Sister Too Tough to Mess With, So You Pick on the Little Sister?

Qian Mu, the class monitor of Freshman Class Nine, had taken leave to hunt for a soul ring after temporarily leaving the academy, but her younger sister Qian Fei remained at the academy to continue her studies.

When Mu Jin, the Class Nine teacher, heard that Qian Mu had broken through level 30 and was preparing to leave to hunt for a soul ring, she was overjoyed. She approved Qian Mu's leave without hesitation and even asked whether she needed Shrek teachers to lend a hand.

In fact, it was not just her. Even Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the outer academy, was immensely curious. Just what kind of force could raise such a little monster?

However, after Qian Mu repeatedly declined the academy's assistance and said that elders from her family would handle it, Mu Jin could only respect her decision.

All along, Qian Mu's halo had been far too dazzling: an exceptionally rare Body Martial Soul, the cultivation of a level 29 Soul Grandmaster at twelve years old, the ability to crush Freshman Class One's class monitor at the same level without even using her Martial Soul, and the ability to easily defeat Dai Huabin, a three-ring Soul Elder from her own class, even when fighting above her level.

All these on-paper figures and accomplishments combined had made her extraordinarily popular in Class Nine—or rather, among all freshmen of the same year. Furthermore, many people spread word that Class Nine's monitor was a quirky little beauty, making countless teachers and students who had never even seen her immensely curious.

When the halo of first place shone too brightly, people inevitably overlooked second place.

Qian Fei, Qian Mu's younger sister and Class Nine's vice class monitor. Under her sister's radiance, she seemed exceedingly low-key.

But did first place being strong mean second place was easy to bully?

As it happened, someone really thought so.

Ding-ding-ding...

"Class dismissed."

In Freshman Class One, Zhou Yi had unusually not dragged out class today. After gathering her teaching materials, she left the classroom without looking back.

The remaining thirty students all felt as though a weight had been lifted from them. Some even wondered whether Teacher Zhou had become a different person overnight. Ever since she had returned with blue hair, even her temperament had become a little gentler. At the very least, she no longer threatened to expel people at every turn.

"Teacher Zhou!"

Just as she reached the office door, someone called out to Zhou Yi from behind.

When she turned around, she saw Wang Dong, whose injuries had only recently healed. However, something about her expression seemed off.

"What is it, Wang Dong?"

Wang Dong clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Could you please stand up for me? This time, I must defeat Qian Mu fair and square in the Battle Soul Arena!"

Zhou Yi fell silent for half a second before asking, "Still unwilling to accept it?"

Wang Dong nodded heavily. "Last time, I was careless. I suffered because I hadn't figured out the characteristics of her Martial Soul. This time, I must thoroughly defeat her in the Battle Soul Arena, before all the students in our year!!"

After hearing this, a trace of satisfaction appeared in Zhou Yi's eyes. "I approve of your resolve. You weren't knocked down by a setback. But Wang Dong, unfortunately, Qian Mu took leave and went out yesterday. You may not see her for a month."

"She took leave to go out?" Wang Dong was briefly stunned, then snorted. "Could it be that she offended too many people lately and got scared?"

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched slightly. "No. She broke through level 30 and has already gone with members of the family behind her to hunt for her third soul ring. Wang Dong, you were no match for Qian Mu when she had two rings. Are you really confident you can beat her once she has three?"

Zhou Yi's words instantly extinguished Wang Dong's newfound smugness, and more than half her fighting spirit vanished.

"What? Weren't you full of fighting spirit just now, Wang Dong?" Zhou Yi frowned at her expression. "Qian Mu was able to defeat Dai Huabin, a three-ring Soul Elder in her class, while she herself only had two rings. She can fight above her level, so why can't you? Are you afraid?!"

Wang Dong stammered, "I... I..."

Zhou Yi's gaze shifted, landing on a certain Little Golden Mane emerging from Class Nine. A hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. "Wang Dong, although Qian Mu isn't here, her younger sister, Qian Fei, Class Nine's vice class monitor, is still at the academy. Before challenging the older sister, why not use the younger sister to sharpen your skills first?"

"If you cannot even defeat Qian Mu's younger sister, who still only has the cultivation of two rings, what right will you have in the future to challenge Qian Mu after she returns as a Soul Elder?"

Wang Dong followed Zhou Yi's gaze. In the corridor, Qian Fei appeared very low-key, standing alone at the far end and gazing toward the northern horizon of the continent.

"...Fine, Teacher Zhou is right. I'll go right now!!"

"Good luck." Zhou Yi watched her leave, unable to stop herself from sneering inwardly. She brushed back the blue hair over her forehead and turned into the office.

To be honest, Shrek's scenery was nothing special. Qian Fei merely stared into space for a moment before withdrawing her gaze, descending the stairs, and heading back toward the dormitory to rest.

She had been wondering what exactly had happened that required Lu Xueling to gather the two Herrschers and act together.

Before that, I should first do what I need to do.

Staring at the purplish-red pattern on the back of her left hand, Qian Fei collected her thoughts and quickened her pace toward the dormitory building.

Whoosh!

What a familiar scene. Though it was not the same opponent, it was the same target of provocation.

Seeing Wang Dong blocking her path, Qian Fei felt speechless. "Are you ever going to stop?"

Wang Dong's face darkened as she raised a hand and pointed directly at Qian Fei. "Your sister Qian Mu is indeed formidable, but I refuse to believe that you can beat me too!!"

"Since you can't afford to provoke the strong one, you're planning to pick on someone who looks weak instead, is that it?" Qian Fei rolled her wrist, her tone lightly mocking.

Wang Dong snorted as golden light surged around her. "I will definitely avenge myself on Qian Mu, but before that, collecting a little interest from you isn't bad either! Teacher Zhou was right. If I can't beat you, how can I continue challenging Qian Mu?!"

At the dormitory entrance, the old man who had been lazily lying beneath the shade of a tree to cool off slightly opened his eyes at the sight, then returned to his original state.

Whoosh—!

The moment Wang Dong finished speaking, she flashed into the air. A pair of dazzling blue-purple wings spread behind her, while one yellow and one purple soul ring bobbed above and below her.

Seeing Qian Fei's expression seemingly freeze for an instant, Wang Dong felt a trace of pride. "Well? Are you awestruck by my Martial Soul?"

Awestruck? For Qian Fei, enraged was perhaps the more fitting word.

After Wang Dong revealed her Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul, the pattern on the back of Qian Fei's left hand quietly faded away. At the same time, her gaze turned utterly icy as an intense aura of light erupted in an instant, summoning two disguised hundred-year soul rings.

Killing intent burst forth within Qian Renxue. So you're Tang San and that rabbit's daughter. Then don't blame me for showing no mercy!

Swish—!!

A burst of golden light even more powerful than the Light Goddess Butterfly suddenly spread out. Its blinding brilliance illuminated the entire freshman dormitory building, rainbow streams of light reflecting from every door and window, as though even the sun's radiance had been bent to its use!

Not far away, the old man cooling himself on his chair opened his eyes again and softly uttered four words:

"Ultimate Light..."