Chapter 6 Cultivating in a Hotel Room? What are you thinking!
"No...it's nothing."
Huo Yuhao snapped out of his daze and forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.
"I just... I think Dai Huabin is really amazing. I'm only level 11, I'm way behind him."
"Hey, don't be discouraged!"
Tang Ya patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder in a casual manner.
"You're a member of the Tang Clan now. As long as you cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Art, you'll definitely be able to catch up in the future! Don't you understand that diligence can make up for lack of talent?"
Beibei also gently encouraged from the side:
"That's right. Talent is important, but hard work is even more crucial. Yuhao, now that you've joined the Tang Clan, we're family. Teacher Xiaoya and I will help you from now on."
A family...
These three words warmed Huo Yuhao's heart, and his eyes welled up with tears.
But the fire in his heart showed no signs of going out; on the contrary, it burned even brighter.
"Xiao Yuhao, don't listen to those two humans' nonsense."
Just then, a lazy voice rang in his mind.
Within the Sea of Spirit, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, transformed into a giant fleshy worm, rolled over, its tone utterly disdainful:
"That Dai Huabin is nothing! So what if he's a three-ringed spirit beast? I'm a million-year-old spirit beast! An unprecedented intelligent spirit ring!"
With my help, not only will a nobody like Dai Huabin be unworthy to carry your shoes, but even that damned White Tiger Duke wouldn't be good enough to do it!
Tianmeng Bingcan's voice was full of confidence, even a bit arrogant.
"As long as you listen to me, we'll get our hands on that second martial soul and crush him in no time!"
Huo Yuhao silently replied in his heart, "Thank you, Brother Tianmeng."
But he didn't take the big bug's words completely seriously.
After all, this is a soul beast that is said to be a million years old, but its attack power is currently limited.
Are you expecting it to defeat Dai Huabin, who is already a Soul Master?
Huo Yuhao silently picked up a grilled fish and took a big bite.
"I will become stronger."
He swore in his heart,
"One day, I will return to the Duke's mansion and make him kneel before my mother's grave and repent!"
Suppressing the surging hatred in his heart, Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Mysterious Heaven Art that Tang Ya had just taught him.
...
The next morning.
Shrek City, East District.
Dai Huabin stood next to a big tree downstairs in the dormitory building, carrying two cups of hot soy milk.
Many freshmen passing by couldn't help but take a second look at him.
Dressed in a well-tailored white casual outfit, with his blond hair casually draped behind his head, and his heterochromatic eyes carrying a hint of nonchalance, he looked exactly like a noble young master straight out of an idol drama.
Not long after, a slender figure in black walked out of the stairwell.
Zhu Lu wore a black sports bodysuit today, which perfectly accentuated her already well-developed figure. She wore a white short jacket over it, making her look both cool and beautiful.
But that usually cold and aloof little face now carried a hint of sleepiness.
"Here you go, hot soy milk."
Dai Huabin naturally handed her the paper cup and casually tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Zhu Lu accepted the soy milk with a bit of surprise, her little hands warmed by the steam.
"Where...are we going?" She sipped her soy milk, her eyes darting around.
After yesterday's meal, she felt that the relationship between the two of them had progressed by leaps and bounds, so fast that it made her a little dizzy.
Dai Huabin downed his cup of soy milk in one gulp, casually tossed the paper cup into a trash can ten meters away, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"I'll take you to a hotel room."
"puff!"
Zhu Lu spat out a mouthful of soy milk, but luckily she reacted quickly and turned her head to spray it into the grass next to her.
"Cough cough cough! What...what did you say?!"
Zhu Lu's cat-like eyes widened, and her whole body turned bright red, like a freshly cooked shrimp.
Did she hear that right?
Book...book a hotel room?
Seeing her overreacting, Dai Huabin couldn't help but reach out and pinch her burning cheeks.
"What are you thinking? I meant finding a quiet place to cultivate properly. There are too many people in the dorm, do you want to be watched?"
"Cultivation…"
Zhu Lu breathed a sigh of relief, but a strange sense of loss, which she herself did not even realize, flashed through her heart.
"Otherwise what? If I were to eat Lulu, I would definitely prepare properly."
Dai Huabin leaned close to her ear and whispered a teasing remark.
"Dai Huabin! Shut up!" Zhu Lu was so ashamed and angry that she raised her foot to stomp on him.
Dai Huabin dodged to the side and took her hand in the process:
"Alright, stop fooling around. Time is tight and the task is heavy. School starts in a few days, so we need to improve our compatibility again."
Half an hour later.
Inside a luxury suite at the Shrek Grand Hotel.
The soundproofing here is the best in the city, and it's also equipped with a special soul power shield, specially prepared for soul master couples or cultivation fanatics who don't want to be disturbed.
When the heavily made-up receptionist checked them in, her eyes gave them a very meaningful look.
"Kids these days are so precocious..."
That was the last thing Zhu Lu heard before she got into the elevator.
She stood in the center of the room, looking at the large round bed that was at least three meters wide, her whole body stiff as a piece of wood.
Isn't this bed a bit too big?
And what's with this ambiguous pink light?
"Don't just stand there, come here."
Dai Huabin took off his coat, tossed it onto the sofa, and sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed.
He patted the spot in front of him.
Zhu Lu walked over hesitantly, her heart pounding as if it were about to jump out of her throat.
"Hold hands like before?" she asked, extending her hands in a voice barely audible.
In the past, when they practiced the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, their palms faced each other, and their soul power was interconnected.
"That's too inefficient."
Dai Huabin shook his head, a serious glint in his heterochromatic eyes.
"Lulu, the key to the Martial Soul Fusion Skill lies in 'fusion'."
It's not just about the fusion of soul power, but also the synchronization of mind and body.
"I was too pretentious before, which caused our Netherworld White Tiger to lack a certain soul, despite its great power."
Without waiting for a reply, he reached out and grabbed Zhu Lu's wrist.
The world spun around.
Zhu Lu exclaimed in surprise. The next second, she realized that she had not fallen, but had instead crashed solidly into a broad and warm embrace.
Dai Huabin actually hugged her from behind!
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, without any gaps.
Zhu Lu could clearly feel the boy's strong heartbeat and his burning body temperature behind her.
boom!
Zhu Lu's mind went blank for a moment.
"Don't move, calm down."
Dai Huabin's voice rang in her ears, carrying a strange, soothing magic.
"Feel my soul power."
As soon as he finished speaking, a domineering and pure white soul power surged out from Dai Huabin's body, instantly enveloping the two of them.
[end of the chapter ]