Go See That Little Rabbit

Qian Renyuan looked down from above at the Child of Destiny struggling desperately at his feet, capable of nothing but impotent rage.

He glanced at the pile of fragments on the ground, a mocking curve tugging at his lips.

"You think some cheap little trick like this can kill me?" He ground the debris beneath his toe, as though ruthlessly crushing Tang San's pride from both his lives.

"What do you know?! This is..." Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his teeth, feeling as though the painstaking legacy of the Tang Sect from his past life had suffered an immense insult.

If looks could kill, he would have sliced Qian Renyuan into a thousand pieces already.

But Qian Renyuan did not care in the slightest about an ant's fury.

He bent slightly and spoke into Tang San's ear in a casual tone:

"Live well."

"Because right now, you are not even qualified to die by my hand."

Those soul-crushing words were like a resounding slap, shattering Tang San's self-respect into pieces.

Qian Renyuan could not even be bothered to spare him another glance as he turned away.

To him, Tang San was merely a patch of chives that had not yet fully grown. Keeping him around to harvest slowly would be far more valuable.

The moment he turned around, the long-absent system notification sounded in his mind right on cue.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completely destroying Yu Xiaogang's reputation and Dao heart, successfully cutting off Tang San's opportunity to take him as a master!]

[Settlement complete! The Child of Destiny's fortune has plummeted. Frantically plundering in progress... Host's villain fortune has surged!]

[Rewards issued:]

[Reward One: Ultimate sublimation of the first soul ring! Its age has surpassed two hundred thousand years, awakening an exclusive soul ring domain!]

[Reward Two: Divine-grade movement technique inheritance—Void Dragon Step! (Ignores conventional spatial restrictions; can cross a short distance in an instant)]

[Reward Three: Supreme-grade External Soul Bone—Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Wings! (Comes with the ultimate attributes of wind and lightning, possessing limitless devouring and evolution potential)]

Hearing that string of rewards, Qian Renyuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of satisfaction flashing through his heart.

However, he did not rush to examine them on the spot. This farce had already come to a satisfactory close.

The items were stored in the panel anyway. He could deal with them slowly after returning.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over the awestruck crowd on the training field before settling on the Notting Academy dormitory building in the distance.

Faintly, sounds of banging and shouting drifted over from Dorm Seven. The commotion was not small; clearly, a group of brats were fighting over the position of dorm leader.

An amused smile flickered in Qian Renyuan's eyes. The timing was perfect. He stretched out his long legs and strolled unhurriedly along the tree-lined path toward the dormitory building.

That buzzing fly called Master has finally been dealt with... He chuckled inwardly. Next, it is time to meet that little rabbit.

The moment Qian Renyuan's figure disappeared beyond the end of the training field, Ma Xiunuo immediately called for the Law Enforcement Squad to clean up the scene.

The bloodstains on the ground were washed away. The watching teachers and students did not even dare breathe loudly as they slunk off in a hurry.

Tang San still lay sprawled on the stone pavement like a toad. Only after Jiangmo Douluo's pressure had completely withdrawn did he suddenly cough up a mouthful of bloody spit and laboriously prop up his upper body.

Tang San stared in the direction Qian Renyuan had left, biting through his lip.

He did not chase after him. What, chase him down just to die?

He would remember this debt. He swallowed all his humiliation and killing intent, lowered his head, and looked like a venomous snake.

Meanwhile, Qian Renyuan had already arrived outside Dorm Seven.

He did not rush to push open the door. Standing outside, he took a glance inside, where the cliché scene of fighting over beds and competing to be boss was playing out.

"You are the new work-study student?" A burly boy built like a young bull stood in the middle of the dormitory. He was Wang Sheng, Dorm Seven's current leader.

Opposite him stood a pretty little girl dressed in pink, her long scorpion braid hanging down to her calves. Faced with Wang Sheng's aggressive challenge, she showed no fear. Instead, a flash of excitement appeared in her large eyes.

"My name is Xiao Wu. Wu as in dance."

Before her words had even faded, Wang Sheng had already lunged forward with his fist raised like a tiger descending the mountain, intending to teach this new little girl the rules.

But what happened next left the other work-study students in the room dumbfounded.

Xiao Wu's body flashed, her movements as light as a swallow's. Rather than retreat, she charged directly into Wang Sheng's fist. Her right toe precisely tapped the inside of Wang Sheng's knee, and she borrowed the force to leap into the air.

In midair, her long scorpion braid whipped out and wrapped directly around Wang Sheng's neck. Then her legs locked tightly around his arms, and she violently twisted her waist.

"Ah—!"

Wang Sheng's burly body instantly lost balance. Xiao Wu swung him through a half-circle in midair before he slammed onto the floor with a smack, seeing stars from the impact.

The half-grown children watching from the side shrank back in fright, clutching their stomachs. Wang Sheng clutched his bruised shoulder, his spirit completely gone.

The little girl stood in the center of the dormitory with her hands on her hips, proudly announcing that she would be Dorm Seven's big sister from now on.

At this moment, Xiao Wu had just finished fighting, while Tang San was still lying on the training field nursing his wounds. The two who should have met in the original story had not even come face-to-face yet.

Qian Renyuan reached out and pushed open the door.

With a creak, the door slammed against the wall.

Wang Sheng, who had just climbed up from the floor, caught sight of the figure at the entrance from the corner of his eye, and his calves immediately cramped.

He had seen it clearly from the edge of the training field earlier. This man had crippled Master while chatting and laughing!

Wang Sheng and the other work-study students scrambled into the corner, wishing they could shove their heads into the cracks in the floor as they desperately tried to make themselves invisible.

But Xiao Wu did not know Qian Renyuan. She turned around and felt that this boy her age who had entered possessed an extremely dangerous aura. It was as though she had encountered her natural predator, making her whole body uncomfortable.

"Hey, who are you? Don't you know the rules? What gives you the right to barge into our Dorm Seven?" Xiao Wu wrinkled her nose and demanded rudely.

Qian Renyuan paid no attention to her bluster. He stopped two steps away and openly swept his gaze over Xiao Wu, as though examining prey.

His stare made Xiao Wu's hair stand on end. Instinctively, she arched her back and assumed a fighting stance, a fierce glint flashing through her big eyes. "What are you looking at? Want to fight?"

Qian Renyuan chuckled and slowly spoke in a tone only the two of them could understand:

"Fight? No rush." He leaned forward slightly, his gaze deep and unfathomable. "I just think... the scent on you is rather special."

The moment those words left his mouth, all the pride drained from Xiao Wu's face.

She felt that the boy before her seemed to have seen through her true identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast at a glance.

An intense sense of danger instantly clenched her heart.

She forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart and stared fixedly at Qian Renyuan, her voice trembling despite her efforts to hide it. "You... what exactly do you want?"

The smile on Qian Renyuan's face deepened. He took a large step forward, his leather boot making the wooden floor creak.

"Don't be nervous." Looking at the prey before him, ready to erupt and fight for her life at any moment, he casually tossed out one sentence. "I merely came to take a look at the new little rabbit."