A Rough Calculation: Xiao Wu Could Give Birth to Thirty to Sixty Rabbits a Year

Just then, Ye Xian, who had been watching the fight outside, strolled leisurely to the entrance of Dorm Seven.

"What? You're not convinced either?"

Only then did Wang Sheng notice there was another new student.

He then remembered that this person had arrived together with the kid who had just knelt before him.

His victory just now had truly been somewhat unexpected.

Seeing that Ye Xian showed no fear whatsoever, Wang Sheng suddenly felt that he needed to reevaluate this year's new students' combat strength.

"Boss is awesome!"

"Why is there another one?"

"Boss, this kid doesn't seem convinced either."

Having just defeated Tang San, Wang Sheng's underlings kept clapping and cheering behind him.

Almost simultaneously, they shifted their gazes from Tang San to Ye Xian.

Their shouts fully satisfied Wang Sheng's vanity.

After looking Ye Xian over again and seeing that he was not particularly tall or imposing, Wang Sheng immediately felt full of confidence.

"Buzz—!"

Ye Xian did not waste words.

As Soul Power surged, the Darkin World Bow appeared in his hand.

The instant his Martial Soul appeared, the originally noisy Dorm Seven fell utterly silent.

When had they ever seen a Martial Soul like this?

Every one of them was dumbfounded.

Wang Sheng was no exception.

"Gulp—!"

His throat bobbed as he involuntarily swallowed.

The glowing purple longbow in his opponent's hand was clearly no ordinary Weapon Soul.

Were all new students this fierce nowadays?

He truly could not understand how someone with such a powerful Weapon Soul could be a Work-Study Student.

Could this be some young master from a great clan here to experience hardship?

Before the fight had even begun, Wang Sheng's momentum had already wilted.

"This..."

At the same time, Tang San, who was sitting on the bed in extreme frustration, raised his head and looked toward Ye Xian.

While covering his knee, which had become somewhat swollen from his sudden kneel-slide earlier, he stared incredulously at the longbow in Ye Xian's hand.

Ye Xian's Martial Soul was indeed a longbow.

But he remembered it not looking like this, did he?

Shouldn't it have been an ordinary wooden bow?

Why was it glowing now?

Could he have remembered it wrong?

Tang San was already beginning to wonder whether something was wrong with his brain.

Not only had he suddenly knelt without warning.

He was even starting to suffer from confused memories.

On the other side, although Wang Sheng was somewhat intimidated,

he was now riding a tiger and unable to dismount.

The cheers of his underlings behind him continued.

He could only brace himself and step forward.

Wang Sheng did not dare be careless, gathering all his strength into his pair of Tiger Claws.

"Clang—!"

The two Tiger Claws crossed, hard as iron.

He gathered his courage and was the first to launch an attack at Ye Xian.

Ye Xian remained calm. Holding the bow in his left hand, he formed a purplish-red arrow of condensed Soul Power upon the bowstring.

He drew the bow with force, then suddenly released it.

"Whoosh—!"

The flying arrow tore through the air. Wang Sheng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised his hands to block.

"Clang—!"

The clash of metal rang out across the room.

Wang Sheng was instantly knocked back, stumbling several steps before barely steadying himself.

"This..."

Terrified, his pupils abruptly contracted.

At that instant, he could not help feeling some regret.

Just then, Ye Xian drew his bow and nocked another arrow.

Then he fired without hesitation.

"Whoosh—!"

The arrow was so fast that Wang Sheng could not fully defend against it.

He hastily raised his Tiger Claws, then staggered and fell to the ground.

Wang Sheng panted heavily, his gaze fixed on Ye Xian.

"You defeated me. From now on, you're the boss of Dorm Seven!"

Once those words were spoken, not a single objection arose from the surrounding crowd.

No one seemed surprised.

Wang Sheng then added,

"This is the rule of Dorm Seven. Whoever is strongest is the boss."

Ye Xian nodded lightly and did not refuse.

"Hello, is this Dorm Seven?"

Just then, a light, spirited girl's voice came from behind them.

Hearing the voice, everyone in the room almost simultaneously looked toward the doorway.

Then, in the next second, their eyes went wide.

A pretty little girl stood at the door.

Her age and height were about the same as Ye Xian's.

Her lovely little face was fair and rosy, tender like a ripe peach.

Her long black hair was braided into a scorpion braid that hung past her hips.

Her large, watery eyes were full of curiosity as she peered into Dorm Seven.

The students in the dormitory were all boys.

Upon suddenly seeing such a beautiful little girl, every one of them was left staring blankly.

Tang San was still recalling his actions from earlier with a face full of confusion.

Hearing the voice, he too turned toward the doorway.

The instant he saw Xiao Wu, he was completely stunned.

This dormitory was actually mixed-gender?

Looking at Xiao Wu's beautiful face, Tang San could barely contain himself.

But reality immediately poured a bucket of cold water over him.

In this Dorm Seven, it seemed that it was not his place to speak at all.

Ye Xian was the boss.

He was the joke who had humiliatingly knelt.

Just then, Ye Xian turned around, and his gaze happened to meet Xiao Wu's.

His expression remained as calm as before, with barely the slightest ripple.

Familiar with the plot, Ye Xian naturally knew that this was Xiao Wu.

He had no fondness for this hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit.

As far as he knew, a rabbit only needed half a year to mature.

It went into heat twice a year.

And each heat cycle lasted three months.

A rabbit only needed one month from pregnancy to giving birth.

And each litter could produce at least five to ten babies.

By rough calculation, a single rabbit could give birth to thirty to sixty rabbits in just one year.

A whole hundred thousand years—tsk, tsk, tsk.

It was simply impossible to calculate.

Ye Xian could not imagine how many of Xiao Wu's descendants were currently in the Star Dou Great Forest.

And rabbits, whose combat strength was not particularly great, had somehow mixed with the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python.

For all he knew, there might even have been some cross-species fooling around.

Otherwise, where had all those bizarrely shaped Soul Beasts come from?

Therefore, he felt that such a fine old demoness should be left to Tang San.

After all, his father liked that sort of thing.

This could be considered carrying on the family tradition.

He just did not know what Xiao Wu's descendants in the Star Dou Great Forest should call Tang San in the future.

Godfather?

At this moment, Xiao Wu also noticed Ye Xian standing at the very front. She blinked her watery eyes.

Then she revealed a sweet smile and politely said,

"Hello, classmate. My name is Xiao Wu, Wu as in dancing."

"My Martial Soul is a rabbit."

"What's your name?"

Ye Xian remained expressionless.

"Ye Xian."

After saying that, he turned around.

Xiao Wu was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting him to be so aloof.

Seeing this, Tang San, in the corner, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Why was Ye Xian like a block of wood?

Facing such a sweet and beautiful girl,

how could he still be so cold?

Was he even a man?

If it were me, I'd already be thinking about how to win her over.

Just then, Wang Sheng ran over to Ye Xian.

Leaning close to his ear, he whispered a few words,

"Boss, give her a show of strength!"

"Don't hit girls too hard. Just make the point."