Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao obtains the Flame Emperor template

Chapter 64 Miss Meng Goes Up to A

Nighttime, Shrek Academy, the grove of trees next to the girls' dormitory.

Xiao Xiao's face flushed slightly as she shyly gazed at Wang Dong's handsome profile, which was so close to hers. She asked in a slightly hesitant voice, "Wang Dong, why did you bring me here so late...?"

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao, didn't I tell you last time that we should try out the Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"

Xiao Xiao smiled sweetly: "Oh, okay, Wang Dong, let's give it a try."

A few minutes later, Xiao Xiao blushed as she looked at Wang Dong, who had activated his Martial Soul state, standing in front of her, his pair of dazzling and beautiful butterfly wings fluttering slightly on his back...

Wang Dong held Xiao Xiao's hand gently with a serious expression, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, as if sensing something.

Xiao Xiao looked shy, her hand being held trembling slightly, but feeling the warmth of her palm, her inner joy only grew stronger.

"Why do Wang Dong's hands feel a bit softer than mine? That's strange..."

Xiao Xiao was puzzled, but after gazing at Wang Dong's handsome face, she understood a little.

After all, Wang Dong is prettier than most girls, with long eyelashes, and he's a pampered young master from a wealthy family, so it's normal for his skin to be softer.

Immediately, Xiao Xiao released her martial soul, the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, drawing upon her own soul power in conjunction with Wang Dong's perception.

Wang Dong held Xiao Xiao's hand and fumbled around for a long time, muttering with a puzzled look, "This shouldn't be. I'm sure of it, Xiao Xiao, you're definitely the person I like the most at Shrek Academy."

"Why is there no reaction between my soul power and yours...?"

The smile in Wang Dong's eyes faded, slowly turning into deep thought.

Which step went wrong?

Feeling the wisp of soul power released by himself and Xiao Xiao, they did not interfere with each other and showed no intention of merging.

Amidst Wang Dong's confusion, a voice involuntarily arose in his mind: "Could it be that of all the people I've known before, Xiao Xiao isn't the one I like the most?"

"Who could it be?" Wang Dong lowered his head and pondered deeply.

A vague idea flashed through her mind, but she couldn't remember it or grasp the inspiration.

Xiao Xiao didn't seem disappointed at all. Her beautiful cheeks were still flushed. She looked at Wang Dong holding her hand and said something in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Wang Dong, what can you feel by just holding your hand and touching it? Why don't you try something else, like hugging it or something?"

Wang Dong's light blue eyes brightened slightly: "That makes sense, let's give it a try."

Xiao Xiao was secretly delighted.

And so, just as Wang Dong had completed Zhou Yi's running task on the playground, he lifted Xiao Xiao's soft and slender waist and flapped butterfly wings to fly into the air above the grove.

Xiao Xiao was instantly displeased.

She took a deep, angry breath, feeling somewhat stifled: "Is this the kind of hug I was talking about?!"

She had thought Wang Dong would hug her gently, but this clueless straight man actually lifted her up and carried her through the air.

As the two flew up, they were naturally seen by the other classmates in the grove. Several girls from the same class looked up and saw this scene, their faces breaking into maternal smiles as they whispered among themselves.

"Wow, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao even fly on their dates, how romantic!"

"Hehe, Wang Dong is such a perfect boyfriend. He's good-looking, talented, and can even do aerial tricks. I can't imagine how happy Xiao Xiao will be in the future." The girl who spoke laughed ambiguously.

"Hey, don't look at me with that lecherous grin. Maybe Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong haven't even confessed their feelings yet."

One of the girls, with a gossipy expression, asked, "Bai Yunli, weren't you paired with those two? How far have things progressed between Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao?"

Bai Yunli fell into deep thought and pondered, "It's obvious that Xiao Xiao likes Wang Dong, but Wang Dong seems a bit of a jerk... She seems to be stringing Xiao Xiao along, but it's also possible that they are still in the process of developing their relationship."

"No way, how could Wang Dong be a scumbag? I think they're a perfect match." This girl really shipped Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao as a couple and didn't believe Wang Dong was a scumbag.

Another girl, who loved gossip, looked at Bai Yunli and asked, "Yunli, you're in a group with them now. After spending so much time together, will you also develop feelings for Wang Dong?"

Bai Yunli rolled her eyes at her, annoyed: "I'm not a looks-obsessed person, and I don't have any feelings for Wang Dong."

"Oh, really... So what do you think of Xie Huanyue? Is she suitable?"

Bai Yunli was taken aback: "Suitable for what?"

Meanwhile, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were flying unsteadily in mid-air on the other side.

Lifted in the air by the waist, Xiao Xiao, who was sulking, crossed her arms and strained her whole body, which was originally soft and petite.

Wang Dong, full of questions, asked, "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong? Why aren't you releasing your soul power?"

Xiao Xiao retorted angrily, "Wang Dong, who carries someone by lifting them up?"

"I'm just giving you a boost, that's how it is when we run before."

Wang Dong was a little embarrassed, so he hugged her more gently.

Xiao Xiao sensed the change in her movements and stopped being sullen. She snorted softly, "Can we treat our Martial Soul Fusion Technique like running?"

As she spoke, she released a wisp of soul power to coordinate with Wang Dong's perception.

"Xiao Xiao, don't move around. Let me feel it more carefully and see if we have any special reactions."

A few minutes later, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao carefully searched the area but still found nothing. Their soul power remained the same as before, with no reaction between them.

Wang Dong slowly descended to the ground with Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao put her hands on her hips, pouted, and looked to the side, somewhat dissatisfied with Wang Dong's actions.

Wang Dong casually straightened his clothes, then promised to bring her food and take her for a walk in the evening, and coaxed Xiao Xiao with just a few words.

Xiao Xiao was very observant and noticed Wang Dong's unintentional little movement; her light green eyes flickered slightly.

Yes! Wang Dong definitely exercises regularly!

Xiao Xiao became increasingly certain of this.

She wasn't disappointed that the Martial Soul Fusion Skill didn't work; instead, she smiled and comforted him, "Alright, Wang Dong, don't overthink it."

"Don't believe that idiot's consciousness in your head anymore. You're the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, and I'm the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. What kind of fusion is this between a beast Martial Soul and a weapon Martial Soul...?"

A certain god-king: Hey! How dare you speak like that! Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. This is a profound truth beyond your comprehension.

Without extraordinary wisdom, how can one presume to understand this Dao?

Wang Dong frowned and pondered, then asked in surprise, "Logically speaking, even if there aren't four martial soul fusion skills, there should at least be something like 'Winter Flute Power' to speed up cultivation. How come there isn't even a Winter Flute Power?"

Xiao Xiao: ?

"Wang Dong, a four-soul fusion technique?"

Xiao Xiao was surprised: "Both of my martial souls are weapon martial souls. Even if you can successfully fuse with my Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron and Nine Phoenixes Come to Court Flute, you will only have two martial soul fusion skills."

Wang Dong smiled mysteriously at her and pulled Xiao Xiao a short distance into the depths of the grove.

Xiao Xiao thought Wang Dong was finally getting it, and a hint of barely perceptible joy flashed in her eyes. She put on a nervous expression and asked, "Wang Dong, what... what do you want to do with me here...?"

Wang Dong whispered, "Xiao Xiao, actually I also have twin martial souls like you, and my second martial soul is a weapon martial soul, so the probability of successfully fusing martial souls with you might be higher."

She said happily, "I'm only telling this secret to you, Xiao Xiao, so please don't tell anyone else, okay?"

Xiao Xiao pouted and gave a soft "oh," clearly showing a hint of disappointment at the answer.

No matter how talented Wang Dong is, it's just an extra advantage for Xiao Xiao; she cares more about feelings.

Xiao Xiao suppressed her inner thoughts. Although the things that had been expected to deepen their relationship did not happen, she was still a little happy that Wang Dong had told her the secret of twin martial souls.

At this moment, Wang Dong sighed softly, "Hey, Xiao Xiao, I actually understand that beast spirits and weapon spirits can't be fused. But that voice in my head keeps urging me to try."

Wang Dong felt agitated whenever he thought about it.

"It feels like this is my mission at Shrek Academy. This feeling is really awful, sob sob."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Wang Dong's light blue eyes.

Xiao Xiao's eyes showed a hint of heartache, and she gently tugged at her sleeve: "Wang Dong, it's possible that you suffered some kind of psychological trauma when you were young. Didn't your parents take you to see some medication for treatment?"

"My parents..." Wang Dong had been cared for by her two uncles since she could remember, so she was very unfamiliar with the concept of her biological father.

"Xiao Xiao, my earliest memory is when I was six years old. My eldest and second uncles took me to the gate of Haotian Sect and said to me with great joy, 'Dong'er, this will be our home from now on.'"

Xiao Xiao thought for a moment, then asked softly, "Wang Dong, can you still remember anything from your childhood, before you were six years old?"

Wang Dong's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly shook his head: "I have absolutely no memory of anything before I was six years old; it's a complete blank."

"If we consider the period from childhood to adulthood as a single memory, and take the age of six as the dividing line, it's as if it's been forcibly cut in half, with the first half of the memory disappearing into thin air."

Xiao Xiao touched her lips, thinking seriously for a moment.

"Wang Dong, the 'eldest father' and 'second father' you mentioned..." She didn't understand what this meant.

"They are my adoptive fathers; that's what I've called them since I can remember."

Wang Dong pursed his lips and explained, "When my first and second uncles sent me to Shrek Academy, they told me that my biological parents were far away and had very important things to do."

Hehe, that's for sure.

Being the compassionate Buddha in the far west is certainly far-fetched; spending all day trying to observe the chosen one of destiny and train a powerful war dog must be incredibly busy.

……

The Sun and Moon Empire, Huo Yuhao's room in Mingde Hall.

Under Miss Meng's close guidance, Huo Yuhao has designed many drafts of the "calf armor + combat boots".

Meng Hongchen slightly crossed her two long, fair legs, rubbed her hair with her fingertips, and said with a smile, "Yuhao, are you going to draw thighs again...?"

Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it needs to be drawn."

"And what about your waist?" Meng Hongchen smiled slightly.

Considering the design of the battle skirt, Huo Yuhao nodded sincerely: "I want one too."

Meng Hongchen suddenly moved closer to Huo Yuhao and teased, "Yuhao, given our current relationship, I haven't seen you take the initiative to make things better. I can't exactly pull my nightgown up to my waist and expose a huge area for you to draw on, can I...?"

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, wondering if Meng Hongchen's words, "Let's take the initiative in our relationship," were hinting at something.

"Yuhao...we can't let our sister keep taking the initiative, right?"

Meng Hongchen gazed into Huo Yuhao's bright and intelligent eyes, her brows furrowed with tenderness.

Huo Yuhao looked at the beautiful face so close to his, their eyes met, and he carefully observed the trembling of every eyelash. After a moment's consideration, he quietly leaned over and gently touched her fair cheek.

Although Meng Hongchen felt a sense of pleasure, it wasn't very high, and she looked at him with annoyance.

Huo Yuhao was taken aback: "Sister Meng, isn't this enough to repay you for your efforts tonight? You can't possibly... Waaah!"

Before she finished speaking, Meng Hongchen's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she leaned forward.

zizi...

Huo Yuhao's face was cupped, and he raised his hand to gently embrace Meng Hongchen's slender waist.

Meng Hongchen was always very proactive in her feelings for Huo Yuhao, but when she actually made a move, she realized that things were not so simple at all.

Her shoulders, draped in a thin white halter top, trembled slightly. Huo Yuhao gently patted her back to comfort her.

Although Meng Hongchen's cheeks were slightly flushed, she was very happy after the kiss and satisfied with Huo Yuhao's performance: "Yuhao, let's continue drawing."

Huo Yuhao nodded and, with Meng Hongchen's close assistance, prepared to practice designing the thigh armor.

Outside the house, Xiao Hongchen waited in the corridor for a while before using his privileges as the eldest son of Mingde Hall to knock on the door and say, "Yuhao, I have something I want to talk to you about. Come in."

He then pushed the door open and entered.

When Xiao Hongchen entered the bedroom, his anger instantly froze on his face.

The younger sister was wearing a pure white nightgown, her face flushed. Huo Yuhao was holding a pen and fiddling around her thigh.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Hongchen flew into a rage and demanded sharply, "Huo Yuhao, what are you doing?"

Meng Hongchen pulled the blanket over herself and angrily shouted, "Brother, why did you barge in without Yuhao's permission?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment when he saw Xiao Hongchen looking furious, but he quickly came to his senses.

This is another attempt to protect the cabbage.

However, he and Meng Hongchen didn't do anything excessive; a kiss was just a normal development in their relationship.

Huo Yuhao waved the design draft of the thigh armor in his hand at Xiao Hongchen and said calmly, "Brother Xiao, I didn't do anything, I was just drawing comic illustrations."

(End of this chapter)