Wulin, Please Show Some Restraint. Don't Get Too Close-I'm Afraid My Sister Will Get the Wrong Idea

Li Luo wasn't spying from the shadows.

He had arrived at Red Mountain Academy.

Even the greatest gods had to start by learning.

Li Luo was no exception.

He often thought of himself as the equal of the gods. Even the Sea God had needed Gangzi's Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo to grow strong.

He was no different.

The only pity was that Li Luo still hadn't met his own Gangzi.

Instead, he had met Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin dashed toward him.

"Brother Luo, good morning! What a coincidence—we've run into each other at the academy gate again," Tang Wulin said happily.

He'd had five "what a coincidence" moments in one week, each time running into Li Luo at the academy gate.

Then he'd gone into the classroom with Li Luo.

Tang Wulin wouldn't tell anyone that he always came early on purpose, waiting quietly for Li Luo to show up.

Then he'd run over to Li Luo at full speed.

And create a clever chance encounter.

The Wife of the Dragon God's appeal to the Dragon God was truly terrifying.

"Morning." Li Luo gave a brief reply.

"Brother Luo, I bought you breakfast. The Buldak Ramen vendor wasn't out today, so I got some steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks instead." Tang Wulin held out the food.

Li Luo didn't take it.

Tang Wulin had brought Li Luo breakfast for a whole week, but Li Luo hadn't accepted it once.

A little awkwardly, Tang Wulin asked, "Brother Luo, do you not like these?"

From rice noodle rolls at first, to Buldak Ramen, and now to steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks, Brother Luo had never taken his breakfast.

Tang Wulin couldn't help feeling a little dejected.

A chubby boy walking by sneered, "A country bumpkin like you, with nothing but Blue Silver Grass for a Martial Soul, actually thinks you can get with Brother Luo? Heh."

"A toad lusting after a swan's flesh."

"Brother Luo is far too noble for a poor kid like you to covet."

Tang Wulin ground his teeth. Damn that fatso! He'd looked down on Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass when he first enrolled, and now he was putting him down in front of Brother Luo.

Watching the chubby boy walk away, he thought bitterly, He's really asking for it.

But then again, he really was a poor kid. His family didn't have much money, and his Martial Soul wasn't anything special.

Li Luo was so handsome.

He radiated an air of nobility.

And the Rainbow Dragon was who knew how many times stronger than Blue Silver Grass.

It was only natural that Li Luo didn't think much of him, didn't like his breakfast, and didn't want to be his friend.

The chubby boy wasn't wrong.

He shouldn't be asking for it.

Tang Wulin silently took back the skill he'd inherited from his father.

He grew even more dejected.

He lowered his head.

Just then, he heard a warm, gentle voice say, "Wulin, thanks for thinking of me."

"I like all of this breakfast."

"But you're still growing, so you might need it more than I do. And I've already had breakfast at home."

"My younger sister made it for me herself."

Li Luo smiled and took a fried dough stick from his hand. "But this smells so good, I can't help wanting to try it."

Tang Wulin's eyes grew a little damp.

He hadn't expected Li Luo to accept one of his fried dough sticks.

Even more than that, after the chubby boy had practically said outright that he wasn't worthy of being Li Luo's friend, Li Luo hadn't piled on.

Instead, he'd encouraged him with kind words.

Brother Luo was just too good.

He could cry.

"Brother Luo, then I'll bring more fried dough sticks tomorrow. I'll make sure you get your fill," Tang Wulin said excitedly.

"No, Wulin."

Li Luo said solemnly, "You're a good person, Wulin. You don't need to bring me fried dough sticks, and you don't need to bring me breakfast anymore. Thanks, though."

Li Luo handed out several good-person cards in a row.

Tang Wulin didn't understand what he meant and said happily, "It's fine, it's fine. I can do it, Brother Luo."

Li Luo felt a headache coming on.

The two of them went to the classroom together.

Before long,

class began.

Their homeroom teacher was Lin Ximeng.

In the original story, she had been rather unremarkable.

But everyone was the protagonist of their own life.

Lin Ximeng was the protagonist of hers, too.

She had a dream.

She dreamed of becoming Gangzi.

Of teaching a god.

To make that dream come true, she had specifically lit three cigarettes before leaving home that morning and made a devout offering to Gangzi.

Then she had received an important revelation.

Today was an auspicious day for running.

"Class, tens of thousands of years ago, the great Master Yu Xiaogang, the teacher of all ages, invented the running exercise method."

"Scientific research shows that running is extremely important to a Soul Master's cultivation."

"So today's lesson is..."

"Run!"

At Lin Ximeng's command, all sixteen students appeared beneath the blazing sun.

By the traditions of the Blue Star Transmigrator Army, they were supposed to diss the ten-thousand-year-old practice of running.

Li Luo didn't.

It wasn't that he disrespected the Blue Star transmigrator forebears. His situation was simply different.

His Martial Soul was the Rainbow Dragon King.

Cultivating in the Rainbow's presence would double his results with half the effort.

He'd noticed that Red Mountain's weather forecast said there would be a sun shower today.

There was a good chance a rainbow would appear.

Would there be?

It was June.

The sun blazed overhead.

Even before they reached the running track, waves of heat came rolling toward them.

"Brother Luo, can you handle this heat?" Tang Wulin asked with concern.

Li Luo was very delicate, and his skin was pale.

Tang Wulin was worried that the terrifying sun would scorch him.

Li Luo replied coolly, "If you don't weather the storm, how can you see the rainbow?"

"It's only a little blazing sun."

Lin Ximeng stood not far away, unable to hide the admiration in her eyes.

Li Luo was stunningly handsome, more beautiful than many girls.

His face was so pretty it was almost unbelievable.

There had been many times when she'd wanted to plant a few kisses on him.

Yet this delicate-looking young man wasn't worried about getting scorched by the sun at all. He was eagerly answering her call.

"Li Luo is a very promising student."

"In time..."

"He'll surely amount to great things."

Lin Ximeng secretly gave Li Luo that assessment.

The sixteen students started running around the track.

The sun hung high overhead.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

Gradually, someone couldn't keep going. The chubby boy collapsed onto the ground, completely unable to run anymore.

Tang Wulin ran past him and muttered, "Just road trash."

He felt secretly pleased. So, fatso, you can't run anymore, huh?

Now do you know who's worthy of standing beside Brother Luo?

Tang Wulin stayed close behind Li Luo.

Li Luo didn't notice Tang Wulin's little antics. Red Mountain Academy might only be a junior academy, but it still taught meditation techniques.

As he exercised, he tried to incorporate meditation.

But it was difficult.

Li Luo didn't succeed.

Just then, one or two raindrops fell on Li Luo's face.

He wiped them off with his hand.

It had started raining.

The wind howled!

Then the rain came pouring down.

Beneath the sun, the magnificent curtain of rain glimmered brilliantly.

Sweat mingled with rainwater on Li Luo's body. He felt every cell in him cheering.

"Brother Luo, the rain's so heavy. Shouldn't we take shelter?" Tang Wulin was practically pressed against Li Luo's back.

The Golden Dragon King's bloodline had given him a keen sense of smell.

He could clearly catch Li Luo's scent.

It smelled so good.

Tang Wulin secretly rejoiced. If Li Luo stopped running now, he'd have an excuse to "accidentally" bump into him.

But Li Luo didn't give him the chance.

"I'm not stopping." Li Luo didn't look back as he spoke. "And Wulin, don't get too close. I'm afraid my sister will get the wrong idea."

He spread his arms and ran toward the distance.

With each step,

the wind fell still,

the rain stopped.

At the far end of the track, a rainbow stretched across the sky.

Brilliant beyond compare...