"Thump, thump, thump!"
Violent knocking sounded, and looking at the shaking door, one could tell that the person knocking outside was definitely not in a good mood.
"Creak~"
"An Zhen, you bastard!"
Wang Dong, holding a quilt, was furious.
"A beautiful girl shouldn't use foul language."
The calm-faced youth slowly said, as if something murky was condensing in his black eyes, and traces of emotion were being stripped away.
"You still have the nerve to say that!"
Her fair cheeks were flushed, not because she had trespassed into another boy's dormitory at night, but because she was angry.
Just as she was about to lie down and rest, she smelled an unusual fragrance. Turning her head, a layer of blue mist had completely enveloped Huo Yutong.
Recalling what An Zhen had won from that sixth-grade old bastard earlier, there was no doubt that Huo Yutong's current state was due to taking a Xuan Water Pill. Wang Dong didn't believe that this guy wouldn't know the effects of a Xuan Water Pill after consumption.
Wang Dong was surprised that An Zhen was willing to use a pill worth tens of thousands of gold coins on Huo Yutong, whom he had only known for a day or two, but she was even more angered that this guy clearly knew yet still let Huo Yutong take it at night.
Where was she going to sleep!
Go to this guy?
A flash of inspiration suddenly exploded in Wang Dong's mind, and her dreamily beautiful pink-blue eyes instantly filled with vigilance. Her body, clad in tightly wrapped pajamas, lowered slightly, looking as if she could strike at any moment.
"Xuan Water Pill, do you dare say you didn't do it on purpose?"
"Do what on purpose?"
An Zhen stood up and took out a clean, soft blanket from the wardrobe.
As if thinking of something, the youth suddenly took a large step forward, his handsome face smiling as he forced the girl holding the quilt into a corner. The girl raised her fair fists, as if to say, 'I'm not to be trifled with.'
"Wang Dong couldn't possibly think this was my scheme to share a room with you, could she?"
"Isn't it?"
Wang Dong promised, she promised that if this guy dared to have even a hint of such a scumbag-like ill intention, that punch would definitely land on his face the next second.
"I really hadn't thought of that."
An Zhen gently shook his head, then maintained a suitable distance between them. His soft voice sounded, "Stay here tonight. I'll make do outside for the night."
"?
Did she really think wrong?
Wang Dong was puzzled.
But the youth had already moved, holding the blanket, and two things arced through the air to land on the bed. "These are the two keys to the dormitory."
"Are you serious?"
"Take it or leave it."
A slightly cold voice sounded.
"!"
"You dare to be fierce with me!"
Wang Dong had heard the ill-intentioned emotion in that voice, but just as she was about to say something, the youth's slightly unsteady figure disappeared around the corner.
"Hmph! Good for you for knowing what's good for you!"
"Bang!"
The dormitory door was slammed shut in a huff.
"I wasn't being fierce with you."
An Zhen, who had just walked out of the dormitory building, sighed helplessly, the struggle in his eyes becoming more apparent.
This was the after-effect of over-using his Spirit for a period of time.
Humans can influence their Spirit from various aspects such as will or innate talent. And Spirits can also influence humans, such as the Evil Fire Phoenix Spirit, or certain Spirits that, once awakened, will immediately be marked as Evil Soul Master. That is not human prejudice but a painful price from the past. Powerful Spirits are like spiritual artifacts; those who can control and use them can naturally become top-tier powerhouses, but those who cannot will become slaves to power.
World Adjustment Mode.
Or rather, World.
Undoubtedly, this was a very powerful Spirit.
Innate full spirit power was not its limit, but the limit of An Zhen's current body. He was not like the Qian family of Spirit Hall, who possessed the bloodline of deities and even received god-given trials every generation.
Since his Spirit was World.
Then what was he?
Heavenly Dao.
An Zhen found a very suitable word from some myths and legends of his previous life.
The Heavenly Dao is ruthless and impartial, like a machine without any thoughts or emotions, making the entire World operate in an orderly manner.
The Spirit could autonomously absorb the energy of heaven and earth, continuously strengthening his soul, which sounded like a cheat code.
But where in the World is there such a good thing that can be gained without any cost?
The erosion of the Spirit, making him gradually approach the Heavenly Dao, was the price.
However, ordinary erosion would not be very severe, not even affecting his daily life. But whenever the World significantly strengthened (devouring a large amount of pure heaven and earth energy, such as from blessed lands), or An Zhen's authority increased significantly (gaining a spirit ring), or like now, when he overused his power, the erosion would suddenly intensify.
The World rejected him.
His Spirit eroded him.
Goodness, it's really not easy to become strong these days.
But fortunately, the former had already been resolved; with Huo Yutong, there was no problem.
As for the latter, An Zhen had his own solution.
Heavenly Dao, humanity.
Since the Spirit wanted him to become a heartless Heavenly Dao.
But as long as he strengthened his own emotions, wouldn't he be able to resist it, or increase the anchor points that strengthen humanity?
Finally, control everything!
'Fortunately, my body matured early in this life, otherwise, it would be inconvenient to do some things.'
'But, who should I look for this time?'
Although he couldn't instantly refresh and reset his state through the Virtual World, solving it in the Virtual World was the same; it wouldn't affect anyone, preventing An Zhen from doing the things Ma Hongjun did when he was a teenager.
The youth, with somewhat unsteady steps, strolled through the academy at night. Amidst the myriad stars, a silver moon hung high in the sky, its silver moonlight spilling onto the earth, draping the daytime azure lake in a beautiful, shimmering glow.
"Is this... Sea God Lake?"
There seemed to be only one such large lake within Shrek Academy, Sea God Lake.
"An outer court student?"
A clear, crisp voice sounded in An Zhen's ear.
The youth, draped in a blanket, turned around and closed his eyes under the other party's puzzled gaze.
Virtual World, Second Spirit Ability, Imprint.
He opened his eyes.
"Mm."
"If you encounter any difficulties, you can find a teacher." The tall, fiery figure left a sentence, and the next moment, the temperature of the originally chilly night instantly soared. Crimson flames outlined a beautiful bird, enveloping the tall figure and streaking across the lake like a meteor, departing.
"It seems I was misunderstood."
A pale face, looking very weak, not sleeping in the dormitory late at night, but wandering outside wrapped in a blanket.
Shaking his head, he spread the larger blanket on the grass. An Zhen lay directly on it, pulling a corner of the blanket over his stomach.
Virtual World.
Second Spirit Ability, Imprint.
Beside the Sea God Lake in the Virtual World, a red boot stepped onto the mud.
That was an extremely beautiful person.
A head of fiery red hair like burning flames, a melon-seed face beneath the bangs, looking like the beautiful age of twenty. The slightly cold facial lines added a touch of aloofness to her captivating beauty. A luxurious red long dress outlined her perfect curves, and her captivatingly full chest had a beautiful, alluring curve.
"Grant reality, relationship, lovers." The virtual deity gave the command.
"An Zhen?" A voice tinged with confusion sounded.
The next moment, soft fullness pressed against the youth's cheek.
"It's like an absurd and beautiful dream."
An Zhen rarely imbued character projections with real emotions, because projections were inherently fake, but that beauty made one want to indulge in it.
However, now was the time to enjoy it.
As his body's various abilities gradually matured, the primitive desires of that twenty-something soul, long dormant, quietly resurfaced.
Her eyes, full of a maiden's tenderness, looked at her beloved with confusion, then actively offered her fragrant kiss, and the false, ardent love was conveyed to the real youth.
A tall, beautiful figure appeared beside the two, identical to the beauty embracing An Zhen, except for the large expanse of fair skin revealed by her maid outfit and the black stockings wrapped around her long yet shapely beautiful legs.