Nuoding Academy

Suotuo City, Wang Sheng Hall.

A white-haired woman lay on a lounge chair, appearing to be around 1.7 meters tall and possessing breathtaking beauty.

It was common for people to have no Soul Power, but perhaps due to heavenly jealousy, she not only lacked Soul Power but also a Martial Soul.

"It's been quite a few years since I transmigrated, and the main quest has finally begun!"

Her name was Zhu Mengruan, a transmigrator who had been in this world for over a decade.

Like all transmigrators, she had a standard system. However, after ten-plus years, the system's various tasks were completed, and it detached from her, leaving only the chat function.

Currently, she was a Seven-Element Archon and the overseer of the "Teyvat" organization. To prevent boredom, she had set a personal mission for herself:

Maintain the balance of power among the various factions on the Douluo Continent!

Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy

"Boss! Another new person!"

"Boss! Beat him quickly!"

A group of children clamored, led by a cute girl dressed in pink.

According to their rules, every newcomer had to fight, and the strongest would become the leader of the entire dormitory.

"Uninteresting."

The voice was cold.

"What do you mean, coward!"

The new boy didn't speak. With a flash of green light, he appeared by his bed.

So fast!

Everyone was shocked, especially the protagonist, Tang San.

From the moment he saw this boy, Tang San inexplicably felt that the newcomer was unusual and quietly activated his Purple Demon Eye.

However, with that single movement, even his Purple Demon Eye could only catch a faint afterimage, one that was almost negligible.

"Hello, my name is Tang San. May I ask your name...?"

"Xiao... Wu..."

Stay away from me, Tang San thought. He wanted to talk more with him, to see if he could glean anything.

"Xiao Wu?"

"Mhm..."

It seemed a bit awkward, but that didn't stop Tang San from chatting with him.

"Noisy."

"Why are you so rude!"

Xiao Wu, who had been watching the two, rushed forward.

She, a dignified ten-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit, was the king of the dormitory! Not only did this person look down on her, but he also had a scowl on his face! Utterly despicable!

Xiao didn't know what to do. He, the Three-Eyed Five-Manifestations Immortal, the Yaksha General under the Emperor—Golden Peng—was also dealing with so many people for the first time and didn't know how to proceed.

Time passed. Tang San went out, and the others couldn't get close to Xiao. They also noticed that Xiao rarely attended classes or completed assignments, seeming... to be just loafing around?

One day, Xiao Wu got into an argument with the king of the older kids.

"What should we do, Boss!"

"Boss, boss! Their leader is a Soul Master!"

Xiao Wu's side had also sent a few people, but they were all defeated.

"Stop arguing! Stop arguing! Let me think..."

At this moment, Xiao Wu noticed Tang San, who was rushing over in the distance, and Xiao, who was spacing out nearby.

She wanted Tang San to teach them a lesson! She had been wronged twice in just a few days! As a ten-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit, she had never endured such humiliation in her life!

But looking at the carefree Xiao! It made her even angrier!

"Xiao Wu, you go!"

Xiao Wu paused, seemingly surprised that she had called on him.

"Boss, it's fine! This Xiao Wu is a slacker, just here to pass the time, and seems to be isolated by them. He's definitely not strong."

"Tsk, troublesome."

Despite his words, he still stepped forward.

"Wang Ze, Level 8 Soul Warrior, Martial Soul: White Blade."

The opponent casually sent someone out. Xiao Wu felt underestimated.

"You... all come at once."

Everyone present seemed to hear a joke. Not only did the opponents burst into laughter, but even their own side let out sparse chuckles, though not many due to Xiao Wu.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant it to you."

As he spoke, dozens of people from the opposing side surrounded him.

As the Yaksha General, he had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, experiencing the pain of losing loved ones and the erosion of karma.

Everything had improved since he arrived in this world, but he had truly experienced all of that.

Facing a few brats who still smelled of milk was a piece of cake.

A certain societal dropout who had been freeloading and waiting for death on the Douluo Continent: Xiao hasn't been this happy in a long time.

Tang San, standing nearby, activated his Purple Demon Eye. This was a good opportunity to understand Xiao.

Hupo Yuan was summoned by Xiao. Seeing this weapon appear out of thin air, they were accustomed to it, naturally assuming it was a Martial Soul.

However, Xiao Wu and Tang San were clearly not as calm as the others.

Xiao Wu, whose true form was a hundred-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, was well-traveled and knew all the Martial Souls that had appeared on the Douluo Continent so far. Yet, she had never even seen Hupo Yuan in Xiao's hands.

Tang San was even more surprised. He was certain this was not a Martial Soul because there was no fluctuation of spirit power. The possibility of it being a spirit tool could also be ruled out. This weapon had simply appeared, as if conjured from water.

This weapon was also extraordinary. Although it looked as good as new, it was filled with ancientness and vicissitudes. He seemed to hear the cries of countless lost souls.

"Ants..."

In the space of a breath, Xiao returned to his original seat, and those people had already fallen to the ground.