Dignity is Precious, Backbone is Worth More, If a Big Soft Bed Appears, Both Can Be Thrown Away!

The assessment concluded. Li Yusong left Zhao Wuji behind and led the four of them through the dilapidated village toward the so-called dormitories.

Along the way, Ning Rongrong clung to Su Chen like a piece of taffy, her large, watery eyes blinking incessantly.

"Brother Chen~ I flew so high just now that my legs have gone all soft."

A cloyingly sweet, affected voice drifted through the air.

The sugar content was high enough to trigger instant diabetes.

She called him "Brother Chen" with every breath, drawing out the tail end of the words until Su Chen felt his very bones turning to mush.

Good grief, Su Chen thought to himself, is this the true value of a top-tier support-type soul master?

However, the "pendant" on his left arm, Xiao Wu, was not pleased.

She gritted her teeth, a clicking sound echoing in her jaw. Where did this little green tea b*tch pop out from?

They had only just met today, and she was already trying to snatch her man.

"Hey, who's your 'Brother Chen'? Is my boss someone you can just call whatever you want?" Xiao Wu glared at her, puffed up with indignation.

Ning Rongrong acted as if she didn't see Xiao Wu's murderous hostility, even going so far as to feign a stumble, letting out a soft "Oh my," as she rubbed against Su Chen once more.

"Sister Xiao Wu~ don't be so fierce. I'm new here and don't know anything. I just think Brother Chen is a good person who makes me feel safe, so I wanted to be friends with him, that's all."

"You're so reasonable, Sister, surely you wouldn't mind, right?"

Ning Rongrong lowered her head slightly, twisting the hem of her skirt with her hands, looking utterly pitiful and aggrieved.

Xiao Wu was thoroughly disgusted by that "Sister."

She narrowed her eyes to size up Ning Rongrong, her gaze finally landing on the girl's chest.

A mere pair of A-cups! Not worth the effort!

Xiao Wu puffed out her own chest, which was reasonably well-endowed.

With so little to offer, she wouldn't even have enough room to stuff a carrot for this rabbit, yet she dared to try and steal her boss.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the dormitory area.

Calling them dormitories was a stretch; they were essentially wooden shacks used by farmers.

The four of them stopped and looked ahead, and the pitiful expression on Ning Rongrong's face collapsed faster than the Shrek city walls.

"This is a dormitory? Can people actually live here?"

Xiao Wu and the others also curled their lips in disdain.

Li Yusong's old face flushed, and he hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "This... the academy's budget is tight, you see. Besides, the Dean says this is to 'temper the heart and strengthen the sinews.'"

"Don't look at how it leaks rain from the top and lets wind in from the bottom; it's well-ventilated! It allows you to get closer to nature while you sleep and better comprehend the Soul Power of heaven and earth!"

Su Chen rolled his eyes. Closer to nature, my foot. If a rainstorm hits tonight, we'll be getting closer to the Dragon King himself.

Seeing their reactions, Li Yusong immediately added: "Don't worry, I'll go find the Dean right now and get you all moved into a proper brick-and-tile house."

Su Chen waved a hand, cutting off Li Yusong's plan: "No need for all that trouble."

He walked to an open space beside the wooden shacks, retrieved a small metal ball from his system, and tossed it onto the ground.

"I choose you: Luxury Villa!"

As soon as he spoke, a blinding light erupted. Countless metal components unfolded, spliced, and combined in a dazzling display!

"BOOM!"

In less than thirty seconds, a three-story, European-style luxury villa covering over three hundred square meters appeared before their eyes.

It featured marble Roman columns, floor-to-ceiling panoramic windows, and a massive open-air balcony on the top floor.

Two Soul Tool lanterns emitting a soft, gentle glow hung on either side of the main entrance.

The row of broken wooden shacks nearby was instantly reduced to a refugee camp's doghouse in comparison to this mansion.

The scene fell into dead silence.

Li Yusong's jaw nearly hit the ground. He had lived half a lifetime and had never seen such an outrageous feat!

What kind of deity was this kid? He could just conjure a house out of thin air?

It wasn't just Li Yusong; even the well-traveled Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Coming from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she considered herself someone who had seen more rare treasures than there were fish in the river.

But this trick of conjuring a house on a whim? She had truly never seen such a thing!

However, beyond the shock, the light in Ning Rongrong's eyes grew even brighter.

This casual display of power indirectly proved that Su Chen's background was absolutely mysterious to the extreme!

This man—she was determined to have him!

"Brother Chen~" Ning Rongrong pinched her voice again, taking small, dainty steps toward Su Chen, stars sparkling in her eyes.

"That broken wooden shack is so dirty. Can I live with you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's instinct to protect her territory flared up.

She stepped forward, blocking Su Chen with her body.

A mere flat-chested girl who couldn't even squeeze out a cleavage, yet she wanted to barge in and stake a claim?

Did she really think this hundred-thousand-year-old Rogue Rabbit was a pushover?!

"Our boss doesn't take in unknown flat-chested freaks. You want a bed? Turn left at the door and go sleep in the vegetable patch!"

Ning Rongrong's expression stiffened, her eyes burning with anger.

You're the flat-chested freak! Your whole family is full of flat-chested freaks!

However, for the sake of her goal, she forced her temper down and hugged Su Chen's arm, continuing to act spoiled.

"Please, Brother Chen? I've been pampered since I was little; I'll be terrified if I have to stay in that dark, creepy wooden shack all by myself."

As the saying goes, the woman who acts spoiled gets the best life—and is the most lethal.

Beside them, Zhu Zhuqing rubbed her arms vigorously, goosebumps breaking out all over.

This kind of sugary, affected behavior made the cold, aloof cat girl feel nauseous.

Yet, faced with this sugar-coated bullet, Su Chen calmly pulled his arm away.

"It's a large villa. If you want to stay, you naturally can."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face lit up with joy, while Xiao Wu stomped her feet in frustration.

Su Chen pointed at Xiao Wu.

"If you want residency, go see the treasurer to pay the rent. No money, no talk."

Xiao Wu immediately caught on. She lifted her chin haughtily, held out her small palm, and wore an expression that screamed, "Broke people, keep away."

"Money?"

Ning Rongrong paused, then burst into a giggle.

If it were a competition of anything else, she might have had to weigh her options.

But competing over money on the Douluo Continent? The one thing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had in abundance was this pile of useless scrap metal!

She elegantly raised her wrist and, with extreme nonchalance, plucked a high-grade card with a black background and gold edges from her shimmering storage jade bracelet. With a crisp "snap," she slapped it into Xiao Wu's outstretched palm.

"You should have said so earlier! There are ten thousand Gold Soul Coins in here, valid at any Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect bank across the continent. Consider it my rent for the semester; I'll add more if it's not enough!"

Ning Rongrong's tone was light and breezy, as arrogant as a top-tier donor tossing out a casual tip.

Xiao Wu clutched the lightweight card, her fingers trembling.

Ten... ten thousand Gold Soul Coins?!

She had spent five years collecting protection money at the Nuoding City elementary school, working day and night without a single day off, and her little treasury didn't even add up to half of this.

This little green tea just pulled out ten thousand like it was nothing?

"Is there really ten thousand in this card?" Xiao Wu's voice faltered.

Ning Rongrong couldn't be bothered to entertain the look of a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

She stepped onto the soft carpet, stars practically popping into her eyes—this was a place for humans to live!

As the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she would rather die than live in a broken wooden shack.

"Wow! Brother Chen! The sofa in this hall is so big and soft!"

Exclamations echoed from the living room as she made herself at home and ran upstairs to pick a room.

Xiao Wu stood frozen in place, her miserly nature overriding everything else.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't run so fast! You haven't told me where to withdraw the money from this card yet!" Xiao Wu chased after her into the villa.

Green tea or not, everything took a backseat to money.

As long as the money was good, even a green tea could be a good sister!

Su Chen waved at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still standing there in a daze, his tone laced with a hint of playfulness:

"Hey, little wildcat, what are you still standing there for? Aren't you going up to pick a room? Or do you want to go live in the dormitory next door?"

"You... who are you calling a little wildcat!"

A flush of red instantly flew across Zhu Zhuqing's fair, cold cheeks, and her delicate earlobes burned with heat.

That "little wildcat" made her feel uneasy all over, and her heart even skipped a beat.

She wanted to retort with icy indifference to maintain her cold Hell Spirit Cat persona.

But after comparing it to the drafty, broken wooden shack next door, Zhu Zhuqing decisively set her long, slender legs in motion and, without a word, headed straight for the second floor.

Dignity is precious, and pride is worth more, but for a big, soft bed, both can be cast aside!