Tianwen Academy
In Gu Yi's room, Dugu Yan was meticulously practicing her cultivation technique. Despite her earlier claims, her poison core remained completely stable. Her earlier words were just a ruse to buy time.
Moreover, the reason she wanted to cultivate in front of Gu Yi was precisely for this moment. Her poison core had no problem, Gu Yi understood this better than anyone. And since he wasn't in a hurry he quietly observed Dugu Yan, curious to see what she was planning. Though he could suppress his desires, if he had zero curiosity, could he still be considered a normal person?
As Dugu Yan continued cultivating, a pink mist began to emanate from her body, gradually filling the room. Before Gu Yi could react, he felt a weight on his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw a pair of long legs clad in stockings.
"Little brother, didn't you say you wanted to study me before? Now your sister is right in front of you," Dugu Yan said, her voice sultry and breath heavy with desire. She appeared abnormally seductive.
Gu Yi felt his breathing grow heavy. He looked around the room filled with pink mist and realized what it was—Wan Yang Chun, a powerful aphrodisiac. It didn't affect the mind but caused the body to become feverish. Once the effects grew too strong, even someone with no desires would find themselves aroused.
It was clear that Dugu Yan had included herself in her own scheme. As the user of Wan Yang Chun, she had already absorbed it into her body, but now it seemed like she was more affected than Gu Yi. Her body was filled with the drug's potency, but her consciousness remained clear, though her body was uncontrollable.
"Why do this to yourself?" Gu Yi looked at Dugu Yan, surprised by her extreme actions.
"I, Dugu Yan, want the man I want, and if it means taking drugs, I will get him. And I don't believe you have no feelings for me. Who was it back then who kept staring at my legs?" she teased, pulling Gu Yi down onto the bed. Gu Yi, embarrassed, recalled how he had indeed admired her legs a few times, a memory she hadn't forgotten.
As he inhaled more of the pink mist, Gu Yi's breathing became heavier, and his eyes turned red, though his mind remained clear. Such was the unique effect of Wan Yang Chun.
Dugu Yan wrapped her arms around Gu Yi's neck and whispered seductively in his ear, "Tonight, I'm yours."
Gu Yi's eyes widened, and unable to resist any longer, he gave in. He had always had feelings for Dugu Yan, and in this situation, no man could resist.
Dugu Yan, pleased with herself, embraced Gu Yi, her face showing satisfaction. Even if he was as cold as ice, she would melt him.
"Finally... finally, you belong to me," she whispered.
The night was filled with passion, but elsewhere, just a short distance away, another woman was furiously cultivating, unaware of what was happening.
The night passed, and the dawn broke, marking the start of a new day. Gu Yi, waking up after a night of indulgence, looked around the chaotic room and felt a sense of nostalgia. Though Dugu Yan's physique and demeanor still couldn't quite compare to Tang Yuehua, she had her own unique charms.
Her long, slender legs and delicate waist were unmatched, and the wild passion brought out by the drug made her incomparable to the more reserved Tang Yuehua. The disarray in the room and the scattered, torn stockings and clothes spoke volumes about the night's events.
Gu Yi felt satisfied, but Dugu Yan, who had endured his passion, was utterly exhausted. Fortunately, as someone on the verge of becoming a Spirit King, Dugu Yan's resilience was far greater than Tang Yuehua's. She woke up not long after Gu Yi.
"Little brother, your sister gave herself to you completely. You can't forget about me now," she teased, her voice dripping with allure as she leaned against him.
"Have you forgotten? I'm your Dean now," Gu Yi responded, trying to regain his composure, but this only excited Dugu Yan further.
"Yes, you are my headmaster, little brother," she replied, kissing him on the cheek, finally having claimed him as hers.
Gu Yi felt helpless; she was utterly shameless, teasing him at every opportunity.
Unable to respond verbally, Gu Yi decided to retaliate with actions instead, leading to more playful protests from Dugu Yan.
In the following days, Gu Yi gave one of the pills to Tang Yuehua, who, due to her lower strength, couldn't absorb its power on her own. However, with Gu Yi's help in their synchronized cultivation, she could slowly absorb the pill's energy, enjoying the process.
Tang Yuehua's martial spirit became more complete, evolving from an empty ring to something resembling a crown. It could now manifest above her head, enhancing her noble aura. She now appeared every bit the regal queen, her domain stronger than before, no longer merely a supportive ability, but capable of suppressing an opponent's spiritual power.
Her spirit power had reached the twentieth level, just one spirit ring away from becoming a Grand Spirit Master, with even stronger spiritual power. Perhaps, after this breakthrough, Tang Yuehua's martial spirit would reveal its true form. The Wishful Ring had become much more beautiful, rivaling the crown worn by Bibi Dong. Who knew how perfect it would be after its complete transformation? At the very least, it would be a top-tier martial spirit, though probably not a divine one.
During this time, Gu Yi heard no news about Tang San and didn't know if he was alive or dead, as he hadn't found his body outside the toxic miasma. Whether Tang San lived or died didn't matter; if he dared to provoke him again, killing him would be as easy as lifting a finger.
What did surprise Gu Yi was that Yu Xiaogang had a falling out with Shrek Academy. Or rather, it was a one-sided falling out. It was said that there were quite a few spectators that day but no one knew where he had gone to find a way to restore his martial spirit.