The Wheel of Heaven Turns; Heaven Spares No One

Seventh Dormitory was terrifyingly quiet.

Everyone looked at one another, speechless.

Strong—too strong!

One was Tang San, who had beaten all of them down.

The other had effortlessly beaten Tang San until he could not fight back at all.

Were all this year's new students this terrifying?

When Zhu Rong and Tang San had their "soul fight," everyone had kept straight faces on the surface, but inwardly, they were overjoyed!

Tang San had beaten them so badly before, and now he was getting beaten too.

"The wheel of Heaven turns! Tang San, you have a day like this too!"

Watching their "enemy" get beaten with their own eyes—how could that not feel good?

Xiao Wu rubbed her foot. After resting for a while, it did not hurt as much anymore.

Only then did she stand up and limp toward the spot where Zhu Rong had placed the blanket and pillow.

"You don't want these, right? Perfect. I didn't bring a blanket or pillow, so I'll use them."

Xiao Wu pointed at the blanket Zhu Rong had sent and spoke to Tang San, who lay on the floor questioning his life.

At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to kill Tang San, but she did not dare act rashly.

The human world was too dangerous!

Any random human child was terrifyingly strong.

She would wait for another chance later.

"You..."

Tang San was furious. He had been planning to tear up and throw away the things Zhu Rong sent.

Yet this girl said she wanted them. Was that not another slap in the face?

But when he saw Xiao Wu's pitiful appearance, an inexplicable ache rose in his heart, leaving him unable to continue.

After a while, Tang San climbed off the floor.

He shakily sat on the bed. After lying down, he did not look at Xiao Wu. Staring at the ceiling, he said weakly, "If you want to use them, take them. I can't guarantee there's nothing wrong with Zhu Rong's things..."

Would Zhu Rong kindly send him a blanket and pillow?

How was that possible!

Seeing Tang San agree, Xiao Wu did not respond, much less thank him. She simply began making the bed.

A rabbit's nose was exceptionally sensitive. After taking a sniff, she knew whether there was anything wrong with the blanket and pillow.

They smelled fragrant and pleasant. How could there possibly be a problem?

This human child did not know what was good for him. What a bargain for Sister Xiao Wu!

"Why would that person send blankets to this human child? Their relationship looks like one of mortal enemies."

"If I could borrow that person's strength to kill this human child named Tang San..."

"But why do I keep feeling that he is extremely dangerous?"

Xiao Wu fell into deep thought for a moment.

She had already seen Zhu Rong's martial soul just now. When he released it, holiness and light filled the room.

Someone like that did not seem evil no matter how she looked at him. So where did the danger she sensed come from?

Qilin: Hehehe...

"There's nothing wrong with the blanket and pillow. The academy provides them to noble students. I've seen them airing them out..."

Tang San had no idea why the slap in the face came so quickly.

He turned his head and glanced toward the source of the voice.

He found that Wang Sheng had already gotten up. His eyes were full of envy as he looked at the blanket and pillow.

"The academy provides blankets and pillows to noble students. Why don't Work-Study Students get any?"

Tang San asked in confusion.

When that crew-cut boy had someone deliver blankets earlier, he had thought all students brought their own.

He had not expected the academy to issue them to noble students.

Then why did Work-Study Students not get any?

"It's already good enough that Work-Study Students are allowed to study. What else do you want..."

Wang Sheng looked at Tang San as though he were an idiot. Did he think these things came free?

Perhaps because everyone had been beaten up, the earlier barriers between them had faded considerably, and they could now chat normally.

"Damn it, what gives nobles the right!"

Wang Sheng and the others: ...

What gave them the right? They had money! Was something wrong with this guy's brain? Had cultivation made him stupid...

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Tang San's mind. He cried out, "No, Zhu Rong is also a Work-Study Student. Where did he get blankets and pillows meant for nobles?"

"Could he have stolen them? To frame me?"

Wang Sheng and the others: ...

Dressed like that, and you're telling us he's a Work-Study Student!

"Tang San, all Work-Study Students live in Seventh Dormitory!"

Wang Sheng really could not listen anymore and said to Tang San.

Tang San: ...

Zhu Rong did not live in Seventh Dormitory, which meant he was not a Work-Study Student.

At that moment, Tang San had only one thought in his mind. Zhu Rong had not enrolled using Holy Soul Village's Work-Study Student quota?

Then how had he entered the academy?

Wait, he had previously dug up a treasure chest where he cultivated, and it had been filled with Gold Soul Coins...

Fuck!

He had cultivated there for over two years! Why had he never found it?

"Zhu Rong, you stole my opportunity! You fucking... deserve to die!"

That opportunity should have belonged to Tang San, yet Zhu Rong had taken it again!

Back in his dormitory, Zhu Rong wore a slightly surprised expression.

"Victory obtained."

"Obtained 500 Gold Soul Coins."

"Obtained Hero Replicator x1."

He had beaten Tang San every day before, yet over more than two months, he had not received a single Hero Replicator.

Why had one dropped now?

"Could it be because Tang San just got back on his feet?"

Zhu Rong muttered, unable to figure it out.

What confused him even more was what had happened in Seventh Dormitory!

Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, and everyone else had all been dealt with by Tang San.

Even so, Zhu Rong was not too surprised. After all, Tang San was much stronger now than Tang San had been at this point in the original story.

It was only normal that they were no match for him.

But Tang San had beaten Xiao Wu so badly that Zhu Rong had almost failed to recognize her!

"Should I try Xiao Wu for tomorrow's first victory?"

As a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast, Xiao Wu should give better Lucky Star bond rewards for farming first victories than a weakling like Tang San, right?

"But what excuse should I use?"

Zhu Rong thought for a while, but could not come up with anything. He simply stopped thinking about it.

He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in meditation.

It was better to raise his strength first. Qilin needed charging too, and this little Soul Power was not quite enough...

Seventh Dormitory

As time passed, everyone's pain gradually eased.

One after another, they climbed up from the cold floor.

But now, when they looked at Tang San, they no longer had the fear they had felt before.

So even the strong could lose, could be easily defeated by someone else.

What was there to fear about a strong person like that?

They all had two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. Who was better than whom?

"Boss, going to eat?"

Zhang Mazi asked Wang Sheng. He ignored the "new" boss of Seventh Dormitory, Tang San. Tang San was unworthy!

Nothing mattered more than eating. Whatever it was, they could talk after they ate.

There were still two days before school officially began, and there were no classes now. Whenever they wanted to eat, they could go to the cafeteria.

Wang Goudan nodded, deeply agreeing with Zhang Mazi. He tentatively said to Wang Sheng, "Boss, it's registration day. Want to treat the brothers to a good meal?"

Wang Sheng did not immediately answer their question. He glanced at Tang San and saw that Tang San showed no reaction before saying, "Let's go. I'm treating today..."