Too Much, I Haven't Even Provoked You Yet

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

As soon as his consciousness returned to his body, Jiang Naruto clutched his forehead with both hands, curled up in a corner, and winced.

His meridians were still slightly stinging from Bibi Dong's earlier soul power shock, but that wasn't the main point; his forehead was the part that truly hurt.

To put it impolitely, she was truly a top-tier powerhouse on the continent; Bibi Dong's head was as hard as a steel plate.

Poor little Naruto, after taking that headbutt, felt dizzy and saw stars, but he was too embarrassed to show it and could only grit his teeth and endure.

Damn it!

His current soul power level was too low!

Once he became a Titled Douluo in the future, he would definitely make Haji-Dong kneel and sing "Conquer"!

But wait...

Wouldn't his title be revoked if he did that?

That was a misconception; otherwise, why would they be called Titled Douluos?

Jiang Naruto's thoughts drifted to the clouds, and the pain in his consciousness didn't last long before slowly dissipating.

Rubbing his swollen forehead, Naruto stood up and looked around, only to find that the master and disciple from the Tang family who had been standing at the school gate were long gone.

Jiang Naruto shook his head.

Bibi Dong's hatred for Tang San exceeded his expectations, or perhaps, the days they had spent together had made Naruto overlook the fact that Bibi Dong was still that madwoman who wanted to drag the entire continent down with her.

He had truly been careless.

In the original work, Bibi Dong's various outrageous actions surfaced one by one.

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect discriminated against Yu Xiaogang, she would slaughter the entire sect; if Spirit Hall ruined her, she would ruin Spirit Hall.

Naruto rubbed his brow, thinking of Bibi Dong in the sealing space, and felt a headache coming on.

"Excuse me?"

He knocked on the door, and hearing the noise inside, Naruto, who had been resting for half a day, pushed the old wooden door open a crack and poked his head in to look around.

It was a spacious office with quite a few people inside. Several sturdy solid wood desks and chairs were arranged neatly, likely serving as a shared workspace for several teachers.

Naruto's curious gaze suddenly stopped, and he frowned.

Why hadn't they left yet?

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were also in the office, seemingly having just finished their enrollment procedures. They were sitting at a desk with their backs to Naruto, chatting with someone.

Hearing the commotion, the two turned around, revealing the plump, jovial middle-aged man behind them. The man's eyes were already crinkled into slits as he waved at Naruto.

"Please, come in, come in. I was just wondering why I hadn't seen you yet."

This jovial soul master was the same person Naruto had met earlier. It seemed this man was the principal of Notting Academy; did this school really belong to him?

[Beneath the gentle and kind exterior of Sarutobi Hiruzen, the principal of the Ninja Academy, lies his terrifying strength, known as the strongest Hokage...]

Naruto was getting used to the unofficial history written by the system in his mind, but he still couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain.

Even if bashing the Third Hokage was politically correct, Wasn't this going a bit too far?

Had he really been reduced to a roadside NPC?

Ignoring the system, Jiang Naruto stood next to Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, handing his Spirit Hall certificate directly to the jovial principal.

"Oh my, what kind of luck has my Notting Academy had today? Another student with innate level six soul power?" The principal couldn't stop grinning. Ignoring the resentful gaze of the hook-nosed teacher beside him, he patted his round belly and began handling the enrollment work himself.

Through the fragmented chatter of the other teachers in the room, Naruto pieced together the reason for the situation.

A genius with innate full soul power had suddenly appeared in the academy, so how could the principal sit still? He had shamelessly snatched the work from the hook-nosed teacher, with Jiang Naruto's enrollment being handled as a side task.

The principal was unfamiliar with the paperwork and moved very slowly, all the while chattering away with Yu Xiaogang.

"The last student with innate level six soul power was six years ago. That was before you came to me, Master."

"Haha, I'm still grateful to you for that time. Back then, I just wanted to organize my martial soul research and didn't want those achievements to gather dust after I died. I never expected that the heavens would eventually favor me."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang looked wistful and reached out to stroke Tang San's head.

As for Naruto, He was just blinking his eyes, watching the drama.

["Monkey, you are old. The position of Hokage should be given to someone who can lead Konoha to greater heights!" "Danzo, I am the Hokage!" "..."]

The system provided voiceovers for the two, but the content had absolutely nothing to do with the situation.

Could it be that because Naruto was Japanese...

The system couldn't understand Chinese at all?

Naruto suddenly realized the root cause of his system's stupidity.

"Yes, innate full soul power..." The conversation continued, and the principal looked at the silent Tang San with envy before suddenly thinking of something. "Have you already taken him as your disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded with a rather modest expression.

"How about adding another disciple? This student enrolled on the same day as Tang San; perhaps this is some... mysterious destiny!" ["Monkey, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki is too dangerous! Hand him over to me! I will bring the village a perfect Jinchuriki!"]

Could this system get any stupider?

It could even mix up the characters?

Wait!

Jiang Naruto, who had been minding his own business, suddenly snapped back to reality and turned his head to see Principal Fuqi pointing a pen at him.

"Huh?"

You bastard, stop playing matchmaker!

Perhaps worried that Naruto's refusal would hurt his friend's self-esteem, Principal Fuqi added before anyone else could speak.

"Student Jiang, this friend of mine is a renowned genius on this continent! You definitely won't lose out by taking him as your master! For those of us born in such small places, opportunities to meet such a dragon among men are few and far between!"

"Nonsense!"

A shout exploded within the office.

The entire office suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Principal Fuqi's eyes, which had been squinted into slits, slowly opened, and the surrounding teachers cast subtle glances at him—the one who had spoken was not Naruto, but Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang had already sprung up from his chair, trembling all over, pointing an enraged finger at the principal's nose.

"Knowledge is priceless; how can you be so reckless? Old Jin! I treat you as a friend, but if you bring up such an absurd matter again, I will no longer consider you a friend!"

"I didn't mean..."

Watched by the surrounding teachers, Principal Fuqi felt his face burning with shame, yet he had to force a sheepish laugh to appease Yu Xiaogang.

"It's been so many years. You looked down on those with low innate soul power, and now that someone with high innate soul power has finally arrived, you're only taking this one disciple?"

"One is enough!" Yu Xiaogang said this with ironclad certainty, then turned his head to cast a cold, fleeting glance at Jiang Naruto beside him. "His innate soul power is still lacking, after all!"

Are you kidding me?

You have the nerve to mock me?

Naruto, having been singled out to his face again, felt a fire burning in his heart!

Yet, he wore an expression that suggested the exact opposite. He looked up at the two men, who were now caught in an awkward standoff, and used his six-year-old appearance to put on a wronged face.

"Principal! Master! Please don't argue anymore. I only have level six innate soul power. Since the Master is a renowned genius on this continent, he must be a dragon among men with full innate soul power. How could I possibly be worthy of being the Master's disciple?"

"..."

Silence—

The previously somewhat noisy office, with its five or six observing teachers and a total of a dozen people, fell into an eerie stillness all at once.

Only those dozen shocked gazes remained, all directed straight at Naruto.