Arriving at Douluo Continent to Conquer the World

Yu Xiaogang left directly after sending Ye Ying and Tang San to the academic affairs office.

The two quickly completed their registration procedures.

"Tang San, you go to the dormitory first. This is my first time leaving Holy Soul Village, so I want to look around the academy grounds first."

"Alright," Tang San agreed and left without delay.

Tang San couldn't help but sigh inwardly at being a transmigrator—there was nothing he hadn't seen before.

Ye Ying held the uniform in his arms, quietly waiting for another person to appear.

Xiao Wu.

Whether Xiao Wu's descendants were many or few, he'd snatch her up first.

He didn't care anyway.

If she had also transformed, he wouldn't hold back either.

He had come to the Douluo Continent with only three goals.

First, to conquer all under heaven.

Second, to conquer all under heaven.

Third, still to conquer all under heaven.

He had truly been single for over twenty years and was terrified of it.

Xiao Wu arrived after Tang San, and she came quickly.

Before long, Ye Ying saw Xiao Wu walk out of the academic affairs office.

A lively little girl stood at the door, about the same height as Ye Ying.

Her pretty little face was fair with a rosy tint, soft and tender like a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite.

Though her clothes were very plain, she looked quite neat.

Her black hair was braided into a scorpion tail that hung past her hips.

A pair of big, watery eyes sparkled with curiosity.

The long scorpion-tail braid was too distinctive—Ye Ying recognized her at a glance.

Before he could speak to Xiao Wu, she took the initiative to address him first.

Ye Ying naturally earned the favor of the opposite sex.

"Hello, are you a work-study student too?"

Ye Ying nodded.

"Are you one as well?"

"My name is Ye Ying. Ye of Ye Ying, Ying of Ye Ying."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu was momentarily stunned.

She felt as if her own line had been stolen, but it also greatly increased her goodwill toward Ye Ying—people of the same kind, after all, wouldn't they say the same things?

"My name is Xiao Wu. Wu of dancing."

The two chatted casually.

Ye Ying recounted the embarrassing little incident that happened in Holy Soul Village, and Xiao Wu laughed heartily.

By the time they slowly approached the dormitory entrance, they had already become familiar with each other.

However, Xiao Wu said nothing about her own home.

After all, she had run away after transforming.

Ye Ying had no idea how Xiao Wu had managed to flee, crossing several hundred kilometers from the Star Dou Great Forest to Notting Academy.

It must be the physique of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form—tough, able to take a beating (don't get the wrong idea), (can't withstand the Disorder Splitting Wind Technique).

Notting Academy had only one dormitory building, easy to find.

Both the academy's students and teachers lived here. Just as Old Jack had said, those who could become soul masters were few and far between, especially in a remote city like Notting.

The total number of students and teachers at the academy was not large, and a single dormitory building was more than sufficient.

The first three floors of the dormitory building housed seven large student dormitories, each one with a teacher in charge.

The Seventh Dorm was a mixed dormitory, filled entirely with work-study students.

By the time the two of them arrived at the entrance, Tang San had already successfully taken down Wang Sheng and become the dormitory's leader.

When Wang Sheng saw Ye Ying and Xiao Wu approaching, he immediately urged Third Sister to give Xiao Wu and Ye Ying a taste of their authority.

Tang San stepped forward.

"It's like this—our Seventh Dorm has a rule. New work-study students have to show off their spirit's strength."

"So we need to spar a bit."

"Oh?"

Xiao Wu's interest was piqued. As a spirit beast in human form, she was quite fond of fighting.

"Ye Ying, which of us goes first?"

"You go first,"

Ye Ying said with a smile to Xiao Wu.

"Alright then,"

Xiao Wu set her school uniform aside.

Before Tang San could react, her right leg bent at the knee, and her toes shot out in an instant, aiming straight for Tang San's chin.

The force didn't seem all that great, but the speed was extremely fast.

The main point was a sneak attack!

Tang San was also a girl now, and she held nothing back when fighting, unlike in the original story where she had reservations.

But unfortunately, Xiao Wu's combat strength was stronger.

Her legs coiled around, and with a twist of her waist, she sent Tang San flying with a whoosh.

Tang San had never cared much about being the dormitory leader anyway.

"According to the dormitory rules, since you beat me, you're now the dormitory head, the leader of all of us."

"What leader? That sounds awful."

"Call me Xiao Wu-jie,"

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes, then turned to Ye Ying with a bright smile.

"Ye Ying, come on, call me Xiao Wu-jie once."

"Then we won't have to fight."

Ye Ying chuckled.

His spirit power gathered, and a cup of Snow King brand lemonade appeared in his left hand.

He took a sip first.

Ice cold.

After all this time testing, he had discovered something.

Lemonade could increase his strength.

Not only did it grant a small permanent boost, but it also instantly increased his power by twenty percent when drunk.

Though the form had changed, the essence was still the Drunken Sword Immortal—drinking made him stronger. Now he drank Mi Xue's products, and there were many varieties with many bonuses.

Everyone watched Ye Ying curiously, wondering how he had conjured the thing in his hand.

"You'd better get ready to call me Ying-ge instead,"

he said casually, tossing the empty lemonade cup aside.

"You'll have to beat me first."

The next second, Xiao Wu pushed off the ground and kicked toward Ye Ying swiftly, the exact same move as before.

Ye Ying sidestepped, grabbed her right leg directly, and stumbled back a few steps under the force of inertia.

Xiao Wu's body immediately bent downward.

Her waist was extremely flexible.

Her arms wrapped around Ye Ying's waist from below, trying to throw him off.

Ye Ying didn't resist.

Following the momentum, he grabbed Xiao Wu and fell to the ground with her, pressing his entire body directly on top of hers.

Xiao Wu hurriedly struggled to push up.

But Ye Ying held her down firmly.

"How about it, you lost."

"Call me Bro Ying and let's hear it."

Xiao Wu said directly, "I'm not calling you that."

"Oh?"

Ye Ying slapped Xiao Wu's perky little bottom.

"Slap!"

"Are you calling or not?"

"Not calling!"

"Slap!"

"Are you calling or not?"

"Not calling."

The crowd had long been stunned.

And they etched this scene firmly into their memories.

Bro Ying really taught whatever he did.

"I'll call you, alright? Bro Ying..."

"Slap. Louder."

"Bro Ying..."

Only then did Ye Ying nod with satisfaction. "That's more like it."

He casually condensed soul power into a cup of Pearl Milk Tea.

He forcefully shoved the round, long straw into Xiao Wu's mouth.

"Suck."

Xiao Wu had no choice but to obey.

One sip in, Xiao Wu's little eyes sparkled.

Like a wild boar tasting fine grain.

Like a stray cat finding cat food.

"Bro Ying, it's so good!"

Ye Ying smiled.

Step one of taming Xiao Wu:

First call him Bro, then later call him Bro!