I'm Xiao Wu-Wu as in "dance"!

This and that, then that and this.

After they had fought and made peace, Qin Yun briefly explained everything. Once Tang San understood the difficulties the Work-Study Students faced, he let go of the idea of taking revenge on Wang Sheng for provoking him.

"So that's what's going on!"

"Although I don't want to be this so-called leader, I am a Work-Study Student, after all. If you run into trouble in the future, I'll still help—as long as it isn't your own fault!"

Hearing Tang San's promise, Wang Sheng's face lit up.

But when he looked at Qin Yun, a trace of disappointment still crossed his face.

It was obvious that, compared to Tang San, Wang Sheng would much rather have Qin Yun as their leader.

But unlike Tang San, who was also a Work-Study Student, Qin Yun was a self-funded student. He didn't belong to their class from the start, so what reason did he have to help them?

Faced with this childish, make-believe drama, Qin Yun felt rather helpless.

It was a tiny school. Even if you counted every student, there weren't that many of them.

And yet, somehow, they had managed to form so many groups, constantly fighting among themselves.

With conditions like these, how were the students supposed to make rapid progress?

And it wasn't just the students. In Qin Yun's eyes, the school leaders who tolerated this bullying were guilty of dereliction of duty, too!

A normal school wasn't supposed to be like this.

Forget it. I'm a transmigrator, and I don't have some so-called heart of a strong man. Most of my strength comes from the system.

If no one else can handle this, then I'll take care of it myself!

As Wang Sheng forced a smile, Qin Yun patted him on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Even though I'm a self-funded student and you're a Work-Study Student, we're classmates since we study at the same school!

One loaf of bread, five hundred thousand marks... No, what I meant was, the school shouldn't be like this.

Since you're willing to accept me as your leader, then as long as you don't break the rules, throw your weight around, or bully others, I'll stand up for you!

Whether you're a Work-Study Student or a self-funded student, we students should have an organization of our own!"

"Boss..."

Unlike Wang Sheng and the others, who were moved by Qin Yun's speech, Tang San felt a trace of worry beneath his impassioned enthusiasm.

He casually tugged at Qin Yun's sleeve, then lowered his voice so only the two of them could hear.

"Brother Yun, you're not thinking of bringing them into the Tang Sect, are you? These people..."

Tang San didn't say the rest, but Qin Yun understood what he meant.

The Work-Study Students, along with some of the self-funded students, were a mixed bag.

The Tang Sect was short on people, but that didn't mean they could accept just anyone, right?

If they really did that, they might make a splash at first, but in the end, they'd just be a rabble!

As a Tang Sect disciple, Tang San didn't want to see that happen.

Qin Yun patted Tang San on the shoulder to reassure him.

"Xiao San, you're overthinking it!"

"For now, I just want to establish a Student Union and unite the Work-Study Students and self-funded students to stop them from fighting among themselves.

It's an academy organization, not a Tang Sect organization.

Of course, I won't deny that the Student Union can also serve as a way to screen people.

Some of its members may be especially gifted in cultivation, while others might have a knack for management or craftsmanship.

As long as they meet a certain standard, we can bring them into the Tang Sect as Outer Disciples!

And if we're lucky enough to find some geniuses like you, Xiao San, we can even take them in as Tang Sect Inner Disciples!"

"Everything is for the Tang Sect!"

The Student Union!

As expected of the Sect Master—he'd come up with such a brilliant idea.

And unlike outsiders, people raised from childhood, whose backgrounds were known inside and out, would naturally be far more loyal.

If everything went according to the Sect Master's plan, then by the time they grew up, the Tang Sect's foundation would be in place.

"My Tang Sect is destined to rise!"

Seeing Tang San's gloom lift and his eyes gradually brighten, Qin Yun spoke with heartfelt earnestness.

"Xiao San, always remember that an individual's strength is limited!

If we want to make the Tang Sect great again, we need more than cultivation. We need manpower and a system, too. None of the three can be missing!"

"Brother Yun—no, Sect Master! I understand!

I'm just a brick. Wherever you need me, Sect Master, I'll go.

When it comes to building the sect, I'll follow your every command!"

[Tang San's favorability +10, 70/100!]

Yes!

I could draw another prize. Counting the two chances I'd saved up before, I now had three draws!

And who said God King Tang was cold-hearted and difficult to get along with?

The more time he spent with Tang San, the more Qin Yun figured out how to handle him. Tang San was ridiculously easy to work with.

No matter what he was thinking inside, Qin Yun only had to use one line: Everything is for the Tang Sect!

Once he heard that, Tang San didn't just stop doubting him—he got so fired up you could practically see it.

As for whether the Student Union plan would work...

Honestly, if this had been Heaven Dou City—or anywhere the strongest person around was above Soul King—Qin Yun couldn't guarantee the plan would get off the ground.

But in backwater Nuoding City? Aside from Tang Hao, who could stand up to the truth?

Xiao Chenyu was just an illegitimate son, after all. Even if he'd been a legitimate heir, the City Lord of Nuoding City might come asking questions if Qin Yun beat him up.

With that kind of strength, Qin Yun wasn't worried about him at all!

Before long, Qin Yun had drafted a Student Union proposal and was preparing to report it to the school leaders. He also planned to request an office and work out the criteria for promoting Student Union members to Tang Sect Outer Disciples and Inner Disciples.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

At the sound of knocking, a sweet yet wild voice came from Dorm Seven.

"Is this Dorm Seven?"

Everyone turned toward the doorway. Wang Sheng, Tang San, and the others all stared, their eyes going wide.

A pretty little girl stood there.

She looked about the same age as Tang San, and was almost exactly the same height.

Her delicate little face was fair and rosy, and her soft, pink complexion made her look like a ripe peach that you couldn't help wanting to take a bite of.

Her clothes were very plain, but she looked neat and tidy.

Her long black hair was tied into a scorpion braid that fell past her hips. Her big, sparkling eyes were full of curiosity.

She was also holding a brand-new school uniform.

Everyone in the dormitory was a boy. Seeing such a pretty little girl suddenly appear left them all staring in astonishment.

"Hello, I'm Xiao Wu—Wu as in 'dance'!"

[Attention! Attention! Asura God Xiao Wu has appeared!

As the vessel for the Asura God's divine throne, Xiao Wu is not only a scabbard, but also God King Tang San's beloved.

In front of God King Tang, you must not make physical contact with Xiao Wu. Ideally, don't even speak to her.

Otherwise, you'll learn what it means to court death!

If Xiao Wu should fall, it will also trigger the ultimate instance quest: Come back to life, my beloved!]