The Ultimate Skill Against Lolis - Female Suspension!!

"It wasn't me who said it—they were the ones who spread it first!"

The youth twisted his body, trying to break free from Dugu Yan's grip.

Dugu Yan's gaze turned even colder as she casually flung him aside.

Then, with a downward press of her hand, the pale green poisonous mist filling the sky suddenly contracted.

The students at the edge hurriedly squeezed inward as the light green mist gradually closed in, terrified of being caught in it.

For a moment, the scene descended into utter chaos.

Several students who had wanted to step in and mediate immediately fell silent upon seeing the two yellow and one purple soul rings beneath Dugu Yan's feet.

"Whoever started the rumor, step forward on your own."

With one hand on her hip and her willow brows raised, her voice was icy cold. As her gaze swept across the crowd, no one dared meet Dugu Yan's eyes.

The youth who had eavesdropped outside the door earlier saw that he could no longer hide and could only step out with a stiff upper lip, stammering as he repeated what he had heard.

After hearing it, Dugu Yan's expression did not soften in the slightest.

The rumor had been cleared up, but she still felt a little jealous.

That bastard Lan Yu—when had he gotten involved with the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect?

Embarrassed and annoyed, she stomped her foot. She quickly reined in her emotions, however, and coldly lectured the gathered students. Only after they repeatedly promised not to spread rumors again did she turn to leave.

Just as she was about to take a step, the door behind her suddenly opened, and Qin Yue emerged holding the hand of a delicate little girl.

She first gave Wang Yue, who was behind her, a look, signaling her to continue recruiting students.

Then she turned and happened to spot Dugu Yan. Pausing, she spoke with a faint smile, "Yanyan, go bring Lan Yu to the instructors' office."

After careful consideration, Qin Yue had decided to summon Lan Yu in advance.

For one thing, if Lan Yu had not specifically put in a word with the instructors, a Soul King like her would never have become the Heaven Dou Team's lead teacher.

Lan Yu was the true core of this team.

For another, Ning Yurou was of noble status, and she had come here specifically for Lan Yu.

Dugu Yan's gaze landed on the little girl Qin Yue was holding, and she froze for a moment before swiftly returning to normal. She nodded. "Understood, Teacher Qin."

Once she rounded the corridor and reached the stairwell, after confirming that no one was around, her cold and glamorous demeanor instantly vanished.

Her ears reddened. Biting her red lip, she viciously stomped the floor, cursing in anger and grievance, "Bastard Lan Yu... You don't want someone throwing herself at you, yet you go and mess around with some little girl instead. Bastard! Lolicon! Pervert!"

The more she spoke, the more wronged she felt. Dugu Yan rushed out of the teaching building, charging toward Lan Yu's residence in a fury.

After listening to Dugu Yan's rapid-fire tirade the entire way, Lan Yu finally pieced together the full story from her scattered words.

So that "little girly boy" had not only come looking for him, but had also changed back into girls' clothes and started pretending to be a little girl?

With his hands behind his back, he turned around and looked at Dugu Yan, whose cheeks were puffed up with anger, then sighed helplessly. "How many times have I told you? I only met her once."

"Would someone come all this way to find you after only meeting you once?"

Dugu Yan curled her lips and rolled her eyes at him. "Let's see how you explain this once Tang Shan finds out."

"What does this have to do with Xiao Shan?" Lan Yu frowned speechlessly. "And you still have the nerve to call me a pervert? Aren't you a different kind of female pervert yourself?"

"Do you even hear what you're saying?" Dugu Yan raised her willow brows, patted her full chest, and stepped forward. "You and I are a talented man and a beautiful woman. Aren't we a perfect match?"

"You're the one with a thing for little boys, yet you're calling me out?" Lan Yu curled his lips and snorted.

"You're already taller than me, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a little boy?"

"Our age gap isn't even that big. Some people still want an old cow to eat young grass."

"Besides, when you insult people, it sounds like you're acting cute."

Without even looking back, Lan Yu walked away with light steps, leaving her standing there in a daze.

"Ah—"

Dugu Yan clenched her fists and stamped her feet, gritting her teeth as she secretly swore.

Lan Yu, once I surpass you in strength, I'll tie you up and drain you dry!

Instructors' Office

Lan Yu knocked twice. Only after hearing Meng Shenji's voice from within did he push the door open and enter.

The first person he saw was Ning Yurou standing in the room.

The little girl had changed into a pale blue dress. Her delicate features made her look like a porcelain doll. The moment she saw him enter, she immediately scampered over in her little leather shoes, circled around him once, then planted her hands on her hips and raised her head.

"Lan Yu, do you still recognize this young miss?"

Lan Yu had been somewhat puzzled, but upon hearing that, he gave a soft laugh.

This was the "young master" Ning Yurou he knew.

"You're not calling yourself young master this time, little girly boy?" he teased with a raised brow.

"I told you a long time ago that I'm a girl! I used to wear men's clothes, so I didn't mind when you called me a little femboy. But now you have to call me Miss Yurou!"

Ning Yurou tugged at the hem of her skirt, her little leather shoes clicking against the floor as she stood there looking entirely self-righteous.

Lan Yu had originally wanted to tease her a little more, but seeing how serious she looked, he dropped the joking tone. He reached out and ruffled the little girl's head, saying solemnly, "Hello, Ning Yurou."

Not far away, Meng Shenji watched the scene and helplessly pressed a hand to his brow.

Your Highness, what am I supposed to say about you?

Well, this was just great. Lan Yu had been latched onto by the young sect master of the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus Sect.

As a Soul Douluo native to the Heaven Dou Empire, Meng Shenji was absolutely loyal to the imperial family. After Lan Yu's talent was revealed, he had immediately recommended that Lan Yu be granted a marriage.

He wanted to bind Lan Yu firmly to the imperial family's chariot.

But for some reason, every memorial he submitted was intercepted and rejected by Xue Qinghe, who was acting as regent.

His Highness is so intelligent—how could he be so muddleheaded about this matter?

Only after seeing that Dugu Yan had arrived as well did Meng Shenji speak and gesture for everyone to take their seats.

Lan Yu walked straight over and sat in the center seat, while Qin Yue took the seat to his left with a faint smile.

Dugu Yan followed close behind and sat beside him on his right, her movements carrying an unmistakable possessiveness.

Ning Yurou stood where she was, staring at the two spots beside Lan Yu, both of which had been taken.

She first looked at Dugu Yan and met her hostile gaze, then turned to Qin Yue. Though Qin Yue wore a smile, rejection was written plainly in her eyes.

The little girl bit her lip, her stubbornness flaring up. Under the astonished gazes of the two women, she walked straight up to Lan Yu and plopped herself down on his lap.

"What are you looking at?"

Her face was red enough to bleed, yet she craned her neck and snapped at Lan Yu in mock anger.

"Aren't there empty seats beside you?"

Lan Yu pointed at the spaces next to Dugu Yan and Qin Yue.

Ning Yurou choked for a moment, her face flushing red as she glared at him fiercely. "I'll sit wherever I want. What business is it of yours?"

"I don't think you should be called Lan Yu anymore. You should be called Blue Fish instead. You're just a stinky little trash fish to begin with~"

Lan Yu turned his head away in annoyance. He couldn't be bothered to argue with her.

Seeing that Lan Yu remained silent, Ning Yurou felt as though she had found a soft target. She grew more and more excited as she spoke, as if some peculiar fetish had awakened within her.

"Trash fish~, you don't even dare say anything when this young lady bullies you, do you~?"

Lan Yu suddenly turned back, a faint smile curling at his lips. But a chill flashed through his eyes that made Ning Yurou's back prickle.

A female little devil, huh?

To deal with a female little devil, you have to make her float.

Self-Created Soul Skill, named—Female Suspension.