Chapter 42: A Day Off, Listening to Music!
Tea!
Du Qianjue couldn't get enough of the authentic and rich green tea flavor.
Rubbing his sore temples, he grimaced, feeling a slight toothache.
Indeed, a tea master is needed in every world!
"Your sister Ice Empress is quite fierce, you know. You wouldn't want her to find out about your little crush, would you?" Du Qianjue whispered ominously into Wei Na's ear.
"!"
Wei Na's brow twitched, and she took off running.
Damn man! I was just about to give you a treat, but then you threaten me with that wicked woman!
Wei Na was practically seething with resentment.
Watching Wei Na flee, Du Qianjue couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Tsk! Women, I've already seen through all your tricks!" Du Qianjue scoffed dismissively.
Are royal women ever simple?
On the surface, it looks like she admires my strength, and indeed, that's part of it, but isn't it also a ploy to bring a genius like me closer to the Heaven Dou Royal Family?
Moreover, as the next sect leader of the Body Sect, it's almost as if the Body Sect itself is leaning towards the Heaven Dou Royal Family.
And all the Royal Family would have to give up is a princess.
This profitable deal would make the Heaven Dou Emperor delighted to send Wei Na to my bed tonight, blinking not an eye should I agree.
Laughable.
Can Wei Na even compare to a single finger of my Xue'er?
Du Qianjue snorted coldly, his disdain for such schemes evident. The beauty trap!
Had I not met the Ice Empress before, I might have welcomed anyone, since I was no saint and a harem full of beauties was always welcome as long as they didn't bother me.
But now I have the Ice Empress, and she has willingly given up her pride to be my one and only Xue Linglong.
How could I possibly betray her?
Even if Xue Linglong wouldn't mind, I wouldn't indulge in such behavior.
"Silly girl, laughable indeed!"
Du Qianjue hummed a tune, filling his plate with a sumptuous meal, and enjoyed it comfortably.
Although the chefs here are nowhere near my level in culinary skills, the ingredients are quite decent.
It's hard to go wrong given the quality of the ingredients alone. The chefs didn't add unnecessary seasonings.
At most, the flavors were a bit bland.
After eating, Du Qianjue had no plans to wander around; he went straight back to the large single villa assigned to him by Dio Academy.
The villa, sprawling over two hundred square meters and luxuriously appointed, even featured a private swimming pool!
This is the advantage of having a solid background!
"Should I set up a stall and sell grilled meat tomorrow, just to experience life?" Du Qianjue mused, a playful spark in his eye.
I'm not short on cash, but I'd like to experience the sensation Huo Yuhao had when the smell of his grilled fish stunned everyone.
"Alright, it's settled. I'll set up a stall tomorrow to experience life!" Du Qianjue slapped his thigh, laughing heartily.
During his stroll around the campus during the day, he had already figured out which class he was in. He would just need to show up tomorrow. He wondered if Dio Academy's teaching methods were as archaic as those at Shrek's outer courtyard, like those mindless running drills. If so, after tomorrow, I might not need to come back.
Just hanging my name there would suffice, and later, I could just show up for the Soul Master Competition.
The dean of Dio Academy would probably be more than happy to agree.
If the teaching methods turn out to be interesting, I might stay a bit longer, just to experience life!
As a sixty-seven level Soul Emperor at twelve, I don't need to push too hard anymore. No matter how hard I train, it can't compare to having a cheat code.
I just need to properly assimilate the origins of the various ten-thousand-year soul beasts within me, and my soul power will steadily increase. The concepts of perseverance and incremental progress don't compare to the efficiency of my cheats.
The only thing I'm lacking now is training in combat.
That's easy enough.
The Body Sect has no shortage of powerful soul masters for sparring, and for soul beast sparring partners, I could travel further north and have my wife help me find some.
"It's really worth all the effort I put into building connections! Nothing to do today, just chilling!"
Du Qianjue promptly left Dio Academy, found an opera house, and began his carefree lifestyle.
Cultivation?
Forget it!
On the other hand, at Shrek Academy.
"Who has been fighting these past few days? Stand up if you have!" The old lady stood at the podium, her gaze sharply scanning the classroom filled with a hundred students.
Everyone looked around; no one else moved.
Only Huo Yuhao, the straightforward boy, stood up promptly, and Wang Dong, seeing Huo Yuhao's action, rolled his eyes and stood up too.
"Just the two of you? Is that all the spirit you have?" The old lady sneered mockingly. "Besides the two of you, everyone else go run a hundred laps on the field. Anyone who doesn't finish is expelled!"
"Why should we?!" A daring boy attempted to resist.
"Because I am your homeroom teacher!" Zhou Yi's eyes flashed a cold light, and her soul power surged as two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings rose around her.
The whole class fell utterly silent.
Then, one by one, they dutifully left the classroom and headed to the field to run.
It's fortunate that Du Qianjue didn't attend Shrek Academy and wasn't in her class; otherwise, with her level of power, Du Qianjue could have easily made her run those hundred laps!
"Why did you two fight?" Seeing the others had left, Zhou Yi's expression softened a bit.
"Teacher, we're roommates," the straightforward boy Huo Yuhao spoke the truth once again.
Wang Dong nodded in agreement.
"Having spirit is good, but I don't like infighting. Next time, remember to pick a fight with someone from another class," Zhou Yi adjusted her glasses. "Alright, now go finish those hundred laps on the field!"
"Didn't you just praise us for having spirit?" Wang Dong was bewildered.
Huo Yuhao, without saying a word, simply pulled Wang Dong out to run the laps.
Look! The Shrek style of teaching!
Good thing Du Qianjue wasn't there; otherwise, he might have shown Zhou Yi what real spirit was, and even calling her husband Fan Yu would have been futile.
After all, Fan Yu was just a Soul Douluo soul engineer; if he dared call him, the couple could be beaten together.
Thinking this, it seems like a bit of a waste not to have gone to Shrek Academy to stir up trouble?
Thus, while Du Qianjue was relaxing at the opera house, listening to music, Huo Yuhao was still dealing with Zhou Yi, the old lady, in a tug-of-war.
What does it mean when there's no comparison, there's no harm?
Du Qianjue, his bones soothed by the music, stretched lazily and prepared to head home.
One great thing about the Douluo Continent is that musicians are soul masters whose martial souls are musical instruments, and the music they play can even have calming and focusing effects.
Although it had little effect on someone of Du Qianjue's strength, it was undeniably pleasant to listen to!
"Not bad, I'll come again next time!"
Outside the opera house, Du Qianjue offered a professional critique.
(End of Chapter)
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