The First Step in Reforming Shrek Academy!

Bear King's wails echoed throughout the arena.

Lin Yichen waited for the sound to slowly die down before turning and walking over.

Bear King's crotch was drenched in blood.

The air reeked of blood and urine.

Lin Yichen snorted coldly, one hand in his pocket as he stepped on Bear King's chest.

He twisted his foot against it.

"Enjoying yourself? How does it feel to have your balls blown apart?"

Bear King still covered his crotch with his hands, rolling around now and then.

The pain was so intense that he could not speak. It was not that he did not want to scream.

"Scum."

Lin Yichen calmly spat out the word, his voice utterly devoid of warmth.

He spat on Bear King's face.

"Tell me, now that your greatest pleasure is gone, what are you still living for?"

Lin Yichen flashed a sinister smile.

He unleashed his fifth soul skill, Moonlight Slash, striking Bear King directly in the neck.

Under Bear King's terrified gaze, his head separated from his body.

The arena fell into stunned silence, as quiet as a graveyard.

Then a wave of curses erupted from the stands.

How many people had bet on Bear King to win? This result would ruin countless gamblers.

Yet Lin Yichen paid them no mind. There would be prize money after the match, and he could use it to buy food for Xiao Wu today.

The prize for a first victory was one hundred Gold Soul Coins!

Since Lin Yichen had only arranged this one match today, he had nothing else to do.

He continued strolling through the Great Soul Arena, watching matches and teasing the female attendants.

Then he ran into Flander head-on.

Flander was smiling as brightly as a flower.

"Dean Flander, why are you so happy?"

"Hehe, you made us at Shrek Academy a fortune today."

"Those odds were 1:50,000. I never would have dared imagine it. We made forty-five thousand Gold Soul Coins from one trip to the Great Soul Arena, all thanks to you, kid."

Flander laughed heartily and reached out to pull Lin Yichen closer by the shoulder.

"Of course, Shrek won't take advantage of you for nothing. I'll give you five thousand Gold Soul Coins as payment, and I'll take the remaining forty thousand. Hahaha."

Sure enough, he was as much of a profiteer as ever.

But Lin Yichen was not upset. At the very least, Flander was willing to support him.

If he went to Shrek in the future, Xiao Wu would have someone to look after her as well.

"Thank you for your trust, Dean Flander. However, I have already resolved to join Spirit Hall, so I fear I must disappoint your good intentions. But I promise you this: if you ever face hardship in the future, I will brave fire and water without hesitation."

Flander was astonished.

Compared with having him join the academy, obtaining the promise of a top genius was clearly even more appealing.

Flander was not a petty man. It was only natural for a genius with ambitions to join Spirit Hall, the strongest organization on the continent. He had no right to interfere.

"Alright, Brother Yichen. If you ever need anything in the future, Shrek can be of use too!"

"Alright, Dean. Then I'll be going."

Flander bowed him off, watching until Lin Yichen vanished from his sight.

The corner of Flander's mouth curled slightly upward.

Just as Lin Yichen walked out of the Great Soul Arena, a voice rang out.

"Young master!"

It carried three parts shyness, three parts urgency, and four parts anticipation.

It was the voice of the female attendant, Xiao Rou.

"What is it?"

Lin Yichen turned back and saw Xiao Rou standing there, looking completely at a loss.

"Young master, I bet one Gold Soul Coin on you and won more than four thousand five hundred in returns. Xiao Rou wants to give it all to you!"

That only made Lin Yichen feel embarrassed.

"I'm saying, there's no need for you to pay out of pocket, right? That's your money, after all."

Lin Yichen shook his head helplessly. It seemed the Eye of Guanghan had affected her too deeply.

How could she give him money instead?

Lin Yichen walked over and rubbed Xiao Rou's head.

Xiao Rou looked even younger than he was, yet an ordinary person without soul power was working at the Great Soul Arena...

Either she came from an influential family and had connections, or...

Lin Yichen did not dare dwell on it, but Xiao Rou was clearly the latter.

"Listen, Xiao Rou. You earned this reward yourself. And I should be thanking you for being willing to support and trust me, so keep this money and use it to improve your life."

As Xiao Rou listened, tears streamed from her eyes, but she did not know what to say.

"If you can't say it, then don't. Also, the juice you made was really delicious!"

Lin Yichen left after saying that, leaving Xiao Rou standing there in a daze.

Soon afterward, she steeled her resolve and set off toward the future!

Lin Yichen did not hurry away after leaving the Great Soul Arena.

Instead, relying on his memories of the original story, he found a place called the Rose Hotel.

Lin Yichen sat down in a teahouse nearby.

There was a storyteller in the teahouse, someone known for having the most well-informed news in the vicinity of Soto City.

Idle townsfolk would generally come here to drink tea and listen to stories.

It was considered one of Soto City's liveliest places.

Whenever the storyteller reached an exciting part of his tale, he would also promote his fans.

They bore ancient-style writing and were light and thin.

They felt quite good in the hand.

They cost five Copper Soul Coins each, but Lin Yichen only had Gold Soul Coins.

But who was Lin Yichen? If he ran out of money, he could just earn more. As for the extra, he treated it as the fee for listening to the story.

The storyteller was endlessly grateful to him because of it.

Yet Lin Yichen's eyes never left the Rose Hotel.

He refused to believe that, with Dai Mubai's status and family background, he only had ten Gold Soul Coins.

Besides, they had won forty thousand Gold Soul Coins. Dai Mubai had to have received at least some of it.

In the original story, Tang San and Xiao Wu first encountered Dai Mubai in this very Rose Hotel.

That was where his title of Whoring Douluo came from.

But now, it seemed these prematurely mature children would have to be properly disciplined and reformed!

Before long, Dai Mubai indeed arrived, with a woman tucked under each arm.

Oh? A threesome?

Lin Yichen put away his fan and walked straight toward the Rose Hotel.

The receptionist took one look at Lin Yichen's attire and guessed that he was definitely the young master of a wealthy family.

He immediately greeted him with a smile.

Lin Yichen raised a hand to signal him to keep quiet, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on Dai Mubai.

They had won forty thousand, but that money-grubbing old ghost Flander had given Dai Mubai only two hundred Gold Soul Coins.

Still, that was enough for Dai Mubai to enjoy himself with prostitutes for quite a while.

There was a woman under each arm. The petite and adorable one on the left was called Duoduo, while the busty, curvy one on the right was called Shuangshuang.

Their clothes were exceptionally revealing, thin as cicada wings.

The lace bras and triangular panties beneath could vaguely be seen.

Women of the trade all used an alias, one they only used when receiving clients.

As the saying went, only bodies entered, never lives.

One was practically a loli, while the other was a mature beauty!

The two women nestled against Dai Mubai's chest, their gazes infatuated.

"Young Master Dai~ You have to spoil us sisters properly today~"

It was Shuangshuang who spoke. As she said it, she licked her lips.

She seemed to be a woman skilled at verbal sparring with others.

Compared with her, Duoduo was somewhat shy. Clearly, she had not been in the business for many years.

With one woman in each arm, Dai Mubai wore a lecherous grin.

The thought of the wild, debauched pleasures to come thrilled him beyond measure.

After all, he had not touched a woman in an entire week!

A whole week!!

Just as Dai Mubai was paying at the front desk to book a room, a voice abruptly rang out and scared him into a cold sweat.

"Young Master Dai, what refined tastes."