Peerless: Tang San, this time Huo Yuhao is the attacker.

After a long silence, Xixi stopped rolling around, got up, and looked at the dazed Ling Luochen, a sly glint in her eyes.

A thin bolt of purple lightning shot from her fingertip, landing squarely on Ling Luochen's chest.

"what!"

Ling Luochen gasped and instinctively covered her chest. The electric light released by Xixi was very weak, so it did not sting her skin.

The weak electric current stimulated her sensitive areas, and a strange tingling sensation traveled from her chest to her brain, causing a blush to rise on Ling Luochen's face.

Ling Luochen knew her own body best. She didn't need to look; she could tell from the friction between her skin and the fabric that her breasts had slightly bulged.

"Luo Chen, what's wrong?" Xi Xi looked at Ling Luo Chen, who was clutching his chest and blushing, and was somewhat confused. She had controlled the intensity of the current and there was absolutely no way it could have hurt Ling Luo Chen.

"No!" Meeting Ling Luochen's unfriendly gaze, Xixi knew she was about to get beaten up, and she hurriedly tried to defend herself:

"You can't hit me! I've controlled my strength!" As Xixi spoke, she suddenly seemed to realize something, her face full of vigilance.

"You weren't just faking it to beat me up, were you? Luo Chen, how could you go so far!" Xi Xi thought about it more and more and felt it made sense, her tone full of heartache.

Ling Luochen sneered, showing no intention of arguing. An ice staff appeared out of thin air and she held it in her hand, and a large amount of ice mist quickly enveloped the room.

Xixi huddled in the corner by the bed, her eyes filled with helplessness. Although agility-based attacks are effective against control-based attacks, that's only when there's enough space to unleash speed freely.

In such a confined space, the control system is everything.

"I was wrong, please stop hitting me! Luo Chen, I was wrong, waaaaah~"

Foreign Languages ​​Department Office Building.

"Oh, it's Luo Chen. What brings you here?" Du Weilun greeted Ling Luo Chen with a gentle smile as she entered through the door.

As one of the Shrek Seven Devils, Ling Luochen naturally recognized them. Each of these genius-level students was a treasure in the hands of the Martial Soul system.

"Director Du, I've come to inquire about Huo Yuhao. I'd like to know his dormitory number and class information," Ling Luochen nodded and stated his purpose directly.

She needed to know this basic information to make contact with Huo Yuhao, but everyone she knew was an inner court disciple and couldn't possibly know this kind of information.

So she went directly to Du Weiren.

Upon hearing the name Huo Yuhao, Du Weilun subconsciously recalled the scenes of him repeatedly inviting Huo Yuhao only to be rejected time and time again.

To think that he, the head of the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy, a dignified level eight Soul Douluo, actually suffered a setback at the hands of a mere student.

"What do you want with Huo Yuhao?"

Ling Luochen keenly noticed the fleeting displeasure on Du Weilun's face, which made her wonder.

Judging from Du Weiren's attitude when he first arrived, it's clear that his displeasure stemmed from Huo Yuhao.

Why is that? Could it be that there's a conflict between Du Weilun and Huo Yuhao?

Ling Luochen was somewhat puzzled, but still answered Du Weilun's question, "Huo Yuhao's martial soul is the ultimate ice, and I would like to invite him to cultivate with me."

My martial soul is ice element. If I can cultivate with ultimate ice, it can improve the quality of my martial soul.

I want to ask him for help, but I don't know where he lives.

Du Weilin's eyes lit up with understanding. So it was to improve the quality of his martial soul. No wonder Ling Luochen came to ask about Huo Yuhao.

It is not impossible to improve the quality of one's martial soul through training. The most common method is to absorb the soul rings produced by soul beasts with special bloodlines.

For example, if a Soul Master possesses a Firebird Martial Soul, and can successfully absorb a Fire Phoenix Soul Ring, there is a certain probability that they will fuse with the Phoenix Bloodline to advance their Martial Soul.

However, this probability is so low as to be negligible.

"I understand," Du Weilun quickly pulled out the document belonging to Huo Yuhao from a stack of documents.

It records the student's basic information, such as martial spirit, age, soul power, class, dormitory, etc.

These are all basic pieces of information, not really private matters, and can be easily found out by asking around, so Du Weilun didn't need to refuse Ling Luochen on this matter.

"Thank you, Director Du." Ling Luochen quickly scanned the document, memorized all the information, returned the document to Du Weilun, thanked him politely, and left the office building.

Along the way, Ling Luochen attracted countless gazes, not only because of her exquisite appearance, but also because of the red school uniform she wore, which symbolized the inner academy.

Ling Luochen was already used to such admiring or covetous glances.

Looking at the yellow dormitory building in front of her, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Ling Luochen's eyes. Seven years had passed since she lived here.

"Senior students are not allowed to enter junior students' dormitories. What are you, an inner court disciple, doing here?"

Just as Ling Luochen was about to enter the dormitory building, an old voice came. She turned her head and saw an old man sleeping on a recliner.

"I'm here to find someone. He should be in the dormitory right now." Ling Luochen frowned slightly. She had been in the inner courtyard for too long and had forgotten about this school rule.

Ling Luochen looked troubled, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. It seemed this trip was going to be in vain.

"Senior Ling?"

Just as she turned to leave, a somewhat familiar voice called out from behind her.

Ling Luochen turned around in surprise and saw two figures just coming down the stairs and out the door. One had blond hair and the other had red hair. They were Wu Feng and Ning Tian, ​​whom he had fought with that morning.

"Hello, everyone." Ling Luochen nodded slightly as a greeting.

"What brings you here, senior?" Ning Tian asked, trying to start a conversation. Compared to talkative people, she actually preferred interacting with these quiet and reserved individuals.

The reason is simple: although such people may be difficult to communicate with at first, once a good relationship is established, it becomes very stable.

Those who are eloquent and articulate are more likely to betray you behind your back.

"I've come to see Huo Yuhao about something, but I can't enter the dormitory building."

Upon hearing Ling Luochen's words, Ning Tian's eyes narrowed. Looking for Huo Yuhao? Why look for Huo Yuhao?

Ning Tian instinctively wanted to see Ling Luochen as an opponent, but she always had great self-control and quickly calmed herself down. While pondering Ling Luochen's intentions, she replied:

"I see. Please wait a moment, senior, while I go and call Yuhao out."

"Huh? Men and women can't go to each other's floors."

Ling Luochen advised her that although she had forgotten the rule that senior students could not enter junior students' dormitories, she had not forgotten this most basic rule.

After all, the inner courtyard is the same; men and women are not allowed to enter each other's dormitory buildings.

"Don't worry, senior, we won't go there. Do you know Yuhao's dorm number?"

Ning Tian smiled slightly. Although Ling Luochen was puzzled, he still gave Huo Yuhao's dormitory number.

Ning Tian glanced to his side, and Wu Feng understood immediately. He retreated to the stairs, faced the corridor, took a deep breath, and cupped his hands to his mouth like a megaphone.

"Huo Yuhao!"

(This corresponds to Chapter 11 of the original novel, where Tang Ya shouts outside the dormitory building that Huo Yuhao should come out and sell grilled fish.)