Douluo Continent: Angels Descend, Glory Reborn

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head. What on earth was that all about?

He pulled the blanket over Wang Dong and gently covered her with it, carefully tucking the corners in to keep her warm. Only after doing this did he turn back to his own bed and extinguish the soul-guiding lamp.

……

The first rays of dawn shone through the gaps in the light blue curtains of dormitory 108, casting a long, thin golden sliver on the floor. The dormitory was quiet, save for the sound of two even breaths.

On the bed by the window, Su Chen slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden light in his eyes quietly disappearing.

He experienced almost none of the grogginess that ordinary people feel upon waking; his consciousness instantly cleared. Gently exhaling a breath of stale air, feeling the soul power surging within his body, now even more solid than yesterday, Su Chen's lips twitched up almost imperceptibly.

"My soul power has improved again. At this rate, I should be able to break through to level 28 in a few days," he estimated. "If everything goes smoothly, I might be able to reach the level 30 bottleneck before the freshman assessment begins."

Level 30 means I can obtain the third spirit ring of the Six-Winged Angel, and it also means... it's time to head to the far north and acquire the second spirit I've been planning for so long.

Thinking of this, Su Chen's eyes deepened. He had actually considered the choice of his second martial soul carefully last night after Wang Dong fell asleep.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's plan was to lure the Ice Emperor, one of the three great kings of the far north—a 399,900-year-old Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion—to come and sacrifice himself. The Ice Emperor was very strong, possessing the ultimate ice attribute, making him an absolutely top-tier starting point for a second martial soul.

But... Su Chen's ambitions are even greater.

He remembered that in the core area of ​​the far north, there was an even more terrifying being—the Snow Emperor, whose cultivation was as high as 690,000 years. She was the true ruler of the far north, the king of ice and snow.

If one can use the Snow Empress as the foundation of their second martial soul, the starting point and potential will likely surpass any twin martial soul in the history of Douluo Continent!

However, while the idea was appealing, the difficulty of realizing it increased exponentially. The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was able to attract the Ice Emperor by using the allure of its million-year-old spiritual essence, but as for the Snow Emperor… Heavenly Dream would hardly even have the courage to face the Snow Emperor's oppressive aura, let alone attract her.

The Snow Empress's strength and temperament far surpass those of the Ice Empress, making it almost impossible for her to accept a form of "sacrifice".

Su Chen's gaze fell on the [Super Sect Card] that was quietly floating in the system space, exuding an ancient yet powerful aura.

"It seems that to achieve this goal, I will ultimately have to rely on myself, and... this trump card." Su Chen pondered to himself. The power and influence of a hidden sect possessing Limit Douluo and multiple Super Douluo might provide him with some unexpected bargaining chips in his "negotiations" with the Snow Empress.

"Gurgle..."

A soft rumbling sound from his stomach interrupted Su Chen's thoughts. He looked down and realized that since last night, he had only eaten some dry rations and hadn't had a proper meal. Given his current physical condition and the energy expenditure from his cultivation, his need for food was considerable.

He turned his head to look at the bed opposite him.

Wang Dong was still fast asleep, her entire body nestled in the soft bedding, only half of her delicate profile and a few strands of light blue hair visible. Her breathing was even and long, her chest rising and falling slightly with each breath, clearly still immersed in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up.

"Sleeping like a little pig." This thought flashed through Su Chen's mind. He got up from the bed, moving slowly and quietly.

After a quick wash, he changed into a clean white school uniform, left the dormitory, and headed towards the college cafeteria.

Shrek Academy was already awake in the early morning, the air was fresh, and many students could be seen practicing on the roads. Su Chen's outstanding appearance and unique temperament still attracted some attention, but he was already used to it and walked forward without looking to the side.

The cafeteria was already quite lively, filled with the aroma of various foods. Su Chen ordered a hearty breakfast, including thick meat porridge, fluffy bread, a fried egg, and several refreshing side dishes. When it came time to pay, he hesitated for a moment, then ordered the exact same thing again to take away.

"Let's just consider it... a token of 'care' for that 'Dad' I called yesterday," Su Chen thought calmly, carrying two breakfasts.

Back in dormitory 108, Su Chen pushed open the door and saw Wang Dong still in the same position, fast asleep. If it weren't for her steady breathing and the occasional soft smacking of her lips, Su Chen would have almost suspected that the girl had lost a fight and been verbally abused, and was in a moment of despair…

Of course, this thought only flashed through her mind. Given Wang Dong's proud and somewhat stubborn nature, "revenge" was probably her biggest motivation at the moment. Being unable to accept things? Not a chance.

Since the new school year officially starts in three days, these two days are considered time for freshmen to adapt to the environment. Su Chen's plan is simple—a two-point line between "dormitory training" and "dining in the cafeteria," making full use of every minute to solidify his foundation and aim for the 28th grade.

Shrek's life was generally normal and orderly, except for two minor problems that gave the freshmen some headaches.

First, there's the "resource war" over public toilets. More than 400 new students share a few public washrooms and toilets, making the morning and evening peak hours a veritable war without gunfire.

However, this problem was almost non-existent for Su Chen—perhaps because his easy victory over Wang Dong the day before had already spread to a small circle, or perhaps simply because of his face and aloof demeanor, whenever he appeared, the nearby freshmen would subconsciously give way and no one would compete with him for space.

Secondly, there are no seats in the cafeteria. You have to stand and eat with your tray in hand.

But this didn't stump Su Chen at all—it was simple, he just wouldn't eat in the cafeteria, right? He packed up almost every meal and brought it back to his dorm, so he could eat quietly without wasting time.

As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the dormitory in a warm orange-red hue. Su Chen sat cross-legged on his bed, surrounded by an extremely faint golden halo.

The dinner I brought for Wang Dong was already placed on the desk next to her bed.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Su Chen was slowly finishing his practice, a soft, sleepy nasal voice came from the opposite bed: "Mmm..."

Wang Dong finally woke up.

Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, then she slowly opened her hazy pinkish-blue eyes. The initial disorientation lasted a few seconds before her vision gradually focused, and she immediately saw Su Chen cultivating on the bed opposite her.

The setting sun outlined Su Chen's calm profile. He closed his eyes, focused intently, his long golden hair appearing exceptionally soft in the light.

Admittedly, when this guy is quietly cultivating, he actually looks quite convincing... Ugh! Wang Dong quickly shook off this "dangerous" thought.