Dormitory Leader

"This is my Martial Soul, Cloud. I've figured out two skills so far: one is Fly, and the other is healing."

"After awakening my Martial Soul, I tested it on animals in the village. Now I can heal external injuries."

Wang Sheng saw that the bruises on his arm had already faded. He rolled down his sleeve, then pulled another Work-Study Student over and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the bruises on his arm.

Tang San was astonished to see three or four bluish-purple marks on the boy's arm.

Wang Sheng let go of the boy's sleeve and said with a wry smile,

"These are from when we first got to the academy a few days ago. We Work-Study Students all come from poor families, and students from the other dormitories often bully the people in Dorm Seven. As the dormitory leader, I have to stand up for my brothers. I'd love to pass that responsibility on to you."

The other students all nodded, looking at Tang San with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Seeing the light of hope in their eyes, Tang San knew he couldn't refuse again.

"All right. I won't stand by and let anyone bully us Work-Study Students."

Wang Sheng then explained the responsibilities and duties of being the leader in more detail.

Seeing that Wang Sheng had finished, Su Ming started asking the other students if they were hurt.

"Anyone who's injured, come over. I'll treat you."

Five people came forward, including the one Wang Sheng had just pulled over to show Tang San.

"Come on, line up. I'll treat you all."

Once they were standing in a row, Su Ming summoned his Martial Soul. A cloud appeared above his right hand. As he sent Soul Power into it, five clouds flew from his hand to hover over the five students, and a light rain began to fall.

To speed up his Soul Power cultivation, Su Ming used up all his Soul Power.

As the raindrops entered their bodies and were absorbed, I could clearly feel the pain and bruises on them fading away.

After a long while, the clouds above their heads dispersed. The five students thanked him one after another, while the others came over to introduce themselves, too.

"Brother Su Ming, your Cloud Martial Soul is incredible! The wound on my back hurt so much I couldn't sleep, but now I can't feel a thing."

"Yeah! We won't have to worry about getting beaten up anymore. With you around, we can hold our heads a little higher in Dorm Seven."

Su Ming smiled and waved a hand, making no effort to be modest. He told Tang San and Wang Sheng not to call him for lunch, but to come get him at dinnertime. Then he sat cross-legged on his bed and began cultivating.

He had to cultivate hard and get his First Soul Ring as soon as possible, so he could go to Shrek three or four years early. When the time came, he'd have to rely on Flender to help him find the rare Soul Beasts he wanted to train.

Ma Hongjun was a promising talent. Su Ming couldn't let Flender ruin him. He'd try to persuade Dai Mubai to absorb a different Soul Ring. Maybe that would ruin his fusion skill, but at least the White Tiger Martial Soul could be passed down.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, evening had arrived.

He heard someone call, "Su Ming."

Su Ming opened his eyes. A group of people was standing by his bed. He looked around and saw that the sun was already up outside.

Seeing Su Ming awake, Wang Sheng pointed to a little girl and began introducing her.

"Su Ming, this is Xiao Wu. She's a Work-Study Student, too. She arrived just after you started cultivating."

"She fought Tang San and won."

"Now she's the leader."

Su Ming looked at Xiao Wu. Her little face was fair, with a rosy flush. Her long black hair was combed into a pretty scorpion braid that fell past her hips, and her watery eyes were filled with curiosity.

Seeing Xiao Wu, Su Ming had to admit she really was quite pretty. If she looked this good as a child, what would she be like when she grew up? No wonder she had Tang San completely smitten.

Xiao Wu stepped forward and looked at Su Ming.

"I'm the new leader of Dorm Seven. Call me Sister Xiao Wu."

"Sister Xiao Wu," Su Ming obediently said.

Wang Sheng saw this and said, "All right, Sister Xiao Wu. Let's go eat. Lunch is on me today."

The twelve of them, Su Ming included, left Dorm Seven. Led by Wang Sheng, they headed toward the cafeteria. It was inside the teaching building, so they had to cross the entire athletic field to get there.

The opening ceremony was tomorrow. Since it was already noon, everyone who was coming had arrived, and the athletic field was quite lively.

The cafeteria at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy was huge, large enough to seat over three hundred people—the students of six classes and their teachers.

A long line had already formed at the serving windows. The cafeteria had two floors, and the first-floor hall alone had three hundred seats.

The second floor was for ordering individual dishes. It was expensive, and the Work-Study Students couldn't afford it.

The twelve of them ate on the first floor, then returned to the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, Su Ming sat cross-legged on his bed and began planning for the future.

He was at Soul Power level eight. Tomorrow, Tang San would set out to hunt for a Soul Ring. If nothing unexpected happened, it would still be that four-hundred-year-old Mandala.

He had originally wanted to build a good relationship with Tang San, then indirectly get a rare Soul Beast catalog from "Gangzi." At first, he'd thought things in reality wouldn't be just like they were in the original story.

But after spending a little time with the two of them, Su Ming understood. Given their personalities, that wasn't going to happen—not unless he became their servant or lackey.

Becoming a servant was out of the question. If he didn't have a Golden Finger, he wouldn't complain about being a servant. But now that he had one, there was no way in hell he'd still be a servant. Even the readers wouldn't stand for it.

That left stealing. The materials had to be in his room—the rare records he'd gotten from the Blue Sky Overlord Dragon Sect and Spirit Hall.

The opening ceremony was quite grand. The principal said a few words of encouragement from the stage, just like the opening assemblies at my school in my previous life.

After the ceremony, they returned to their classrooms for lessons. During the free time that afternoon, Su Ming went back to Dorm Seven, saw Wang Sheng there, and started asking where all the teachers' offices were.

After asking around and searching for a while, Su Ming finally found one.

There was no one around, so Su Ming decisively used his Golden Finger, the Creation Furnace, to duplicate a key and let himself in.

The room was quite bare. There was only a desk, a bookcase, and a bed.

Su Ming went inside and shut the door, then started searching the bookcase. The titles were written on the spines, and his main targets were the notebooks.

He pulled out the first thick book and flipped through it. It recorded Soul Power cultivation techniques and circulation routes, explained what environments suited different Martial Souls best, and even included some meridian diagrams.

Seeing that the book described Soul Power cultivation methods, Su Ming knew it had to be the one "Gangzi" had given Tang San after returning from his injury.

Without wasting any time, Su Ming took a thick notebook out of his Creation Furnace and compared its thickness with the book in his hands. They were about the same, so he tossed both into the Creation Furnace and used up some Creation Qi to copy the contents into his own notebook.

He had specially bought several thick notebooks for these materials, so he'd have plenty to use for copying.

Once the information had been copied, Su Ming took the original out and put it back in its place. Then he continued searching for useful materials, and soon found them.

Star Dou Great Forest, Rare Soul Beast Catalog.

Sunset Forest, Rare Soul Beast Catalog.

Extreme North Land, Rare Soul Beast Catalog.

There were also records on ordinary Soul Beasts. Su Ming copied all the contents, returned the originals to their places, and made sure there was no sign that anyone had been there before leaving.