Xiao Chenyu kicked the door open.
He had thought that, just like before, the work-study students inside would cower in a corner, then obediently hand over their money.
But the moment he stepped inside, he met a pair of cold eyes.
There was even a hint of lightning in them. Just looking at them made him uncomfortable.
Xiao Chenyu paused, then swept his gaze around the dormitory.
Wang Sheng lay in a corner, groaning and struggling to get up. The other work-study students knelt on the floor with their heads bowed, not daring to breathe too loudly.
A strange young man stood in the middle of the dormitory.
He was quite handsome, but there was nothing ordinary about the air he carried.
Someone's bedding had slipped off a bed and landed softly on the floor. No one dared to pick it up.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Chenyu frowned, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
"You a new work-study student? Were you the one who beat up Wang Sheng?"
"Not just him. You're next."
Su Hang rolled his neck, and his bones cracked several times.
He had just finished fusing with the Chaos Thunder Shadow Dragon Martial Soul, and all that strength was pent up inside him. Even his hands were still a little numb.
Now that someone had come knocking, he couldn't be bothered to waste words.
"Fuck! Are you tired of living?!"
One of the lackeys behind Xiao Chenyu immediately jumped out and pointed at Su Hang, cursing.
"Do you even know who this is? He's the son of Notting City's lord, Boss Xiao! What the hell do you think you—"
Bam!
Before he could finish, Su Hang had vanished from where he stood.
The next moment, his foot slammed into the lackey's face.
Su Hang whipped out a leg, his kick heavy and decisive.
Pfft—
The lackey spat out a mouthful of blood, several teeth flying out with it. His body spun crookedly through the air before crashing into the hallway outside the door. He went still on the spot.
The dormitory fell silent.
Fast.
Too fast.
Su Hang hadn't used a Spirit Skill. He'd simply relied on his body.
The remaining lackeys' expressions changed. They swallowed hard and unconsciously edged backward.
Xiao Chenyu's face darkened.
This kid had beaten up his men right in front of him. He really didn't take him seriously at all.
"Looking for death! Get him!"
Xiao Chenyu roared, and Soul Power surged from his body.
"Martial Soul, White Wolf! Possession!"
A wolf howl rang out.
Xiao Chenyu grew taller, his arms and legs thickening. White fur sprouted across his skin, and wolf claws extended from all ten fingers.
A white Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet.
"Kid, I'm going to cripple you today!"
Fueled by Martial Soul Possession, Xiao Chenyu lunged at Su Hang, swinging his wolf claws.
"With skills this paltry, you dare bark at me?"
Su Hang sneered.
"Chaos Thunder Shadow Dragon, Possession!"
Rumble!
A dragon's roar seemed to explode inside Dorm Seven.
The sound struck so hard that people's ears hurt. The work-study students' faces went pale.
Behind Su Hang, a dragon-shaped shadow wrapped in dark purple lightning surged into the air. Its form was somewhat insubstantial, yet it carried an imposing presence that made people afraid to look up.
Lightning spread outward from beneath Su Hang's feet. The stone floor blackened where it struck, and several cracks split open.
Before Xiao Chenyu could reach Su Hang, the White Wolf Martial Soul on his body gave out.
The White Wolf Martial Soul seemed terrified of something. It let out a low whimper, then, with a bang, its Possession state dissipated.
"W-what kind of monster is that?!"
Xiao Chenyu's face turned deathly pale.
The backlash from his Martial Soul made his chest feel tight. Then the Dragon Might bore down on him, and his knees buckled. With a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of Su Hang.
The next moment, everyone in Dorm Seven saw it.
Whirr—
A purple Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath Su Hang's feet.
The Soul Ring was a deep shade of purple, with several black markings twisting around it as it floated up and down around Su Hang.
Purple.
His First Spirit Ring was actually a thousand-year ring.
"A... a Thousand-Year Soul Ring?! His first ring?!"
Xiao Chenyu's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. His mouth hung open, and for a long moment, he couldn't catch his breath.
What the hell was this?
Even the geniuses in Spirit Hall only had yellow rings of a few hundred years as their first Soul Rings, right?
Was this kid even human, or was he a monster?
"Didn't you say you were going to cripple me?"
Su Hang looked down at Xiao Chenyu, raised his right foot, and planted it on his face.
Su Hang ground Xiao Chenyu's usually arrogant face against the dusty floor several times.
"I-I'm sorry! Big brother! Sir! I was wrong! I was blind!"
Xiao Chenyu couldn't care less that his face hurt. Tears and snot ran down his face, and his voice shook uncontrollably.
"Get lost! From now on, I call the shots in Dorm Seven. If you dare set foot in here again, I'll break your legs."
Su Hang snorted and kicked Xiao Chenyu out.
Xiao Chenyu landed by the doorway like a torn sack.
Only then did the lackeys come to their senses. They scrambled over, then dragged Xiao Chenyu away.
Outside the dormitory.
A girl with a scorpion braid and a pink top stood in the hallway.
Xiao Wu's chest heaved. She looked like she'd run all the way here.
She stared at Su Hang, and at the purple Soul Ring, without blinking.
At the end of the hallway, a chair scraped across the floor with an unpleasant screech, but no one paid it any attention.
"So strong... This kind of pressure is almost as powerful as Daming's!"
Xiao Wu's thoughts immediately became a mess.
She'd had some doubts about what was written in the Diary before.
But now that she'd seen Su Hang's outrageous talent and the kind of strength that made it hard to breathe, all her doubts vanished.
Only a freak like him could possibly know what would happen in the future.
If she clung to this strong ally, who would dare treat her as a Soul Ring?
Who would dare hunt Daming and Erming in the Star Dou Great Forest?
At the thought, the tightness in Xiao Wu's chest eased.
Staying alive came first.
She'd better cling to this strong ally before anything else.
She took a breath, forced out a sweet smile, and bounced into Dorm Seven.
"Um... hello! Are you Brother Su Hang?"
Xiao Wu blushed, twisting her index fingers together in front of her chest as she looked up at Su Hang, her eyes full of admiration and reliance.
"I'm a new work-study student. My name is Xiao Wu. Wu, as in dancing."
Su Hang turned to look at the little girl who had approached him on her own and froze for a moment.
Xiao Wu?
She was here already?
And that look in her eyes... Why did it seem like she wanted to eat him alive?
Before Su Hang could say a word, the system notification rang out in his mind.
[ Ding! Detected target goddess 'Xiao Wu' feeling extreme admiration and dependence on the host for survival. She is taking the initiative to throw herself at you! ] [ Xiao Wu's favorability has soared! Current favorability: 40%! ] [ Ding! Tenfold favorability critical hit triggered! Congratulations, host, on receiving an epic, explosive reward! ] [ Reward One: External Soul Bone · Dark Demon Evil God Wings (can fly regardless of level restrictions, with the Evil God Devour skill)! ] [ Reward Two: Level One access to the System Mall unlocked! ] [ Reward Three: One Tang San Luck Deprivation Card (can intercept any one of Tang San's exclusive opportunities)! ]
Su Hang pressed down the corners of his mouth.
The rewards had come so suddenly that he felt a little light-headed.
Looking at the well-behaved Xiao Wu in front of him, Su Hang's lips curled up.
She wasn't a little rabbit. She was a walking ATM!
"Xiao Wu, right? From now on, I'll look out for you in Dorm Seven."
Su Hang reached out and rubbed Xiao Wu's head.
"Mm-hmm! Thank you, Brother Su Hang!"
Like a little kitten, Xiao Wu took the initiative to rub against Su Hang's palm, cheering wildly inside: I've got myself a strong ally! I'm not going to die!
But neither of them noticed.
High above Notting Academy, the clouds had silently split open.
A gigantic phantom of a Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and a mass of black mist were pressing toward Dorm Seven.
The pressure of a Titled Douluo seemed to have locked directly onto this place.
"That kid—is he the one His Holiness the Pope was looking for?"
A cold voice came from within the black mist.
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