Generous Repayment, Sparring

After taking Xiao Wu to buy enough Daily Necessities, Lin Xuan and Xiao Wu followed Wang Sheng to the area they were responsible for cleaning.

Fortunately, the area was not large. They only needed around ten minutes every afternoon to clean it up.

They could earn One Silver Soul Coin just by cleaning such a small area. The academy really was generous and did its utmost to support them.

Then, after a long night and the Opening Ceremony they attended the next morning, Lin Xuan and the others finally completed their class assignments.

Lin Xuan also finally obtained the Douluo Dalu 1 Meditation Method he had been longing for.

How should he put it...

Lin Xuan could only say that this Meditation Method was far too primitive.

If the Meditation Method of the Douluo Dalu 3 era could be considered version 0.5 cultivation techniques, then the one from Douluo Dalu 1 did not even reach 0.1.

Tang Wulin had raised his Soul Power by seven levels in three years during the Douluo Dalu 3 era, yet that had only been considered average at the time.

One had to know that Tang Wulin was merely a Waste Spirit Soul Master with Innate Soul Power Level 3.

This showed just how far Soul Power cultivation had progressed during the Douluo Dalu 3 era.

At the very least, it had shortened cultivation time by a full two years.

An Innate Full Soul Power Genius in Douluo Dalu 1 with Innate Soul Power Level 3 needed at least five years to cultivate to the Tenth-Rank, while in Douluo Dalu 3, even three years might not have been necessary.

The enormous gap between the Meditation Methods was obvious from that alone.

However, Lin Xuan did not care. Cultivating was useless to him and would not grant him any experience at all.

Thus, while the Teacher explained how to meditate, Lin Xuan devoted his entire focus to controlling his Soul Power and compressing his Martial Soul.

"Boss, I never expected your Martial Soul to be Blue Silver Grass, and your Soul Power is only Level 3."

After class, Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes and circled Lin Xuan, her face full of a mischievous smile.

"What? You saw that my Soul Power is low, so you want to test me?"

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tang San had not attended the Opening Ceremony today. Lin Xuan guessed that he had gone to Hunt Soul Beast.

He did not believe that Tang Hao, if he was following along, would feel at ease entrusting Tang San's safety to Yu Xiaogang.

So, there was only one chance to thoroughly beat Xiao Wu into submission: these next few days.

After all, in the Original Work, when Tang San returned and went to work at the Blacksmith Shop, Tang Hao had been watching from the corner.

Lin Xuan was not sure whether Tang Hao guarded Tang San at other times, but that day, he definitely had.

Still, suppressing her through force was merely a means. What he wanted was not obedience gained that way.

"Yeah, I feel like deciding who's the boss just by comparing how much we can eat is totally unfair.

If we're choosing a boss, we should settle it with our fists!"

Xiao Wu said proudly.

Although she felt that Lin Xuan possessed Innate Divine Strength, his low Soul Power aptitude was a weakness. That meant she still had a chance to win.

It was like when she bullied a thousand-year Dark Golden Fear Claw Bear. With her Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Power, she could bully it with ease.

As for a ten-thousand-year one...

"Oh, then pay me back!"

Lin Xuan nodded with an expression of deep agreement, yet he extended his Right Hand beneath Xiao Wu's stunned gaze.

Although he would protect Xiao Wu because of Tang Wulin, that did not mean he would become her simp.

Xiao Wu's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

"Y-you, what do you mean?"

Xiao Wu had not quite processed it.

"The condition for helping you buy bedding was that you were my underling. Now that you want to use force to challenge my position as your big brother, I can only ask you to return the money I spent supporting you."

Lin Xuan looked as though sorrow were flowing backward into a river.

Shocked, Xiao Wu opened her rosy little mouth wide.

"Hehehe, Boss, I was just joking. Fighting and killing is so bad. How could I possibly covet your position as boss? I was just joking."

Forcing a smile, Xiao Wu hurriedly pressed Lin Xuan's hand back down.

What a joke. Lin Xuan had bought quite a lot for her, spending roughly three Silver Soul Coins in total. Even if she neither ate nor drank, she would need three months to pay him back.

Would she not starve to death during that time?

At that thought, she could not help blaming Da Ming. He had sent her into the human world without even preparing some money for her.

"Really?

You are not merely agreeing out loud while remaining unconvinced inside, are you?"

Lin Xuan asked with narrowed eyes.

"How could that be? Boss, you treat me so well."

Xiao Wu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly gave an awkward laugh.

"Forget it. Sparring with you would be good too. It will let me see the strength of an Innate Full Soul Power Genius."

Lin Xuan had brought Xiao Wu to the Back Mountain of Nuoding Academy. After stretching his body, he beckoned to her.

He had given her a sweet date, but he could not put away the stick. Otherwise, his underling might submit with her mouth but not her heart.

The best way was to make her submit in both heart and word.

He would conquer her in the simplest, most direct manner.

At the same time, Lin Xuan roughly understood why Xiao Wu had not received the same treatment Tang San had after joining the academy, with every Teacher trying to recruit her.

It was because of Xiao Wu's Martial Soul.

Although the Soft Bone Rabbit was not a high-tier Martial Soul, it was not a low-tier one either.

Therefore, Xiao Wu, with her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power aptitude, could be considered a genius even in the Soul Master World.

These Teachers had some self-awareness, so they had never expected to take Xiao Wu as a disciple.

Naturally, that spared Xiao Wu some trouble.

"Really?!"

Xiao Wu, who had been somewhat downcast because she could not teach Lin Xuan a lesson, instantly brightened at those words.

Even the rabbit ears atop her head stood upright.

"That's right. Not for the position of boss, just a simple spar."

Lin Xuan beckoned to Xiao Wu.

"Fine, you said it!"

Afraid that Lin Xuan would go back on his word, Xiao Wu hurriedly hopped forward and assumed a fighting stance.

If they were not fighting over the boss position, then so be it. Being the boss meant taking care of underlings, which had no prestige at all. Right now, she only wanted to spar with Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Level 3 Soul Master."

Following local custom, Lin Xuan introduced himself as he looked at Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, Martial Soul Soft Bone Rabbit, Level 12 Power System Soul Master."

Xiao Wu's eyes immediately narrowed, and the smile on her face could not be concealed.

She had already condensed her First Soul Ring before coming to Nuoding Academy, but she had never displayed it.

Now, she believed the time had come.

It was rather dishonorable for a Soul Master to bully a Soul Master.

But so what if she was dishonorable?

As Xiao Wu spoke, her figure stretched slightly taller, and a few rabbit-like features appeared on her body. At the same time, a yellow Soul Ring emerged beneath her feet and slowly rotated. Her entire body looked as though it had been given a beauty filter.

"Tsk!"

Lin Xuan smacked his lips enviously at the sight.

Xiao Wu's visual style was clearly superior to his. He would have to wait three years before obtaining his First Soul Ring, and by then, Xiao Wu might already have gained her Second Soul Ring.

For A Long Time, he would probably appear to lag one step behind these people.

That really was irritating.

As Lin Xuan thought this, his fists slowly clenched, and surging strength gradually awakened within his young body.

"Then here I come!"

The excitement in Xiao Wu's eyes was impossible to hide. She launched herself forward and charged straight at Lin Xuan. After adjusting her posture in midair, she flew toward him with a flying kick.