A Six-Year-Old Title Douluo

After pondering for a moment.

The instructor continued, enunciating each word.

"Zijun!"

Looking at Zijun, who was still sound asleep in his seat.

Qian Renxue gently nudged his arm and leaned close to whisper in his ear.

"Xiao Jun, stop sleeping. The teacher called your name."

As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, the instructor's voice rang through the classroom.

"Bone age: six! Twin Body Martial Souls! Soul Power: Rank 99 Title Douluo!"

After speaking, the instructor stared at Zijun with a fanatical expression.

Before coming to the classroom, he had already received Zijun's information from the dean.

When he had first seen it, Zijun's cultivation had left him utterly dumbfounded!

If the information had not been handed to him by the dean.

He would have thought it was a prank.

A six-year-old Title Douluo!

Even if one searched through the entire continent's history, there had never been a legend who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him!

In the classroom, the sound of pencils dropping was crystal clear!

Xie Yue, seated behind Hu Liena, had just taken a sip of water when the instructor's words made him spray it all out!

Clatter!

Pfft!

At that moment, aside from Qian Renxue and the instructor.

Everyone else's faces were filled with terror!

A six-year-old Title Douluo!

Just thinking about it was frightening! How monstrous did his talent have to be to produce such a freak?

"Present!"

A young boy's voice reached everyone's ears.

Zijun abruptly sprang to his feet on instinct!

His hands pressed tightly against the seams of his trousers as he stood ramrod straight behind his desk.

He blinked rapidly once before finally waking up.

Turning his head, he swept his gaze around the classroom and found his classmates staring at him as if he were some monkey in a zoo.

Holy crap! This feels just like school before I transmigrated. I thought I was sitting through that Mediterranean-haired big bro's class.

Why are they staring at me like that? Did I do something socially fatal in my sleep?

Muttering to himself inwardly, Zijun turned to Qian Renxue, who was covering her mouth as she snickered.

"Xue'er, what are they doing? What did I just do?"

Zijun raised a hand and lightly poked Qian Renxue's shoulder as he whispered.

"Ahem! Your Excellency Zijun, you did nothing. Your classmates are merely looking at you out of admiration. Please take your seat."

Seeing Zijun's blank expression, the instructor on the platform fought back a laugh as he answered.

After looking around at his classmates once more, Zijun became increasingly convinced that he had definitely done something embarrassing.

Is that admiration? Why does it look more like they're terrified?

Did these people study themselves stupid?

After grumbling inwardly, Zijun plopped back down in his chair.

Smack!

A distinct fairy palm print appeared on Xie Yue's face.

The culprit was Hu Liena, seated in front of him, whose head had been sprayed with water.

"Holy crap! I'm not dreaming! Hiss!"

Xie Yue covered his face with both hands and looked toward Zijun again.

His still-undeveloped Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

After Hu Liena's fairy slap landed.

The other students, who had been frozen in shock, began crying out one after another!

A few particularly bold female students even rushed toward Zijun with hearts in their eyes.

"Zijun, you're amazing! You became a Title Douluo at only six years old!"

"Big Brother Zijun~! You're the pillar of Lan'er's heart! Can we be friends?"

Faced with the female students crowding around him, Zijun could only smile awkwardly in response.

Has this young master finally struck it lucky in love? Hahaha! So many beauties!

On the platform, the young instructor with glasses helplessly rubbed his forehead and shook his head.

He did not interrupt the group of lovestruck female students.

Seeing that Zijun did not resist being approached by others, the classmates who had been burning with curiosity.

Could no longer restrain themselves and crowded around as well.

"Zijun, how exactly do you cultivate? You're already a Title Douluo at six! That's incredible!"

"Zijun, can you visit my home? My parents are imperial relatives!"

"Zijun...!"

"Ahahaha! I'll definitely visit if I get the chance. Thank you, thank you! You flatter me."

Zijun's face bloomed like a chrysanthemum as he thoroughly enjoyed being fawned over.

Seeing Zijun surrounded by female students, with some bolder girls even directly wrapping their arms around him!

How could Qian Renxue endure it any longer?!

He was her fiancé! How could other girls touch him whenever they pleased?!

As the princess of Spirit Hall, how could she not have a temper?!

Qian Renxue's expression, initially happy for Zijun.

Gradually turned into a smile that concealed blades!

Zijun, held in a female student's embrace, immediately felt a chill run down his back!

Struggling in the girl's arms, he twisted his head to look at Qian Renxue.

She smiled at Zijun as if she did not care in the slightest.

But when Zijun lowered his gaze just a little, he saw that Qian Renxue's tightly clenched little fists were trembling faintly from how hard she was gripping them!

The instant he saw that, alarm bells blared in Zijun's mind!

He hurriedly broke free from that tender embrace and refused in a serious tone.

"Female students, please return to your seats. Also! I am Qian Renxue's fiancé! And those of you thinking of sending love letters, don't write them! I won't accept them!"

After saying that, Zijun immediately put on a smile and held Qian Renxue's tightly clenched fists in both hands.

"Hehe! Xue'er! The sun and moon can bear witness to my feelings for you. I'm absolutely devoted to you alone! How could I possibly like other girls? Be good, don't be angry."

Seeing Zijun coaxing her, Qian Renxue finally felt much better.

She huffily turned her head away, seemingly unwilling to pay him any attention, yet she allowed him to hold her little hand.

As a boy whose mental age was far more mature than Qian Renxue's.

Zijun naturally saw through her at a glance, but he did not expose her.

After all, what girl would be happy seeing another woman approach her man?

So what if she was a little tsundere?

Especially when Qian Renxue was his favorite female character.

He could not spoil her enough!

And just like that, Zijun relied on his quick wits.

To successfully resolve his first family crisis!

The surrounding female students, having heard Zijun's words, could only return to their seats as well.

After all, Qian Renxue was the princess of Spirit Hall. Her status was not something mere nobles or imperial relatives could afford to offend.

Ring, ring!

The bell signaling the end of class rang, and everyone rose to leave the classroom in an orderly fashion.

"Xiao Jun, do you think I'm especially jealous and selfish?"

On a path through the academy, Qian Renxue and Zijun walked hand in hand toward the campus gates.

"So what if you get jealous? It's not a bad thing. I'm Xue'er's fiancé. If other boys flirted with Xue'er, I'd get jealous too. You're not selfish at all. I really like Xue'er this way."

After speaking, Zijun lifted Qian Renxue's hand, lowered his head, and kissed the back of it.

Blushing furiously, she lowered her head and walked beside Zijun without saying a word.

Yet the sweet smile at the corner of her lips was enough to explain everything.

Beneath the setting sun, the two walked hand in hand, with bursts of youthful, cheerful laughter occasionally drifting from their lips.

It was as if all the suffering of the past had vanished, and everything had become beautiful once more...