Chapter 93 The Little Loli Xiao Xiao
Even as a peak God King, interfering with the mortal world was difficult for Tang San.
He could only make small, secret moves under the guise of "caring for his daughter" or "searching for a successor." The other divine enforcers merely turned a blind eye.
But now, after losing much of his divine power, he could no longer act covertly. If the God of Destruction caught wind of him meddling in the lower realm, there would be serious consequences.
Healing the damage would take months—and by then, several years would have passed down below.
"I just hope that variable doesn't grow too fast…" Tang San thought grimly.
That was his greatest fear—that this unforeseen "wild card" would develop beyond his control.
He wasn't worried about his daughter, though.
After all, he had left a restriction within her soul. If that "variable" tried anything excessive, the seal would trigger automatically—and destroy him. It would almost be poetic justice.
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In Shrek Academy, in the outer courtyard—
From a stall in the toilet came strange noises.
Pfffft—ssssss—
"Argh, what the hell—why won't it stop, damn it…"
Xu Sanshi's face was deathly pale; he looked utterly drained.
Thank goodness he was a Soul Master—without that vitality, he probably would've fainted by now.
"No way… I need to find a healer! If this keeps up, I'm done for…"
Clenching his teeth, he used soul power to seal his… exit, then ran toward the infirmary, half bent over and clutching his backside.
His posture was so ridiculous that people along the way couldn't help but stare.
But since Xu Sanshi's reputation for violence preceded him, no one dared laugh aloud, lest they end up hospitalized later.
…
That afternoon, after lunch, Ye Chen took a leisurely stroll through the academy park.
The park sprawled beside the west side of the main plaza, filled with students relaxing and chatting—mostly young couples or lively groups of new friends.
The new‑student term had just begun; most were only around eleven or twelve. Though many matured early, they were still kids at heart, drawn to noise and fun.
Hard‑working types like Huo Yuhao were exceedingly rare.
"Ye Chen, what are you doing here~"
A familiar voice called from behind him.
Ye Chen turned to see Wang Dong.
Beside her stood a petite girl in a green dress, her twin ponytails swaying, white stockings glinting in the sun—an adorable, doll‑like sight.
Compared to Wang Dong, she was a full head shorter.
"Oh, Wang Dong, you're here too. And this is…?"
Ye Chen's gaze shifted curiously to the tiny beauty at her side.
Wang Dong, still dressed as a boy, looked sharp—but the twin‑tailed girl easily stole the spotlight.
"Hmph, this is my classmate Xiao Xiao. What, have you already fallen for her?" Wang Dong huffed, the teasing tone unable to mask the hint of jealousy.
Ye Chen hadn't visited her in days, and she was secretly annoyed.
She had bumped into Xiao Xiao while strolling and decided to chat—only to suddenly cross paths with Ye Chen.
Yet instead of asking how she'd been, he was staring at Xiao Xiao like she'd hung the moon!
Unforgivable!
"Ah—don't talk nonsense, Wang Dong! Don't joke like that…"
Flustered, Xiao Xiao's face turned bright red. She lowered her head but couldn't resist sneaking shy glances at Ye Chen.
She had seen him before—ever since she first spotted him on that practice field, she'd been captivated.
And she wasn't the only one. Many girls in their class secretly admired Ye Chen.
Still, everyone knew he was in another league: too talented, too strong, almost untouchable. For most, liking him was just a harmless dream.
She never imagined Wang Dong would actually know Ye Chen—and be so close with him!
"Let's walk together. Seems like fewer people from your class these days~" Ye Chen said with a relaxed smile, changing the topic.
At that, Wang Dong frowned. "It's all that old witch Zhou Yi. Her training schedule's insane! Weak students can't handle the constant drills, so she keeps expelling them."
"Yeah," Xiao Xiao chimed in softly, nodding. "Teacher Zhou Yi is way too strict. Our pressure every day is enormous. Compared to her, your Class Nine seems relaxed."
She was an auxiliary‑type Soul Master—and a girl to boot. Thankfully, her cultivation had already reached Grand Master rank, or she might have been eliminated too.
All those support‑type students weaker than level 20 had already been tossed out—only a handful like Xiao Xiao had survived, thanks to unique abilities or solid performance.
Even so, she trained desperately every day, terrified she might be next.
Her family, though small, had pinned all their hopes on her, pouring their limited resources into her education. She couldn't disappoint them.
"Can't be helped," Ye Chen sighed with a shrug. "Zhou Yi's got powerful backing. The academy looks the other way."
Her dismissal methods had already sparked complaints from the higher classes.
After all, upper‑year students had passed strict exams to remain—kicking them out so ruthlessly was outrageous.
But for new students, the rules required eliminating fifty percent anyway. Zhou Yi's version of "early pruning" didn't hurt the academy's numbers, so no one intervened.
Both Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao fell silent, processing his words.
"Xiao Xiao, did you hurt your foot?"
Ye Chen's voice turned gentle as he looked down—but only because he had noticed something off about her gait.
"N‑no, it's nothing! I just twisted it a little during practice. It'll be fine by tomorrow," she said quickly.
Her heart skipped—his observation skills were terrifying.
"What? You're injured? Why didn't you go to the infirmary?" Wang Dong asked, eyes full of concern.
"It's really nothing. Just a small sprain. I didn't want to bother the healers for something so minor."
Xiao Xiao waved her hands nervously.
Among Soul Masters, minor injuries were normal. For such a small twist, one night's rest would heal it easily.
If everyone visited the healers for every bruise, the medical wing would drown in work.
"You shouldn't keep walking, then. Come on, I'll help you back so you can rest," Wang Dong insisted.
A simple sprain didn't require a healer, but proper rest was still important—neglecting it could slow tomorrow's recovery.
Xiao Xiao looked about to agree when Ye Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry. I know a bit of medicine myself. Let me treat it—it'll heal faster that way."
(END CHAPTER)
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