The First Meeting of Rabbit and Grass

"Notting Academy should have started classes by now." Lin Yu, who had been at the Spirit Hall Academy for nearly two months, was holding a book and reading, but the expression on his face didn't look like he was actually studying.

"Xiao Yu, time to head back." Just as Lin Yu was lost in thought, Hu Liena's voice sounded in his ear.

After more than two months of getting along, Lin Yu and Hu Liena had grown somewhat familiar with each other.

It wasn't anything close to a close bond, but simple conversation was no longer an issue.

"Coming." A glint of sharp light flashed in Lin Yu's eyes.

Over these two months, Lin Yu had come to confirm that Bibi Dong, at least in the short term, wouldn't make a move against him. So he gradually relaxed, no longer holding such heavy vigilance toward her.

With that, Lin Yu closed the book in his hands and walked outside.

"This is the Work-Study Student dormitory. For the time being, you'll be staying here." The Notting Academy teacher led Tang San to the door of the dormitory, pointing at the building before him as he looked at the six-year-old Tang San.

Lin Yu's arrival hadn't changed Tang San's path. Tang San had still enrolled in Notting Academy and had still smoothly become the disciple of 'Grandmaster' Yu Xiaogang.

After Tang San entered, a little girl's figure soon followed him inside.

"Hello, I'm Tang San. I'm, I'm the..." He really couldn't bring himself to say the word 'boss,' so a flash of inspiration struck. "I'm the dormitory head here. Just call me by my name. May I ask, what is your Martial Soul?"

The gears of fate began to turn, and the two people fated to be entangled on Douluo Continent started their encounter.

Only, this meeting wasn't as sweet as it was in the books.

When Xiao Wu saw Tang San, her eyes held an indescribable confusion.

She suddenly felt that this little boy before her gave her a contradictory feeling. On one hand, she wanted to get close to him, but on the other, she sensed an extreme sense of revulsion from Tang San.

Still, Xiao Wu didn't voice the doubt in her heart. Instead, she stretched out her small hand.

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and said with a smile, "My Martial Soul is a rabbit, the cute kind of little white rabbit. What about you?"

"Rabbit? Your Martial Soul is a rabbit?" When Tang San heard Xiao Wu's words, he automatically ignored her asking about his own Martial Soul and focused entirely on the fact that her Martial Soul was a rabbit.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with my Martial Soul being a rabbit?" Xiao Wu's eyes were full of confusion.

She had no idea why Tang San was so excited upon hearing that her Martial Soul was a rabbit.

Tang San said, "Then doesn't that mean you're the perfect counter to me? My Martial Soul is the food of your Martial Soul—Blue Silver Grass."

As Tang San said this, he was actually a little nervous, but that tension was quickly overtaken by another emotion.

"But I do know that rabbit tastes really good, especially spicy rabbit head. That flavor is truly unforgettable. How about I treat you to some spicy rabbit head?" Tang San was so excited now that he didn't even notice Xiao Wu's expression starting to crack.

At this moment, in Xiao Wu's eyes, Tang San was like a terrifying demon, opening its bloody maw to devour her in one bite.

"R-Rabbits... rabbits are so cute, why would you eat them?" Xiao Wu's voice was trembling now.

"Why can't I eat them? They're delicious." Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Tang San looked confused.

By now, Xiao Wu didn't want to say another word to Tang San. She was afraid he might eat her.

If she didn't have to stay in the Seventh Dormitory, she would have turned and run right then. But as a transformed spirit beast, she could only improve her strength by interacting with humans, so she had no choice but to study here.

Xiao Wu lowered her little head and prepared to walk straight into the Seventh Dormitory.

But just as she was about to enter, Tang San reached out and blocked her way.

"You... what else do you want?" Xiao Wu hugged her arms to her chest, staring warily at Tang San.

Though Tang San didn't understand why she was making that face, he still stated his purpose.

"Well... it's like this. Our Seventh Dormitory has a rule: new Work-Study Students have to show the strength of their Martial Soul.

So, I'd like to spar with you." Tang San spoke a little awkwardly.

But to Xiao Wu, this demeanor of Tang San's only made him seem more terrifying.

"No... I don't want to. I don't want to stay in the Seventh Dormitory." Xiao Wu had no intention of sparring with Tang San at all. She simply ran straight out.

However, not long after, Xiao Wu walked back into the Seventh Dormitory—only this time, she was accompanied by a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was the dean of Notting Academy, and his face was barely concealing his fury.

"Who told you to bully the new student?" The dean stood in the Seventh Dormitory, angrily scolding all the students there, Tang San included.

Now, all the students obediently lowered their heads, letting the dean berate them.

"Dean, you've misunderstood. We didn't bully her. It's just..." In the end, it was Tang San who stepped forward cautiously, looking up at the dean.

"Didn't bully? Are you saying I'm wronging you? Didn't you stop her from entering the dormitory?" The dean refused to listen to Tang San's explanation. Seeing Tang San dare to talk back, he pointed at Tang San's nose and cursed.

Hearing the dean's merciless words, Tang San kept his head deeply lowered, but a nearly tangible killing intent flickered in his eyes.

"I believe my disciple wouldn't do something like this." Just as the dean was about to continue his tirade, Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out beside them.

Everyone turned around to see a man of medium build, slightly thin, around forty or fifty years old, walking over.

His black hair was parted in a three-seven split, his features were ordinary, and his hands were clasped behind his back. Yet he carried a unique aura, with a hint of laziness and dejection in his half-lidded eyes.

"You believe? Well, I believe what Xiao Wu said is right." The dean showed no respect for Yu Xiaogang at all.

After all, Yu Xiaogang was merely lodging at Notting Academy, idling away his days eating for free. If not for the dean, Yu Xiaogang would have been kicked out long ago. And Tang San was Yu Xiaogang's disciple—one who had knelt and bowed the moment they met.

In other words, if Yu Xiaogang left, Tang San would unhesitatingly leave the academy as well.

Although Tang San's talent was not bad—Innate Full Soul Power—his Martial Soul was indeed a waste like Blue Silver Grass.

But Xiao Wu was different. She also had Innate Full Soul Power, yet her Martial Soul was the Soft Bone Rabbit, a fairly decent power-attack type.

Between Tang San and Xiao Wu, even a fool knew which to choose, let alone him as the dean of Notting Academy.

Hearing the Notting Academy dean's words, anger clearly surfaced on Yu Xiaogang's face. But thinking that aside from Notting Academy, he had nowhere else to go where he could freeload, he could only forcibly suppress the rage rising in his heart.

"Xiao San will live with me from now on. You needn't worry." Yu Xiaogang took Tang San's hand and walked toward his own residence.

"Wait. Besides moving Tang San out of the Seventh Dormitory, you also need to teach classes for Notting Academy's students—imparting knowledge on Martial Souls." The Notting Academy dean did not let Yu Xiaogang off so easily and spoke again.

He knew that while Yu Xiaogang had no great ability, his knowledge was still decent. He might as well take this opportunity to stop him from just freeloading.

"Fine, I understand." These words were ground out through Yu Xiaogang's teeth. After speaking, he pulled Tang San and quickly left.

"Alright, Xiao Wu. You don't need to worry anymore. From now on, you'll stay in the Seventh Dormitory. If anyone bullies you, just tell me directly. Come, the dean will first buy you a blanket so you won't freeze when sleeping at night." Then, the dean also took Xiao Wu and left.

Only the group of children from the Seventh Dormitory remained on the spot, exchanging blank looks, not knowing what to say.

In truth, the dean had considered moving Xiao Wu to another dormitory, but Notting Academy only had the Seventh Dormitory for Work-Study Students, and Xiao Wu was unwilling to casually accept his support. So he could only bring Xiao Wu back to the Seventh Dormitory.

The two who should have each had a blanket to cover themselves now couldn't even move into a single dormitory room.