Beach, Beautiful Girl, School Starts

"Oh, you mean that? It's my saliva."

The boy said calmly, making Wang Dong freeze, as if he were talking about eating an extra egg that morning.

"Sal... Saliva?!"

The child was so shocked he could barely speak.

"You're so disgusting!"

The girl nimbly took off the white stockings from her feet, threw them on the ground, and wiped her tender white feet with the bedsheet.

The girl, looking a little wronged, raised her head and glared at An Zhen with her dreamy eyes, "I didn't bully you before, why did you put the saliva-stained stockings on my feet?"

An Zhen remained silent.

The little loli quickly stepped forward and whispered an explanation in Wang Dong's ear.

"Pervert!"

"An Zhen, you big pervert!"

The girl, her cheeks flushed, shouted.

"Think about it from another perspective."

Teachers taught us to look at problems from different angles. A good student like An Zhen often put this into practice.

"You are the queen, and I am your servant."

Wang Dong:?

Stepping on An Zhen, making him lick her feet like a puppy...

A bright light flashed in her pink and blue dreamy eyes. She felt like it was a pretty good idea.

Seeing Wang Dong's mood improve, even sporting a smug smile, and An Zhen's calm expression, Huo Yutong felt that Wang Dong had been tricked by An Zhen.

After appeasing the young lady and setting up three NPC dolls for training, An Zhen began to change the scene.

Beach, sea, sun, beach chairs, sun umbrellas, sailor suits...

"No, this won't do!"

Wang Dong's little head shook like a rattle. Although logically it wasn't her real body, she absolutely refused to wear something like this in front of An Zhen.

"Then how about the previous sportswear? I'll change it to a material that doesn't absorb water."

"This is fine."

An Zhen didn't force it.

After all, they had only known each other for a few days.

Perhaps their relationship was extraordinary in some aspects due to certain special events, but both girls were proper young ladies.

"Even though it's fake."

Lying on the beach chair, An Zhen picked up a comic book Wang Dong had bought.

By the sea, a beautiful girl with pink and blue hair and a blue-haired loli joyfully jumped into the sea. Their fair legs gently stirred the water surface, and their cute little breasts bounced with their movements. Their long hair gathered into a ponytail in the water and under gravity. Their agile figures were like swimming dragons. They embraced each other with their fair arms, and the girls played and splashed.

How beautiful.

Time passed.

The day before school, a youthful day, was spent.

"So sleepy."

Wang Dong yawned, contentedly put down the comic book in her hand, and inadvertently revealed a patch of snow-white at the collar of her long dress. She gently patted her somewhat numb white legs with her fingers.

"After staying up all night, I finally finished reading it."

Like a lazy big cat, the girl sprawled on the bed, her perky hips raised, her pink and blue dreamy hair casually spread out.

"An Zhen, remember to bring me breakfast,"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing."

With a hand on each of their heads, the blue-haired Loli gently soothed the two. They were very mature in some aspects, yet incredibly childish in others.

"Oh, right."

Loli suddenly remembered something. "Brother An Zhen, are you also in Class One of the freshmen?"

Wang Dong's eyes opened a sliver.

"No."

"We got a bit luckier and were assigned to Class Nine of the freshmen."

"Even though Rain Pupil has been taking a lot of medicinal meals these past few days, those things need time to accumulate and take effect. Soul Power has broken through level thirteen, but the improvement to physical fitness isn't significant."

Refreshing his status, a full of vigor An Zhen stood up. "Your Class One teacher, Zhou Yi, is very strict with ordinary students unless they are ones she favors. Her attitude can be described as torture."

"If there are any activities requiring physical stamina, Wang Dong, help Rain Pupil out more."

"Of course." The exquisite girl proudly patted her chest. "Leave it to me."

"Mhm, Miss Wang Dong is very reliable."

"Hmph hmph."

In a daze, An Zhen seemed to see a tail wagging behind Wang Dong.

He got up and checked the levels and statuses of the three of them.

An Zhen walked towards the teaching building.

"Martial Soul Department Office."

Confirming it was the right place, An Zhen gently knocked.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Enter."

In the low-key, classical office, a middle-aged man with forest-green hair and a short beard turned his gaze to An Zhen. "Student An Zhen, what can I do for you?"

ShrekMartial Soul Department Director, an eight-ring Soul Douluo, Du Weilun.

An Zhen wasn't surprised that Du Weilun knew him. Setting aside other things, defeating Xu Sanshi and Taotie Douluo patronizing a bubble tea stall was enough. It would be strange if he wasn't recognized.

"Director Du, hello. My Martial Soul is rather special, and the traditional class format isn't quite suitable for me. So, I'd like to explain my thoughts and apply for an exception."

"Oh?"

He knew that this little fellow had utterly defeated Xu Sanshi in a very strange way. Although he heard that he was also quite injured afterward, he was a freshman! Moreover, Xuan Lao himself was paying special attention to him, seemingly drawing the attention of the Sea God Pavilion.

But apart from knowing that his Martial Soul was related to the world, everything else about it was a mystery.

"My Soul Skill allows me to understand the outside world while maintaining meditation cultivation, so it won't delay my studies. However, it looks like I'm sleeping in class," the young man said somewhat shyly.

So you came all the way to my office early in the morning just to apply for the privilege of sleeping in class?

If it were anyone else, Du Weilun would have directly grabbed them and thrown them out. But this was someone Xuan Lao had specifically requested to focus on.

"Do you have any way to prove it?"

"I can't bring anyone else yet. I'll have to wait until I have my third Soul Ring."

Du Weilun:?

Did this mean he could already know the abilities of his third Soul Ring in advance?

Feeling somewhat confused and unable to comprehend, Du Weilun took out a book from outside An Zhen's field of vision.

"Although sleeping in class is a bit outrageous, based on the teaching philosophy of putting students first, if you truly have this ability, I can approve it." Pushing up his glasses, Du Weilun said sternly, "How about this: I have a book in my hand. If you can tell me its name and the content of the first page, I'll believe you."

After all, Martial Souls were indeed bizarre, and some special abilities could be understood.

"Okay."

An Zhen closed his eyes.

One minute later.

"Director, the book in your hand is a comic. The title is 'The Overbearing Young Master Falls in Love with the Commoner Girl.' It has Xu Sanshi's name on it. The first page has an exquisite illustration, with handwritten words. It's a love letter from senior Xu Sanshi to senior Jiang Nannan. Also, Director, you have two Gold Soul Coins in your pocket."

An Zhen blinked his eyes, looking expectantly at the department director.

"A very powerful ability."

Du Weilun now understood why this kid had Xuan Lao personally request special attention. With his cultivation as an eight-ring Soul Douluo, he hadn't sensed even the slightest trace of spiritual power probing just now.

"Then, about me sleeping in class… ah, no, cultivating."

"You can. I approve it. You're in Class Nine of the freshmen, right? When teacher Mu Jin arrives later, I'll inform her."

"Thank you, Director. Oh, right." An Zhen turned his head towards the open window. "Someone is looking for you outside the window."

An Zhen closed the door and left.

Du Weilun froze. Someone outside the window?

The next moment, a refined middle-aged man appeared in the office.

"Dean."

Du Weilun said respectfully.

"What a promising talent!"

Yan Shaozhe's fiery gaze seemed to pierce through the wall, watching the departing figure.

And from an orphanage, no less.

New Student Class Nine.

An Zhen arrived when there were only one or two people in the classroom. He found a seat in the back row by the window.

A moment later, he accepted the breakfast brought by Huo Yutong.

"Classmate, is anyone sitting next to you?"

A clear and pleasant voice rang out.

"No."

A small bag was placed on the desk next to An Zhen. An Zhen turned his head and looked at his deskmate.

It was a tall girl. Although her delicate features couldn't compare to Wang Dong's, she was still a girl no less beautiful than Tang Ya. Her short blonde hair looked very neat, and her bright, watery eyes were lively and intelligent. She smiled friendly at An Zhen.

"Hello, my name is Ning Tian. Classmate An Zhen, I've heard so much about you."

The blonde girl extended a fair hand.

"Hello."

They shook hands and let go.

"Young Master!"

A red figure rushed over at extreme speed.

"Feng Mei!"

The blonde girl called out softly.

The originally furious girl's aura instantly weakened. The ravenous wolf turned into a well-behaved puppy. "Young Master."

"Alright, find a seat. Class is about to start," the girl said in a tone that was almost commanding.

She had short red hair, like burning dragon flames, and her eyes were the same. Her features were exquisite, and her skin was as fair as jade, no less than Ning Tian's beside her. Her excellent figure far surpassed the immature Wang Dong. The phrase "big breasts, no brain" seemed to be perfectly embodied in her (manga version image).

To be honest, compared to Ning Tian, An Zhen was more interested in this Wu Feng. It was unavoidable. In the original work, she was the one fiercely pursuing him in the early stages, but later she became the submissive one (Ning Tian was turned into a man in the Qiankun Love Valley).

What a reversal of fortunes.

"Da da da..."

Footsteps sounded. A woman with short, curly hair holding a lesson plan walked into the classroom. She stood on the podium and scanned the students below. After confirming the number of students was correct, she began, "Class is now in session."

"First, let me introduce myself. My name is Mu Jin. You can call me Teacher Mu or Teacher Mu Jin. I will be your homeroom teacher until the class division assessment in three months. I hope we can get along well during this time. If you have any difficulties with cultivation or daily life, you can come to me."

Mu Jin paused. The gentleness on her face turned serious. "First, I want to make your goal for the next three months clear, and that is the freshman assessment. Each of you is a little genius handpicked from the three great empires."

Many students showed a hint of pride. Each of them was a top student in their original primary schools, a genius among their peers.

"But there's no shortage of geniuses here. Let me give you a practical example: two-thirds of the freshmen will be eliminated in the upcoming assessment."

Although they had heard about it before, hearing this terrifying number, most of the students present were stunned.

"Do your best to pass the freshman assessment and stay. Only then can such students be called elites."