Enrollment

The boy wore a dark blue martial outfit, his features delicate and expression calm. The girl wore a long pink dress, her black hair tied in a ponytail. Her pink eyes darted around, finding everything fresh and fascinating.

They were none other than Nezha and Xiao Wu.

Some time had passed since A Rou's sacrifice.

Xiao Wu had successfully taken human form. Her hundred-thousand-year cultivation had turned into innate full soul power, and her martial soul was the same Soft-Boned Rabbit as her mother's.

The Holy Soul Herb's medicinal effects perfectly concealed the aura of a soul beast around her. Unless a god-level expert came in person, no one could see through her true form.

Da Ming and Er Ming had searched the Star Dou Forest for a long time before finding the Holy Soul Herb.

Er Ming had practically turned the entire forest upside down before finally finding a single stalk.

There were two reasons they had come to Notting City.

First, the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone was hidden in a waterfall cave near Holy Soul Village.

This soul bone was the easiest to obtain among all hundred-thousand-year soul bones. They only needed to take it while Tang Hao was away.

Second, he and Xiao Wu needed legitimate identities. By registering at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy and leaving behind six years of school records, they would not be suspected of having unknown origins when they went somewhere bigger in the future.

Obtaining admission was not difficult. In the original story, Xiao Wu had managed it alone. With Nezha added to the mix, it was even less of a problem.

The two followed the main road to the entrance of Notting Academy. The gatekeeper was a skinny, wiry man. Seeing two children heading straight through the gates, he was about to speak when his gaze first fell on their clothes.

Xiao Wu's pink dress was made of fine material, its stitching delicate and precise. Nezha's martial outfit was plain, but its fabric was clearly not cheap either.

Coupled with the storage soul tools hanging from both their waists, the gatekeeper swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

"Are you two here to enroll?"

"Mm." Nezha nodded and took out two bags of gold soul coins from his storage soul tool. "Two students. Self-funded."

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up, and his attitude immediately grew much friendlier. He hurriedly led them into the academy.

Each self-funded student paid one hundred gold soul coins per semester. For two students, that was two hundred coins.

In a small border city like Notting City, that was already no small sum.

The storage soul tools A Rou had left them still contained several thousand gold soul coins, enough for them to live comfortably through six years of school.

The procedures were handled quickly. It was nothing more than registering their names, martial souls, and soul power levels, then collecting their dormitory keys.

The teacher in charge of registration was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, with already thinning hair.

He took Nezha's form and glanced over it. His gaze lingered for several seconds on the line that read "Martial Soul: Body," then shifted to "Soul Power: Level 10." He looked up at Nezha.

"How old are you this year?"

"Six."

The bespectacled teacher's pen paused. He lowered his head to inspect the form again, confirming that he had not misread it. Six years old, a Body martial soul, and innate full soul power.

He had worked at Notting Academy for decades, yet he had never seen a student with innate full soul power.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. He merely shook his head and stamped the form, though his expression had visibly softened somewhat.

"All right. The dormitory building is behind the training field. Building Seven, Room 203."

Nezha took the key, his expression unchanged.

In truth, his soul power was far beyond level ten.

After A Rou's sacrifice, the hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone had fused into his body at the same time. That immense energy had directly pushed him to level nineteen.

Level nineteen at six years old. If he had truly written that down, not just Notting Academy but the entire Douluo Continent would have erupted.

The reason he only displayed level ten was because of the soul bone skill—Bewildering Confusion.

The male rabbit's feet moved restlessly, the female rabbit's eyes were dazed.

The hundred-thousand-year soul bone that had fused into his left arm bone after A Rou's sacrifice had granted him its first skill: disguise.

It could disguise his soul power level, soul ring color, and martial soul form. Anything he wished to conceal could be disguised.

He suppressed his true level-nineteen soul power to level ten, disguised his hundred-thousand-year soul ring as a standard yellow ring, and restrained his Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Body into the most ordinary "Body martial soul."

Keeping a low profile was better.

Level nineteen at six years old was already frightening enough. If people learned that his first soul ring was at the hundred-thousand-year level, Spirit Hall would probably send a Titled Douluo to block his door the very next day.

Xiao Wu beside him had finished her test as well.

After taking human form, she too possessed innate full soul power. Her martial soul was the Soft-Boned Rabbit, identical to A Rou's. However, she had not yet condensed a soul ring.

That had been Nezha's suggestion.

As a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that had taken human form, Xiao Wu could condense her first few soul skills on her own and did not need to hunt soul beasts like human soul masters did.

Since that was the case, why rush to obtain a soul ring? Would it not be more worthwhile to first temper her body so it could bear a higher-year soul ring before condensing one?

Of course, she could not delay for too long either. The golden period for cultivation only lasted a few years, and missing it would do more harm than good.

The plan Nezha had set for her was to temper her body for at most another month. No matter how much her physical strength improved, she had to condense her first soul ring afterward.

They were assigned their dormitory. The self-funded students' double room was at the very end of the second floor of Building Seven.

The room was not large. Two beds stood against opposite walls, with two desks in the middle. The window faced south, and the afternoon sunlight slanted in just right.

Compared to the large shared bunks where dozens of work-study students were crammed together, this was already top-tier accommodation.

Xiao Wu tossed her luggage onto the bed and sprawled out flat, letting out a long breath.

"I'm exhausted. We walked all day."

"You've barely walked at all, and you're already complaining." Nezha opened the cabinet and placed his spare clothes inside one piece at a time. "Starting tomorrow, you'll temper your body with me. No slacking off."

"Got it, got it." Xiao Wu rolled over and buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled.

Nezha's hands paused for a moment before he continued folding his clothes without replying.

After tidying up, Nezha stood by the window to get some air.

Across the training field stood the office building, with few people going in and out through its entrance.

His gaze swept over it casually, then suddenly froze.

At the entrance to the office building, a middle-aged man with a somewhat stiff face was walking inside.

Behind him followed a child dressed in gray cloth clothes, faded from washing and patched in several places at the cuffs. The child walked with his head slightly lowered, but his back was perfectly straight.

Tang San. Yu Xiaogang.

Nezha's heart sank.

Those two had still ended up together.

The timeline had not changed. Yu Xiaogang had taken Tang San as his disciple today. Next, he would probably set his sights on Nezha and Xiao Wu.

After all, he and Xiao Wu also had innate full soul power. For the sake of fulfilling his ambitions, there was no way this theoretical master could resist.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu poked her head up from the bed.

"Nothing." Nezha drew the curtains. "I saw something interesting."

"What? What was it?"

Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door.

Nezha opened it. Standing outside was the child in gray cloth clothes from yesterday.