Ning Caichen, Master of Female Ghosts

"Dean, if you don't have a place to stay right now, you could actually come to my dorm—no one else is there..."

In the dean's office, with just the two of them alone.

Jiangzhu mustered her courage to confess her feelings.

A man as outstanding as Xia Wuyou—miss this chance, and there'd be no next shop.

If she didn't seize the opportunity now, finding another man this exceptional later would be harder than scaling the heavens.

"Mhm, Jiangzhu, I understand your feelings!"

Xia Wuyou saw right through Jiangzhu's little schemes.

From the moment she first laid eyes on him, this girl had been swooning.

After learning about his strength and achievements, she'd stopped hiding her admiration altogether.

Now, alone with him in the principal's office, it was the perfect time for her to express her affection.

"Jiangzhu! It's still early—let's grab dinner first! After all, tonight's going to be hard work, and we can't do that on empty stomachs!"

"Besides, your dorm probably doesn't have any men's clothes or toiletries. You wouldn't want me walking around naked the whole time, would you?"

He wasn't some saint like Liu Xiahui who could stay unmoved by temptation, nor a pure-hearted monogamist, let alone a righteous gentleman.

Before crossing over to Douluo Continent, he'd spent days and nights in a hotel room with a pair of fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged sisters who loved cosplay, discussing the mysteries of human anatomy.

When it came to women, he naturally believed in "the more, the merrier"—he wouldn't hang himself on one tree, let alone die for a single woman.

Douluo Continent was a world where the strong ruled; there was no such thing as monogamy, let alone the equality preached on Earth.

"O-okay! Dean!"

"Then let's go eat first, and on the way back to Yanhuang Academy, we can stop by a store to buy some daily necessities and a change of clothes for you."

Hearing Xia Wuyou's response, sweetness welled up in Jiangzhu's heart.

She hadn't expected such a handsome and powerful dean to not look down on her as a commoner.

Otherwise, he could have just taken her right there in the office without caring about her feelings.

"Heh! Alright, Jiangzhu! Stop grinning like a fool! Since we still have time, let's go out and have dinner together!"

Seeing Jiangzhu still giggling foolishly, Xia Wuyou teleported to her side, wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

He pressed his lips directly to hers.

Simple, direct, and utterly domineering.

"Mmph!"

Caught off guard by the sudden, forceful kiss, Jiangzhu's beautiful eyes flew wide, her body stiffened, and his clean yet aggressive scent filled her nose, nearly stealing her breath.

Before she could recover, her arms moved on their own, winding around Xia Wuyou's neck as she responded with all the passion she had.

A moment later, they parted.

"Dean!"

Jiangzhu's heart brimmed with sweetness, shy and delighted. She dared not meet his eyes, burying her face in his broad chest, her cheeks burning red.

The next second, Xia Wuyou used Spatial Teleportation, whisking Jiangzhu away from Yanhuang Academy and arriving in an instant at a hotel both familiar and strange.

It was the Seven Treasures Glazed Hotel, where he'd been that morning.

He might not know which restaurants served good food, were popular, or had heavy foot traffic.

But when it came to whether the Seven Treasures Glazed Hotel's food was good, its service quality, its popularity, and its customer volume—he had plenty to say.

For a business to spread across the entire Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must have some skill.

Besides, this was his second visit—first time's strange, second time's familiar!

As Xia Wuyou and Jiangzhu stepped through the hotel's entrance, a sharp-eyed, portly middle-aged man immediately approached with a smile.

He looked to be in his forties, his slick, shiny hair combed immaculately, dressed in expensive brocade—the picture of a successful man.

"Welcome, Your Excellency Wuyou and Miss Jiangzhu! Your presence truly graces our humble Seven Treasures Glazed Hotel!"

"Allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Ning, full name Ning Caichen. I am the manager of this Seven Treasures Glazed Hotel in Tiandou City."

Ning Caichen placed his right hand on his left shoulder, bowed slightly, and performed a standard noble salute.

Xia Wuyou: "Uh... Ning Caichen?"

"The ghost-chaser Ning Caichen? The one who couldn't even let a female ghost go?"

Hearing that familiar name out of nowhere, Xia Wuyou froze for a moment, his mouth half-open as if to quip, but after a thought, he held back.

"Uh... Manager Ning, hello!"

"I'm here for dinner with my companion. Please arrange it."

Since Ning Caichen was so perceptive, Xia Wuyou didn't feel like poking fun.

As for how Ning Caichen recognized him and called him by name, Xia Wuyou knew full well.

After revealing his soul ring configuration at Blue Tyrant Academy's gate, his intel was probably already on the desks of every major power's higher-ups.

For example, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family Xue Family.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

And Qian Renxue, disguised as the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince, "Xue Qinghe."

The Heaven Dou Imperial Family goes without saying—Tiandou City itself is their Xue Family's stronghold.

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it's much the same. With their sect headquarters on the Tiandou Mountain Range right next to Tiandou City, how could Ning Fengzhi not investigate this sudden good neighbor of his?

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan needs even less explanation. Their Blue Tyrant Academy, used to recruit and train outer disciples, had been taken by this sudden existence. It would be strange if they didn't know his information.

And once Qian Renxue learned of these matters, it meant the entire upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall would soon turn their attention to him.

As things stood, at the very least, Salas, the Eight-Ring Soul Douluo and master of the Spirit Hall Temple in Tiandou City, had likely already received word about him.

"Alright, no problem! Please follow me, Your Excellency Wuyou and Miss Jiangzhu."

Ning Caichen led the way with practiced ease, guiding Xia Wuyou and Jiangzhu toward a luxuriously decorated private room with an elegant, refined style.

He had just received word that this young man named Xia Wuyou was no simple figure.

As long as there was no conflict of interest, no one in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should offend him.

A Space Spirit, reaching the strength of a Seven-Ring Spirit Saint at just twenty-five years old, with a soul ring configuration as shocking as Three Purple Three Black One Red.

Defeating Liu Erlong, also a Seven-Ring Spirit Saint, in a single move, effortlessly taking over Blue Tyrant Academy, and expelling everyone related to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

One incident after another fully demonstrated Xia Wuyou's strength and wisdom.