The City's Schemes Run Deep (Please Follow, Please Recommend)

Heaven Dou City, Spirit Hall branch.

An old man in a crimson robe and a Five-Pointed Platinum Crown studied the intelligence report in his hand thoughtfully, his fingers rhythmically tapping the table.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has produced a peerless genius."

With a soft sigh, he set down the report and rubbed his temples.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in fitted white clothes knelt on one knee before him, shame written across his face.

"My lord, at least one Soul Douluo is protecting Yu Xiaowei. This subordinate was useless and couldn't get close to him at all."

"It matters not. He is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's foremost genius. Even if Yu Yuanzhen himself were guarding him, it would not be surprising."

Salas wore a helpless smile and waved for the middle-aged man to withdraw.

Then he muttered softly,

"A Soul Elder at twelve, with talent greater even than Miss Nana's. This must be decided by Her Majesty the Pontiff."

Blue Tyrant Academy, the students' restricted grounds.

Yu Xiaowei was keeping Liu Erlong company. The siblings watered the flowers as they chatted.

"You want me to go to the Star Luo Empire? What for?"

"That old bastard Meng Shenji came looking for me. He said the Star Luo Imperial Family had invited the Heaven Dou Imperial Family for an academy exchange. They're worried Tianheng won't be able to handle it and will disgrace the imperial family, so they want to borrow you."

Liu Erlong shrugged, looking thoroughly displeased.

"Are there tough opponents over there?"

"According to Heaven Dou Royal Academy's intelligence, at least two Soul Ancestors."

Yu Xiaowei raised his brow. "Two Soul Ancestors? Can't beat them. Not going."

"Pfft—"

Liu Erlong burst out laughing. "I knew you'd say that, brat."

"Old Man Meng said he wouldn't make you do it for nothing. There'll be compensation."

At the mention of compensation, Yu Xiaowei's eyes lit up, and his attitude immediately changed.

"How much? I don't want Gold Soul Coins; our family doesn't lack them. Will they give Soul Bones? A thirty-thousand-year one for beating one Soul Ancestor, a fifty-thousand-year one for beating two. Give me a hundred-thousand-year one, and I'll tear down Star Luo Royal Academy for him."

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, my ass."

Liu Erlong irritably rapped him on the head.

"How could those stingy old men possibly offer a Soul Bone? Their terms are that they'll open their Mimicry Cultivation Environment to us."

"What use is that thing? I'd rather go to Sunset Forest and fight Soul Beasts."

Yu Xiaowei said disdainfully, "I knew Old Man Meng wasn't sincerely asking for help. Hmph, I'm not going."

Before he could finish, Liu Erlong's willow brows shot up. She grabbed his ear and roared,

"I already promised Old Man Meng! You're going whether you want to or not!"

Yu Xiaowei stiffened his neck. "Not going. Not going means not going."

"Oh? You dare disobey your big sister now? Your skin itching for a beating?"

Liu Erlong gradually increased the strength in her hand. Yu Xiaowei sucked in a breath and cried out in pain.

"Liu Erlong, if you don't let go, you can go to the Elite Soul Master Tournament yourself."

"Oh, ho! You dare threaten your big sister now? Believe me, I'll beat you up."

"I believe you, but it won't change anything. I said I'm not going."

As they bickered, Yu Xiaowei sensed that something was wrong.

Looking up, he saw Liu Erlong staring at him with reddened eyes.

"Big Sis, what's wrong?"

The moment he saw Liu Erlong crying, Yu Xiaowei panicked. His sister had always been hot-tempered. Other than when Yu Xiaogang was mentioned, when had he ever seen her look so delicate?

Liu Erlong sniffled and said, "Xiaowei, you grew up under your sister's protection. You've always had the best of everything. How could you understand the troubles of the other children at the academy?"

"Our Blue Tyrant Academy can't compare to Heaven Dou Royal Academy, nor can it compare to the Four Elements Academy."

"Children like Tailong, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and Jiang Zhu have talent, but their teaching resources are lacking. Their cultivation progress has always been stuck in limbo."

"Old Man Meng finally agreed to share their educational resources with us, yet we still have to look at your face."

The more Liu Erlong spoke, the louder she cried. Tears streamed down her face like a broken string, and by the end, she was sobbing loudly.

Yu Xiaowei's heart tightened. He hurriedly stepped forward to support Liu Erlong, awkwardly trying to console her.

"Alright, alright, Big Sis. I agree, okay? Don't cry."

"Really?" Liu Erlong stopped crying and asked doubtfully.

"Really. I'm not lying. Don't cry anymore. I'll go find Old Man Meng in a bit."

Upon hearing that, Liu Erlong's expression changed. Her delicate demeanor vanished as she barked domineeringly,

"What do you mean, in a bit? Get your ass over to Old Man Meng right now! I'm still waiting for his Mimicry Cultivation Environment!"

Yu Xiaowei, shoved and pushed out the door, twitched at the corner of his mouth. When had his foolish sister learned to fake tears to trick people?

"Ah, the city's schemes run deep."

After sighing with emotion, he headed toward the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy had been built on a mountain outside Heaven Dou City. The forest behind the mountain and the lake at its foot were all under the academy's jurisdiction.

After strolling about leisurely for quite a while, Yu Xiaowei finally arrived at the academy gates.

Just as he was about to enter, a smug, grating voice rang out.

"Well, well, well, isn't this the young master of the Yu Clan? How was that Cat Girl last time? You paid three hundred seventy thousand Gold Soul Coins for her. She must have been quite a treat."

Before even seeing the speaker, Yu Xiaowei knew from that obnoxious voice that it was Xue Beng again.

He knew Xue Beng was deliberately playing the fool to keep Xue Qinghe from eliminating him, but the guy kept provoking him again and again. Did he really think Yu Xiaowei was made of clay and had no temper?

Bang—!

Yu Xiaowei flashed forward and sent Xue Beng flying with a kick.

When the dozen or so noble students following Xue Beng saw him attack, only a small handful released their Martial Souls. The rest actually retreated rapidly, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

Yu Xiaowei laughed as he looked at their mismatched Soul Rings and the students awkwardly gesturing at him.

A punching bag had delivered itself to his door. There was no reason not to hit it.

He stomped heavily, and the Godzilla Martial Soul possessed him.

Seeing Yu Xiaowei's ferocious half-Dragon Transformation form and the three gleaming Soul Rings around him, the noble students' legs went weak with fright.

In these good-for-nothings' eyes, Soul Rings were the heavens. Soul Rings were truth.

Faced with Yu Xiaowei, who had one more Soul Ring than they did—especially when his Second Soul Ring was purple—they could not even muster the will to resist. Their only reaction was to run.

But Yu Xiaowei had no intention of giving them a chance to escape. With a monstrous roar, he charged forward like a gust of wind.

Without using any soul skills, he freely employed the hand-to-hand combat techniques Godzilla excelled at in his memories.

High Jump, tail sweep, Dorsal Fin slash, kangaroo kick, Super Strength Throw.

By the time Meng Shenji received the news and rushed over, the noble students had already been beaten until they cried for their fathers and mothers. The most disgraceful among them had even wet their pants from fear.

"Stop! Yu Xiaowei, stop hitting them!"

Meng Shenji trembled with rage. Were these really students of Heaven Dou Royal Academy? More than ten of them were being chased around and beaten by one person. Damn it, at least fight back!

Humiliating. Utterly humiliating.

This thought rose uncontrollably in Meng Shenji's heart.

Yu Xiaowei, who was currently straddling Xue Beng and raining down punches with both fists, laughed loudly upon hearing him.

"Alright, Old Man Meng. I'll listen to you."

With that, he stood up, casually giving Xue Beng a light stomp between the legs as well.

Meng Shenji's face darkened as he watched Xue Beng rolling around on the ground. After his lips moved for a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence.

"Come to my office."

With that, he turned and walked back with a gloomy expression.

Yu Xiaowei grinned. Watching Meng Shenji's retreating back, he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted,

"Hey, Old Man Meng! Your students attacked me just now, so the compensation for this time—"

"Needs! To! Go! Up!"

Meng Shenji stumbled as he walked toward the academy, nearly falling flat on his face.