The other underlings joined in, egging him on:
"Then I'll be your second grandpa!"
"I'm your third grandpa!"
"And I'm your fourth grandpa!"
"..."
One of the underlings, nicknamed Monkey, walked up to Li Jiutian first and tugged at his hem.
"Are you deaf, kid? My boss is talking to you! Get on your knees and call him Grandpa!"
"Are you talking to me?"
Li Jiutian's expression turned cold. He kicked the underling, sending him flying hundreds of meters away.
"Pfft!"
"You... you actually!"
Monkey didn't finish speaking. He spewed a mouthful of blood and passed out.
One of the underlings hurried over to Monkey, then held a hand beneath his nose. He cried out in horror:
"B-Boss, Monkey's not breathing!"
After saying this, the underling fled in a panic.
"What? Monkey..."
Wang Dafa stood rooted to the spot, terrified and helpless.
When the other underlings heard that Monkey was dead, they scattered in every direction, fleeing in terror until they vanished in a flash.
"Boss Wang, weren't you so tough? Why'd you wet your pants?"
A wicked smile flickered across Li Jiutian's lips as he sauntered toward him.
"Monkey's family has some clout in Spirit City. Just who is this Li Jiutian, to kill someone without a second thought?"
Wang Dafa thought, his crotch already soaked.
"I'm talking to you."
Seeing Wang Dafa lost in thought, Li Jiutian lightly slapped him across the face a few times.
"Brother Tian—no, Grandpa Tian! I shouldn't have offended you. Please let me go!"
Wang Dafa suddenly dropped to his knees and began kowtowing desperately. Before long, his forehead was covered in blood.
"Weren't you going to duel me? Don't disappoint me!"
"You even dared to make me call you Grandpa. Do you know who I am?"
"You're rotten to the core. You won't be any good when you grow up, either. I might as well do society a favor and put you down early!"
Looking at Wang Dafa on his knees, Li Jiutian kicked him aside with disdain.
Wang Dafa was only six years old, after all. Watching someone get killed right in front of him with such casual ease had been too much for him.
He knew he'd picked a fight with someone he shouldn't have. It felt as if he'd fallen into an ice cellar. Just then, Wang Dafa thought of another plan.
"Li... Li Jiutian, if you kill me, you won't get away with it!"
"You know the Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall, don't you? He and my dad are close friends!"
"And as soon as I graduate, I'll become the Platinum Bishop's disciple!"
"Just let me go, and I'll pretend none of this happened!"
Wang Dafa forced himself to his feet and threatened him, fighting back his fear.
"The Platinum Bishop? Sorry, he has no pull with me!"
"I'll count to three. If you still don't make a move, I'll kill you first!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
Just as Li Jiutian was about to count to one, Wang Dafa could no longer stand the terror.
"You brat, you really think I'm afraid of you?"
A Soul Ring appeared around Wang Dafa. It was a Hundred-Year Soul Ring, and his Martial Soul was a spiked club.
"First Soul Skill: Strength Enhancement!"
"I'll smash your head to pieces!"
Seeing no way out, Wang Dafa chose to fight to the death. Gripping his spiked club, he charged at Li Jiutian.
"That's it?"
Li Jiutian found it rather boring and caught the club with his bare hands.
"How is that possible? That swing had at least five hundred pounds of force!"
Wang Dafa cried in shock.
"Remember this in your next life: you can't go around picking fights with just anyone!"
Golden Soul Power enveloped Li Jiutian's left fist. He punched straight through Wang Dafa's heart.
"You... just who are..."
Wang Dafa didn't finish speaking. He died with resentment in his heart.
"You were asking for it, bringing up the Platinum Bishop!"
"That greedy, lecherous old bastard is a blight on Spirit Hall. I'll kill him sooner or later!"
Li Jiutian looked at Wang Dafa's corpse as if it were a stray dog by the roadside, then turned and left.
In his eyes, these people's lives were as cheap as ants, worth less than a penny.
Li Jiutian hadn't planned on killing him. Wang Dafa had brought it on himself by repeatedly courting death.
"Xiao Xuan, let's go. I've dealt with those annoying flies!"
Li Jiutian returned to the cafeteria and spoke calmly.
"Brother, your left arm is injured!"
Luo Zixuan looked at Li Jiutian's bloodstained left arm, her eyes full of worry.
"Silly girl, that's just the blood of a stray dog by the roadside. It accidentally splashed onto my arm."
"Come on. I need to hurry back to the dorm, take a shower, and change my clothes!"
Li Jiutian smiled faintly and led her toward the dormitory.
"Brother, what happened to those people who were giving you trouble?"
After they returned to the dormitory, Luo Zixuan asked him.
"Oh, them? They realized the depth of their mistakes and transferred schools."
Li Jiutian brushed her off, then took a shower and changed into a clean uniform.
Wang Dafa's other underlings were in the principal's office, telling him what had happened in the woods.
"I understand. I'll look into it. You can go back for now!"
The principal didn't take the matter to heart. He turned and left.
"Principal, Li Jiutian killed people! Two of them!"
One of the underlings, nicknamed Fat Pig, shouted, but the principal ignored him.
Forget two people—even if Li Jiutian had killed two hundred, the principal wouldn't dare say a word against him.
Before Li Jiutian enrolled, Spirit Hall's envoy had already told the principal his true identity!
A top-grade God-tier Spirit, the Eight-Winged Angel; innate full Soul Power at level twenty. Most importantly, Li Jiutian was Qian Daoliu's disciple!
Compared to Li Jiutian, the dead boys' families weren't even worthy of lacing his shoes!
Half a month later.
The incident didn't make so much as a ripple at Spirit Hall Primary Academy.
From then on, Li Jiutian was hailed as the academy's uncrowned king, and no one dared cross him again.
His mysterious background became a subject of secret discussion among the students.
Watching Li Jiutian and Luo Zixuan pass by, several girls huddled together to gossip, whispering:
"I heard he killed that troublemaker Wang Dafa, but the school hasn't said a word about it."
"Could he be Spirit Hall's future successor?"
"I've never heard the name Li Jiutian mentioned in Spirit Hall. Could he be the illegitimate son of the former Pope, Qian Xunji?"
"..."
When Li Jiutian heard them, he could only shake his head helplessly. He couldn't help thinking that girls were always this gossipy, whether on Blue Star or the Douluo Continent.
Chapter 11: Six Years Later!
Spirit City.
Six years later.
"Xiao Xuan, our Soul Power has reached a bottleneck. Let's go back to Elder Hall and see my master first, then have him take us to hunt Soul Beasts."
On the street, a handsome man spoke to the woman beside him.
"Mm!"
She nodded slightly.
The two drew every eye as they walked down the street. They were none other than Li Jiutian and Luo Zixuan.
After six years of training, Li Jiutian's Soul Power had reached level thirty-nine, while Luo Zixuan's had reached level twenty-nine. Their appearances had also changed beyond recognition.
Li Jiutian had grown to 178 centimeters. His skin was even fairer, and his golden eyes seemed able to see through past lives and this one. When he smiled, they curved like a crescent moon; when he was serious, they were cold as stars.
His nose was straight, and his lips were a vivid red. When he smiled, he was as light as a drifting feather, sweet as sugar; when he was silent, he was as cold as ice. His profile was as sharply carved as a knife, with well-defined angles that still retained a gentle beauty. Who could resist a man like that?
Luo Zixuan had changed just as much. She had grown to 165 centimeters, and her old insecurities had long since vanished. In their place was the confidence of a queen, utterly captivating.
Her long, glossy black hair fell loosely down her back. Her eyes were clear and bright, her flawless fair skin tinged with a faint blush, and her delicate red lips were as tender and dewy as rose petals.
Who would have guessed that this heavenly beauty had come from a remote little village?
Inside the main hall of Elder Hall.
"Master, I'm back!"
Li Jiutian spoke first.
"Your Soul Power has certainly improved quite a bit over the past few years. And who is this girl?"
Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, then looked curiously at the girl, whose bearing was no less impressive than Qian Renxue's.
"Master, this is Luo Zixuan. I met her at Spirit Hall Primary Academy, and we became friends. Her Martial Soul is the Jade Scepter. One day, she'll achieve more than the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!"
"Xiao Xuan, this is my master, Qian Daoliu. He's a level-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo and the Great Enshrined of Elder Hall!"
Li Jiutian introduced him.
"Greetings, Great Enshrined!"