Enemies on a Narrow Road

The afternoon sun was so bright.

Even without wearing a black, thick cloak, Xian Wu didn't feel cold at all; his lower body even felt a bit stuffy.

On the main road of Sacred Orchid Academy, Xian Wu walked with his head down, covered in dust.

He wanted to ask Ye Sheng to be his godfather, to rely on a big tree for shade, but Ye Sheng said:

"Get lost!"

Could it be that happiness came too suddenly, and the old man couldn't accept it for a moment?

Without exaggeration, taking him, Xian Wu, as a godson would definitely be a profitable deal for Ye Sheng.

Perhaps Ye Sheng thought that with only his Soul Force, he wasn't qualified yet.

Heaven rewards diligence. Tomorrow, when school starts and he gets the basic cultivation techniques for Soul Force, he will definitely boost his Soul Force.

"Hmph, you ignore me today, and tomorrow I'll make you unable to reach me," Xian Wu kicked a stone by the roadside.

Before entering Sacred Orchid Academy, commoner children had no way to obtain cultivation techniques.

As for Xiao Ning'er, Lu Piao, and other children from wealthy and noble families, their families would provide cultivation techniques and resources according to their aptitudes.

Because of this, the City of Brilliance was shrouded in the law of the jungle where the strong become stronger and the weak become weaker.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest. Under the deadly threat of the Demonic Beast tide, commoner children could hardly turn their fate around.

Sacred Orchid Academy precisely provided an opportunity for commoner children, a chance to soar to the branches and become a phoenix.

Many commoner families chose to send their children to Sacred Orchid Academy for advanced studies.

Even if they couldn't change their destiny, they could learn a skill and improve their family's existing conditions.

On the way back to the dormitory, Xian Wu encountered someone he didn't want to meet.

Hu Yan Lan Ruo.

"Yo~ little brother, where are you going? Come play with us for a while~~~" Hu Yan Lan Ruo provocatively approached him.

A group of senior female students surrounded her, chattering like a flock of magpies.

"Lan Ruo, who is this little brother? Is he your relative?"

"I guess not, you two don't look alike at all. I think he's probably a little lover Lan Ruo has secretly kept."

"A little lover? How about lending him to your sisters to play with for a couple of days?"

They were all women from noble and wealthy families, and they were all Hu Yan Lan Ruo's good sisters.

Those who could get along with Hu Yan Lan Ruo were naturally not good people.

The women's words became more and more explicit, and Xian Wu's face became redder and redder.

He really wanted to leave this place of trouble immediately, but that group of women surrounded him, blocking all escape routes, intending to do something improper.

"Yo~ your face is red~~~" Hu Yan Lan Ruo leaned close to Xian Wu, grabbed his arm, put her arm around his shoulder, and blew hot air into his ear.

Xian Wu hardened.

His fists hardened.

He closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and was on the verge of exploding.

I'm a young man, being teased like this, how will I find a wife in the future?

"Scram--away--" Xian Wu said through gritted teeth.

His Demon Left Hand was not to be trifled with; if he got angry, these tigresses would have to bear the consequences.

"Yo~ you dare to curse again? Say it again, I want to hear it?" Hu Yan Lan Ruo said with a playful and extremely cheap grin.

"I'll fuck your..." Before Xian Wu could finish his curse, he smelled a peculiar fragrance.

Mesmerizing Xian Wu, Hu Yan Lan Ruo lifted his shirt and proudly showed it to her sisters, saying, "Look what this is?"

"Six-pack abs?"

"Snow-white belly?"

"Navel?"

The women didn't know what Hu Yan Lan Ruo wanted them to see, so they speculated.

"Don't you see the drawing on it?" Hu Yan Lan Ruo found it strange, were their eyes blind?

"Where's the drawing? It's bare."

Huh???

Hu Yan Lan Ruo looked back and found that her surrealist painting, Dog King's Revenge, had disappeared.

How could this be? Could this kid have already cultivated to the Silver Spirit Master level?

No, if this kid had cultivated to Silver Spirit Master, she wouldn't have been able to charm him so easily.

Could it be his strange Left Hand?

Most likely!

Putting Xian Wu's shirt down, Hu Yan Lan Ruo waved her hand, "Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone. He probably washed it off himself."

At this moment, a fat woman walked over, sizing up Xian Wu with greedy eyes, and then reached out her lecherous hand.

"What are you doing!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo slapped her hand away, scolding angrily.

Xian Wu was her toy, and it was enough for you to look at him, yet you wanted to touch him? Don't push your luck.

The fat woman rubbed the back of her hand and complained, "You still say he's not your little lover. You won't even let me touch him, you're too possessive."

"He's a young man, just a boy, and you think you can just touch him? Men and women should not touch. Didn't your parents teach you that?"

Before Hu Yan Lan Ruo could speak, someone else defended her.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing," Hu Yan Lan Ruo stepped forward to mediate, "Let's hurry up and go, the instructors are waiting!"

"Then what about your little lover?" the fat woman asked, still unwilling to give up.

A curve appeared on Hu Yan Lan Ruo's lips, "Let him stand here as punishment. When the time is up, the Charm technique will naturally be lifted."

"Will anything happen?" someone asked worriedly.

Hu Yan Lan Ruo waved her hand, "What accidents could happen in the academy? I'll take responsibility if anything happens. Don't worry about things that don't concern you."

"Go find some shade under a tree and stand there, don't get sunstroke," Hu Yan Lan Ruo instructed before leaving.

Xian Wu nodded blankly and mechanically stood under a large maple tree with a canopy like a parasol.

After settling Xian Wu, the "Big Sister" Hu Yan, leading her group of sisters, left in a flurry, chatting and laughing.

The sun set, the sky was filled with rosy clouds, and in the blink of an eye, it was dusk.

"Ugh..." Xian Wu shivered, waking from the Charm, his legs went weak, and he sat on the ground.

"Hu Yan Lan Ruo, you bitch, just you wait, I'll definitely make you kneel before me and beg for mercy."

Without even thinking, Hu Yan Lan Ruo had cast a spell on him again.

How did she cast spells? Did she directly use Soul Force?

Soul Force was similar to magical power, and it did not have attacking power on its own.

Before reaching the Silver Spirit Master level and merging with a Demonic Spirit, Bronze Spirit Masters only had one way to attack.

That was to blast their Soul Force into the enemy's soul sea and make it explode.

After merging with a Demonic Spirit, Silver Spirit Masters could consume Soul Force to use the innate magical spells that the Demonic Spirit possessed during its lifetime.

A Wind Snow Demonic Spirit could summon wind and snow, a Flame Demonic Spirit could create and control flames, and a Berserk Demonic Spirit possessed berserker battle skills...

During the days he worked before enrolling, Xian Wu hadn't been idle, and he often ran to the bookstore.

He had some basic knowledge of Spirit Masters and the history of the City of Brilliance.

Recalling the scenes before he lost consciousness twice, Xian Wu discovered a key point – the scent.

"That big slut Hu Yan seems to use that scent to cast spells. As long as I don't smell it, she can't do anything to me."

With a countermeasure in mind, Xian Wu felt a sense of relief.

"It's getting late, I should go to the cafeteria for my 'punishment'," Xian Wu patted his butt and stood up.