The Little Loli Who Wants to Join the Heaven Dou Team! Dugu Yan Who Comprehends the Path to Death!

"What?!"

Wang Yue shot to her feet, and the chair beneath her toppled to the floor with a loud crash.

Her cry of alarm carried through the office door and reached the students waiting in the corridor to register. At once, everyone turned curious eyes toward the tightly shut door.

"Teacher, is there a problem?"

Ning Yurou kicked her little legs and jumped down from the chair.

Her fair, tender little face was full of confusion.

Thinking Wang Yue did not believe her, she hurriedly stood on tiptoe and pushed the token across the table. Unfortunately, she was too short; she had to cling to the table's edge with her whole body just to push it to the middle.

Her two lotus-root-like little legs dangled and swayed in midair.

"I-I'll take it myself."

Wang Yue quickly came back to her senses and suppressed the shock in her heart. She reached out to pick up the token. Seeing the little girl's clumsy appearance, the corners of her lips unconsciously curved upward. "My name is Wang Yue. Just call me Teacher Wang."

Looking at the token glowing with seven-colored light, Wang Yue could not help but feel troubled—she had no idea whether it was real or fake.

Oh dear! Why did they have to make a lowly admissions teacher like me identify something that even those important figures rarely get to see?

Since the other party's martial soul was the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus, the token should logically be genuine.

But then again, with the identity she claimed to have, why would she need to come to the academy to register by herself? Shouldn't the faculty be personally going to invite her?

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go ask for instructions."

Without waiting for Ning Yurou to nod, Wang Yue clutched the token and hurriedly pulled open the door before rushing out.

The students in the corridor exchanged glances. Though their eyes were filled with curiosity, no one dared to approach.

Heaven Dou Academy, Director of Education's Office.

Rogge reclined halfway in his chair, his feet carelessly propped on the desk as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze from the window.

Bang—

The door was suddenly slammed open, and Wang Yue rushed in frantically.

Rogge jolted in fright. His feet slipped, and he fell to the floor along with his chair.

He scrambled up awkwardly, dusted off his clothes, and frowned as he reprimanded her. "Teacher Wang Yue, you're not a newcomer anymore. Why are you still so rash and flustered? What kind of behavior is this!"

"Director, I—"

"Stop."

Rogge raised a hand to interrupt her, wagging a finger with an earnest expression. "No matter what happens, as a qualified Soul Master instructor, you must remain calm and composed. What do you look like, running around in such a panic?"

Seeing Wang Yue standing there with her head lowered and saying nothing, he nodded in satisfaction. He slowly sat back down, picked up the teacup on his desk, and took a light sip. "Go on. What is it?"

"Director, a girl suspected to be the Young Sect Master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect wants to join the Heaven Dou Team!"

"What?!"

Rogge dropped onto the floor on his backside. Before Wang Yue could even help him up, he sprang to his feet.

He snatched the token glowing with seven-colored light from Wang Yue's hand and carefully examined it from every angle.

He suddenly recalled catching a distant glimpse of an identical token in the hands of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect Master at a royal banquet he had attended with Prince Xue Xing a year ago.

Thinking of Wang Yue's report and looking at the token in his hand, Rogge's face immediately flushed red.

He did not know why Miss Ning had come to enroll alone, but as long as he could pull her into Prince Xue Xing's faction, then what would it matter if Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was Sect Master Ning's disciple?

Rogge gripped Wang Yue's shoulders tightly with both hands, his eyes wide and bloodshot, his voice trembling. "Where is the owner of this token?!"

"She's in my offi—"

Before she could finish, Rogge's Soul Power suddenly erupted. With a bang, he shot forward like a projectile, smashing the door to pieces before vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yue stood frozen in place, her long hair thrown into a complete mess by the fierce gust created by his Soul Power.

She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before barely managing to suppress the urge to curse.

When she turned and saw the wreckage all over the floor, she nearly fainted. Just then, Qin Yue happened to pass by, and Wang Yue hurried over to report everything in detail.

Meanwhile, Ning Yurou sat peacefully on the chair, her little feet dangling and swinging in the air. Her glossy black eyes swept over the office's simple furnishings as she muttered softly, "What a shabby place."

As soon as she spoke, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, only to abruptly stop.

Rogge stood at the entrance, wiped the sweat from his forehead, steadied himself, and took a deep breath before raising his hand to knock gently on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

After waiting for a moment, he carefully pushed the door open and walked inside.

The students in the corridor instantly gasped and widened their eyes at the sight.

"Damn, am I seeing things? Was that Heaven Dou Academy's Director of Education, Rogge?"

"That was him. He's acting so respectfully... Could that little girl be the descendant of some elder from the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect?"

The moment Rogge entered the office, he saw a delicate little girl seated by the desk, and he could not help but freeze.

Meeting Ning Yurou's gaze, he spoke respectfully, "Miss Ning, I am Rogge, the dean of instruction at Heaven Dou Academy."

Before Ning Yurou could reply, the door was pushed open again, and Qin Yue entered with Wang Yue.

"Director Rogge, since Miss Ning wishes to join the Heaven Dou Team, shouldn't I, as the team's instructor, be the one discussing it with her? Please excuse yourself, Director Rogge."

Qin Yue gave a faint smile, but her voice was exceptionally cold.

Ever since Meng Shenji had appointed her as the Heaven Dou Team's instructor two months ago, she had come to understand the relationships between the academy's various factions.

What a joke—she had previously even wanted to bring Lan Yu and Tang Shan to Rogge to handle their enrollment.

On the surface, the academy belonged to the Heaven Dou royal family.

The three education committee members served the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, while the academy's dean of instruction served Prince Xue Xing.

Qin Yue had never imagined that a mere dean of instruction would dare involve himself in the royal succession dispute.

With that thought, she looked at Rogge with pity and sighed inwardly. This man probably won't live to see the day after tomorrow.

So many students in the corridor had seen the dean of instruction rush over in a panic to meet the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect.

The children might not have understood what it implied, but that did not mean they would not mention it to their parents when they went home!

The moment he saw Qin Yue, Rogge's expression darkened abruptly.

A trace of hope still remained in his heart. He turned to Ning Yurou, hoping that the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect would speak up and ask him to stay.

Yet Ning Yurou had ignored him from beginning to end.

Rogge's heart sank. With a helpless sigh, he turned and left.

Once the room had quieted down again, the little girl Ning Yurou raised her tiny face and asked softly, "Big Sister, are you the team's instructor?"

"Yes."

Qin Yue bent down and gently rubbed her head, a hint of amusement entering her voice.

"Tell Teacher, why do you insist on joining the Heaven Dou Team?"

Did joining a team require a reason?

Ning Yurou pursed her little lips, her fair fingers nervously tugging at the corner of her clothes. Looking utterly dejected, she said, "Because Lan Yu is on the Heaven Dou Team, so I can only join the Heaven Dou Team."

In the corridor, after Rogge left in disgrace, a bold youth could no longer suppress his curiosity. He crept up to the door on tiptoe, pressed himself against it, and strained his ears to listen.

Upon hearing Ning Yurou's words, he was instantly shocked. Several equally curious youths hurried over and urged him to repeat what he had heard.

"The young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect is joining the Heaven Dou Team for someone named Lan Yu?"

"Who is Lan Yu? Sounds like a guy."

"The young sect master of such a grand sect came all this way specifically to find a boy?" someone repeated.

"What? You said the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect came to the Heaven Dou Team to find her man?!"

A hard-of-hearing youth beside them failed to catch it clearly and blurted it out at the top of his lungs.

"Are you fucking stupid?! Keep your voice down!" someone beside him said, moving to cover his mouth.

But those words swiftly spread down the corridor.

One spread it to ten, ten spread it to a hundred, and within moments, the story had been completely twisted.

"We're done for!" Several youths looked at the crowd buzzing with discussion and were so frightened that they collapsed onto the floor.

They had casually gossiped about the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect. Even their parents would not be able to save them now.

When Dugu Yan returned from Ye Lingling's side and had just rounded the corner of the corridor, she heard a youth animatedly telling his companions, "Did you know? The young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect specially came to join the Heaven Dou Team today to find the father of her child!"

"No way, how old is she?" someone beside him asked, his face full of horror.

"It's absolutely true. I heard that man's name is Lan Yu."

"What a beast! Someone like that should be stabbed to death with a 7.62-meter spear!" another youth cursed indignantly.

"What did you say?"

An icy voice suddenly rang out behind them. In an instant, pale green poisonous mist spread through the corridor, enveloping every student who had been gossiping.

Dugu Yan reached out and grabbed the speaking youth by the back of his collar, coldness surging in her eyes.

In her view, even if Lan Yu did like to flirt around, he would never do something so vile and disgusting.

Yet this person actually dared to spread rumors about Lan Yu!

He truly had a death wish!