How Wonderful, I Wanted to Drop Out on My First Day of School

"I thought someone who could make peerless beauty Bibi Dong and great beauty Liu Erlong fall head over heels for him would at least be handsome. I never expected... sigh..."

Chu Zhao admitted that she was someone who judged by appearances. She was very shallow.

So when she saw the utterly ordinary, even rather plain-looking Yu Xiaogang, she felt quite worried about the two beauties' eyesight.

While Chu Zhao shook her head and sighed, Yu Xiaogang had already used a seemingly flawless set of theories to make Tang San utterly convinced, establishing their master-disciple relationship.

As Chu Zhao silently watched the show, she had not expected to have a role in it herself.

"Your name is Chu Zhao, and your martial soul is a Farm Tool Scythe?"

Suddenly mentioned by Yu Xiaogang, Chu Zhao's body reacted before her mind could, even as she was still lost in thought.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"That is strange. An ordinary farm tool martial soul should almost never possess Soul Power."

Here it came. Yu Xiaogang and his theories.

"Farm tool martial souls are the most common martial souls on the continent. About half the people on the continent possess farm tool martial souls. Because their numbers are so vast, I only surveyed one thousand people with Farm Tool Scythe martial souls. Among them, only one possessed Soul Power, and even then, it was less than half a level."

"So your martial soul should not be a Farm Tool Scythe. Its quality should be considerably higher."

Although many of Yu Xiaogang's theories were wrong, he was still far more reliable than many ordinary soul masters.

At the very least, on the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, who was also a Soul Grandmaster, the entry for Chu Zhao's martial soul had indeed been written as Farm Tool Scythe.

Yet Yu Xiaogang had been able to infer from her Innate Soul Power that Chu Zhao's martial soul was of higher quality than a Farm Tool Scythe.

Though it was only marginally better, it was still much stronger.

"There isn't much difference, is there? Level-one Soul Power and half-level Soul Power are both very low. Maybe I was just lucky."

Chu Zhao poked her fingers together in front of her chest and lowered her head, looking utterly dejected.

"There is a difference. The higher one's Innate Soul Power, the faster one cultivates. Someone with level-one Innate Soul Power cultivates twice as fast as someone with half-level Innate Soul Power. You need not feel inferior. As long as you work hard enough, devote more time to cultivation, and make up for your shortcomings through diligence, you will surely gain something."

Yu Xiaogang actually comforted Chu Zhao. That was truly rare.

Only Yu Xiaogang himself knew that he saw his own reflection in Chu Zhao. Back when he had possessed only half-level Innate Soul Power, he had felt deeply inferior when facing clansmen whose Innate Soul Power far surpassed his own.

And Chu Zhao, with her level-one Innate Soul Power, probably felt exactly as he had back then when facing Tang San, who possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

"Chu Zhao, Teacher is right. Diligence can make up for shortcomings. You will definitely succeed."

Tang San also echoed Yu Xiaogang and comforted Chu Zhao.

But likewise, only Chu Zhao herself knew that she simply found Yu Xiaogang too talkative. She really was such a cold and heartless child.

"Mm-hmm, thank you both. I'll definitely work hard." Work hard enough to grind you both to death.

After Yu Xiaogang took the two of them to complete their registration, Chu Zhao's ordinary mission displayed as completed, and her Soul Power rose from level twenty-three to level twenty-four.

When she heard that she and Tang San had been assigned to Seventh Dormitory together, Chu Zhao could not help asking.

"Hello, Director. Are students required to live on campus? Are the dormitories all mixed?"

She really was not used to sleeping in the same room as other people!!!

But the answer was destined to disappoint Chu Zhao.

"You must live on campus, and everyone shares rooms. For the other grades, each grade lives in one dormitory. You work-study students are different. You all live together, in Seventh Dormitory.

You are only children between six and twelve years old. There is nothing wrong with living together."

That was how the director in charge of registration answered.

Chu Zhao merely smiled without speaking, inwardly speechless to the extreme.

Twelve-year-old girls had already entered puberty, okay? And boys and girls, unrelated to one another, all living in the same room—was that really okay...

Chu Zhao truly could not accept it.

How wonderful. She wanted to drop out on her first day of school?

With a smile that did not reach her eyes all the way, she and Tang San arrived at the entrance of Seventh Dormitory, where the sound of boisterous chatter came from inside.

Fortunately, the dormitory was quite large, a full three hundred square meters, enough to fit fifty beds laid out flat.

With a single glance, Chu Zhao had already picked out her bed: directly opposite the door, in a relatively empty area.

Later, she could move the bed, get a few wooden boards, and put up partitions to create a separate room. She could make do with it for now.

Just as Chu Zhao was calculating how many wooden boards she would need, she heard the Death God Cultivation System's voice again.

Temporary Mission: No matter where my host is, she should be someone who stands out. Defeat Tang San and secure your position as the boss of Seventh Dormitory.

Reward for completing the mission: One chance to waive the penalty for mission failure.

It was the first time she had encountered such a reward, and Chu Zhao immediately looked at Tang San.

"What is it?"

Tang San felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly sensed Chu Zhao's rather heated gaze.

"Let's fight. I've got my eye on the position of boss of Seventh Dormitory."

"No, no need. If you want to be the boss, I'll just give it to you."

Tang San had not wanted to be any sort of boss in the first place, so upon hearing Chu Zhao say this, he immediately declined.

"Boss, who's this pretty little sister? She can't be your..."

Only after sparring with Tang San did Wang Sheng notice Chu Zhao, who had been standing there like an invisible person. However, his tone and gaze were truly unpleasant, as were his unfinished words.

"Don't talk nonsense. We're just from the same village."

Tang San, who likewise possessed an adult soul, naturally sensed that something was wrong. He hurriedly stopped Wang Sheng from saying more.

"Oh~"

Amid that drawn-out ending, Chu Zhao released her martial soul.

The Scythe slashed through the air toward an empty bed. As a chilling aura spread, a crisp crack rang out, and the dormitory, which had been bustling just moments before, instantly fell silent.

Quite a few people standing closer to Chu Zhao instinctively jumped back, moving farther away from her.

Looking at the empty bed with one corner neatly sliced off, everyone except Tang San fell silent in fear.

They could not help wondering what would have happened if that strike had been aimed at them. Their little bodies were nowhere near as hard as that bedframe.

"Can we have a proper match now?"

Putting away her martial soul, Chu Zhao looked at Tang San, still smiling.

"I suppose... we can."

Tang San had wanted to refuse again and simply give Chu Zhao the position of dormitory boss, but the words changed course at his lips, and he agreed to her request.

He knew that although Chu Zhao was young, she was very proud.

What she wanted was to defeat him openly and fairly, not accept the "concession" he considered generous.

And after seeing Chu Zhao's move just now, Tang San also wanted to test her strength.