A Wretched Son a Moment Ago, Now a Peerless Prodigy???

Outside the Boys' Dormitory.

The girls from the Second-Year Class had been hiding in a corner, chattering in hushed voices.

Suddenly, a jumble of footsteps came from the entrance to the Boys' Dormitory.

At the sound, the girls grew excited.

"They're coming out! They're coming out!"

"Quick, let's go look! Qian Renchuan must have gotten beaten to a pulp!"

The girls had wanted to find out just how badly Qian Renchuan had suffered and mock him while they were at it.

But then...

When they approached and saw who had come out...

Every one of them froze in place, eyes wide with shock.

They were utterly bewildered.

What was going on?

Huyan Ye and the others had emerged with bruised, swollen faces and torn clothes.

They propped one another up.

They looked utterly wretched.

Some were even groaning softly.

The girls were stunned, confusion written all over their faces.

What was going on?

Hadn't Huyan Ye and his dozen-odd companions gone to gang up on Qian Renchuan?

Why did they look like they were the ones who had been mobbed by a dozen people?

Standing at the back of the crowd, Qian Renxue was just as astonished.

Seeing Huyan Ye and the others with their faces swollen like pig heads sent waves of shock crashing through her.

How was this possible?

A dozen-odd Soul Grandmasters, and my big brother beat them all this badly by himself?

Even if they weren't allowed to use their martial souls in a private fight, it shouldn't have ended like this!

Was he really that strong???

Qian Renxue was bitterly disappointed, but even more than that, she was shaken.

She had thought Qian Renchuan would flee with his hands over his head, and that the humiliation might even awaken his competitive spirit.

Then he would start striving to better himself.

He would cultivate desperately.

And finally avenge his humiliation.

But what was this???

Never had she imagined that Qian Renchuan would crush everyone in a one-sided fight.

That physical strength...

He was an absolute monster!

At last, one of the girls in the crowd could not help asking cautiously,

"Class monitor, um..."

"What happened? Where's Qian Renchuan?"

At those words, Huyan Ye finally broke down and burst into loud sobs.

"Boohoo..."

"The Pope tricked us..."

"He's no useless weakling! Compared to him, we're the useless ones... boohoo..."

The girls exchanged bewildered looks again, completely at a loss.

The Pope tricked them?

What on earth was going on???

Elsewhere.

Spirit Academy.

The Chief's Office.

After learning that Huyan Ye and the others had made their move, the Academy Chiefs had been unable to sleep.

They had been waiting here for news all this time.

Qian Renchuan was the Pope's own son, after all. Even with the Pope's approval, they were still worried.

They feared that Qian Renchuan might actually be seriously hurt.

If he broke an arm or a leg and the Pope held them responsible, none of them could bear the consequences.

Fortunately, they did not have to wait long. Soon, hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Instructor Chen pushed the door open and hurried inside.

The Chiefs immediately rose and asked anxiously,

"Instructor Chen, what happened?"

"What's the situation?"

"How badly is Qian Renchuan hurt? Has he been taken to the Infirmary?"

But Instructor Chen stood before them with an odd, almost constipated expression.

He looked at the anxious Academy Chiefs, then swallowed.

Only then did he draw a deep breath and say,

"Chiefs, Qian Renchuan is fine."

At that, they finally breathed sighs of relief.

"As long as he's fine. That's all that matters."

"It seems Huyan Ye and the others knew when to stop. They didn't cause any serious trouble."

The Chiefs all assumed that Huyan Ye and his companions had shown enough restraint to avoid a disaster.

Whatever the case, as long as Qian Renchuan was unharmed...

They would be able to answer to the Pope.

But then, to their surprise, Instructor Chen continued,

"He was the one who beat everyone else."

Huh?

Inside the office...

Dead silence fell.

At first, the Chiefs failed to grasp his meaning. When it finally sank in, they were stunned.

Every one of them stared, dumbfounded.

They stammered in disbelief,

"In-Instructor Chen..."

"What did you say?"

"He beat all of them? How is that possible?"

"I didn't believe it at first, either."

Instructor Chen gave a wry smile, then recounted everything he had witnessed in detail.

After hearing his account...

The Chiefs were even more flabbergasted.

"What? Without using his martial soul, he beat a dozen-odd Soul Grandmasters until they cried for their parents, relying on physical strength alone?"

"Is... is he really a six-year-old child?"

The Chiefs could no longer sit still. They exclaimed urgently,

"Hurry!"

"Tell the Pope at once!"

"This is huge!"

"The Eldest Young Master is a true genius!!!"

The Pope's Palace.

Pope Qian Xunji had gone to sleep, only to be urgently awakened by Yue Guan.

Jolted from his dreams, Qian Xunji sat bolt upright, seething with irritation. His voice was icy.

"Yue Guan, you'd better have a good reason, or you'll regret this tonight."

Yue Guan entered with a wry smile.

"Your Holiness, there's news about the Eldest Young Master."

Hearing that it was about Qian Renchuan again only irritated Qian Xunji further.

He had been awakened in the middle of the night for news about that wretched son. He did not want to hear it.

"Must every last piece of bullshit be reported to me?"

"Can't you handle it yourself?"

"If he's hurt, send him to the Infirmary. As long as he's not dead, it's fine! Must you bother me over something so trivial?"

Yue Guan smiled wryly again.

Even he had found the news hard to believe when he first received it.

After all, the Eldest Young Master was only six, while Huyan Ye and his companions were all eleven- or twelve-year-old boys.

And this was the Douluo Continent, where many eleven- or twelve-year-olds were already almost as tall as adults.

And now they were saying the Eldest Young Master had taken down a dozen-odd boys that age all by himself???

But the messenger had sworn it was true. What else could he do?

Yue Guan could only hurry to explain,

"Your Holiness, the Eldest Young Master wasn't injured."

"He's unharmed. It's the people who went to beat him up who got hurt again."

Qian Xunji froze.

"What do you mean?"

Only then did Yue Guan recount everything that had happened at Spirit Academy that night.

"Without using his martial soul, the Eldest Young Master single-handedly beat a dozen-odd Soul Grandmasters to the ground."

"Huyan Ye and the others are all lying in the Infirmary now."

After hearing this, Qian Xunji...

Lost every trace of sleepiness. Utterly stunned, he sprang straight up from his bed.

"What did you say? He beat a dozen-odd Soul Grandmasters by himself?"

After a brief moment of shock, Qian Xunji was overjoyed and burst into delighted laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good! Excellent!"

"Qian Renchuan truly is a son worthy of me!"

"He hasn't disgraced our Qian Family!"

"That physical strength, that talent—he's a peerless prodigy!"