Clever Xiao Chenyu

"Young Master Xiao, what's wrong?"

"Young Master Xiao, is this guy your enemy?"

"Need a hand, Young Master Xiao?"

The many teenage students surrounding Xiao Chenyu looked at him, then at Ye Zhiqiu, their eyes lighting up. Young Master Xiao seemed to be afraid of this kid—this was their chance to prove themselves, a great opportunity to earn some goodwill.

Xiao Chenyu froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had quite a few upperclassmen from Nuoding Intermediate Soul Master Academy on his side.

Plenty of them had Soul Power at level fifteen or sixteen. Times had changed; two fists could not beat four hands. He refused to believe that this Great Demon King, who had only just obtained his first soul ring, could defeat more than a dozen powerful upperclassman Soul Masters.

It seemed today was the day to avenge a year of exploitation.

"Damn it, help me beat him up! Once you're done, we'll be brothers!" Xiao Chenyu pointed at Ye Zhiqiu and shouted.

"No problem."

"Leave it to us."

"Gladly."

The upperclassmen sneered as they slowly closed in on Ye Zhiqiu.

Some of the students who had come to enroll saw that there seemed to be a show brewing and voluntarily cleared an open space, watching the two groups with interest.

On one side were more than a dozen upperclassman Soul Masters from Nuoding Intermediate Academy. On the other, there were only three people, and they all appeared quite young. The other two did not move at all; only the handsome youth in the middle stepped forward.

The difference in strength between the two sides seemed rather lopsided. Ye Zhiqiu helplessly shrugged at Xiao Chenyu rallying these people against him.

Xiao Chenyu seemed to hold quite a grudge. But he wanted to deal with him using this bunch of losers? Wasn't that a bit too childish? Looking at the group of students closing in on him, Ye Zhiqiu smiled disdainfully. His figure blurred, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Bang~ Bang~ Aah~!

Miserable cries rang out one after another. These students could not even touch Ye Zhiqiu's figure; they could only see the streaks of afterimages he left in motion.

In less than two breaths, they were all lying on the ground. Only then did Ye Zhiqiu stop, looking at Xiao Chenyu with an utterly unconcerned expression, as though he had not been the one to beat these Soul Masters into the ground.

Xiao Chenyu: ???

Only after quite a while did the stunned crowd recover and break into heated discussion.

"Holy shit, that's insane."

"What city is this beast from? Could he be some prodigy from a major power?"

Even Tang San and Xiao Wu's pupils sharply contracted as they looked at Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu was simply too fast. Tang San had to activate his Purple Demon Eye just to barely make out his movements.

"Ah Qiu has gotten stronger again. No wonder he stopped sparring with us after returning from hunting his soul ring. It seems sparring with us doesn't help him much anymore." Tang San shook his head with a sigh.

Xiao Wu nodded in agreement. She had not even seen how Ye Zhiqiu had struck just now. It was already difficult enough to catch sight of him—how could she spar with him in that state? She would probably just become a punching bag.

Gulp. Xiao Chenyu's Adam's apple bobbed, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Ye Zhiqiu strolled over to him and patted his shoulder. "Little Yu, what did you just say? I think I heard you say you wanted to beat me up?"

Xiao Chenyu's face twitched as he forced out a smile uglier than a grimace. "Brother Qiu, you heard wrong. I was just so excited to see you. My father gave me quite a bit of spending money because I'm attending Nuoding Intermediate Academy, and I was in a hurry to show you some filial respect." As he spoke, Xiao Chenyu pulled a money pouch from his pocket. This pouch was much larger than the previous one and looked heavy and full.

Xiao Chenyu was about to follow the old rule and take out half. Yet before he could, Ye Zhiqiu snatched away all the money along with the pouch.

Negative Emotion Value from Xiao Chenyu +166

"This time, I'll count it as a lesson for you. If there's a next time, I'll strip you naked and make you do the seaweed dance on the training ground."

As Ye Zhiqiu casually put the money pouch into his Black Jade Bracelet right in front of Xiao Chenyu, he did not forget to leave him with a smiling threat.

Then Ye Zhiqiu turned and left, entering the academy with Tang San and Xiao Wu to enroll.

Xiao Chenyu stood there in a daze. Had he just seen a Storage Soul Tool? Wasn't that something only gifted heirs of major powers possessed? Even the cheapest Storage Soul Tool cost more than ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, and they were impossible to find on the market. Basically, no one was willing to sell one.

This Great Demon King really was from some major power. Good thing I, Xiao Chenyu, was clever enough not to offend him beyond repair. I settled the matter with just a small amount of Gold Soul Coins.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chenyu actually smiled. He reached into his pocket and pulled out another money pouch. This was the pouch he had used back at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

Being repeatedly robbed by Ye Zhiqiu had left Xiao Chenyu traumatized. Since Ye Zhiqiu took half the money from his pouch every time, Xiao Chenyu had developed the habit of carrying two money pouches. Ye Zhiqiu did not know about this.

As the saying went, when the Dao rose one foot, the devil rose ten. Xiao Chenyu was actually quite clever, and this time, he had fooled Ye Zhiqiu.

After Ye Zhiqiu and the other two registered at the Academic Affairs Office and received their school uniforms, they headed to the dormitories.

At Nuoding Intermediate Academy, they were first-year freshmen, so their dormitory was naturally on the first floor. It was simply called Dormitory One.

There were around a dozen first-year freshmen in Dormitory One at the moment, all busy with their own affairs. At least Ye Zhiqiu did not run into any foolish brats.

Unlike Dormitory Seven at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, Dormitory One was not lavishly decorated, but it was very clean. Smooth tiles covered the floor, and staff came to clean it regularly every day.

The beds were also large, with soft mattresses that were comfortable just to sit on. They were nothing like the hard plank beds at the junior academy.

Ye Zhiqiu took out his bedding from the Black Jade Bracelet and quickly made his bed. Then he greeted Tang San and Xiao Wu before heading out.

It had been a month since he had ordered those clothes after graduating from Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. They should all be finished by now, right?

Ye Zhiqiu needed to pick them up. It was time for him to change up his style of dress as well.

Before long, Ye Zhiqiu had all the clothes in hand. The Divine Garment Robe was like an outer cloak, so he put it directly on. It fit perfectly. Paired with the black inner shirt and black trousers underneath, it looked quite pleasing.

There were no words referring to generations of Hokage on the back of the Divine Garment Robe. Instead, there was a purple-black character for Qiu. Near the shoulders on the back, a row of neat black Magatama had been sewn at intervals as decorative embellishments.

The shopkeeper's craftsmanship was quite good. Ye Zhiqiu was very satisfied with the clothes; they looked exactly as he had imagined.

As for the Black Base Red Cloud Robe, Ye Zhiqiu merely gave it a quick once-over. After confirming there were no flaws, he stored it in the Black Jade Bracelet. It was better not to show that thing to anyone.

The shopkeeper probably could not have imagined that the two sets of clothes he had made would one day become two legends of the Douluo Continent.