Huo Yu'er and Lin Shuo arrived at the entrance to the dormitory building. An old man, his life nearly spent, sat there. He was none other than Dragon God Douluo Mu En.
Thinking of this, Lin Shuo's mouth twitched. Some guy with a Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul actually dared to call himself Dragon God Douluo.
Lin Shuo and Huo Yu'er handed their badges and dorm keys to Mu En. Huo Yu'er's room was 402, and Lin Shuo's was 108.
After Lin Shuo left, Mu En slowly opened his cloudy eyes. "What a powerful dragon-type Martial Soul. Looks like the academy has a real Little Monster this year."
In the distance, after seeing Lin Shuo enter the dormitory, Bei Bei hurried over to Mu En and bent down to say something to him.
Lin Shuo reached room 108 and opened the door. A wave of dust and mildew hit him. He frowned. Dust covered every inch of the room.
Lin Shuo opened the windows to air the place out, then used wind and water elements to sweep away all the dust, giving the room a thorough cleaning.
In just a short while, the room had been transformed. The bed was clean and neat.
Satisfied, Lin Shuo looked around, took his luggage out of his storage ring, and placed it on the bed beside the window.
Just then, a noisy patter of footsteps came from outside. The dormitory door was immediately shoved open.
A youth with pink-blue hair stood in the doorway. She had fair skin and delicate features. It was Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er clearly hadn't expected anyone to be in the room. She froze, then glanced past Lin Shuo and saw the spotless dormitory. She nodded in satisfaction. Her gaze returned to Lin Shuo, and her eyes widened slightly. The youth before her was actually just a tiny bit more handsome than she was. Just a tiny bit.
"You're my roommate, right? I'm Wang Dong. Who are you?" Wang Dong'er asked.
"Lin Shuo." He put away his last piece of luggage, turned, and sat on the bed, eyeing her at his leisure.
Wang Dong entered the room and looked at Lin Shuo. "You cleaned the dorm, didn't you? Not bad. But I have a few rules... Ow!" Before she could finish, Lin Shuo used space to teleport in front of her and flicked her hard on the forehead.
"I don't want to hear your rules. If you can beat me, I might listen. But if you can't, you can just be my little sidekick."
"You!" Wang Dong'er clutched her forehead, her short pink-blue hair sticking up a little from the sudden movement.
"Space powers, huh? You're pretty good. Then let's go outside and settle this. We'll see whose rules we follow." As Wang Dong spoke, she turned and headed out first.
Downstairs, Mu En, who had been lying in his lounge chair, raised his head. A curious light flickered in his yellowed eyes as he watched Lin Shuo and Wang Dong.
"I won't use my Martial Soul. If you can force me to bring it out, you win." Lin Shuo stood there casually, speaking without a trace of concern.
Wang Dong took a deep breath, her anger flaring even higher. She was a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, and this guy actually dared to look down on her.
She drew another deep breath, her pale blue eyes suddenly sharpening.
"Watch how this young master teaches you a lesson!" As soon as she spoke, she summoned her Martial Soul—the Light Goddess Butterfly. Blue butterfly wings unfurled in an instant, and she flew toward Lin Shuo. Since he had used space powers earlier, she assumed he was an elemental spirit master. She only needed to end the fight quickly; most elemental spirit masters had poor physical abilities.
But in the next instant, Lin Shuo charged toward her like a Tyrannosaurus.
"How is that possible?!" Wang Dong'er's pupils contracted. He hadn't even used his Martial Soul—how could he be faster than her?
Before Wang Dong'er could think any further, Lin Shuo pressed her to the ground with one hand. The move was plain and simple, backed by nothing but pure strength and speed. She felt the terror of being hunted by a predator. Wang Dong'er tried to struggle, but an utterly overwhelming force pinned her helplessly to the ground.
"Well? Still want to tell me about your rules?" Lin Shuo let go and held out a hand, smiling at Wang Dong'er.
But to Wang Dong'er, that smile was full of mockery. She wanted to argue, but when she remembered that Lin Shuo hadn't even used his Martial Soul, she bit her lip and finally took his hand. Lin Shuo pulled her to her feet.
"I lost. From now on, I'm your little brother." Wang Dong'er forced the words "little brother" through clenched teeth, head lowered, her voice muffled.
"No. From now on, I'll call you Little Sister Wang." Lin Shuo shook his head, then called to Mu En, "Hey, old man! What kind of place is this? How did you let a girl disguise herself as a boy and sneak into the boys' dorm?"
Silence fell over the open space downstairs.
Wang Dong'er stood frozen in the distance. The next instant, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she cried, "W-who's a girl?" Lin Shuo looked at her as if she were an idiot. "You think everyone's blind? Your Martial Soul is the Light Goddess Butterfly, right? The Light Goddess Butterfly only appears in girls. And you just showed it off in front of everyone?"
Wang Dong'er stood there, mortified. She opened her mouth to explain, only to realize she had no way to argue.
"Little girl, don't let it happen again. I'll give you a demerit this time. This is your new dormitory. You're not to do this again." As Mu En spoke, he reassigned Wang Dong to room 402.
"All right, Little Sister Wang, go to your room. Your big brother has to head back to his, too."
"My name is Wang Dong'er. Don't call me Little Sister Wang." Wang Dong was a little embarrassed and angry, but remembering Lin Shuo's terrifying strength, she lost some of her fight.
"Sure, Little Sister Wang." Lin Shuo gave a casual reply, then turned to Mu En. "Old man, as compensation, I'll have room 108 all to myself." He didn't wait for Mu En to answer. He simply turned and headed back toward the dormitory building without looking back.
Wang Dong'er was still standing there in a daze, her mouth hanging open for a long while.
"Lin Shuo, was it? Just you wait! Sooner or later, I'll make you call me Big Sister Dong'er!" Wang Dong'er muttered, stamped her foot, and ran toward the dormitory.
Watching from a distance, Mu En smiled and shook his head. "It's nice to be young."
This year's new students would probably be far more interesting than those of previous years. Wang Dong'er wasn't weak; Lin Shuo had simply crushed her before she could show what she could do. Remembering what Bei Bei had just told him, as well as the shudder that had come from the Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, Mu En sighed.
In the distance, Yan Shaozhe, dean of the Martial Soul Department, was hurrying toward the dormitory building. When he saw Mu En, he immediately bowed respectfully. "Teacher."
Mu En looked at Yan Shaozhe. "Shaozhe, shouldn't you be staying in the inner courtyard? What are you doing at the dormitory building?"
Yan Shaozhe straightened, barely able to hide his excitement. Lowering his voice, he said, "Teacher, the admissions office just sent word. They said there's a new student this year at level 35—"
"All right, Shaozhe." Mu En raised a hand to stop him. "I know about that child. You don't need to interfere. Just let things take their course."
"But, Teacher..." Yan Shaozhe tried to say more, but Mu En wouldn't let him continue.
"The children have only just enrolled. Whatever needs doing can wait until after the freshman assessment. Shaozhe, you're no longer young, yet you're still so eager for quick results." Mu En spoke slowly.
Yan Shaozhe wanted to say something else, but sensing Mu En's firm stance, he swallowed the words.
"Yes, Teacher." Yan Shaozhe lowered his head, took half a step back, and bowed respectfully before leaving.
Mu En gave a slight nod and closed his eyes again.