Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

Ning Tian smiled and told Wu Changkong his thoughts.

Wu Changkong was taken aback.

"You mean, you want to switch dormitories so that Tang Wulin and Wu Feng can be together, all for her Red Dragon Martial Soul?"

Wu Feng lowered his head, holding Ning Tian's hands tightly.

The initial resistance had vanished from his expression; instead, a hint of excitement shone through...

With Ning Tian.

That should be enough...

Seeing the questioning look in Wu Changkong's eyes, Ning Tian gestured, and Wu Feng quickly nodded.

"Yes! I think this will enhance my bloodline."

Wu Changkong recalled the past.

Back when I was at Donghai Academy, I created Class Zero.

One of the students, the Bone Dragon King, Jin Xi, faced the same situation as Wu Feng.

If you are an enemy of Tang Wulin, you will be completely suppressed and unable to muster the will to fight.

However, if they are in the same camp as Tang Wulin, their strength and fighting spirit will surge.

He arranged for the two of them to cultivate together.

With his cultivation speed increasing, Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon King Martial Soul even underwent a positive mutation.

But in the end, it was because of the problem with his and Zhang Yangzi's Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

He was forced to leave Class Zero.

Tang Wulin was saddened by this for many days.

This method is indeed feasible.

Wu Changkong nodded.

But... he looked up at the tense Wu Feng and the businesslike Ning Tian.

Perhaps the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's purpose is not just this.

Wu Lin, this child is really... lovable.

“I will pass on your message, but I can’t guarantee he will agree. You can stop after class and talk to Wu Lin in person.”

Wu Changkong readily agreed.

"Thank you." Ning Tian was overjoyed. She leaned forward slightly and gave an elegant bow, then raised her light blue eyes.

Her face wore that impeccable sweet smile.

She added, "Teacher Wu, please rest assured, our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has always valued talent. We will not let him work in vain!"

A knowing glint flashed in Wu Changkong's dark green eyes.

He nodded slightly and said no more.

Tang Wulin was unaware of all this.

"Can I join your team during the new student assessment?"

The girl with light green hair had an elegant demeanor. She looked at Tang Wulin with a friendly tone.

Nammon Yoon-ah.

His martial spirit is the Jade Bird, and he is a level 24 agility-based battle spirit master.

Tang Wulin felt the girl's enthusiasm.

Finally, they were starting to struggle.

"Ahem, let's see what Teacher Wu decides."

Upon hearing this, Nammon Yoon-ah clearly showed a hint of disappointment.

She was about to say something more, but Tang Wulin interrupted her.

"get out of class is over, I'm going back now, I have things to do in the dorm." Leaving behind a lame excuse.

Tang Wulin burst through the door, sweating profusely.

He clicked his tongue in amazement.

Being too popular isn't necessarily a good thing.

"Oh, so you remember you have a roommate? I thought you were already living a life of luxury."

Suddenly, Wang Dong's voice, tinged with sourness, rang out.

Tang Wulin turned his head to look.

He was leaning against a tree, his pinkish-blue eyes gazing intently at Tang Wulin.

What are you doing here?

Tang Wulin asked directly.

"I...I'm here to enjoy the scenery!" Wang Dong was suddenly countered, his face flushed red, and he finally came up with this ridiculous reason.

He didn't know why either.

I don't have any friends at Shrek.

I came here instinctively, waiting for Tang Wulin to finish class.

Wang Dong himself was unwilling to admit it.

Although it was only a few days, subconsciously, he was quite dependent on and close to Tang Wulin.

He was unaware of the situation.

But whenever he was with Tang Wulin, his emotions would fluctuate.

There was a strange sense of excitement.

Chapter 61 Wang Dong is anxious

Just as Wang Dong was being held back by Tang Wulin and couldn't say a word...

Suddenly, Wu Changkong's clear, cold voice came over.

"Wu Lin, wait a minute."

They both turned their heads at the same time, breaking the atmosphere between them.

They saw Wu Changkong's tall and straight figure walking towards them.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng followed behind Wu Changkong.

Ning Tianjin's hair was as golden as a waterfall, and his features were as exquisite as a finely crafted piece of porcelain.

Her light blue eyes were clear and bright, and her face wore a perfectly timed and impeccable smile.

She possesses an elegant and composed demeanor, resembling an imperial princess.

Half a step behind her, Wu Feng followed closely behind.

Unlike Ning Tian's dignified and luxurious appearance, Wu Feng changed into a close-fitting red outfit after the battle, which perfectly accentuated her stunning figure, which was far beyond that of her peers.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her legs were long and powerful, encased in leather boots.

I wonder if my feet will get really smelly from being covered up.

This time, Wu Feng's expression towards Tang Wulin was no longer hostile; instead, she looked at Tang Wulin with a touch of shyness.

When Wang Dong saw the two people, especially their obvious attitude of coming towards Tang Wulin, he immediately noticed them.

That slight unease resurfaced instantly, and her large, pinkish-blue eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly.

Wu Changkong walked up to him and said succinctly, "Ning Tian has something he wants to discuss with you in person, about your bloodline and the dormitory issue."

Ning Tian stepped forward at the opportune moment and said with a smile, "Wu Lin, I'm sorry to bother you."

She also gave Wang Dong a polite nod, as if to say hello.

As Wang Dong watched this scene, a strange pang of sadness began to fester in his heart once again.

And Wu Lin... that's so cheesy!

He couldn't help but let out a soft "humph" and turn his face to the side.

He pretended to be indifferent, but his ears were secretly perked up.

"That's how it is..."

Ning Tian repeated what he had just said to Wu Changkong.

Tang Wulin remained silent upon hearing this.

Memories similar to those of Wu Changkong flooded my mind.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi.

But Wang Dong's expression grew increasingly displeased, and his initial sourness instantly transformed into hostility towards Ning Tianwufeng.

Dormitories are being reassigned!?

We're taking Tang Wulin away!

Why?

Wang Dong thought of it subconsciously.

But he quickly realized what was happening.

Hey, wait...wait a minute!

Why am I unhappy?

I'm so happy this bastard is leaving!

Correct!

That's it.

As he spoke, Wang Dong adopted an indifferent expression.

But it wasn't until Tang Wulin said, "I don't plan to change dorms for the time being," that things changed.

Wang Dong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A joy in my heart.

Wait, why am I happy!

I shouldn't be happy!

He quickly made his face darken again.

Wang Dong's emotions shifted rapidly in a short period of time, comparable to the face-changing act in Sichuan opera.

"Wu Lin, please don't be so quick to refuse." Her light blue eyes were fixed on Tang Wu Lin. "You've misunderstood. We don't want you to give for nothing."

She paused slightly, then parted her red lips slightly.

The numbers that were uttered seemed to freeze the air for a moment:

"Five hundred thousand gold soul coins!"

We will pay you 500,000 gold soul coins annually as compensation for helping Wu Feng stabilize and improve his bloodline.

"Gurgle."

Tang Wulin's throat visibly bobbed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Changkong couldn't help but smile.

Was Ning Tian's success a lucky accident?

Wang Dong, who had been listening intently to the unfolding events, was instantly stunned.