Central Heavenly North Star Purple Emperor

"Purple Micro Palace?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned and involuntarily looked at the Purple Micro Breakthrough Pill in Zhou Chen's hand.

There seemed to be some corresponding meaning between the two, but no matter how hard he thought, he could not figure it out.

Of course, Yu Xiaogang did not know that the words "Purple Micro" were another name for the Purple Micro Emperor Star in Great Xia mythology.

In ancient Great Xia, mortals born under the fate of the Purple Micro Star were called emperors.

In the prehistoric Heavenly Court, the Purple Micro Emperor Star represented the heavenly vice sovereign second only to the Jade Emperor—the Central Heavenly North Star Purple Emperor!

The Purple Emperor governed the celestial latitudes and longitudes, the sun, moon, and stars. He was the lord of all stars.

The reason Zhou Chen had named his own force the Purple Micro Palace was that he likened himself to the Purple Micro Emperor Star. The earthshaking ambition revealed within was self-evident!

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang still seemed somewhat hesitant, Zhou Chen raised a brow and reminded him, "It's time to make a decision."

"I... agree." Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

"Very well. Then, on behalf of my family and the Purple Micro Palace, I shall enter into this gentleman's agreement with you."

Zhou Chen's fair little face was taut, his expression solemn. No one could have seen that the so-called hidden family was entirely fabricated by him, while the Purple Micro Palace currently consisted of him alone.

Oh, there were two people now.

"Here is the pill. Keep it safe."

Zhou Chen no longer concealed anything and casually handed the pill to Yu Xiaogang.

The moment he received the Purple Micro Breakthrough Pill, Yu Xiaogang became excited. His hope of turning his life around rested on this pill!

"I intend to return to my residence now and take this pill," Yu Xiaogang said excitedly.

Zhou Chen smiled and nodded. "As you should. After all, the longer the delay, the more trouble there may be."

"Fine. As long as the pill truly works, I, Yu Xiaogang, will give my life to your family."

Yu Xiaogang gratefully cupped his fists toward Zhou Chen, then turned around and hurried off toward the dormitory building.

Once Yu Xiaogang had left, Zhou Chen immediately let out a sigh of relief.

That had not been easy. To borrow a tiger's skin and raise a banner, he had been forced to use the psychology he had learned on Earth, fabricating a nonexistent hidden family and using its powerful background to intimidate Yu Xiaogang into obediently pledging allegiance...

This is too hard!

This six-year-old body is far too inconvenient. I need to grow up quickly!

With a sigh, Zhou Chen was about to leave Notting Academy when he suddenly heard a commotion and sounds of fighting from the Small Woods behind him.

Among them... there seemed to be Tang San's voice.

Sure enough, wherever the protagonist went, conflict followed.

After grumbling inwardly, Zhou Chen moved lightly. Within a few breaths, he had crossed a hundred meters and soon arrived at the Small Woods.

At the center of the Small Woods, two groups were shouting insults and shoving one another, their tension ready to explode.

One side consisted of over a dozen youths dressed plainly, some even covered in patches. They were clearly the commoner work-study students from the original plot.

Facing them were more than twenty noble students dressed in bright and luxurious clothing.

Tang San stood at the very front of the work-study students.

Though he had only just enrolled, he had already relied on the Tang Sect Skill to subdue the other work-study students and become their boss.

Of course, the one who drew Zhou Chen's attention most was a pretty little girl.

Her lovely face was fair with a rosy tint, and her hair was braided into a scorpion braid down her back. She wore a pink dress and a rabbit-ear headband. No one would have guessed that she was a rabbit spirit transformed from a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

"Xiao Wu..."

Zhou Chen murmured.

Among the noble students opposite Tang San and Xiao Wu, the leader was dressed extravagantly. He was tall and straight, with a fairly handsome face.

At that moment, he looked down at them both with disdain and said coldly, "You two little brats dare interfere in my business? Do you know my father is the lord of Notting City?"

"Heh, if your father is the city lord, then my father is a Titled Douluo!"

Tang San sneered, not believing Xiao Chenyu at all.

"Trying to scare people by bringing up your family background? Are you afraid?" Xiao Wu asked from the side, eager to fight.

"Haha, me? Afraid?"

Boss Xiao put on an insouciant laugh. "If anyone should be afraid, it should be Wang Sheng! Wang Sheng, you're a fifth-year student, yet you hide behind two six-year-old first-years. How laughable."

At those words, among the work-study students, a burly youth with several scars on his face lowered his head in shame.

He was Wang Sheng. He was eleven years old this year, and his martial soul was the Battle Tiger. His Soul Power had already reached level nine, making him the strongest among all the work-study students.

Xiao Chenyu and his people had just cornered him here and beaten him badly. Fortunately, Tang San and Xiao Wu had arrived in time.

"Boss Xiao, are you fighting or not?" Xiao Wu was clearly growing impatient.

"Fight! I'll accompany you to the end! Which of you two is coming?" Xiao Chenyu said coldly.

"I will."

Tang San stepped forward, his expression slightly grave.

Just now, he had used the Purple Demon Eyes to examine Xiao Chenyu's aura and discovered that Xiao Chenyu's Soul Power was higher than his own. He should already be at the level of an official Soul Master.

"Wait."

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked toward it and saw a handsome young boy in a purple brocade robe slowly walking over.

"Chen Ge!"

The moment Tang San saw Zhou Chen appear, he immediately ran over, leaving Xiao Chenyu standing there awkwardly alone.

"Only been apart for half a day, and you've already become the boss."

Zhou Chen teased Tang San, then turned around. With a stern little face, he looked coldly at Xiao Chenyu and said, "You look about twelve years old. Aren't you ashamed to challenge a six-year-old child to a duel?"

"Of course not."

Xiao Chenyu gave a cold, mocking laugh. "What, are you planning to stand up for them?"

Hearing this, Zhou Chen said nothing more. With this sort of chuunibyou kid, fists were the only way to reason.

"Say something, brat. Are you scared or—what the hell!!"

Xiao Chenyu stopped halfway through his insult.

Because a golden Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath Zhou Chen's feet!

"A hundred-year Soul Ring."

Xiao Chenyu's face changed drastically. The others around him gasped and widened their eyes, staring at Zhou Chen in shock.

These ignorant elementary school students naturally could not recognize a million-year God-level Soul Ring. They merely thought it was a particularly deep yellow hundred-year Soul Ring that leaned toward gold.

Looking at the onlookers around him gasping in shock, Zhou Chen frowned and said to Tang San beside him, "Little San, have them move back so no one gets hurt by mistake."

The moment he said this, Tang San did not even need to persuade them. Everyone retreated more than ten meters, leaving only Zhou Chen and Xiao Chenyu standing opposite each other in the wide clearing.

"Xiao Chenyu, right? I'll give you a chance. Don't disappoint me."

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Chen said evenly, "I won't use my martial soul or any soul skills. As long as you can endure my Soul Power Pressure for three minutes, you win!"