The Feisty Rabbit

There was only one dormitory building, and both the students and teachers lived there, so it wasn't hard to find.

Soon, Lan Si arrived at the entrance to Dorm Seven, the work-study students' dormitory.

Looking up, he saw a large dormitory, measuring two or three hundred square meters, with forty or fifty beds inside. Seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve were making a racket.

Lan Si had no intention of speaking with them. He simply found an empty bed.

When Lan Si entered, one of the older children waved his hand, and the noise abruptly stopped. All the children followed his gaze and looked at Lan Si.

The child jumped off his bed and eyed Lan Si's neat clothes. "My name is Wang Sheng, and I'm Dorm Seven's dorm leader. Are you a work-study student too?"

"No, the academy hasn't assigned me a dorm yet, so they're letting me stay here for one night." Lan Si sat cross-legged on the bed and answered casually, then closed his eyes to cultivate. His Soul Power was just shy 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 slunk back to his bed, motioning for the others to quiet down.

Lan Si's clothes weren't exactly luxurious, but they were far beyond what work-study students like them could afford.

It was best not to provoke someone like him, in case he later teamed up with the academy's regular students to get even.

After about half a day, a clear voice sounded outside the dormitory. "Tang San, is this Dorm Seven?"

Everyone looked toward the sound. A boy and a girl stood at the entrance.

Tang San still wore clothes covered in patches, and his appearance was unremarkable.

The girl was a little taller than Tang San. A black scorpion braid hung past her hips, and her pretty face was flushed with color.

They chatted as they held the academy uniforms they had been given.

Lan Si, who had been cultivating, opened his eyes as well. Seeing Tang San and Xiao Wu enter together, a flicker of surprise crossed his mind. Since he'd registered before Tang San, it seemed Tang San had met Xiao Wu earlier than he otherwise would have.

Was this the inevitability of the plot?

Like Tang San, Lan Si didn't have the slightest good feeling toward Xiao Wu, and he had no interest in stealing her away.

Aside from the sacrifice scene, where she was somewhat memorable, she was little more than a tool—a tool of the Tang family.

After becoming a god, she completely forgot that she was a Soul Beast and turned a blind eye as Tang San nearly drove Soul Beasts to extinction.

He wondered whether her dead Soul Beast mother would die of anger all over again if she came back to life.

To steal this rabbit away, make an enemy of Spirit Hall, and draw the attention of Tang Hao, lurking in the shadows—he'd have to be insane.

Wasn't Bibi Dong appealing? Wasn't Qian Renxue? Wasn't Little Kitten?

Lan Si gave a cold laugh, lost interest, and closed his eyes to keep tempering his Soul Power. He could feel that level ten was close.

"I think so. I'll ask." Tang San knocked on the open dormitory door. His plain little face showed a friendly smile. "Hello, we're new work-study students. Is this the work-study dormitory?"

Wang Sheng looked Tang San up and down, taking in his patched clothes. He jumped off his bed and made a shushing gesture, then asked quietly, "My name is Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is a Battle Tiger, and I'm going to be a Battle Soul Master. What are your names, and 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 Rabbit, a cute little white rabbit." As she spoke, Xiao Wu raised both hands above her head and formed a heart. Tang San's little face turned red beside her.

At their answers, Wang Sheng burst out laughing, almost making a pig's squeal.

A rabbit and grass? What kind of combination was that?

How strange.

The smile vanished from Tang San's face. "What's the problem?" His father, Tang Hao, had told him to use the hammer in his left hand to protect the grass in his right. Now that someone was laughing at his grass, a trace of anger stirred in him.

Wang Sheng shushed them again and glanced back at Lan Si before lowering his voice. "Don't be so loud."

"What? We're not allowed to talk in broad daylight?"

Xiao Wu had only just taken human form, but she was still a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. She had also been spoiled rotten by the several Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, growing into someone who feared nothing and no one. She raised her voice in protest.

"My little auntie, can't you see the fellow over there?" Wang Sheng pointed, looking terrified.

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

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

Tang San nodded and explained to Xiao Wu, "Yeah. He was ahead of me when we registered. His name is Lan Si. His Innate Soul Power is level five, and he's at level nine now. He paid two extra Gold Soul Coins in tuition, so Director Su arranged for him to stay in the work-study dormitory tonight. I guess he'll move out tomorrow and get a private room."

Though he was only stating the facts, Tang San's voice carried a hint of disdain. His teacher, the Grandmaster, had said that Innate Soul Power was directly proportional to the quality of one's Martial Soul. He and Xiao Wu both had Innate Full Soul Power, while Lan Si had only a measly level-five Innate Soul Power. He didn't deserve Tang San's attention.

"Innate Soul Power level five, and already at level nine." Still frightened, Wang Sheng swallowed hard. Luckily, he hadn't provoked Lan Si. With his own Soul Power at level seven, he might have gotten a beating.

Seeing Wang Sheng's fearful expression, Xiao Wu curled her lip disdainfully. "So what if his Innate Soul Power is level five? He gets a private room, and he thinks he's so special. Tang San and I both have Innate Full Soul Power!"

"You both have Innate Full Soul Power?" Wang Sheng could no longer keep his composure. Good heavens, had Innate Full Soul Power become so common these days?

"How about that? Scared now?" Pride spread across Xiao Wu's fair face. She turned to Tang San. "Come on, Tang San. Let's go teach him a lesson and see if he still acts so high and mighty. He won't even let people talk in broad daylight."

"Isn't that a bit much? He hasn't provoked us, after all." A flicker of hesitation crossed Tang San's eyes. Although he looked down on Lan Si's talent, Lan Si was simply sitting there, minding his own business. Tang San didn't want to upset the peaceful academy life he longed for.

"Hmph, coward. If you won't go, I will." Xiao Wu strode over to Lan Si, set her bundle on an empty bed beside him, and planted her hands on her hips. "You're the one who won't let us talk loudly?"

Lan Si raised his eyes, and his gaze met Xiao Wu's.

Seeing the handsome boy's fair, delicate face, Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed, and an inexplicable fondness for him welled up in her heart. But the next moment, Lan Si's words made her furious.

"Boring."

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

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

Everyone, including Tang San, jumped in alarm.

She really had gone straight to attacking him! And she was so fast, too.

Facing the fearless Old Rabbit, Lan Si was naturally prepared. He raised his right palm and activated the Supreme Universe Art, striking only after she had moved. His hand cut across in front of him, easily blocking Xiao Wu's toe.