Douluo Dalu 2: Way of Heaven

A thirteen or fourteen-year age gap between spouses isn't much.

In society, it's common for young girls to like mature, refined uncles, and tender boys to like charming big sisters. A thirty-something marrying a twenty-year-old is perfectly legal and compliant.

But a twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old marrying an eleven-year-old?

Drag them out and shoot them.

But the world is often unfair.

Some people always possess privileges that transcend the law. This is a world of the extraordinary, where the strong make the laws.

And clearly, Zhang Lexuan possesses such privilege. She is Shrek Academy's youngest Soul Douluo in three thousand years, possesses a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone, is the great-great-granddaughter of the Limit Douluo Dragon God Mu En, and has an extremely high likelihood of becoming the future Master of the Sea God Pavilion.

An Zhen's heart was utterly calm.

Devoid of any worldly desires.

"Nourishes Yang, replenishes deficiency, consolidates the foundation, cultivates vitality."

In Zhang Lexuan's living room, the slovenly elder placed a jade bottle in front of An Zhen.

"I'm not deficient!" An Zhen felt slandered.

"Bullying!"

"Too much bullying!"

"Comfortable?"

Taking a bite of his chicken leg, Elder Xuan asked calmly.

"Uh..." An Zhen really wanted to deny it, but...

Holding the fragrant, soft big sister, he really just wanted to bury himself in her embrace.

A boy's resistance to a gentle big sister is really low, okay? Long black hair, voluptuous figure, tender gestures – it was too tempting.

"Hmph." The slovenly elder got up and left.

Alone in the living room, An Zhen thought for a moment, then opened the jade bottle on the table and swallowed the white pill inside.

Not because he was deficient.

Only to reduce the soul power consumption needed for projection.

Soul Elder versus Soul Douluo.

The gap was just too vast.

"An Zhen." The gentle, long-black-haired big sister pushed the door open and walked in, a tender smile on her flawless face. "I've asked for leave for you and told your two friends you're perfectly fine. Tired after half a day, you can rest a little longer."

Slender jade-like hands gently smoothed the boy's slightly messy hair. Her impressive softness pressed directly against An Zhen's cheek, the pliant sensation eroding his resolve.

An Zhen really wanted to loudly refute her and push the person in front of him away, but she was really so fragrant and soft.

"Zhang Lexuan, I won't fall in love with you."

This was his last shred of stubbornness.

He refused to let this fragrant, soft voluptuousness corrode him.

"Mhm." Tenderness seemed to overflow from her dark eyes, a touch of maternal radiance appearing on her flawless face.

An Zhen met her gaze coldly.

After a few seconds, he averted his eyes.

"It's getting dark." Zhang Lexuan said softly.

"My wardrobe doesn't have any... special clothing, but I do have some black and white stockings. Adolescent boys must have read some... those kinds of books, right?"

A seductive blush spread across the big sister's cheeks, her radiant beauty highlighting a maidenly shyness.

Zhang Lexuan recalled some things.

Not from the dream.

From earlier that day, when she was sitting on top of this child, looking at his handsome face still touched with youthfulness, a strange emotion had surged through her mind. Although it hurt at first, it was really wonderful afterward, especially when this child was lying on top of her – a certain feeling had stimulated the big sister's thoughts.

It felt like something strange had awakened within her.

Mmmph, Zhang Lexuan, you actually got... excited over a child younger than you.

But boys are probably more assertive, liking to take the initiative?

"Whatever you want."

The alluring big sister whispered shyly into the boy's ear, "You can arrange big sister into any position you like~"

An Zhen's willpower had always been strong.

...

...

Morning. A youth with a cool expression, dressed in a white freshman uniform, sat before a mirror.

"Are you really alright?"

Jade hands tidied An Zhen's hair. Dressed in a homely long skirt, the gentle, long-black-haired beauty carefully attended to the boy before her. Her long, shapely legs were sheathed in sheer white stockings, outlining a form both pure and provocatively alluring.

"Not resting all night, even with healing-type soul skills, isn't good for the body if prolonged like this."

"My soul skills are different from theirs." Making himself weak and then using his first soul skill to restore himself to full condition – An Zhen was just training his soul skills.

Zhang Lexuan fell silent. Once soul skills were mentioned, the big sister didn't press the topic further.

"Here's a hundred thousand gold soul coins." The gentle senior sister took out a card and placed it in An Zhen's breast pocket. "Buy whatever you want. If it's not enough, ask me."

An Zhen didn't understand a woman's heart.

The youth's gaze fell on those plump, white-stockinged legs. He had to admit, a Soul Douluo's stamina was impressive. Carrying him like that, she could last so long.

Zhang Lexuan had indeed kept her previous promise.

At least she hadn't fought back when he spanked her.

"What if I buy things for other girls?"

"As long as you're happy."

An Zhen went to class.

Dropping out was impossible.

Faced with choosing between jumping off a building or dropping out, how many would pick dropping out?

"Report." An Zhen appeared at the door of Freshman Class Nine.

"Come in."

Class.

Cultivation.

Dismissal.

Just as Ning Tian was about to speak, An Zhen quickly walked out of the classroom. He needed to find his little Yu Tong and the young mistress.

Purple Cafeteria.

A cute boy absentmindedly spooned food into his mouth. The handsome pink-and-blue-haired youth was the same. The delicious food tasted like mud to both of them now, devoid of any appetite.

"Bei Bei, say something!" The Tang Sect Leader sitting opposite slapped her boyfriend. Sigh, because of one youth, half their Tang Sect was practically paralyzed.

"Junior Brother, An..." The refined youth was about to start persuading but closed his mouth when his gaze caught sight of a figure.

"Why aren't you eating properly?"

A familiar voice sounded beside the two girls.

"An Zhen gege!" (An Zhen brother!)

"An Zhen!"

Two delighted voices rang out. A petite figure threw herself into An Zhen's arms, burying her face in his chest.

"There, there. Why so dramatic, like it's a life-or-death parting?"

Gently stroking the little cutie in his arms, An Zhen's gaze fell on the handsome youth beside him. A hazy mist lingered in the youth's eyes, warming An Zhen's heart.

Being cared for was truly a happy thing.

"Want a hug?"

An Zhen smiled at the proud young mistress.

"Hmph!" Arms crossed, the young mistress turned her head away.

Then An Zhen pulled her into his embrace with his other arm. The girl's body struggled symbolically for a moment, then her chin rested on An Zhen's shoulder.

"Why does their relationship feel a bit strange?" Tang Ya looked suspiciously at the trio hugging.

She knew Huo Yutong was a girl.

But An Zhen and Wang Dong...

Bei Bei hesitated, then leaned down and whispered softly into Tang Ya's ear.

"!" "Is it reliable?" Tang Ya was surprised. Such a handsome boy was actually a girl?

"Elder Xuan told me."

"Tsk." The petite, ponytailed girl looked at An Zhen somewhat angrily. "He's actually two-timing!"

And both of them were her people.

Half the strength of her Tang Sect!

Writing really consumes one's energy and spirit.

(End of Chapter)