enemy was the Angel God Qian Renxue.
Going further back, Tang San's father, the Clear Sky Douluo, smashed the then Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji. And before that, the most outstanding Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen, defeated Qian Daoliu, who was known as invincible in the skies.
See? Three generations of their family used the Clear Sky Hammer to beat up Angels—all with the surname Qian. So, Miss Tang, you should be smashing people named Qian with Angel Martial Souls, not me!"
Wang Dong suddenly understood. "Oh so that's it! Don't worry, I dote on you too much to ever hit you. I'll only cherish my dear brother"
Su Yunlin's mouth twitched. "Why does that sound so… manipulative?"
The two chatted as they walked, eventually arriving beneath the statues of the first generation of the Shrek Seven Monsters. Looking at the statue of Tang San before him, a mischievous thought suddenly surfaced in Su Yunlin's mind.
He glanced around furtively like a thief, confirming no one was nearby. Then he hooked an arm around Wang Dong's shoulders.
"What are you doing? Mm—"
Their lips met lightly.
Su Yunlin felt the softness of Wang Dong's lips and instinctively wanted to deepen the kiss, but he knew this wasn't the right place.
He pulled back, a faint blush on his face. In truth, he was all theory and no practice.
Wang Dong, meanwhile, was completely frozen. Then her entire face flushed bright red.
Knowing she needed time to process, Su Yunlin simply kept his arm around her shoulders and nudged her forward.
After all, two "guys" walking shoulder to shoulder was perfectly normal, right?
Not long after they left, a crack suddenly appeared at the corner of Tang San's statue's eye, making it look as though it were shedding tears.
The two made their way back to the dormitory. Su Yunlin deliberately checked—Mu En wasn't there.
He brought the still stiff and dazed Wang Dong back into their room and had her sit on the bed. Her beautiful pink-blue eyes were still unfocused. He waved a hand in front of her.
"No way… don't scare me like this."
Gradually, Wang Dong came back to her senses. Her face was as red as a ripe persimmon as she shoved Su Yunlin away. "You shameless jerk!"
"Whoa—!" Su Yunlin hadn't expected her strength to increase so much. He was sent sprawling onto the ground, landing squarely on his backside.
Startled, Wang Dong quickly helped him up.
"What just happened? How did I end up on the floor?" Su Yunlin was also a bit dazed. Normally, he would've reacted in time, but he had no guard up against Wang Dong—and after that bold move earlier, he'd been secretly pleased. Then… this.
Helping him up, Wang Dong looked at his handsome face, recalling what had just happened. Her cheeks flushed even deeper.
"This jerk just stole my first kiss like that. Not romantic at all."
She hugged her knees, her mind replaying that moment over and over—the first time she truly felt Su Yunlin's presence so closely.
Su Yunlin scratched his head. "I thought it was pretty romantic. I even did it under the witness of Sea God Tang San. The atmosphere and setting were great."
Wang Dong turned her head away, puffing her cheeks in a clear "If you don't coax me, I'm ignoring you" expression.
Su Yunlin naturally understood that now was the time to properly comfort this proud little swan.
Deep down, he genuinely liked Wang Dong. Perhaps he had a soft spot for tsundere personalities. She might be a bit prideful, but she was gentle at heart, with occasional flashes of a mischievous streak. In every way, he liked her—because she was Wang Dong.
She had told him before that her real name was Tang Wutong, a name given by her parents, meaning their little phoenix.
As far as names went, Su Yunlin didn't mind. As long as she was still herself—lively and vibrant—that was enough.
He wasn't Huo Yuhao, wagging his tail just because he'd been thrown a bone. In his previous life, he hadn't waited for belated justice—he had taken revenge in his own way, then ended his life.
Whether she was Wang Dong or Tang Wutong, Su Yunlin would never allow anything to happen to her. No matter who it was—even if it were a lofty God King, even if it were her own father!
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Divine Realm—
The God Kings of Good and Evil both turned their gazes toward Tang San, who was sitting off to the side on the cold bench.
"Why are you looking at me?" Tang San asked.
The Evil God sized him up. "Tell me honestly—did you really plan to have your daughter approach the Child of Destiny, then split off a strand of her divine consciousness and place it into that Imperial Auspicious Beast?"
The God of Good also looked at him. "Tang San, I suggest you answer carefully. You know you can't lie in front of us."
Tang San was speechless. What did they take him for? When had he ever planned to split his daughter's consciousness? Let Xiao Qi go down and have some fun, sure—but as for that rising star, he had his own arrangements.
"I don't know. I never had such thoughts. Could it be… a version of me from a parallel universe? At our level, we both know there are other universes beyond this one. There might be similar worlds."
The Evil God nodded. "Parallel universes are indeed a possibility. We gathered such information from other destroyed Divine Realms. It's said that one Divine Realm once pooled all its power to send a god to another universe.
But I still feel like beating you up—because you're also Tang San!"
The God Kings of Good and Evil immediately made their move, pinning Tang San to the ground and giving him a thorough beating.
Of course, it wasn't a life-or-death assault. They both understood that the Tang San before them was quite different from the one in Su Yunlin's memories.
In this world, Tang San had indeed overthrown Spirit Hall on the Douluo Continent, defeated Qian Renxue, and killed Bibi Dong. He had also brought a period of peace between the continent's two great empires.
As for the wars that came later, that couldn't be helped. Tang San hadn't intended to unify the continent back then—his lack of broader vision meant that after he left, things gradually returned to chaos.
In this version of events, Tang San had accomplished many things. For example, in Su Yunlin's memories, Tang San's close friend on the Douluo Continent, the Phoenix God Ma Hongjun, had ascended to the Divine Realm alone.
But here, the Phoenix God had his wife by his side. Though she was only a low-ranking divine official, the couple was deeply in love—considered a model pair in the Divine Realm.
Moreover, many of the seniors who had once helped Tang San had been revived in the Divine Realm as deities. One of them had even established the Godhood of the Sword God.
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