Dog King's Revenge

"Ah!!!"

A sharp, piercing female scream echoed from Dormitory 44.

"Young miss, what happened?" her attendants pushed the door open, worried that Hu Yan Lan Ruo had encountered some danger.

Before they could get a clear look at the situation inside, Hu Yan Lan Ruo shoved and pushed them both out the door.

"Get out! Who let you in? All of you, get out! Go, go away!"

The door slammed shut with a "clang." The two attendants exchanged bewildered glances, utterly confused.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The attendants, still worried, knocked on the door and asked, "Young miss, are you alright? What was that noise just now?"

"I'm fine. You two just guard the door. No one is allowed in without my permission."

The attendants were baffled, not knowing what Hu Yan Lan Ruo was up to.

Since their young miss said she was fine, they couldn't press the issue further.

Besides, with her strength as a Silver Demon Spirit Master, nothing serious should have happened.

Inside the dormitory, Hu Yan Lan Ruo, both ashamed and annoyed, covered her eyes, her face flushed red to her neck.

This damned scoundrel... why wasn't he wearing pants.

It was bad enough he wasn't wearing pants, but he wasn't even wearing underpants, it was simply... simply outrageous!

Running around the streets with his bare backside, he was truly a pervert.

She'd heard about a "pant-removing maniac" appearing during the morning's freshman test. Could it be this guy?

Yes, very likely! The same black robes, the same perverted behavior.

Damn it, she was still a maiden, she'd never even held a boy's hand, and yet... and yet she'd seen that.

What should she do? What should she do, what should she do?

Maybe... cut it off?

Hu Yan Lan Ruo released her hands and, with a wicked grin, took out a delicate curved saber from her spatial ring.

Clang--

The precious saber was unsheathed, its cold gleam sharp, shining brilliantly under the sunlight.

Xian Wu stood frozen in place, his eyes vacant, completely unaware of the impending crisis.

Hu Yan Lan Ruo raised the saber, hesitating. Was it really okay to ruin his lifelong happiness like this?

Although her personality was outgoing and she feared nothing, she wasn't inherently bad. She hadn't done anything wicked since she was a child.

Moreover, she had asked him to take off his clothes herself. Seeing something she shouldn't have seen couldn't entirely be blamed on him.

"Hmph, you're lucky!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo sheathed her saber and put it back into her spatial ring.

But then, she thought of her beloved pet dog, who had tragically died at his hands, and Hu Yan Lan Ruo's anger flared up.

"The death penalty can be waived, but living punishment is unavoidable." With that, she took out a ram's horn brush and a jar from her spatial ring.

The jar contained the demon blood of a Silver-grade beast, the Snow Wind Spirit Worm, usually used for inscribing Snow Wind runes.

Hu Yan Lan Ruo chuckled, dipped the ram's horn brush into the demon blood, lifted Xian Wu's shirt, and began to draw on his stomach.

"Dog King, rest in peace..."

After drawing a "Picasso-style" Dog King on Xian Wu's stomach, Hu Yan Lan Ruo wrote four characters: "Dog King's Revenge."

As she drew, she infused it with her Soul Power.

Unless Xian Wu cultivated to become a Silver Demon Spirit Master, this surrealist painting would follow him for the rest of his life.

Her Dog King wasn't so easily killed, was he?

Putting the ram's horn brush and jar back into her spatial ring, Hu Yan Lan Ruo examined Xian Wu's left hand again.

"What can your left hand decompose?"

"The world... all things..." Xian Wu no longer spoke one word at a time, but two.

"You're bragging!"

Hu Yan Lan Ruo didn't believe him. She took out the large bone that her Dog King had loved most in life from her spatial ring and placed it on Xian Wu's hand.

Unexpectedly, a bizarre thing happened.

She had expected Xian Wu's left hand to be weighed down and unable to lift, but the moment the bone touched it, it snapped in the middle.

With a "dang," two large broken bone pieces fell to the ground simultaneously.

"Fun, so fun!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo clapped her hands in delight, as if she had discovered a new continent.

Unfortunately, happy times were short-lived.

Before Hu Yan Lan Ruo could continue her research, a commotion could be heard from outside the door.

"Who are you? What are you doing standing in front of our dorm?"

"This is our dorm, why aren't you letting us in! Is there no law? Is there no justice?"

"They're not letting us in? Come on, Zhang Ming, let's go find the dorm supervisor and get this sorted!"

"Young Miss, that guy's roommate went to find the dorm supervisor. What should we do?" the follower knocked and reported.

"Annoying!" Hu Yan Lanruo stomped her foot, quickly picking up the cloak for Xian Wu and helping him put it back on.

If the dorm supervisor found out she had trespassed into the male dormitory and reported it to the academy, she would definitely be expelled.

Although she was a descendant of a prominent family, academy rules were not to be broken. Once a mistake was made, severe punishment would follow.

Sheng Lan Academy was backed by the Feng Xue family, the foremost of the three peak families.

Even the descendants of the Shen Sheng family and the Sheng Ming family, who were also peak families, dared not act recklessly within the academy.

A fleeting glance, and a blush reappeared on Hu Yan Lanruo's pretty face.

That thing was like a curse, firmly imprinted in her mind, refusing to fade.

"Let's go!" Hu Yan Lanruo called out to her two followers as they left the dormitory.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Hu Yan Lanruo snapped her fingers, dispelling the charm spell.

Dormitory.

Xian Wu's body went limp, and he collapsed onto the floor.

He looked around blankly: "What's going on? Why am I on the floor? Where did that tigress go? Did she leave?"

Xian Wu suspected he was dreaming, but the lingering, alluring scent in the room proved that woman had been there.

"When did she leave? I don't remember anything?" Xian Wu looked towards the door, puzzled.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Zhang Ming, Zhu Junxiang, and the dorm supervisor walked in.

"Brother, are you okay? Let me help you up, help you up." Seeing Xian Wu slumped on the floor, Zhu Junxiang rushed to help him.

But Xian Wu didn't appreciate it: "Don't touch me!"

"I can get up myself." Xian Wu pulled his left arm away.

Zhu Junxiang sheepishly withdrew his hand, his good intentions unrewarded, unaware that Xian Wu was trying to protect him.

The dorm supervisor asked with concern, "Xian Wu, who were those people just now? Did they do anything to you?"

Xian Wu closed his eyes and felt himself carefully. Apart from a slight chill in his stomach, there were no other unusual sensations.

He probably wasn't beaten… or violated.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Xian Wu shook his head.

"It's good that you're fine." The dorm supervisor breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as no one died, it would be treated as a non-issue. He, a commoner staff member, couldn't afford to offend the young masters and ladies from those prominent families.

That's why he only dared to bring Zhang Ming and Zhu Junxiang over after those people had left the dormitory.

"Alright, notify me if anything happens in the future. Within Sheng Lan Academy, no one can bully us commoner disciples," the dorm supervisor said, then quickly left.

Although the dorm supervisor's words were just a formality, Xian Wu heard a deeper meaning.

As long as they didn't leave the academy grounds, even the disciples of the peak families couldn't break school rules to deal with him.

Zhang Ming closed the dormitory door and turned to complain, "Xian Wu, you really know how to cause trouble. On the first day of school, you've already provoked Xiao Ning'er, a senior student, and that group just now. How are you going to establish yourself in the academy from now on?"