Holding the Child to Command the Carefree

Seeing Xiao Wu injured--

Tang San's Tang Clan's Syndrome directly flared up, his eyes bloodshot, breathing like an ox, roaring to the sky.

"Ahhh! Zhao Wuji, you dare to harm my sister Xiao Wu, you are on the Way of Seeking Death!"

"I swear to kill you, eat your flesh, and sleep on your skin."

Then Tang San began to go berserk.

"Is this the legendary Tang Clan's Syndrome?"

"Heh heh! Interesting!"

Li Xiaoyao was amused.

"It seems this Little Scoundrel--is preparing to use those disreputable Tang Sect hidden weapons again!"

Li Xiaoyao discovered Tang San's small movements.

Tang San's hands directly reached for the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges Night Soul Tool at his waist, his fingertips holding a large number of Bone-Piercing Needles, as well as the Dragon Whisker Needles he had just acquired these past few days.

-Chit-chit-chit-

Tang San controlled a large number of hidden weapons and shot them out.

Eyes, shoulders, throat, heart.

Knees, groin, lower abdomen.

Every attack was aimed at a vital spot.

And then, it was similar to the original novel. Tang San went berserk for this 100,000-Year-Old Rabbit, wishing he could kill Zhao Wuji on the spot with Tang Sect hidden weapons.

Then?

Then there was no then.

Zhao Wuji struck Tang San's chest with a palm.

With a loud "bang," Tang San was sent flying by Zhao Wuji's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. He fell to the ground and immediately fainted.

"Tsk! This Little Scoundrel is like a hedgehog!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and cursed.

If he hadn't been worried about killing Tang San with one palm, how could he, a dignified Level 76 Soul Saint, have been so tormented by this Little Scoundrel.

"Kid Li, don't you have that Time Reversal Soul Skill? Do me a favor and give me a shot!"

Zhao Wuji said to Li Xiaoyao.

"Oh! Alright!"

"Chronos: Fourth Bullet (Dalet): Time Reversal!"

Since Zhao Wuji was so polite, Li Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't refuse such small matters.

He summoned Chronos and the Flintlock Pistol, then pulled the trigger at Zhao Wuji. With a "bang," the bullet shot directly into his body.

The moment the golden bullet entered his body, Zhao Wuji felt the flow of time around him suddenly distort—blood flowed backward, and the burning pain of torn muscles rapidly disappeared.

Even the wounds from the Bone-Piercing Needle and Dragon Whisker Needle healed rapidly in the golden light, as if the embarrassment of being tormented by Tang San's hidden weapons had never happened.

"Hahahaha, thank you, kid Li. Your Fourth Bullet ability is much more useful than Oscar's Recovery Sausage!"

Zhao Wuji moved his wrist, and his previously sore muscles and bones instantly recovered. The majestic Soul Power of a Level 76 Soul Saint surged through his limbs again, and his previous grimace was replaced by hearty laughter.

"It was just a small thing!"

"But if you want to use my Chronos again next time, you'll have to pay a fee—at least give me eight hundred to a thousand Gold Soul Coins as compensation for the treatment."

"After all, eight hundred to a thousand Gold Soul Coins for a full recovery of a Soul Saint expert, you're not losing money on this deal."

Li Xiaoyao put away Chronos, and the Flintlock Pistol spun in his palm before disappearing. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhao Wuji.

His Fourth Bullet's Time Reversal could directly crush all healing-type Soul Masters on Douluo Continent. Even the Nine Heart Begonia family, known for bringing the dead back to life, couldn't compare to him.

"Not losing money! Not losing money! Let alone eight hundred to a thousand, even ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, I, Old Zhao, would be willing to pay!"

Zhao Wuji moved his fully recovered injuries, feeling the surging and unimpeded Soul Power within him. The more he thought about it, the more he felt Li Xiaoyao's Chronos Soul Skill was too heaven-defying.

Before Li Yusong left—he had also instructed Dai Mubai to take Li Xiaoyao and the others to the academy dormitories.

As for Zhao Wuji—he carried the unconscious Tang San and Xiao Wu away from the scene.

Therefore—today's entrance test ended hastily.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Dai Mubai called out.

The others silently followed.

After a short while, they arrived in front of rows of wooden houses.

"We're here! This is the student dormitory!"

"Men on the left, women on the right!"

"The male dormitory is on the left, and the female dormitory is on the right!"

"They all have two rooms and one living room, and a bathroom!"

"Two people will live in one wooden house. You can arrange it yourselves!"

Dai Mubai explained.

After thinking for a moment, he added.

"Everyone is tired. Just get a good rest today. The academy's opening time is tomorrow morning, and there will be a bell to remind you!"

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing--

Her mouth slightly agape, as if she wanted to say something but stopped.

As a result, Zhu Zhuqing completely ignored Dai Mubai.

She casually chose a wooden house and walked in.

"Hee hee hee! Brother Xiaoyao! These wooden houses all have two rooms and one living room, and an independent bathroom. How about we live in the same wooden house?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Li Xiaoyao with a giggle.

Ever since Li Xiaoyao "carried her like a princess," she had already confirmed that she had fallen for him.

A Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, with a Soul Ring configuration of Three Purple One Black.

The Chronos martial soul of the Time Element, and a soul bone of the Space Element.

For someone as outstanding as Li Xiaoyao, if she didn't seize the opportunity to "get together" with him, she would eventually be snatched away by those "flirtatious sluts" outside.

"How old are you, girl?"

"Don't you understand the principle that men and women should not touch each other?"

Li Xiaoyao was speechless.

Ning Rongrong was preparing to give herself away so easily!

Ignoring Ning Rongrong, the Little Demoness, after choosing a small wooden house, he walked straight towards it.

"Brother Xiaoyao, if you don't refuse, then it's settled. We'll live together, and we can look out for each other."

Ning Rongrong's tone was charmingly coy.

She was unwilling to give up on such an excellent man as Li Xiaoyao.

Living under the same roof, she was sure she would "create a life" with Li Xiaoyao.

She could completely "gain status through her son" then!

Or perhaps, hold the "child" to control Xiaoyao!

She was determined to become the mistress of the Li Family--

"Two rooms and one hall, one room per person, whatever you like!"

Li Xiaoyao raised his eyes and saw the girl's cheeks flushed.

He then nodded slightly, agreeing to this request.

"Hee hee hee, Brother Xiaoyao, you're so good to me!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up with joy, and she happily skipped, pulling Li Xiaoyao's arm as she walked into the wooden house, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"Tsk! Truly enviable!"

Dai Mubai smiled helplessly.

He had originally planned to introduce Li Xiaoyao to some clean noble and merchant daughters in a couple of days.

But now, a proud daughter of heaven from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was practically giving herself away, so his role as an intermediary was unnecessary.

Dai Mubai shook his head, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes, and turned to walk towards his own residence, leaving only the figures of the two disappearing into the wooden house.

Deep night!

Zhao Wuji lay on the rocking chair in the Teacher Dormitory--

While happily drinking wine and eating a late-night snack.

A voice entered his mind.

"Zhao Wuji, get your ass to the back mountain!"