Chapter 163 Individual Reactions, Ice Emperor Enters the Inner Court
The girls' dormitory, fourth floor.
Wang Dong'er sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her light-blue hair around her finger.
Xiao Xiao lay on the other end of the large bed they had pushed together, resting her chin on the pillow with a dried fruit dangling from her mouth.
Cui Yajie leaned against the headboard, her long pink hair cascading over her shoulders as she idly combed the tips of her hair with her fingers.
"Ning Tian's support in today's match was unbelievable," Xiao Xiao broke the silence first. "After she boosted me, the range of my cauldron's shockwave increased by a lot. Even Chen Zifeng was staggered back several steps."
Cui Yajie nodded.
"With a level 36 Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda applying all three buffs at once, the penetrating power of my Fox Tail Needles increased by at least thirty percent."
Wang Dong'er remained silent, but her thoughts were still replaying the battle that had taken place earlier that day.
Xiao Xiao turned toward the quiet Wang Dong'er.
"Dong'er, your Butterfly God Slash, with Ning Tian's amplification, directly shattered Chen Zifeng's fifth soul skill. That's a level 57 Soul King, while you're only level 35."
"That was because his strength had already been suppressed by at least forty percent by the Snow Dancing Under the Blazing Sun domain." Wang Dong'er answered calmly, without the slightest excitement. "If he had been at full strength, I wouldn't even have been able to touch him."
Cui Yajie chuckled.
"Oh? Dong'er, it's rare to hear you being this objective."
Wang Dong'er glared at her and snorted softly.
"I've always been objective, okay?"
Xiao Xiao rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling.
"But honestly, with Ning Tian around, the ceiling of our combat strength has risen tremendously. Before, the three of us couldn't even handle one Soul King. Now, the four of us can stall two."
"The key is still the class monitor." Cui Yajie lowered her voice. "Did you see Dai Yueheng's expression when that Martial Soul Fusion Skill appeared today?"
Xiao Xiao nodded seriously.
"One Soul Emperor and two Soul Kings were all held back by the class monitor and Lulu's Martial Soul Fusion Skill. And the class monitor even said they were holding back."
Wang Dong'er suddenly sighed.
"And both he and Lulu are only Soul Ancestors. If they already possess this kind of strength now... what will happen when they both become Titled Douluo one day?"
Cui Yajie and Xiao Xiao sighed at the same time.
Dai Huabin's talent was simply too terrifying.
The three of them had received countless benefits from their class monitor, yet they had hardly been able to help him in return.
The room suddenly fell silent.
After a while, Xiao Xiao spoke again.
"That's why I always say that following the class monitor was the best decision I've ever made."
Cui Yajie nodded solemnly.
She often wondered that if she and Zhu Lu hadn't been assigned to the same dormitory on the first day of school, perhaps she never would have had the opportunity to become part of Dai Huabin's circle.
She was truly fortunate.
"Yes." Cui Yajie smiled faintly. "We're lucky. Let's work hard and become people who can help the class monitor someday."
Wang Dong'er seemed not to hear their conversation.
She absentmindedly twirled her hair around her finger as the image of Dai Huabin standing in the center of the Soul Arena earlier that day appeared in her mind once again, the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger fading behind him as he looked back toward Zhu Lu.
...
Another room on the fourth floor of the girls' dormitory.
Ning Tian lay flat on her bed with both hands behind her head, blankly staring at the ceiling.
Wu Feng had fallen asleep long ago, breathing steadily as she occasionally turned over.
Ning Tian couldn't sleep.
Everything that had happened inside the inner court arena kept replaying in her mind.
A Soul Ancestor with the ultimate ice attribute.
A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring.
A Martial Soul Fusion Skill capable of overwhelming a level 64 Soul Emperor together with two Soul Kings above level 50.
A level 65 Ultimate Ice Soul Emperor accompanying him.
And now, Elder Mu had personally summoned him to the Sea God Pavilion.
Throughout Shrek Academy's history, how many people had ever received such treatment?
Ning Tian turned over onto her side, gently rubbing the edge of her pillow with her fingertips.
She recalled Dai Huabin's words inside the Treasure Gathering Pavilion during their first year.
"Your sect lacks top-tier combat power, but it has money."
At the time, those words had sounded blunt, yet practical.
Looking back now...
Everything Dai Huabin had predicted had become reality.
A year ago, he had only been level 33, and she considered him a promising investment.
One year later, he had reached level 45 after advancing twelve levels and had even been specially recruited into the inner court.
He was no longer a potential investment.
He had already begun soaring.
Ning Tian's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.
The phrase "give everything" in her mother's letter no longer sounded exaggerated.
It was an accurate judgment.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had never lacked wealth.
What it lacked was an absolute powerhouse capable of standing at the summit of the continent.
And Dai Huabin's current growth trajectory pointed precisely toward that summit.
If the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect could establish a relationship with him before he completely rose...
Ning Tian slowly took a deep breath and pulled her blanket up a little higher.
No...
There was no need to rush.
Dai Huabin wasn't someone who could be won over with material benefits.
The only thing she could do was continue providing the strongest possible support within the reserve team so that he would continue recognizing the value of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.
As for the sect...
She would return during the holidays and discuss everything with her mother.
Ning Tian slowly closed her eyes.
Deep down, however, she already understood.
The opportunity for the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's future might very well lie with Dai Huabin.
...
Over the following days, the seven reserve team members completely adapted to the rhythm of the inner court.
Every morning at eight o'clock, Mu Jin would wait beside Sea God Lake and escort everyone into the inner court.
Mornings were devoted to joint training with the main team.
Afternoons consisted of team battles or individual cultivation.
Dinner was eaten in the inner court cafeteria.
The food there was indeed far superior to that of the outer court.
There were seven or eight kinds of staple food alone, while every meat dish came from high-level soul beasts containing trace amounts of soul power, gradually nourishing a Soul Master's body through long-term consumption.
The dessert section became Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie's favorite destination.
"What exactly is in this milk pudding?" Xiao Xiao held her third bowl with a blissful expression. "After eating it, I feel like my soul power circulates more smoothly."
Cui Yajie dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin.
"It contains the juice of Spirit Milk Grass. I asked the kitchen."
Across from them, Wang Dong'er silently picked up another slice of roasted meat with her chopsticks.
Her plate was already nearly empty.
Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu sat together.
Zhu Lu quietly ate her meal, occasionally placing another piece of food onto Dai Huabin's plate.
Ning Tian sat diagonally opposite them, silently observing every interaction around the table while committing certain details to memory.
One other matter had also been resolved.
Ice Emperor had nearly gone crazy staying alone in the outer court dormitory.
Every day consisted of either cultivation or staring blankly into space.
She had nearly pulled out all the ends of her emerald twin ponytails from boredom.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dai Huabin mentioned to Yan Shaozhe that Bing Hanyue was Xue Qingyao's younger sister and hoped she could come to the inner court to observe and learn.
Yan Shaozhe had long been curious about the so-called hidden family behind Xue Qingyao.
Naturally, he had no objections.
Thus, Ice Emperor also entered the inner court.
Although she wasn't qualified to participate in combat training, she spent every day sitting in the spectator stands watching the battles, occasionally whispering a few words to Snow Emperor.
Life became much more enjoyable.
"Hua Bin won again today."
Ice Emperor leaned against the railing, her orange-gold eyes fixed upon the arena below.
Snow Emperor sat beside her with impeccable posture, her spotless white dress fluttering slightly in the breeze.
"He wins every day."
"I know." Ice Emperor snorted. "I just wanted to say it."
She rested her chin on her hand before muttering,
"When do you think he'll finally reach Soul Emperor...?"
"What's the hurry?" Snow Emperor calmly interrupted.
Ice Emperor pursed her lips without answering.
Her emerald twin ponytails gently swayed from side to side, betraying her excellent mood.
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