Midnight.
The bright moon hung high.
Inside Su Wen's bedroom, however, the lights were still blazing.
A group of girls in nightgowns stared each other down, wide-eyed and wary. They were all dead tired but refused to leave, each afraid that if she did, someone else would steal the spotlight.
"Ling Luochen, you really have no shame!" Ma Xiaotao struck first.
"You dare say that to me? You didn't even bother putting on pajamas before coming here—what exactly were you planning?!" Ling Luochen shot back without flinching.
"M-my evil fire's been harder to suppress lately. I just wanted Xiao Wen to help me extinguish it…" Ma Xiaotao's momentum faltered, her guilty tone shrinking.
"Extinguish fire? You call that extinguishing fire?!" Ling Luochen sneered.
"…"
Listening to them, while noticing that between the two of them they were barely wearing five pieces of clothing in total—and showing off far too much snow-white skin—it was surreal that these two eldest seniors could argue so brazenly. The rest of the girls exchanged awkward glances.
"Little Master, why are you here too?" Wu Feng muttered.
"I…" Ning Tian, dressed in an exquisite silk nightdress with light makeup still on her face, covered herself and whispered in embarrassment.
"And you, Wang Dong—what are you doing here?" Wu Feng turned, her crimson eyes narrowing. "Don't tell me you're planning something with Su Wen…"
"Cough, cough, cough!!"
Ning Tian shot her a warning glare.
Wang Dong's little face went pale—probably scarred for life.
She had thought she'd be the only one here, planning to practice martial soul fusion with Su Wen as usual.
But when she entered—
Pitch-black room.
Bed already overcrowded.
Su Wen looked like he had lost the will to live.
Across the way, Jiang Nannan sat calmly on the bed, her fair hands folded over her legs like a quiet maiden. But this gentle savior was ruthless too—he thought she had come to save him, but she had lunged like a wild rabbit straight into Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen's arms.
"Enough! Stop arguing already!"
Su Wen finally spoke.
The room went silent.
Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen both turned their hostile glares on him.
"…Forget it, carry on," Su Wen admitted defeat.
…
After the chaotic birthday night, Su Wen's life returned to normal.
Classes during the day. Cultivation at night.
And… pet training.
On the shimmering lake, the graceful figure of the Emerald Swan reflected on the surface. This place was no different from the Star Dou Forest—even the lake water was saturated with life energy. Unfortunately, Su Wen had already checked: there was no Life Gold beneath.
Sitting cross-legged on the grassy lakeside, Su Wen nodded to himself.
This was indeed the best place to help Elder Yi recover.
As the Emerald Swan's exclusive spirit domain, this place brimmed with vitality—like a miniature core region of the Star Dou Forest. And as the Swan grew stronger, this environment would continue to evolve. One day, even Life Gold might form at the lake bottom.
"Hum…"
A Jade Spirit emerged from the Swan's chest, gazing at Su Wen.
"No need. Just a spoonful of this lake water, with the surrounding life energy, is enough to restore Elder Yi's consciousness." Su Wen smiled and shook his head.
The Jade Spirit was too precious—it was the Swan's very foundation. To use it recklessly risked crippling her, a loss far too great. This was why not even the ferocious beasts who had lived alongside Bi Ji for tens of thousands of years knew of its existence.
And besides, that piece of Life Gold would appear in just a year. No need to rush.
"…."
The Swan's eyes softened, and she nodded gently.
"In that case…"
Su Wen grew solemn.
He guided the black mist within his spiritual sea, letting it devour a spoonful of the clear, life-infused water before him.
"Hahaha, what a delicious flavor!"
An aged voice rang out.
The black mist grew denser, condensing into a human figure that burst out laughing.
"You've awakened?" Su Wen grinned.
"Hehe, this sweet life water is indeed a great boon for repairing my fragmented consciousness," Electrolux said with emotion. "But alas, my injuries are too grave. All I have left are broken memories and this wisp of divine sense. Otherwise…"
"I know where a large piece of Life Gold lies. With it, you'll be able to recover," Su Wen replied with a bright smile.
"Life Gold?!"
Electrolux stared at him in shock.
Then burst into hearty laughter. "As I thought—you're full of secrets, child. But of course, our fates are now tied together."
He looked at Su Wen with satisfaction.
"Child, would you like to become my disciple?"
"I would!"
Su Wen answered without hesitation.
In the original story, Electrolux was Huo Yuhao's greatest cheat. Without him, Yuhao's combat power would've been at least cut in half!
An entire world's worth of complex magic and contracts.
The half-undead plane.
A third martial soul… brimming with powerful necromancy.
And Electrolux's significance went beyond strength—he was a true master, knowledgeable and upright. Especially after the Long Haochen and Sheng Cai'er incident, he had shed even his last trace of evil. (MC & FL of Throne of Seal novel.)
Those profound, wise eyes could pierce through all flaws in the world—far superior to that so-called God of Wisdom. In the original story, he was the key to Yuhao's first tournament victory.
He was the ultimate support character—like Yao Chen, but in full hexagonal warrior mode, only lacking a body. (Yao Chen: From BTTH)
Sadly, in the original, Yuhao wasted him away, and he never revived by the end.
"Good, good, good!"
Electrolux laughed heartily.
Then sighed. "It's a pity I'm so weak now. Even my memories are broken… Give me some time, give me some time…"
…
Meanwhile.
Inside the Martial Soul Department office.
Two beautiful figures faced each other.
On the left: tall, curvy, golden wavy hair, sweet looks, with a faint red mark on her forehead like a closed eye. Her gaze flickered nervously, clearly guilty.
On the right: tall as well, silver hair straight and sleek, her stunning cold face tinged with confusion.
"Rui, didn't I warn you not to enter the human world without permission?" Gu Yuena's lips barely moved, her voice carried by spiritual transmission.
"Didn't you come too?" The golden-haired girl fidgeted with her fingers, then suddenly widened her eyes, seizing the flaw. "And didn't you say the human world was dangerous? As the Lord of Soul Beasts, the one destined to save our race, how could you come here yourself?"
Gu Yuena fell silent.
Meanwhile, Du Weilan looked between the two girls, utterly bewildered, and cautiously asked: "Uh… do you two know each other?"
"We don't!" ×2
They answered in unison.
Both turned their heads away.
Du Weilan scratched his scalp, his face twitching.
"Really don't know each other?"
"Nonsense! Ask again and I'll transfer to another academy!" the golden-haired girl snapped.
"Ask me again and I'll transfer too," Gu Yuena said coolly.