Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

When Luo Yun returned to the dormitory, Chen Jiyong was lying on the bed. Hearing the door open, he jumped up, his eyes shining.

"Yun-ge! You're finally back!"

Luo Yun closed the door, took off his coat and hung it up: "What's wrong?"

"You're asking me what's wrong?" Chen Jiyong moved a chair and sat down in front of Luo Yun, lowering his voice, "I saw those two senior girls come to see you today from the window! One has red hair and the other has long, straight black hair, both of them are incredibly beautiful! And it seemed like they were arguing when they left?"

Luo Yun leaned against the headboard, looking at him.

"Yun-ge, tell me the truth." Chen Jiyong leaned closer, his expression mysterious. "Do those two senior girls both have a crush on you?"

Luo Yun was silent for two seconds, then nodded seriously.

"right."

Chen Jiyong's eyes widened like copper bells.

"They both have their eyes on me, so now they're rivals. They both come looking for me, and of course they'll argue when they see each other."

Chen Jiyong froze for several seconds, then suddenly leaned back, covered his face with his hands, and let out a heart-wrenching wail: "Why—Yun-ge, why is your life so perfect! You're strong, handsome, and even have a beautiful senior student pursuing you!"

Luo Yun watched him toss and turn in a frenzy, unable to suppress his laughter, and finally burst out laughing.

Chen Jiyong slid off the chair, squatted on the ground, and looked up resentfully: "You're still laughing?"

Luo Yun waved his hand: "Alright, alright, stop howling and go to sleep."

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The next morning, Luo Yun had just finished washing up when he was called downstairs again.

A woman in her early twenties was standing downstairs. She had long black hair that reached her waist, delicate features, and a quiet and serene demeanor.

"Are you Luo Yun?" she asked.

"I am."

"I am Zhang Lexuan." A faint smile appeared on her lips. "Dean Yan sent me to pick you up."

Luo Yun was taken aback. Zhang Lexuan, the senior disciple of the inner academy, was the undisputed number one in the inner academy, and she should currently be at the level of an eight-ring Soul Douluo. He hadn't expected Yan Shaozhe to send her to pick him up.

"Thank you for your help, senior." Luo Yun said thank you.

The two walked along the shore of Poseidon Lake towards the island in the center. The campus was quiet in the early morning, and Zhang Lexuan walked ahead at a moderate pace.

"How long have you been enrolled?" she asked casually.

"One year."

"You're the first person to go from a freshman in the Foreign Languages ​​Department to a VIP at the Sea God Pavilion in just one year." Zhang Lexuan glanced at him sideways. "I heard that Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen almost got into a fight downstairs in their dorm because of you—is that true?"

Luo Yun's lips twitched slightly: "Senior, that was a misunderstanding—"

"I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or not." Zhang Lexuan's smile deepened. "But you're quite impressive, managing to get both Ma Xiaotao, with her fiery temper, and Ling Luochen, that ice block, to take notice at the same time."

Luo Yun decided to stop explaining.

The two went up to the island in the middle of the lake and entered the Sea God Pavilion. In the center of the first floor was a spacious hall.

Yan Shaozhe stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face. Ma Xiaotao stood beside him, wearing a red inner courtyard uniform.

Luo Yun stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Dean Yan, senior sister."

Yan Shaozhe nodded.

Ma Xiaotao's gaze fell on Luo Yun—and then her face visibly flushed red, from her cheeks to her ears. Her lips moved slightly, but she ultimately lowered her head and stared at her toes.

Yan Shaozhe frowned slightly: "Xiao Tao, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing," Ma Xiaotao looked up, her face still flushed. "It's just... a little hot."

Luo Yun roughly guessed the reason. In just one day, the news had gone from "two senior girls went to see the same junior" to "Ling Luochen and Ma Xiaotao both fell for a junior from the Foreign Languages ​​Department, and the two got into a fight on the spot." Now, seeing the person in question, Ma Xiaotao's face involuntarily turned red.

Yan Shaozhe didn't press further, but simply glanced at Ma Xiaotao before saying to Luo Yun, "Let's begin."

The two sat facing each other on the prayer mats, less than a meter apart.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Luo Yun, who was standing close by, paused for a moment on his face, and then quickly looked away.

"You... seem even more handsome than last year." She paused for a moment after saying that, her face turning even redder. "That's not what I meant—I just meant—it's all Ling Luochen's fault. She came and ruined things yesterday, and I didn't pay much attention to you..."

Luo Yun remained expressionless, her tone as calm as if nothing had happened: "Senior, let's begin."

Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath and activated her Martial Soul. Orange-red light surged out, and a pair of fiery wings unfolded behind her, revealing five Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black.

Luo Yun's gaze lingered on the black spirit ring for a moment: "Senior, what level are you now?"

"I'll be level 60 soon," Ma Xiaotao answered truthfully.

"Senior, you're really talented," Luo Yun said, then activated her martial spirit. Ice-blue light surged out, ice wings unfolded, one yellow and two purple.

Yan Shaozhe stood to the side: "Begin."

The two soul forces converged in the air, ice and fire merging together.

Luo Yuneng clearly sensed the "impurities"—dark attributes—within Ma Xiaotao's soul power. This power was attached to Ma Xiaotao's soul power, coexisting with her evil fire. The stronger the evil fire, the more active these substances became; the more active they became, the more out of control the evil fire became. It was a vicious cycle. Although these substances would dissipate when faced with the soul power of ultimate ice, it could only dispel them, not completely eradicate them. He had previously judged that it required a purer power to eradicate them, such as ultimate light attributes, or... pure spiritual power to remove them.

About an incense stick later, Ma Xiaotao opened her eyes. Her pupils were clear, and the flush on her face had completely subsided.

"Much better," she said with a smile.

"Senior, your problem with the evil fire might not be completely cured yet." Luo Yun carefully chose his words. "I can sense something else in your soul power, like... a force attached to the depths of your martial soul. The ultimate ice can only temporarily dispel it; it probably can't completely clean it up for the time being."

Ma Xiaotao's smile froze for a moment, then slowly faded.

Yan Shaozhe stood to the side, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"It's already good that we can suppress it." His tone was calm, but Luo Yun could hear a hint of relief in his voice. "Xiao Tao's evil fire attacks have been increasing in frequency, and now it's almost out of control. Now that we have the Ultimate Ice, at least we can ensure that she won't have any major problems in her daily cultivation and combat."

Yan Shaozhe took out a silver-white token from his storage soul tool and handed it to Luo Yun: "This is the inner courtyard token. With it, you can enter and exit the inner courtyard at any time."

Luo Yun accepted the token: "Thank you, Dean Yan."

Yan Shaozhe waved his hand and turned to Zhang Lexuan: "Lexuan, you take him home."

The two left the Sea God Pavilion and boarded a small boat.

Zhang Lexuan, rowing with her famous oar, suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Tao's condition has indeed improved a lot. However, her days in the inner courtyard may not be too peaceful in the future."

"What do you mean?"

"The whole academy knows about Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen." Zhang Lexuan said jokingly, "This morning when I went out, I heard the most outrageous version that they fought a decisive battle for you by the Sea God Lake, and the sky darkened so much that half of the lake's water evaporated."

Luo Yun's lips twitched slightly: "Senior, is it too late for me to go and tell everyone 'this is a misunderstanding'?"

Zhang Lexuan glanced at him, her smile deepening: "I'm afraid it's too late."