Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

early morning……

Sheng Yangyue opened her eyes, looked at the bright sun outside the window, and realized that a new day had begun, and it was time to start collecting the last bit of luck.

The game of chess, which was halfway through, was finally about to end with the next move.

After washing up, Sheng Yangyue went downstairs and saw Ye Xishui already standing downstairs in the dormitory building.

The two looked at each other in silence until Sheng Yangyue finally spoke first: "Let's go eat."

Ye Xishui nodded and silently followed.

At this moment, she was wearing a glove on her right hand, and she appeared unusually silent, simply following quietly behind Sheng Yangyue, her gaze fixed on his back...

After finishing breakfast, the two did not exchange a single word, and then went together to Kong Deming's office.

Seeing the two walk in side by side, Kong Deming immediately put down his teacup and gestured for them to sit down. He then said, "In this Soul Master Competition, our Sun Moon Team should have won, but due to some special reasons, we can only announce that Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Team drew."

"Shrek Academy is truly shameless." Sheng Yangyue said calmly, clearly not caring—he had seen this outcome countless times before.

Just as I remembered, Xu Yu was tough on his own country but weak on foreign countries. No wonder his descendants were wiped out; it was all their own doing.

"Yang Yue, it seems you guessed this all along?"

Kong Deming originally thought that Sheng Yangyue would be extremely dissatisfied after learning of the result, but the boy in front of him seemed completely unconcerned, which made him curious and he couldn't help but ask.

"That so-called victory or defeat is completely unimportant to me," Sheng Yangyue yawned, explaining casually. "I just need everyone to know that I am the strongest!"

Furthermore, one must seize all the good fortune.

He silently added a sentence in his mind.

Seeing that Sheng Yangyue truly had no dissatisfaction whatsoever, Kong Deming nodded in satisfaction.

He had previously worried that Sheng Yangyue might harbor resentment over this matter and act impulsively—after all, most geniuses value the title of "number one" above all else.

But to his surprise, Sheng Yangyue didn't care at all; this attitude far exceeded his expectations.

However, this is for the best. Too many geniuses, because they are too obsessed with empty fame, eventually develop inner demons and can no longer break through their bottlenecks.

Just like himself, he rashly gave up cultivating his second martial soul in order to break through his realm, and now he can no longer cultivate his second martial soul; more accurately, his current body can no longer withstand the burden generated when his second martial soul absorbs soul rings.

"The second thing is about the exchange student arrangements." Kong Deming changed the subject and got down to business. "The exchange student program will start in a few months. I've discussed it with Professor Chen and we've decided that you, Ye Xishui, and a few other students I've arranged will go to Shrek for further studies."

At this point, he specifically instructed, "Yang Yue, I have to remind you, Shrek Academy is just a place that 'promises the moon.' No matter how many benefits they promise you, it's just to keep you in check."

Only our Sun and Moon Academy can provide you with the most genuine resources and support!

“I understand.” Sheng Yangyue raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with disdain. “Do you think I’d be like those fools, easily fooled by their empty words?”

"That's good." Kong Deming breathed a sigh of relief, then waved his hand. "You guys go back and rest first. The academy has given you a few days off. If you have any questions during this time, you can come to me or Elder Chen."

"Ok."

Sheng Yangyue acknowledged her farewell and got up to leave the office.

Ye Xishui, who was standing to the side, was silent for half a second, and then followed closely behind.

As Kong Deming watched the two figures leave, he felt that something was off today—why had Ye Xishui not said a word the whole time?
Logically speaking, she should have been extremely excited about getting a spot as an exchange student at Shrek Academy, so why was she so calm?
Having spent time with her, he had already realized that Ye Xishui's becoming Zhongli Laogui's disciple was not voluntary, but forced.

So, in order to help her get rid of Zhongli Laogui's control, he and Chen Lao specially tried to make her an exchange student as well. Logically speaking, she should be able to understand their intentions.

Why is she so calm and silent today?

However, upon further reflection, Kong Deming stopped worrying about it—this child was more mature than her peers and perhaps had her own plans. As long as she didn't harm the academy or affect Sheng Yang Yue, he would let her do whatever she wanted.

Sheng Yangyue hadn't gone far down the corridor where the office was located when Ye Xishui finally spoke up behind her, her voice slightly hoarse: "Yangyue, is there something you want to tell me?"

Hearing the girl's voice behind her, Sheng Yangyue stopped and turned her head to say, "Come with me." Ye Xishui was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she softly replied, "Okay," and followed.

Sheng Yangyue led Ye Xishui to a pavilion.

It was during class time, and there was no one else in the pavilion except for the two of them.

Sheng Yangyue sat down first, gesturing for Ye Xishui to sit opposite him. After Ye Xishui sat down, he went straight to the point without any preamble: "Ye Xishui, once the exchange student program begins, our deal will be completely over."

"Yang Yue, what do you mean by that?" Ye Xishui's voice tightened instantly.

“What I mean is, once we get to Shrek Academy, we'll go our separate ways.” Sheng Yangyue’s tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable resolve. “Do you understand?”

These words struck Ye Xishui like a bolt from the blue—causing her even more pain than when Zhongli the old ghost planted the blood curse on her yesterday.

She never imagined that Sheng Yangyue would say such a thing to her.

Was the time they spent together in the past just a transaction in his eyes?

So what am I to him?
Is it just a tool to be exploited?

"I understand."

In the end, Ye Xishui neither roared nor shed tears, but simply looked at Sheng Yangyue with red eyes, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time. As for that melee soul tool, I will make it for you as soon as possible."

“No need.” Sheng Yangyue refused directly. “It was just a casual remark at the time. You don’t need to waste your time on that thing.”

“No, it has to be done.” Ye Xishui shook her head stubbornly, her tone carrying a hint of a Soul Master’s insistence. “This is the dedication that a Soul Master should have. Well… goodbye.”

After saying that, Ye Xishui immediately stood up, turned around and left without looking back.

The sunlight fell on her back, making her look particularly desolate, like a wounded kitten curled up alone in a corner unknown to anyone, receiving no comfort.

Sheng Yangyue sat calmly in the pavilion, watching Ye Xishui's figure disappear from sight.

He slowly took out a black notebook, opened it, and then took out a pen. He gently crossed out the three words "Ye Xishui" from the three names listed on the paper and muttered to himself, "There are still two people's luck left."

On the other side, Ye Xishui had just returned to her dormitory when she slammed the door shut and locked it behind her.

She slid slowly to the ground, leaning against the door, and finally let out a long-suppressed sob.

So this is what it feels like to be used.

I was just being delusional.

She thought she was about to touch the light, but unexpectedly, at the very moment the light was about to arrive, she was violently thrown back into the endless abyss.

Am I really not worthy of seeing the light?

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xishui finally cried herself to sleep. She slowly stood up, her gaze falling on the unfinished soul tool on the corner of the table.

After a moment of silence, she wiped away her tears, picked up her tools again, and continued her focused study.

Even though she was so badly injured, she still did not forget to forge that melee soul tool for Sheng Yangyue.

Perhaps this is the rule of this "continent of love"—even knowing it will hurt, one still can't help but rush towards it.

But the truth is the truth. From beginning to end, Sheng Yangyue was only fulfilling the terms of the transaction; while she, without realizing it, had already fallen in love with him.

Whose fault is it, really?

It seems like nobody can explain it clearly...

...(End of chapter)