Chapter 124: A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing (Part One)

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Chapter 124: A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing (Part One)

Within the Earthfire Chamber, to facilitate students in cultivation, alchemy, and forging, the school had established a series of specialized practice rooms and alchemy and forging chambers. These rooms were equipped with magical arrays that could be activated simply by placing a magic crystal, making their use incredibly convenient.

Of course, convenience came at a cost. Every practitioner entering these rooms had to spend a portion of their points, with the amount varying according to the level of the room they occupied.

As the Points King, Wang Luo had no worries on that front. Crowned champion among the students who advanced from the Outer Academy to the Inner Academy, he had accumulated a substantial number of points. Additionally, the crystal cores harvested from hunting magical beasts in the Trial Forest had brought in a hefty sum. Altogether, Wang Luo’s points were more than enough to indulge himself for a while.

Guided by the principle of “if you have points, why not use them,” Wang Luo headed straight for the highest-grade alchemy chamber available to students—the Level Six Alchemy Chamber. Though Wang Luo himself possessed an advanced affinity for fire magic and had already reached Level Six in that discipline, the temperature there was incomparable to the natural Earthfire. The difference was as vast as heaven and earth.

Alchemy was not simply about the highest temperature. Different herbs required different temperatures to refine properly, and higher-grade herbs often demanded higher heat. For a fire mage of the same rank, unless they had extraordinarily precise control and compression over their flame’s temperature—a rare and exceptional ability—it was difficult to fine-tune the heat to the ideal temperature for refining herbs.

Wang Luo was indeed something of a prodigy, but of a different sort. His prodigiousness lay in his rapid progression: he had swiftly leapt to Level Six with impressive speed. However, despite having a foundational control over refining flame techniques, his overall magical control still fell short of truly exceptional mastery.

It wasn’t that Wang Luo hadn’t practiced diligently; rather, his rapid ascent left him little time to hone his skills fully. Moreover, distractions from certain personal matters made it difficult for him to devote himself entirely during practice. For these reasons, while Wang Luo’s magical abilities were adequate, they were worlds apart from the level of mastery that could be described as extraordinary.

Wang Luo was well aware that his magic still required improvement. The fastest way to strengthen his skills was through practical combat experience, honing his magical martial arts during battle. He dared not underestimate magical combat again—he was still haunted by the grand spectacle of the fight between Heilü and Reggie, which remained vividly etched in his mind.

Chelsea, Hanrod, and others had often reminded Wang Luo of this, and he had taken their advice to heart. He planned, after finishing his alchemy, to enter the Trial Forest and practice magical combat diligently, striving to improve his proficiency to a level where he could wield it with ease and confidence.

As Wang Luo hurried forward, his mind swirling with these scattered thoughts, he never imagined danger awaited within the Earthfire Chamber. Yet danger often lurks where one least expects it. Having once been an assassin—albeit not a strictly professional one—Wang Luo knew this all too well.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed past.

Startled, Wang Luo barely had time to react before he was pulled into one of the Earthfire Chambers. A large hand immediately covered his lower body, and a hot, familiar breath wafted over his face.

“Hanrod—”

Wang Luo groaned in exasperation at the frantic figure before him. Before he could say more, his open mouth was silenced, and his relaxed body was spun around and pressed onto a stone bed. His clothes were violently torn apart.

“Damn it, what a wolf in sheep’s clothing!”

Cursing silently to himself, Wang Luo’s hands flashed with a dark glow. His arms wrapped around Hanrod’s waist, sliding downward to knead the softness beneath. Occasionally, a disobedient finger traced along crevices, causing the man atop him to shiver slightly.

“Luo’er, you’re getting worse! But I like it!” Hanrod mumbled, finally raising his head. His eyes blazed as he gazed at Wang Luo below him, then resumed his exploration. His nimble tongue traced over Wang Luo’s chest, flicking into his navel before swirling downward.

“Hanrod, your tongue is getting more and more—ahh…”

As Wang Luo fondled Hanrod’s long hair and heated ears, panting, he began to speak. Before he could finish, the unique combination of hardness and softness was enveloped by a wet, warm mouth. Wang Luo responded with a lustful cry, his body writhing in ecstasy.

“Luo’er, say you love me!”

With the deftness of a serpent, Hanrod’s tongue glided over every inch of skin, sucking gently on the most sensitive spots, especially the peaks and clefts, giving them special attention. Just as Wang Luo reached the peak of pleasure, his lower body was suddenly exposed to the open air again. The man above him, aflame with desire, abruptly lifted his head and spoke.

“Hanrod, I love you!”

Burning sparks ignited every cell in his body. Deeply entranced, Wang Luo echoed Hanrod’s words, panting as he instinctively arched his body upward, urging him to continue.

“Say it again!”

“Hanrod, I love you, I love you!”

Whether Wang Luo truly meant it or not, when Hanrod heard that heated, breathy whisper, he was satisfied. As for Wang Luo’s feelings, he was uncertain. But at least in this moment, this instant, Hanrod believed that he was loved—though it was a love tainted and twisted.

Time slowly passed. On the stone bed, two naked figures shifted through countless unimaginable positions, fully indulging in the exquisite pleasures of making love, losing themselves in instinctive desire and pursuit.

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“Water!”

At Wang Luo’s lowI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.