Demon Left Hand

Sacred Ancestor Mountain Range.

City of Brilliance.

"Xian Wu, Soul Force 1, strength 49, red Sea of Soul. Assigned to the Warrior Beginner Class. Next, Xiao Ning'er."

The booming announcement echoed throughout Sacred Orchid Academy.

"I thought Nie's Soul Force of 5 was low enough, but someone's even lower."

"They let trash like that enroll? I don't know whether that's a disgrace to Sacred Orchid Academy or to us."

"Who is this guy? He's shrouded in a cloak and acting all mysterious. Could he be from the Dark Guild?"

"No way. The Dark Guild wouldn't dare show their faces in public unless they had a death wish."

"Hmph. Just a clown looking for attention."

Xian Wu rubbed his nose, pulled up his hood, and wrapped himself tightly in his black robe. Sensibly lowering his head, he walked off the testing platform.

A beauty brushed past him, bringing a waft of fragrance.

Xian Wu darted away like a startled fawn and hurried off.

Xiao Ning'er frowned and glanced back. What a strange person.

As soon as he took his place at the back of the Warrior Beginner Class line, Xian Wu heard the announcement:

"Xiao Ning'er, Soul Force 78, strength 42, green Sea of Soul. Since the Spirit Master Beginner Class is full, she has been temporarily assigned to the Warrior Beginner Class. Next, Yi Baichuan."

A beauty in my class? Xian Wu stared blankly for a moment.

But what did that have to do with him? Women only slowed him down when he was drawing his gun.

"Wow, Soul Force 78! Xiao Ning'er is about to advance to Bronze One Star Spirit Master, isn't she?"

"Good heavens, a green Sea of Soul—the strongest talent among everyone tested so far. With talent like that, which family's young lady is she?"

"One of the Seven Great Noble Families, the Winged Dragon Family."

"Though the Winged Dragon Family has fallen into decline, with a descendant this gifted, they might rise again someday."

"I heard Xiao Ning'er is engaged to Shen Fei, the young master of the Sacred Family, one of the Three Peak Families. I wonder if it's true?"

"With the Sacred Family's support, Xiao Ning'er's future is bound to be limitless. She might even become a legendary Spirit Master."

"Too bad about Shen Fei..."

"Quiet. We ordinary people can't just talk about the descendants of a Peak Family."

After Xiao Ning'er finished her test, she coolly declined the eager offer of a boy in the front row to give up his place. She joined the back of the Warrior Beginner Class line.

Her fragrance wafted over again. Xian Wu felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, with a thorn in his back and a bone stuck in his throat.

Everyone's attention was focused on the young prodigy behind him, and he couldn't help becoming more conspicuous too.

Ah, a beautiful woman was trouble.

Xian Wu was a little nervous. When he got nervous, he felt like grabbing something. He reached out...

"Hey, classmate... your pants fell down."

Xian Wu felt someone poke him in the back.

His body stiffened as he looked down. Sure enough, his pants had fallen.

Whoosh!

His face turned red as a monkey's backside, and he hurriedly pulled his pants back up.

But under everyone's watchful eyes, they fell down again.

Luckily, his robe covered him. Otherwise, he would've been exposed.

"Creep, stay away from Goddess Ning'er!"

"Oh, I get it now."

"Get what?"

"No wonder he's always wearing a robe. It's so he can indulge his perverted urge to take his pants off in front of girls."

"Ew, gross!"

"You sick pervert! You creep!"

"You're slandering me! You're all slandering me!" Xian Wu was so embarrassed and furious that he wanted to crawl into a hole.

He really wasn't a pervert. It was all because of his Left Hand—his Demon Left Hand.

The Demon Left Hand was a perk of his reincarnation. It could instantly disassemble anything into its atomic components.

Of course, "anything" didn't include himself.

The ability was powerful, but it came with some nasty side effects.

His left hand would touch and disassemble things now and then, so he tied it up whenever he went to bed.

One reason he wore a black robe was that his left hand turned most things into charcoal.

The other was to keep from flashing everyone if it disassembled his clothes and pants.

By an unlucky coincidence, he'd gotten nervous and used his left hand to pull up his pants. He'd disassembled the waistband.

Then he'd hurriedly used his left hand to pull them up again, and disassembled the top of the pants too.

Now, there was no way he could clear his name.

Wait, Tales of Demons and Gods probably didn't have a Yellow River.

If he told everyone about his Demon Left Hand, the noble families might take him away and cut him open to study him.

But if he didn't, he'd be admitting to being a pervert.

"Silence!"

The commotion caught the academy's attention, and a burly male instructor strode over.

"What happened?"

"Instructor, that cloaked guy from the Warrior Beginner Class is a pervert. He took his pants off in front of Xiao Ning'er!"

Holy crap, "in front of her"? It was "in the line in front of her"! Xian Wu glared at the student.

The male instructor narrowed his eyes and grabbed Xian Wu by the collar.

"I'm innocent, I swear! The fire starter in my pants pocket suddenly caught fire and accidentally burned through my waistband. That's why my pants fell down. I didn't do it on purpose," Xian Wu hurriedly explained.

"A fire starter?" The male instructor felt his intelligence had been insulted and ordered Xian Wu to take off his cloak for inspection.

Xian Wu was holding up his pants with his right hand, and his left hand was unusable. He didn't have a third hand to untie the cord.

"Sir... could you help me take it off?" Xian Wu asked timidly.

The male instructor glared at him, roughly yanked open the cloak's fastener, and pulled it aside.

People around them craned their necks to look. They saw the "pervert" clutching his right hand with his left, while his right hand held up his pants.

A big chunk was missing from the left side of his pants, including the area above the pocket. The ragged edges were black, as if they'd been burned.

On top of that, a corner of his red underwear and his snow-white thigh were there for everyone to see.

Xiao Ning'er's cheeks flushed. She turned her head away.

"Put it back on. This is indecent." The male instructor gave him a hurried glance and draped the cloak over Xian Wu again.

"You could've played with anything, but you had to play with a fire starter. Nothing to see here. I've checked—it was an accident. He's not a pervert."

The male instructor summarily declared the incident a case of sexual harassment.

Luckily, he'd stepped in before things got out of hand. Otherwise, he'd have been punished if the Vice Dean found out.

Xian Wu clamped his pants tightly between his legs and freed his right hand to tie his robe.

Luckily, he'd had his pants fall down and been misunderstood before. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known how to get through this.

Xian Wu was already on pins and needles, with a thorn in his back and a bone stuck in his throat.

Now that this had happened, he stood in front of Xiao Ning'er, so embarrassed he could've dug out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.

Before long, the grueling entrance tests for the new students came to an end.

The "young prodigy" Xiao Ning'er had become famous, and so had Xian Wu, the "Pants-Stripping Fiend," though neither of them knew it.

"The new student entrance tests are over. Instructors, lead your classes in order to the dormitory area to assign rooms."

The booming announcement rang out again.

Led by the male instructor from earlier, the Warrior Beginner Class students were the last to leave the testing grounds.

There was no helping it. Of all the classes at Sacred Orchid Academy, the Warrior Beginner Class had the lowest standing.

Once they entered the dormitory area, the instructor split the group into boys and girls. He handed one group to the female dorm supervisor and the other to the male dorm supervisor.

"All the girls from the Warrior Beginner Class, come with me," the female dorm supervisor called out in a shrill voice.

The male dorm supervisor took charge of the boys and led them along the road to the left.

Xian Wu obediently followed at the back of the line, holding up his pants. Suddenly, a boy quietly slipped out of line and took his place behind him.

What was he trying to do...?