Already Courting Death

"Yinchuan?"

The killing intent in Tang San's eyes was impossible to hide. He did not understand why he could not help wanting to kill the boy before him, who looked about the same age as himself.

Could he be someone born evil?

And had there even been someone named Yinchuan in his previous life?

"Hello, my name is Tang San."

After calming himself, Tang San suppressed the urge to kill Qian Renchuan on the spot with his Sleeve Arrow and forced a smile as he shook the hand Qian Renchuan offered.

A Sleeve Arrow?

A trace of disdain flashed through Qian Renchuan's eyes. Such a tiny concealed weapon was utterly laughable. He had two rapid-fire Soul Guidance Pistols in his bag; if even a level-sixty Spirit Emperor let down their guard, they would be severely wounded.

Kid, concealed weapons were outdated.

"Mm, you probably haven't broken through to Soul Master yet. I'll call you Little San from now on."

As he spoke, he casually released a suppressive wave of Soul Power, forcing Tang San to lower his head.

"What's going on? How could he be this strong?"

Tang San was pinned to the ground by that soul pressure. Gritting his teeth, he stared up at Qian Renchuan, who stood above him, and branded him in his heart as someone already courting death.

He clearly possessed the Tang Sect Secret Arts. Why could he not use any of them at all?

"Excuse me, is this Dormitory Seven?"

Unlike in the original story, Xiao Wu was no longer dressed like a country bumpkin. Instead, she wore a pink dress carefully selected and custom-made by Qian Renxue.

"This is Dormitory Seven. You must be the new roommate."

Qian Renchuan released his suppression over Tang San.

Tang San was still furious, but when he heard Xiao Wu's voice, he turned his head and saw the exquisitely dressed Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu was so beautiful in this life.

Tang San made up his mind that he would win Xiao Wu's heart again in this life and have her sacrifice herself for him one last time.

There was no helping it. For the sake of his path to godhood, Xiao Wu would just have to suffer a little.

"Were you fighting?"

Seeing Tang San covered in dirt and dust, the well-mannered Xiao Wu did not burst out laughing. Instead, she asked with considerable curiosity.

"This is Dormitory Seven's rule. Whoever is strongest is the boss. This is our new boss, Yinchuan—Brother Chuan."

Wang Sheng walked over to Qian Renchuan and introduced him.

"The boss? I want to be the boss too. You're Yinchuan, right? Let's have a match. Whoever wins becomes the boss, okay?"

The moment she heard the name Yinchuan, Xiao Wu knew he was Qian Renchuan, the Pope's son whom Sister Xue had told her about.

"I'd be happy to."

A yellow hundred-year Soul Ring appeared beneath Xiao Wu's feet, and two lively pink Rabbit Ears sprouted from her head. With an imposing air, Xiao Wu declared, "Spirit Martial Soft Bone Rabbit, level-eleven Battle Spirit Master."

As Xiao Wu spoke, the Rabbit Ears on her head seemed to respond, standing straight and twitching. Looking into Xiao Wu's beautiful pink eyes, Qian Renchuan found her adorable.

His father really understood him. Xiao Wu suited his tastes perfectly. As expected of his great father's choice.

"Yinchuan, Spirit Martial Blue Silver Grass, level-fifteen control-type Battle Spirit Master."

Qian Renchuan would not hide his strength if it meant gaining the initiative in the future.

Once the two released their Spirit Martial Souls, Tang San felt as if the sky had collapsed.

What was going on? Hadn't Xiao Wu only obtained her Soul Ring after he did?

And who was this Yinchuan? He clearly looked the same age as Tang San, so how was he already level fifteen? And his Spirit Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass?

Also, why had this person not released his Spirit Martial Soul? Where was his Soul Ring?

No, this was not the time to think about that. His Xiao Wu seemed like she was about to be taken from him. No!

The more Tang San thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he panted like an ox as he placed a hand on his Sleeve Arrow. It had been ten thousand years since he had felt such emotions.

As a God King, he usually did not need to do anything; people would come groveling before him. Yet now the situation had been reversed, gradually pushing him toward extremism.

A glint flashed in Xiao Wu's pink eyes. In an instant, she vanished without a trace and quickly appeared behind Qian Renchuan.

Eight-Section Fall.

Qian Renchuan gave a wicked smile. It was as though he had eyes in the back of his head. Just as Xiao Wu was about to succeed, Blue Silver Grass suddenly shot out and tightly bound her.

"Ah!"

With her limbs tangled in Blue Silver Grass, Xiao Wu blushed bashfully. She struggled with all her strength, only to find that the more she struggled, the tighter it pulled.

Suddenly, the Blue Silver Grass vanished where it stood. Xiao Wu began to fall, but Qian Renchuan steadily caught her.

"Looks like I won, little sister Xiao Wu."

Looking at Xiao Wu in his arms, Qian Renchuan's lips curled slightly. He set her down and spoke.

"Mm, Brother... Chuan."

Looking at Qian Renchuan's face and his blue-gold eyes, Xiao Wu finally understood why her mother was so infatuated with the Pope. How could anyone not be captivated by a son this handsome?

"Oh? Is something going on here?"

Wang Sheng and the others all smelled a strange sourness in the air.

"Haha, Xiao Wu is actually my fiancée. I came to Nuoding Academy this time to study together with her."

To Qian Renchuan, liking someone meant liking them. There was no need to hide it, so he simply admitted it openly.

"Mm."

Xiao Wu nodded shyly, accepting it.

"Oh, then Brother Chuan and Sister Xiao Wu, leave Dormitory Seven's cleaning to us from now on."

As they chatted, Tang San suddenly made his move, firing a Sleeve Arrow.

"Trivial tricks."

Qian Renchuan considered himself an expert in concealed weapons. If even he looked down on a concealed weapon, then it was nothing but trash.

One of Qian Renchuan's hands took on a gentle Warm Jade Form. He casually caught the incoming Sleeve Arrow, then threw it back with lightning speed.

What happened in that instant did not catch Wang Sheng and the others' attention, but Xiao Wu still noticed it sharply.

She immediately glared angrily at Tang San.

He looked ordinary, broad and burly, and had nearly hurt Brother Chuan. He was practically a sinister sewer rat.

"It's fine."

Qian Renchuan gently patted Xiao Wu and spoke with a warm smile, not taking it seriously at all. He was merely a clown jumping about.

"Hmph, I really hate people like him. When they can't win head-on, they resort to dirty tricks."

Xiao Wu spoke indignantly. After he had attacked her Brother Chuan, her already nonexistent favorable impression of Tang San had dropped straight to negative one hundred.

"Haha, let's go eat first."

Qian Renchuan had arrived at Notting Academy in the afternoon and had not eaten a single meal yet.

"Yay, time to eat!"

Xiao Wu loved eating most of all. She immediately grabbed Qian Renchuan and skipped out the door.

"Xiao Wu, wait for Wang Sheng and the others. We don't even know where the dining hall is."

Qian Renchuan pinched Xiao Wu's tender little cheek. "Silly rabbit, how are you going to get there if you don't know where the dining hall is?"

"Xiao... Wu... isn't a silly... rabbit. Xiao Wu isn't small."

With Qian Renchuan kneading her cheeks, Xiao Wu protested unhappily. She was still young now, but she would definitely grow bigger later.

Qian Renchuan laughed. So that was what she was focused on?

"Wang Sheng, hurry up. Stop standing around."

Xiao Wu only wanted to eat now. She had not eaten for half a day and was nearly starving to death.

Watching the mischievous Xiao Wu, Qian Renchuan felt even more grateful for his father's gift. If his father had not won over Aunt Rou, how could he have met a girl as adorable as Xiao Wu?

Looking at Xiao Wu's twitching Rabbit Ears, Qian Renchuan felt his hands itch. He secretly decided that he had to try touching them someday when he had the chance.

As if sensing overwhelming killing intent, Qian Renchuan turned to look and found Tang San staring at him.

Qian Renchuan disliked that look, because he realized that Tang San had feelings for Xiao Wu—and an extremely possessive desire at that.

The two locked eyes once again, and each had the same thought rise in his heart.

That damned Yinchuan stole my Xiao Wu. You are already courting death.

That trash Tang San actually wants to lay a hand on Xiao Wu. You are already courting death!