Enrollment

This was Tang Wulin's first time leaving home for a big city, and he was all by himself. Well... if you insisted, you could probably count it as three people.

Tang Wulin wasn't distracted by the strange and unusual things around him. He headed straight in one direction: the new student reception desk at East Sea Academy.

The girl in charge of reception was in her teens. Tang Wulin handed her the letter of introduction he was carrying.

As she took the letter, the girl said, "Hello, little guy! My name's Liu Yuxin. I'm your upperclassman!"

"Hello, big sister. My name is Tang Wulin, and I'm from Aolai City." Tang Wulin greeted her politely.

"Tang Wulin, nine years old, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Soul Power: level eleven." Liu Yuxin read the letter and couldn't help feeling surprised. "You're really impressive. You've cultivated your Blue Silver Grass to level eleven at only nine years old."

Tang Wulin rubbed his head, a little embarrassed. It was rare for anyone to praise him like this. Most people said his Blue Silver Grass was a Trash Martial Soul.

"All right, Little Wulin, go wait on that bus over there. We'll head to the academy together a little later." Liu Yuxin pointed to a bus in the distance.

"Mm!" Tang Wulin nodded vigorously.

Quite a few people were already seated on the bus, and most of them had their parents beside them. Tang Wulin couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

Just then, Yao Lao flew out of the Spirit Ring and sat down beside Tang Wulin. He seemed to enjoy riding in vehicles.

The bus set off before long. Yao Lao seemed even more curious than Tang Wulin about the city's sights. He even made Tang Wulin give up his window seat so he could look outside.

Luckily, the bus wasn't full. Otherwise, Tang Wulin wouldn't have known how to explain why he needed two seats.

A little over an hour later, the bus stopped in front of a large gate. Through the window, Tang Wulin saw seven big characters on it.

"East Sea City Spirit Master Academy."

If nothing unexpected happened, Tang Wulin would be spending the next few years inside.

In less than a minute, the academy gates slowly opened, and the bus finally drove into the grounds.

"Junior schoolmates, once the bus reaches the parking lot, please make your own way to the secondary academy's academic affairs office to register."

A somewhat familiar voice came from the front of the bus. Tang Wulin poked his head out to take a look. It was Liu Yuxin.

Liu Yuxin noticed Tang Wulin looking at her and came over, crouching in front of him. "Little Wulin, since you came to register alone, would you like me to go with you?"

Tang Wulin hurriedly waved his hands. "Thank you for offering, senior, but I can go by myself."

Liu Yuxin smiled and didn't insist. "Then be careful! If you need anything, you can come find me at the advanced academy. I'm in Class One, first year."

Tang Wulin nodded.

Liu Yuxin patted Tang Wulin on the head, then returned to the front of the bus.

A few minutes later, the bus pulled into an underground parking lot. After saying one last goodbye to Liu Yuxin, Tang Wulin went to the academic affairs office by himself to register.

With the letter of introduction from Red Mountain Academy, Tang Wulin completed his enrollment without a hitch. He received two uniforms and a dormitory key.

From that moment on, Tang Wulin was a new student in Class Five, first year, of East Sea Spirit Master Academy's secondary division.

With a broad smile, Tang Wulin walked toward the dormitory. Yao Lao hadn't returned to the Spirit Ring and was still following beside him.

"I have to say, the academies on your Douluo Continent are quite well-built, and there are a lot of them, too," Yao Lao said, looking at the surroundings.

"Yao Lao, are there no academies in your hometown?"

Yao Lao sighed softly, as if something had come to mind. "Of course there are academies on the Dou Qi Continent, but ordinary people can't get into them. Over there, the various clans educate their own people, which means that commoners hardly ever get a chance to rise. If the Dou Qi Continent had academies as widespread as yours, I think it would be a completely different golden age."

"Were you someone powerful who was raised by a clan?" Tang Wulin asked.

Yao Lao smacked Tang Wulin on the head. "You little rascal, how many times have I told you? I'm the greatest alchemist!"

Tang Wulin rubbed his head and said, still confused, "But aren't alchemists just people who make medicine? You shouldn't be very good at fighting, right?"

"Forget it. I'm not going to argue with a little fellow like you. I've been out too long today. I'm going back to rest." As he spoke, Yao Lao turned into a streak of white light and slipped into the Spirit Ring.

Tang Wulin was utterly baffled. Were alchemists really that impressive?

As he pondered this, Tang Wulin realized he had reached the student dormitory.

"Second floor, room 205."

Tang Wulin glanced at the number on his key and hurried toward his dorm room.

When he opened the dormitory door, he saw that two people were already inside.

One looked quite sturdy, while the other was rather small and wore a pair of glasses.

"Hello! My name is Tang Wulin." Tang Wulin greeted them politely.

"Hello, my name is Yun Xiao." The smaller roommate returned the greeting politely.

But the other roommate strode up to Tang Wulin with an overbearing look and pointed at the cleaning tools nearby. "You're Tang Wulin, right? Clean up the dorm."

Tang Wulin paused, but he didn't get angry. The dorm was indeed rather dirty and messy.

Tang Wulin nodded, put his luggage on an upper bunk, then turned around, picked up a bucket, and headed out.

"Zhou Changxi, there's no need to bully him like that!" Yun Xiao said angrily as Tang Wulin left.

"Then why don't you clean it?"

Not only did Zhou Changxi show no restraint, he even picked up the bundle Tang Wulin had left on the bed and started rummaging through it.

Just then, Tang Wulin came back.

He saw Zhou Changxi rummaging through his belongings. Several things had already fallen onto the floor.

"What are you doing!" Tang Wulin put down the bucket and shouted at Zhou Changxi.

"Country bumpkin, why are you getting so worked up just because I touched your stuff?" Zhou Changxi showed no sign of stopping and continued rummaging.

But at that moment, Tang Wulin saw Zhou Changxi trampling on his quilt. His foot was right on the spot where Na'er had once embroidered a little flower.

Na'er hadn't left him many things. That little flower was one of them, and Tang Wulin would never allow anyone to defile something of hers like that.

Watching the two of them poised to clash, Yun Xiao took two steps back. And, though he wasn't sure, he seemed to feel the temperature around them rising a little.

Tang Wulin's eyes had already turned golden-red, and anger churned in his chest.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Tang Wulin clenched his fist and charged at Zhou Changxi like a Soul Guidance cannonball.