Teaching Wang Sheng a Lesson

"Ding, main quest being issued."

"Ding, win Xiao Wu's heart and sleep in the same bed as her."

"Quest reward: one copy of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record manual, plus one random Hidden Weapon."

Wasn't that Tang San's exclusive perk? I can have it too?

Upon hearing the system's voice, Cao Yan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.

In the original story, Tang San had relied on the manual he stole from the Tang Sect to thrive on the Douluo Continent and resolve countless crises.

If he could obtain such a treasure, the benefits to him would naturally be immeasurable.

Cao Yan was a man with great ambitions. Since he had come to the Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall was bound to become his greatest enemy from this day forward.

In the original story, Spirit Hall also coveted the continent. It was clearly impossible to make such a powerful enemy submit.

But with Hidden Weapons to support him, he could establish a sect of his own. In the future, even if he faced Spirit Hall, he would have the strength to fight them.

Once he defeated Spirit Hall, the continent could truly be unified. And he, Cao Yan, would become the greatest emperor in history, his name remembered for eternity and beloved by all.

At the thought of this, Cao Yan felt his blood surge with excitement. Still, those were matters for the future.

With his current strength, he could not yet accomplish such things. Though he possessed immense Soul Power, without Soul Rings, he could not defeat even the most ordinary Titled Douluo.

However, he was not worried about that. After all, he had the system. As long as he completed its quests, becoming stronger was only a matter of time.

Compared to other transmigrators, he was actually doing rather well. At the very least, in terms of Soul Power, he had already begun at the peak.

For now, he should head to the Seventh Dorm and wait for Xiao Wu to appear.

There was only one dormitory building, so it was easy to find.

Although there was only one dormitory building, the conditions inside varied greatly.

Among all the dorms, the Seventh Dorm undoubtedly had the worst environment. After all, it housed Work-Study Students, and the academy would not put the same care into it as it did for noble children.

Unequal treatment existed everywhere.

The Douluo Continent was no exception.

There were only seven student dormitories in total. Since the students at a junior Soul Master academy were relatively young, each grade was housed together in one large dormitory for easier management. Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy had only around forty students per grade.

The bottom three floors of the dormitory building contained the seven large student dormitories, with one teacher assigned to each.

However, that rule changed when it came to the Seventh Dorm.

The Seventh Dorm was also the only dormitory with students of mixed ages. Regardless of grade, all Work-Study Students lived there.

Furthermore, since teachers generally viewed Work-Study Students as poor, they could barely be bothered to manage this place at all.

After all, the academy's task was merely to train students until they graduated successfully. Who would care about such troublesome matters?

After passing through a long corridor, Cao Yan headed toward the entrance of the Seventh Dorm.

The Seventh Dorm's poor conditions were not without reason. The moment he arrived at its door, Cao Yan noticed what was different.

The door was open. When he stepped up and looked inside, he could not help but feel surprised.

The room was quite spacious, with fifteen beds inside. Yet they were all filthy, and only eleven of them even had bedding.

The children inside were noisily fooling around with one another. Some of them were not even wearing clothes.

Tissues littered the floor, and Cao Yan caught the faint smell of something pungent and familiar.

Cao Yan was no stranger to such a sight.

In his previous life, many of his dormmates had secretly gotten up in the middle of the night to practice their craft. He had long since grown used to it.

It seemed that the Douluo Continent had this custom as well, and they apparently matured even earlier here.

Children this young had already developed such bad habits. They would definitely suffer for it in the future.

"Boss, it looks like a newcomer has arrived," a lecherous-looking boy said.

Very soon, an older child walked over to Cao Yan, his face filled with confusion. "A new Work-Study Student?"

"Mm."

"Kid, my name is Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is the Battle Tiger. I'm a sixth-year student, an eleventh-rank, one-ring assault-type Battle Soul Master. Starting today, you're my little brother. If you don't want to get beaten up, call me Boss," Wang Sheng said, looking down at Cao Yan.

"Of course, you can choose to challenge me instead. If you defeat me, you can become the boss here. What's your name? And what's your Martial Soul?"

"My name is Cao Yan. My Martial Soul is the Guardian Spirit. Want to see it?" Cao Yan replied calmly, almost amused.

It seemed a fight was unavoidable. A guy like this only needed a slight lesson.

Of course, it would only be a lesson. He would not actually hurt him.

With his current Soul Power, as long as he was not facing a Titled Douluo-level expert, he could basically crush anyone directly with Soul Power alone.

Titled Douluo-level experts possessed not only nine Soul Rings, but also nine different Soul Skills. In such a battle, victory could not be decided merely by comparing Soul Power.

However, he could not come into contact with such experts yet, so there was no need to worry.

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant. As the boss, it seems I have no choice but to teach you a lesson. Judging by your age, you probably don't even know what the power of a Martial Soul is."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

At that moment, Wang Sheng moved.

"Martial Soul Possession." With a low shout, a layer of pale yellow light enveloped Wang Sheng's body. His claws doubled in size, looking incomparably sharp.

A white ring of light slowly rose beneath his feet—the symbol of a ten-year Soul Ring.

At that moment, Wang Sheng underwent tremendous changes in both physique and bearing, as though he had become a different person.

This was the effect of Martial Soul Possession. Clearly, he had already acquired some of the Battle Tiger's traits. Once he broke through to the Soul Sage level in the future, this enhancement would become even more pronounced.

"Boss is awesome! Knock this kid flat!"

Seeing Wang Sheng release his Martial Soul, several lackeys immediately cried out.

"Where's your Martial Soul? You're not releasing it?" Wang Sheng asked as he looked at Cao Yan, whose body had not changed at all.

"I don't think I'll need to release it. Go ahead and attack," Cao Yan said with a smile, offering no further explanation.

"Good kid. It seems you know nothing about the power of Martial Souls. In that case, I'll have to let you suffer a little."

As he spoke, Wang Sheng spread his claws and leaned forward in a pouncing stance. With a slight push from his toes, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, moving with astonishing speed.

"First Soul Skill, Tiger Claw Blades."

Wang Sheng's First Soul Ring came from a thirty-year Black-Spotted Tiger, granting him a simple charging ability.

Though its power was not great, he believed it was more than enough to defeat this new little brother.

Cao Yan extended his middle finger slightly and met Wang Sheng's claws with it, standing in place without changing expression.

"How can it be this hard?" Wang Sheng's face changed, and panic began to show in his eyes. His body froze in place as if he had stiffened, unable to exert any strength at all.

He knew exactly how sharp his tiger claws were. Moreover, he had used his First Soul Skill, yet this man before him had blocked them with a single finger?

How was that possible!

Rather than surprise, he felt sheer horror.

With his eleventh-rank Soul Power cultivation and his First Soul Skill, there were almost no opponents for him in all of Nuoding Academy apart from Xiao Chenyu.

Yet this new little brother had taken his attack so easily—and without even using his Martial Soul.

That was enough to prove that this person before him was far stronger than even Xiao Chenyu.

"Are you done? My turn." Cao Yan smiled and exerted a little force with his finger, directly sending Wang Sheng flying.

Seeing this, several children hurriedly threw themselves to the ground and caught Wang Sheng, preventing him from getting hurt.

"Boss, how are you so strong?" Wang Sheng asked incredulously, immediately changing his status.

Now that Cao Yan had defeated him, he naturally had to give up the title of boss. Otherwise, he would only be asking for trouble.

"You can consider it a kind of strength. Just think of me as being born with divine strength," Cao Yan said, too lazy to explain.

Some things could not be explained clearly. To these children, rank ninety-nine was a height they could never reach even in their entire lives. Even if he told them, they would not understand.

"Born with divine strength? Boss, don't tell me you have Innate Full Soul Power?" Wang Sheng cried out.

Being born with divine strength was certainly powerful, but even so, it should not have been enough to defeat him so easily.

At the end of the day, divine strength merely meant extraordinary physical strength. It was naturally impossible to defeat him, who wielded the power of a Martial Soul, through that alone.

That left only one possibility.

Innate Full Soul Power!

"Uh, I suppose so. Little Sheng, I've found that you're quite clever!" Cao Yan said with a smile. These children had ordinary talent, so it was not strange that they would understand it this way.

After hearing Cao Yan admit it personally, their eyes widened, and a deeper sense of awe filled their hearts.

To them, Innate Full Soul Power was not only a symbol of strength and glory, but also something forever beyond their reach.

Among them, the highest Innate Soul Power was only rank six.

That person was Wang Sheng. He was already in his sixth year and would graduate before long.

Therefore, aside from astonishment, what they felt most was envy.

"Boss, from now on, we're all your little brothers. From now on, I, Wang Sheng, will follow you," Wang Sheng said, stepping forward first with a submissive expression.

He knew that someone like Cao Yan was truly powerful.

Now that the Seventh Dorm had such a leader, he no longer had any reason to fear Xiao Chenyu.

On the contrary, he was looking forward to it.

He believed that under Cao Yan's leadership, the Seventh Dorm would rise to new heights.