Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

Gu Yuena remained expressionless and uttered almost every sharp and sarcastic remark she could think of.

A hint of reluctance lingered in her eyes.

Tang Wulin personally pierced through that thin layer of paper.

They were ultimately not meant to be.

Her tenderness just now was fake; she maintained it with lies.

Now, the biggest mystery has been revealed.

Her relationship with Tang Wulin naturally came to an end.

"Tang Wulin, you have personally blocked your own way out."

Gu Yuena's needle-like pupils contracted as she stared intently at Tang Wulin, her tone filled with murderous intent.

She raised her hand, and a silver light condensed from it.

Silver Dragon Spear!

In other words.

Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

……

Three minutes later.

"Gu Yue, your mouth isn't as hard as I thought."

Looking at the person beneath him, Tang Wulin finally relented.

He lowered his head.

The once majestic Silver Dragon King was now pinned down on the bed.

Her silver hair was scattered messily on the bed, with a few strands sticking to her sweaty forehead.

Her fair cheeks flushed red, all the way to the tips of her ears.

Where was the coldness in her purple eyes? Her long eyelashes trembled, revealing an expression of embarrassment and resentment.

She had just been kissed haphazardly by Tang Wulin, and her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving.

Her hands were tightly gripped above her head, and although she managed to free her slender wrists, she couldn't move.

Seeing this scene, Tang Wulin felt a surge of emotion, recalling Gu Yuena's beautiful, warm lips, and couldn't help but want to kiss her again.

"rogue!"

Gu Yuena rolled her eyes at Tang Wulin in dissatisfaction.

"Who told you to be so stubborn? I just tasted it, and it's still quite soft and fragrant."

Tang Wulin smiled, released Gu Yuena's hand, and pulled her into his arms again.

Gu Yuena looked up at him, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She never expected that Tang Wulin would accept her true identity so readily.

She leaned against Tang Wulin's chest and questioned, "Do you know that when you pounced on me just now, if I hadn't pulled back the Silver Dragon Spear in time, you would have really died?"

"To die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, is a romantic endeavor."

Tang Wulin grinned mischievously and kissed Gu Yuena's pretty face again.

Gu Yuena was amused, but looked disgusted and said, "You filthy scoundrel."

Tang Wulin was somewhat unconvinced.

“Gu Yue, you are the Silver Dragon King. You said that the Silver Dragon King, as the rational side of the Dragon God, inherited astonishing wisdom.”

"So your amazing wisdom is just to come to Donghai Academy and seduce me? You're the real big pervert."

Hearing this, Gu Yuena reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling with anger.

He muttered things like, "How can the Silver Dragon King's affair be called seduction?"

The two were making a ruckus, completely forgetting about Dai Yun'er under the bed.

This time, Gu Yuena turned the tables and suppressed Tang Wulin.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Tang Wulin's Adam's apple bobbed, and Gu Yuena's purple eyes also showed some interest.

Want to start another game?

Okay, let's start a game.

But they were just about to make a move.

A flash of silver light!

A crystal suddenly appeared out of thin air between the two of them.

Nine colors swirled on the crystal, radiating a soft glow.

Tang Wulin frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.

He looked at Gu Yuena and asked, "What is this?"

"This is the Heart of the Dragon God, a supreme artifact left behind by the Dragon God. Do you remember Dragon Valley? I also went to that small world that time and took this thing."

Gu Yuena explained.

She was also surprised.

The Heart of the Dragon God had somehow slipped out of her control.

This is how the same thing?

Tang Wulin watched this scene and sensed that the laws of time within the room were gradually distorting.

"Something's not right, Gu Yue, you go first..."

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!

A burst of nine-colored light suddenly erupted, instantly engulfing the entire palace.

Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena's figures were instantly submerged, disappearing along with all traces in the light.

The palace fell silent.

under the bed.

Dai Yun'er sobbed, her eyes blurry with tears, but suddenly realized that there was no sound from the bed.

She crawled out from under the bed in a disheveled state, her long golden hair a mess, and her little face still streaked with tears.

The bed in front of me was empty.

The bedding was in disarray and scattered all over the floor, but Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace of their presence.

Dai Yun'er stood there blankly, her throat tight, and she murmured softly:

Where...did they go?

Chapter 2 First Steps into Shrek

"Wu Lin, aren't you asleep yet? Working so hard?"

A woman's voice rang out in the secret chamber of the Sea God Pavilion.

Tang Wulin slumped on the bed, covered in sweat, pale-faced, and breathing slightly erratic.

He pursed his lips, his face bitter, and looked out the window in response to the sound.

In the stillness of the night, only the chirping of insects could be heard.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, casting its cool light upon the slumbering Poseidon Lake.

The lake surface rippled gently, shimmering with silver light.

Outside the window, a red-haired girl sat on a branch of a golden tree.

The moonlight outlined her undulating curves, from her full bust to her suddenly narrowed waist, and then to her naturally hanging, gently swaying, fair legs, with firm and slender lines.

She wore a thin veil, idly swinging her legs, resting her face on her left hand, and tilting her head.

Her pale pink eyes held a hint of allure as she looked at Tang Wulin with great interest.

Tang Wulin recognized the person who had come.

He sighed slightly, "Sister Tao, why are you here again? Dean Yan has repeatedly warned you not to associate with me."

"Hmph!" Ma Xiaotao deliberately turned her head away, crossed her arms, and pretended to be angry. "Who came to see you, little brat? Don't flatter yourself."

After saying that, she nimbly jumped in through the window.

"This is my room. You're just staying here temporarily. I, the landlord, am coming back to stay today and also to check on your cultivation progress," she said matter-of-factly, her voice exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Upon seeing this, Tang Wulin said, "Then I'll go find Elder Mu and ask him to change my room."

"No!"

Ma Xiaotao deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon.

She moved closer to Tang Wulin, shook his arm, and pleaded, "Just one night, I'll sleep with you for one night!"

Sleep with me... for one night!?

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin's expression turned strange.

He subconsciously and slowly moved his body outwards.

"Hey, wait a minute, you... no, that's not what I meant!"

Ma Xiaotao noticed his strange look.

Her pretty face flushed red.

He suddenly became furious and hurriedly tried to explain.

After stammering and rambling on for a while, Tang Wulin finally understood.

Ma Xiaotao's martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix. Cultivation will generate evil fire, a problem that has troubled her and Yan Shaozhe for many years without being able to solve it.

But ever since Tang Wulin arrived at the Sea God Pavilion.

Ma Xiaotao discovered that as long as she was with him, her inner fire would naturally be suppressed and dissipate.

Cultivation became much easier.

'I have similar concerns.'

Tang Wulin understood.

He could easily guess why Ma Xiaotao's evil fire had dissipated.

Because he possesses Gu Yuena's Ice God Pearl within his body, it has no problem suppressing the Golden Dragon King's mad will, let alone this little evil fire.

The two shared a similar plight.

Seeing Ma Xiaotao's exceptionally sincere expression under the moonlight, Tang Wulin's heart softened.

"Okay, but just for tonight, and..."

"Great!"

Ma Xiaotao was overjoyed.

She couldn't help but hum softly.

"I haven't finished speaking yet, but you have to promise me that Dean Yan Shaozhe won't rush in and kill me."

"Of course you can, my teacher loves me the most."

Ma Xiaotao readily agreed.

She then patted her mature breasts, which seemed completely out of place for her age, and boldly declared.