Chapter 190: The Season of Love—Did the Lord Get Hacked?!
"I'm sorry, Jiang Chen, but I cannot agree to lay an egg with you!"
Staring at Gu Yue's sincere yet tragic expression, Jiang Chen began to wonder if absorbing the Dragon God's Heart had affected her brain.
Was his "intent" that obvious?
Wait—no!
"When," he said incredulously, "did I ever say I wanted to lay an egg with you?"
This woman! How had things escalated that far already?
One moment she was giving him "a chance to pursue her," and now she had jumped straight to egg-making?!
What on Douluo was going on in that head of hers?
To stop her delusions once and for all, Jiang Chen decided to be brutally clear.
"Don't overthink this," he said seriously. "I have never liked you. I don't like you now, and I won't in the future."
"You don't have to worry I'm scheming after you. I only see you as my superior, nothing more."
He suddenly felt a strange chill crawl up his spine as he looked into Gu Yue's face, which darkened like a storm cloud.
He rubbed his head—what had he said wrong?
Wasn't it manly to be upfront? To shut down misunderstandings clearly?
But the aura pulsing off her was terrifying. Something was off, but he couldn't tell what.
Trying to smooth things over, he awkwardly added, "D-Did I say something wrong? Look, I really don't like you! I swear!"
"I swear on my life!"
"If you still don't believe me—fine, how about this: I'll chase after Snow Empress instead! That should settle it, right?"
There! That should extinguish her nonsense completely and keep him out of danger.
And honestly, pursuing Snow Empress wasn't such a bad idea.
After all, they were walking the same path toward godhood—eternal companions, bound forever. Might as well be husband and wife already.
"JIANG!!! CHEN!!!"
"I'm here!"
"Go die!!!"
A voice suddenly rang from the doorway.
"These three—I'm taking them."
"Teacher Ling," another instructor protested, "this isn't appropriate."
The door opened, revealing a striking red‑haired woman—Ling Zichen.
Without hesitation, she had barged right into the classroom to claim her students: Snow Empress, Jiang Chen, and Gu Yue.
Yes, Ling Zichen was here to steal them.
Originally, she'd expected the batch of freshmen she'd been assigned to teach to help her complete her project and earn the Emperor Sky Dragon Scale she needed. But those students…
Utterly hopeless.
They couldn't even grasp her lectures, let alone finish her research.
Soul Masters always acted so high and mighty, didn't they?
Hah. If not for the strange laws of this world that sealed the skies, preventing her from venturing into space, she could already be piloting her warships through the stars.
She herself had developed the Federation's latest warship energy systems and main cannons—capable of blasting apart a Soul Saint in a single hit.
Now that these students had failed her, only one option remained: find better ones.
Technically, academy policy forbade professors from poaching students, but let's be honest—rules had exceptions for people with connections.
If a Divine Blacksmith wanted to personally instruct a student, who at the university would dare say no?
Those "regulations" only existed to stop professors from literally fighting over talent.
But Ling Zichen was done waiting. Her patience and curiosity were both wearing thin.
She had used some of her privileges to access the Federation's student profiles—every prodigy of this generation—and three names had captivated her.
Jiang Chen, Snow Empress, and Gu Yue.
Their soul power already exceeded that of their peers, reaching the astonishing level of Rank 59, bordering on Soul Emperor.
Even more shocking—their spiritual power surpassed the average Titled Douluo, reaching deep into the Spirit Abyss Realm.
Depth like an abyss, vast as life and death itself—Ling Yuan Realm.
One at beginner stage, one at mid‑stage, and one already advanced.
Her envy burned. How could she not want them?
But none of the three had chosen her courses!
Did no one dream of exploring the stars anymore?
Everyone assumed great mental power meant intelligence—but true intelligence required vision.
If she were a soul master with their level of spiritual power, she could create weapons even stronger than the 12th‑level Godslayer Soul Cannon!
"Jiang Chen. Gu Yue. Xue'er." Her voice cut across the classroom. "All three of you—come with me!"
But the trio ignored her.
Jiang Chen was still trying to figure out why Gu Yue had exploded in fury.
Wait… could it be she did want to lay an egg with him?
Impossible! Absolutely not!
He got under her skin every single day, constantly teasing and outwitting her.
If she ever found out half the things he'd done to manipulate her, she'd kill him on the spot.
Meanwhile, Snow Empress glanced from Gu Yue to Jiang Chen, her brows furrowing tightly.
Then, without hesitation, she clasped his hand.
Her soft fingers laced between his, refusing to let go.
Ever since her argument with Huo Yun'er, she'd come to understand her feelings.
She did want to be with him.
Though she still couldn't quite say the word, her heart and body already yearned to be near him.
So this was what humans called affection—liking someone.
As a being born of heaven and earth, her soul had always been pure. If not for that, she might've turned out like the mischievous Ice Empress ages ago.
The last time someone had confessed to her—A'Tai, wasn't it?—she'd punched him so hard his bones shattered, forcing him to recover for ten thousand years.
Snow Empress wasn't sure if Jiang Chen liked her or Gu Yue more.
He wasn't human; his admiration for strength made that hard to tell. And compared to the mighty Silver Dragon King, she still wasn't strong enough to pull him completely toward her.
"Snow Empress," she told herself quietly, "you finally have a reason you must become a god."
As she clasped his hand tighter, ten fingers interlocking, Gu Yue nearly lost her mind.
That shameless pair—what were they doing!?
Did he actually like Snow Empress?
She was the dignified Silver Dragon King! How dare he reject her!
How dare he!
Outraged, she immediately opened her communicator and sent a direct message—
to Di Tian.
"Do you love me or not?"
Di Tian: "???"
When he first saw the message, he thought it was a mistake… or a hacked account.
Could it be… the Lord's device had been compromised?
[To Revive the Soul Beasts I Walk on Thin Ice]: "My Lord? Is that really you?"
[The Wise and Magnificent Silver Dragon King]: "Of course it's me! Now answer—do you love me or not?!"
Di Tian nearly dropped his communicator.
In his mind, the Dragon God was a sacred being beyond mortal comprehension.
Even though the Silver Dragon King was a fragment of that god, she was still divine, a presence none could defile.
For hundreds of thousands of years, that belief had been his faith.
And now… this?
Could it be the Lord intended to… lead him in reviving the dragon race—together?
No! That couldn't be it!
The one blessed with the Dragon God's divine wisdom would never look upon him that way.
She was too exalted for any dragon to be worthy of her.
Unless… no, it couldn't be!
An absurd thought struck him.
"Wait… My Lord… don't tell me… you've fallen in love!?"
(END CHAPTER)
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