Chapter 121: Whose Child (Part I)

“Hiss!”

The sharp pain that had just struck his mind returned once more. Stefan’s movements faltered again, and in that brief moment of daze, he felt as if he had regained control over his body. Yet, something instinctual lingered, etched deeply into his soul without the slightest discomfort, as if it had always belonged to him.

Gazing at the blood-red bone sword mere inches away, Stefan, who had previously lacked any confidence in blocking such a strike, suddenly found countless ways to counter it flashing through his mind. With a casual swing, a blue sword light flickered and vanished, instantly striking the weakest point of the crimson blade.

“What the hell? Could it be true, like Chelsea said—that my lack of combat experience means I can’t keep up with my level? It seems Hanrod said the same thing.”

The fierce attack was once again effortlessly blocked by Stefan. Wang Luo, equally disheveled by the wind, wondered if he had truly underestimated Stefan. Seeing his attacks fail, Wang Luo ceased his assault and scrutinized Stefan, noticing a subtle change in his aura during their brief confrontation.

“Hmph, Wang Luo, you’ve stopped attacking. I took two mental strikes from you; now it’s time for me to return the favor!”

Seeing Wang Luo halt his attack, Stefan’s eyes sparkled with surprise and pride. After all, he was still an immature child. In that moment, he forgot the incident with the fat pig and all the recent inexplicable events, leaving only the reckless pride of youth—after all, he was only twelve.

A roar—

At that moment, a cry filled with pain yet mingled with excitement echoed through everyone’s ears. The magical elements of the world began to boil, converging like a small river flowing into the sea toward the source of the roar.

“Is this… a breakthrough?!”

In a flash, Wang Luo appeared near the fat pig. Seeing the earth-yellow light converging around it and exchanging glances with the black monkey perched on his shoulder, Wang Luo muttered in slight surprise.

Roar—

The fat pig roared again, its entire body engulfed in a swelling earth-yellow glow that suddenly contracted, being absorbed slowly back into its body. At the same time, a pressure unique to fifth-level magical beasts began to spread, causing many newcomers’ faces to change as they hurriedly stepped back.

Squeak, squeak, squeak…

The black monkey on the shoulder, sensing the pig’s breakthrough, grew excited and chattered noisily. If Wang Luo hadn’t held it back, it would have leapt onto the fat pig already.

Squeak?

Confused, the black monkey looked toward Wang Luo, not understanding why he was being restrained from playing with the fat pig. In its eyes, aside from Wang Luo, the fat pig was its closest companion; they were inseparable nearly every day.

“Wait a moment, it seems the fat pig’s breakthrough isn’t over yet!”

As if confirming Wang Luo’s words, the yellow light on the fat pig vanished in an instant, replaced by dazzling blue and yellow rays flashing unpredictably from its belly, drawing murmurs of surprise.

Hum…

Watching the blue light rising from its belly, the fat pig emitted a gentle hum, eyes full of affection. Witnessing this, Wang Luo suddenly had a realization and looked incredulously at Stefan nearby, drawing a glare from him.

“What’s going on?”

“He just broke through from level four to five, so why does it look like it’s breaking through from level one to two now?”

“Ah, look! The fat pig’s belly seems to be swelling!”

“Really? Could the fat pig be pregnant?”

…

Hearing the crowd’s speculations, Stefan staggered slightly, nearly falling face-first. His expression grew extraordinarily strange, and deep inside, a single voice screamed: This can’t be real. This can’t be real. This can’t be real…

“This can’t be true. He’s only twelve. He shouldn’t have such ability. And it only happened once. But that blue light matches Stefan’s fighting energy attribute…”

Rubbing his chin, Wang Luo was once again disheveled by the wind. Could this really be such a bizarre misunderstanding? His gaze toward Stefan shifted, but in the next moment, Wang Luo’s expression also changed. He staggered, nearly falling to the ground like Stefan.

“I remember the fat pig started following Wang Luo even before he entered the inner courtyard!”

“Yeah, it’s been following Wang Luo for quite some time!”

“Ah, so you mean…”

Whispers from students in the northern courtyard reached the ears of those nearby. A group of bold, wildly imaginative, and mischievous youths began to speculate.

“Could the fat pig’s child be Wang Luo’s?!”

A simple, slow-witted boy picked up the unfinished suggestion, suddenly understanding. After speaking, he noticed the strange expressions around him—some looked at him with pity, others tried to stifle their laughter, and some pretended to ponder deeply.

“What did you just say?”

A cold, sinister voice suddenly whispered near the simple boy’s ear. The boy shuddered involuntarily and looked back hesitantly, stammering, unsure how to respond. Frankly, it was hard to explain.

“What did you just say?”

Raising a finger teasingly to hook the boy’s chin, Wang Luo locked eyes with him, a mischievous smile on his face. Yet in his voice lay an unmistakable strangeness that anyone could sense.

“N-n-nothing—uh…”

Seeing Wang Luo’s wicked smile, the simple boy swallowed nervously, stammering, but before he could finish, a pair of lips covered his mouth. In his stunned moment, a slippery little tongue darted around inside his mouth.

“You—mmph…”

Swallowing again, the boy was disoriented, trying to say something, but before he could, the lips covered his mouth once more. At that moment, he forgot all about resistance, helplessly watching as his first and second kisses were claimed by a man.

“What were you trying to say?”

Wiping the glistening saliva from the boy’s mouth with his thumb, Wang Luo smiled and asked. Seeing the boy’s dazed expression, Wang Luo felt delighted, though he glanced covertly at the stunned crowd nearby, knowing he had been a bit reckless this time.

But Wang Luo had no regrets. That simple, innocent face paired with the nervous swallowing was simply too alluring. Besides, he’d been in a frenzy lately, so he couldn’t resist and kissed him.

Surprisingly, it felt good. Compared to Chelsea and the others, there was a unique charm. Unable to hold back again, he kissed him once more. Now, seeing the boy’s confused, blank, and silly expression, Wang Luo’s heart stirred once more—but this time, he restrained himself.

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