Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Chapter 98 Knowing

Lin Yao sat cross-legged on the bed in his residence on Poseidon Island, surrounded by a pale golden aura of energy that seemed to flow like a living thing.

Finally, two condensed streams of light flowed from his fingertips into his brow.

Half an hour ago, he had just completely absorbed the power of the two beads extracted from the Ice Flame Tiger King's soul bone.

At this moment, the soul power within Lin Yao's dantian surged like boiling magma.

Not only did his soul power break through to the first level and a half, making his body stronger, but his perception of his body also improved to a new level.

Lin Yao could vaguely sense that he was only half a step away from condensing his soul core.

"Let nature take its course. Also, with Sister Tao's personality, she'll probably start fussing for food as soon as she wakes up."

With this thought in mind, Lin Yao slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile flashing in them.

He immediately stood up, his joints making a crisp "crackling" sound as he did so, like the clash of refined iron.

He casually smoothed out the scattered hem of his clothes and his gaze fell on Ma Xiaotao, who was fast asleep on the bed.

The girl lay on her side, her long, black hair cascading down the brocade quilt like a waterfall.

His cheeks were flushed from exercise, and his breath carried a faint aura of the Phoenix Martial Soul.

Last night, after Ma Xiaotao accompanied him through the soul power resonance cultivation, she fell asleep immediately and even forgot to eat dinner.

Looking at Ma Xiaotao sleeping peacefully, Lin Yao gently brushed her hair with his fingertips, his eyes flashing with tenderness.

The Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul is extremely energy-consuming. If there's nothing to fill her stomach after she wakes up hungry, Ma Xiaotao will definitely pout and drag her to the cafeteria.

Instead of waiting for her to whine, I'd rather go ahead and do it myself.

Thinking this, Lin Yao quietly changed into his black outfit, grabbed the storage soul tool on the table, and walked out.

As Lin Yao approached the cafeteria entrance, he saw the head chef directing the apprentices to clear away the dishes.

The chubby middle-aged man who was Shrek's head chef, upon seeing Lin Yao, his face instantly crinkled into a flower-like wrinkle, and he hurriedly came forward: "Lin Yao, you're here. Just tell me what you need to eat."

During the day, the chef had just been summoned by the elder of the Sea God Pavilion.

Although Lin Yao's identity was not explicitly stated, the elder's words, "This boy is the future pillar of the academy and must be well taken care of. Do not neglect him," were enough to make him understand the importance of this young man.

Lin Yao smiled and nodded: "Chef Chen, thank you for your trouble. I'd like to borrow a heat preservation soul tool and prepare a nutritious meal."

Add plenty of spirit plants that replenish soul power, such as purple heart radish and jade mushroom. As for meat, spirit fish and black-boned chicken are fine; keep it light.

"Lin Yao, what kind of talk is that?!"

The chef patted his chest confidently, then turned around and took a shiny silver lunchbox from the kitchen shelf.

The surface of the lunchbox is engraved with fine soul-guiding patterns, which gleam coldly under the light.

"This is a specially made constant-temperature soul guide box from the inner court," which can keep the heat for six hours.

Take this home and use it. I'll have someone cook the meal right away; it'll be ready in fifteen minutes!

As he spoke, he called out to the kitchen, "Xiao Zhang, cut up the best purple radish, stew a pot of black chicken soup, make jade mushroom and fish soup, and steam a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings."

Lin Yao took the lunchbox, his fingertips touching the cool metal shell, and could feel the faint soul power flowing inside.

This soul tool can only be activated by a three-ring soul master. It is too troublesome for ordinary soul masters outside, but it is just right for Lin Yao.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the chef came out with a lunchbox full of food, and even added a small dish of candied fruit:

"Lin, this is made with ice crystal fruit. It's good for cutting through the richness. Give it to that girl as a snack."

Lin Yao thanked him and turned to leave.

Watching Lin Yao's departing figure, the chef's eyes flashed with a glint of light, and he thought to himself, "This student Lin has gained the attention of the higher-ups of the Sea God Pavilion, he must be a person of extraordinary talent, a true genius monster."

As expected, once he becomes a Title Douluo-level powerhouse, he'll become a big shot in the academy. Starting now can be seen as building some good relationships for the brat at home.

Unaware of the chef's thoughts, Lin Yao returned to his residence to find Ma Xiaotao still asleep.

He placed the lunchbox on the bedside table, then gently lay back down beside her and pulled her into his arms.

Ma Xiaotao seemed to feel the familiar warmth and subconsciously snuggled closer to him, a faint smile on her lips.

Lin Yao looked down at her sleeping face, his fingertips tracing her smooth cheeks, feeling a sense of peace in his heart.

Late at night, Ma Xiaotao's stomach suddenly made a "gurgling" sound.

She opened her eyes groggily, her eyelashes fluttered, and her nose twitched; she was clearly awakened by hunger.

"Xiao Yao————"

Her voice was soft and sweet, as if she had just woken up, and she snuggled against Lin Yao's chest.

"Little Peach Sister, I'm hungry—"

Lin Yao had already woken up, but he couldn't bear to wake her.

He smiled and ruffled her hair, then reached for the soul-guided lunchbox on the low cabinet: "Sister Xiaotao, don't worry, I prepared it for you a long time ago. See if it's still hot."

Ma Xiaotao's eyes lit up instantly as she watched Lin Yao open the lunchbox.

The chicken soup and fish soup were still steaming, and the crystal shrimp dumplings had translucent skins.

The purple radish was shredded and mixed with sauce, and the aroma instantly filled the entire room.

Before Lin Yao could hand her chopsticks, she picked up a shrimp dumpling with her hand and stuffed it into her mouth. It was so hot that she gasped for breath, but she still mumbled, "Delicious, Yao. It tastes even better than what the cafeteria usually makes."

Lin Yao helplessly handed her a handkerchief, gently wiping her mouth as he watched her wolf down her food.

Even the usually carefree Ma Xiaotao felt a little shy at this moment.

But there was no sign of resistance.

After Ma Xiaotao had eaten and drunk her fill, the two sat side by side on the bed and began to cultivate.

Ma Xiaotao activated her Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, and a faint orange-red halo emanated from her body, her soul power surging like flames.

Lin Yao then activated the Soul Extinction Spear Martial Soul and switched between the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion Martial Soul. The pale blue soul power intertwined with her flames, forming a peculiar resonance.

In less than half an hour, Lin Yao noticed that Ma Xiaotao's soul power recovery speed was astonishingly fast, even more than three times faster than that of an ordinary Soul Emperor.

"Sister Xiaotao, you're really hot-tempered. Your soul power recovery speed is ridiculously fast."

Lin Yao couldn't help but tease.

Ma Xiaotao blushed and slapped him lightly: "It's all because your talent is terrifying. If I didn't work harder, I'd probably be left behind. Otherwise, why would I be working so hard?"

The next morning, when Lin Yao was awakened by the morning bell in the outer courtyard, his side was already empty.

Rubbing his eyes, Lin Yao sat up and saw a neatly folded piece of paper on the low cabinet.

Above is Ma Xiaotao's bold and unrestrained handwriting:

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"Xiao Yao, the academy has sent me on a mission. I won't be back for a few days. Remember to miss me!"

Lin Yao picked up the note, glanced at it, and couldn't help but laugh.

Afterwards, Lin Yao packed his things, changed into the Foreign Languages ​​Department's school uniform, and headed towards the freshman teaching building.

He encountered many classmates from Class 9 on the way, and they all greeted him with, "Good morning, class monitor!"

Lin Yao responded to each of them, but his steps did not stop.

He was still worried about Ma Xiaotao's mission, wondering if there would be any danger. He would have to ask the elder of the Sea God Pavilion that night.

The morning lesson was on Soul Master theory. Teacher Mu Jin was explaining the precautions for absorbing Soul Rings on the podium, but Lin Yao was somewhat distracted.

He gathered his soul power under the desk with his fingertips, quietly outlining the soul skill pattern of "Phantom Gun".

Since raising the age of his fourth spirit ring to 50,000, he has become increasingly proficient in his fourth spirit skill, "Phantom Gun".

Not only can it create realistic illusions, but it can also conceal its own aura, making it difficult even for a titled Douluo to detect.

Just then, the bell rang, and Teacher Mu Jin closed her handouts: "Meet in the Battle Zone tomorrow morning for a practical lesson. No lateness allowed. get out of class dismissed."

Lin Yao packed his things and had just stepped out of the classroom when he was stopped by a girl in a yellow school uniform.

The girl looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, with long black hair and a gentle expression. She held a light blue envelope in her hands and spoke in a voice barely audible: "Junior Brother Lin Yao, this is from an inner court senior who asked me to give it to you. She said you'll know who it is as soon as you see it."

After she finished speaking, she shoved the envelope into Lin Yao's hand and turned to leave.

Lin Yao held the envelope, feeling the thickness of the paper inside. A small ice lotus was printed on the seal of the envelope.

He was very familiar with this mark; it was Ling Luochen's exclusive mark.

He didn't open it on the spot, but casually put it into the storage soul tool.

Lin Yao was able to notice the gazes directed at him from many people.

Since defeating Xu Sanshi in the Soul Fighting Zone, he has become quite famous in the outer academy.

Therefore, there is really no need to open Ling Luochen's letter here.

Upon returning to his residence on Poseidon Island, the first thing Lin Yao did was take out the letter.

He gathered his soul power at his fingertips, and with a gentle swipe, the envelope was neatly opened without any damage.

Inside was a sheet of snow-white paper, with delicate and cool handwriting, yet a hint of tenderness hidden in the strokes: "Xiao Yao, tonight at eight o'clock, Qinghui Garden at the North Gate of Shrek City, I'll be waiting for you under the willow tree by the lake, your senior, Ling Luochen."

Lin Yao looked at the handwriting on the letter, raised an eyebrow, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.

"What is Sister Luo Chen doing? She's even started writing letters."

Shaking his head, Lin Yao, unsure of what to do, folded the letter and put it into his storage soul tool.

I don't want to think about it too much; I'll find out tonight.

Time quickly passed and it was evening.

Lin Yao changed into a black outfit and used his soul power to comb his hair before leaving Seagod Island.

Shrek City is lively at night.

The lanterns lining both sides of the street shone with a warm yellow light.

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The vendors' shouts rose and fell, and the aroma of roasted meat and the fragrance of spiritual plants mingled together, making one's mouth water.

Lin Yao walked north along the street and soon saw the gate of Qinghui Garden.

It was an archway made of white marble, with the three large characters "Qinghui Garden" engraved on it.

As soon as he entered Qinghui Garden, he smelled a faint fragrance of lotus blossoms.

The garden was filled with lotus flowers, and the lake was as calm as a mirror, with moonlight shining on the water, creating shimmering waves.

The willows by the lake droop their thousands of branches, swaying gently in the breeze.

Ling Luochen stood under the willow tree, wearing a light green dress and with her long hair tied up.

She wore a silver phoenix hairpin, with a blue gemstone in its beak, which shimmered in the moonlight.

She wore a white mask, revealing only a pair of bright eyes with slightly upturned corners, giving them a seductive look.

"That little rascal, he's here pretty early."

Ling Luochen's voice was somewhat cold, yet it concealed a barely perceptible hint of amusement.

Seeing Lin Yao approach, she moved her feet slightly, intending to ambush him from behind, but she didn't expect Lin Yao to have already noticed.

His "Phantom Gun" soul skill had already enveloped his entire body, allowing him to clearly sense any approaching aura.

Lin Yao dodged Ling Luochen's hand by turning to the side, grabbed her wrist with his other hand, and gently pulled her into his arms.

Ling Luochen's body froze instantly, and her cheeks flushed red.

She could feel the warmth of Lin Yao's chest and smell the faint aura of his soul power, and her heartbeat quickened instantly.

"You...you let me go!"

Ling Luochen struggled, but not with much force.

Actually, a few days ago, Ling Luochen wouldn't have acted this way.

The reason for this reaction was that she had learned of the close relationship between Ma Xiaotao and Lin Yao.

So you could say that this was just her subconscious act of resistance because she felt close to Lin Yao, your old rival.

Originally, Ling Luochen thought she could sever ties with her previous memories.

But in reality, the time they spent together had made it impossible for her to forget the boy's embrace.

Thinking this, Ling Luochen stayed in Lin Yao's arms, her eyes flashing with extremely complex emotions.

Lin Yao wasn't idle either; he straightened Ling Luochen's slightly disheveled mask from their earlier embrace, saying, "This mask is quite nice."

Ling Luochen obediently let him do as he pleased, the scent of his body lingering around her nose, her heart filled with sweetness.

She took a white mask from her bosom, stood on tiptoe, and put it on Lin Yao's face: "Then you have to wear it too, otherwise it's not fair."

Lin Yao smiled and nodded, raising his hand to activate the "Phantom Gun" soul skill.

A faint soul force instantly enveloped the two of them, and the surrounding scenery began to distort.

To outsiders, the area under the willow tree appeared deserted, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the branches.

"This is my fourth soul skill, Phantom Gun. It can conceal our presence and appearance. Even a Title Douluo might not be able to detect us."

Lin Yao whispered an explanation in her ear, his breath hitting her earlobe, making her involuntarily shrink her neck, her earlobe instantly turning red.

Ling Luochen leaned against him, her fingers gently clutching the hem of his clothes, her voice trembling slightly: "You little rascal, how far have you and Ma Xiaotao gone?"

Her eyes were full of dissatisfaction when she asked this question.

She had actually guessed the answer long ago, but she still wanted to hear Lin Yao say it himself, even if it was just self-deception.

Lin Yao looked down at her, his eyes beneath the mask filled with tenderness.

He didn't answer directly, but instead raised his hand and removed her mask, revealing her delicate face.

Ling Luochen wore light makeup, her eyebrows were drawn even more delicately, and she applied a touch of rouge to her lips.

She appeared more charming than usual, and her originally aloof temperament gained a touch of gentleness.

"Senior, you look beautiful today."

Lin Yao said softly, his fingertips tracing her lips.

Ling Luochen blushed even more upon hearing this. She wanted to say something, but Lin Yao silenced her with a kiss.

Lin Yao's kiss was gentle, with a hint of cautious probing.

Ling Luochen closed her eyes, raised her hand to hug his neck, and slowly responded to his kiss, as if she wanted to release all the emotions she had just felt.

The two kissed passionately, and the fragrance of lotus blossoms around them seemed to grow even stronger.

Lin Yao gently placed his hand on her waist, feeling her slender waistline, his fingertips lightly caressing her, causing Ling Luochen to let out a soft moan.

Her hands also wandered restlessly over Lin Yao's back, feeling his firm muscle lines, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Just then, a girl's voice came from not far away: "Look, these lotus flowers are growing so well! I heard they even glow at night!"

"Yes, I should have brought a sketchbook. It would be such a shame not to capture such a beautiful view."

Lin Yao and Ling Luochen stopped moving at the same time. Ling Luochen grabbed his hand nervously, her eyes filled with panic.

She didn't want anyone to see her and Lin Yao being so intimate, especially when Ma Xiaotao wasn't around.

Lin Yao remained calm. He gently patted Ling Luochen's back, signaling her not to worry.

Soon, three girls in purple school uniforms arrived at the lakeside. They circled the lotus pond, chattering excitedly: "Did you hear? A senior from the inner courtyard is dating Lin Yao, a first-year student. I heard her martial soul is a phoenix, and she's incredibly beautiful!"

"Really? Lin Yao is so amazing, how could he like a senior from the inner courtyard? Isn't that like an old cow eating young grass?"

"That's right! There are so many pretty girls in our outer academy, why doesn't he choose one? Look at Ning Tian and Nanmen Yun'er, they're so cute, no less attractive than the senior girls from the inner academy!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Luochen's cheeks instantly turned bright red.

Although they were talking about Ma Xiaotao, she herself is also a senior in the inner academy. Isn't being with Lin Yao also a case of "an older woman dating a younger man"?

She couldn't help but snuggle closer to Lin Yao, her fingers gripping his clothes tightly, as if afraid of being discovered.

Lin Yao sensed her nervousness, gently kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "Don't pay attention to them, they can't see us."

The three girls discussed for a while, then walked away along the lake.

Ling Luochen finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at Lin Yao, her eyes full of grievance: "You little rascal, you still haven't answered my question—you and Ma Xiaotao, are you already—"

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Lin Yao couldn't help but sigh. He raised his hand to stroke her long hair, his voice gentle: "Sister Luo Chen, I know I've made you suffer. But my feelings for you have never changed."

He didn't answer directly, but he showed his attitude through his actions.

He gently hugged Ling Luochen tighter and lowered his head to kiss away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

"Whether it's you or Sister Tao, I don't want to let go."

Ling Luochen leaned against him, listening to his words, and the grievances in her heart gradually dissipated.

She knew it was wrong, but she just couldn't let go of Lin Yao.

This boy who captivated her heart, this boy who made her willing to set aside all her pride.

She reached out and hugged his waist, burying her face in his chest, her voice choked with sobs: "You little rascal, you can't lie to me—or I'll never forgive you."

Lin Yao gently patted her back and whispered a promise in her ear: "I won't lie to you, I will never lie to you."

Moonlight filtered through the willow branches, falling on the two of them as if draping them in a silver veil.

Under the willows by the lake, two figures embraced tightly, the fragrance of lotus blossoms and the chirping of insects around them becoming witnesses to their love.

The illusion created by the "Phantom Gun" acts like a transparent protective shield, firmly guarding this secret affection.

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