The Unruly Rabbit

There was only one dormitory building, housing both students and teachers, so it was not hard to find.

Soon, Lan Si arrived at the entrance of Dormitory Seven, the room for work-study students.

Looking up, he saw a large dormitory spanning two or three hundred square meters, furnished with forty or fifty beds. Seven or eight children, aged between eight and twelve, were making a ruckus inside.

Lan Si had no intention of socializing with them; he simply found an empty bed for himself.

Seeing Lan Si enter, one of the older children waved his hand, and the noise came to an abrupt halt. All the children turned their gazes toward Lan Si, following the leader's line of sight.

That child hopped off his bed, looked at Lan Si's neat attire, and asked tentatively, "My name is Wang Sheng, the dorm head of Dormitory Seven. Are you a work-study student too?"

"No. The academy hasn't arranged my room yet, so I'm just staying here for the night." Lan Si sat cross-legged on the bed and answered casually before closing his eyes to meditate. His soul power was just a little short of reaching level ten; if he could break through tonight, he could apply to the academy tomorrow to go hunt for a soul ring.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng turned and returned to his bed, looking somewhat sullen, and signaled his roommates to stop the noise.

Although Lan Si's clothes were not exactly luxurious, they were certainly not something these work-study students could afford.

It was better to avoid provoking such people, lest they seek revenge later alongside the regular students of the academy.

About half an hour passed when a crisp voice rang out from outside the dorm door: "Tang San, is this Dormitory Seven?"

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a boy and a girl standing at the entrance.

Tang San was still wearing his patched clothes, his appearance plain.

The girl was slightly taller than Tang San, with a black scorpion braid hanging past her hips and a pretty, fair face with a rosy glow.

The two were chatting while holding the academy uniforms they had been issued.

Lan Si, who had been meditating, opened his eyes. Seeing Tang San and Xiao Wu enter together, a flash of surprise crossed his mind. It seemed that because he had registered earlier than Tang San, it had caused him to meet Xiao Wu ahead of schedule.

Was this the inevitability of the plot?

As for Xiao Wu, just like with Tang San, Lan Si felt not a shred of affection, nor did he have any interest in stealing her away.

Aside from the sacrifice arc, which was somewhat impressive, she was little more than a tool for the rest of the time—a tool for the Tang family.

After becoming a god, she completely forgot her identity as a soul beast and ignored the fact that Tang San had driven soul beasts to near extinction.

He truly wondered if her deceased soul beast mother would be angered to death all over again if she were to come back to life.

To steal this rabbit away, only to become an enemy of Martial Soul Hall and be targeted by the hidden Tang Ritian? Unless he was insane.

Wasn't Bibi Dong alluring? Wasn't Qian Renxue alluring? Wasn't the little cat alluring?

With a cold sneer in his heart, Lan Si lost interest. He closed his eyes and continued to refine his soul power; he could feel that level ten was close.

"It should be. Let me ask." Tang San knocked on the open door, a kind smile appearing on his plain face. "Hello, we are new work-study students. May I ask if this is the work-study dormitory?"

Wang Sheng looked Tang San up and down, noting his patched clothes. He jumped off the bed, made a 'shush' gesture, and asked in a low voice, "My name is Wang Sheng, my martial soul is a Battle Tiger, a future battle soul master. What are your names? What are your martial souls?"

"My name is Tang San, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass."

"My name is Xiao Wu, my martial soul is a Rabbit, a cute little white rabbit." As she spoke, Xiao Wu raised her hands above her head to form a heart shape, which made Tang San blush slightly.

Hearing their explanation, Wang Sheng let out a snort, nearly laughing out loud.

A rabbit and grass—what kind of combination was that?

What a strange pair.

The smile on Tang San's face vanished. "Is there a problem?" His father, Tang Ritian, had told him to use the hammer in his left hand to protect the grass in his right. Now that the grass was being mocked, a trace of anger rose in his heart.

Wang Sheng made another 'shush' gesture, glanced back at Lan Si, and whispered, "Don't be so loud."

"Why? Can't we even talk in broad daylight?"

Although Xiao Wu had just transformed, she was still a hundred-thousand-year soul beast after all. Having been spoiled by the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, she had developed a fearless personality. She raised her voice, dissatisfied.

"My little ancestor, haven't you seen that person over there?" Wang Sheng pointed, his face full of trepidation.

"It's him!" Tang San recognized Lan Si at a glance.

"What, Tang San, you know him?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Tang San nodded and said to Xiao Wu, "Yes, he was ahead of me when I registered. His name is Lan Si, innate soul power level five, and he is currently at level nine. He paid two extra gold soul coins for tuition, so Director Su arranged for him to stay in the work-study dorm for the night. I expect he'll move out tomorrow to a private room."

Although he was merely stating facts, Tang San's tone was filled with an imperceptible disdain. His teacher, the Grandmaster, had once said that innate soul power was directly proportional to the quality of one's martial soul. Both he and Xiao Wu had innate full soul power; Lan Si, with a mere level five, was not worth his attention.

"Innate soul power level five, and he's already reached level nine?" Wang Sheng swallowed hard, terrified. Fortunately, he hadn't chosen to provoke him earlier; otherwise, with his own level seven soul power, he might have been beaten up.

Watching Wang Sheng's fearful expression, Xiao Wu curled her lips in disdain. "So what if he has level five innate soul power? To think he gets a private room—what's he acting so arrogant for? Tang San and I have innate full soul power!"

"You both have innate full soul power?" Wang Sheng could no longer remain calm. Good heavens, had innate full soul power become so worthless these days?

"How about that, scared now, aren't you!" A smug smile appeared on Xiao Wu's fair face. She said to Tang San, "Let's go, Tang San, let's go over and teach him a lesson so he knows not to be so arrogant. He won't even let us talk in broad daylight."

"That wouldn't be good, would it? After all, he hasn't provoked us." A flash of hesitation crossed Tang San's eyes. Although he looked down on Lan Si's talent, the man was just sitting there doing nothing. This didn't fit the peaceful academy life he longed for.

"Hmph, coward. If you won't go, I will." Xiao Wu walked boldly up to Lan Si, placed her bag on an empty bed nearby, put her hands on her hips, and said to Lan Si, "So you're the one who won't let us talk loudly?"

Lan Si lifted his eyelids, his gaze meeting Xiao Wu's.

Seeing his handsome, fair face, a blush couldn't help but appear on Xiao Wu's pretty cheeks, and she felt a strange sense of affection. But the next moment, the words Lan Si spat out made her furious.

"Boring."

"Oh, so you dare to ignore your sister Xiao Wu? Take this!"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu bent her right knee and snapped her foot out, kicking toward Lan Si's chin.

Everyone, including Tang San, was startled.

She really did start fighting the moment she spoke. And she was so fast.

Facing the fearless old rabbit, Lan Si was naturally not unprepared. He raised his right palm, channeled his Supreme Universe Art, and moved with a preemptive strike, blocking Xiao Wu's toe with ease.