The Grill Master, Huo Yuhao!

Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao cultivated in the dormitory.

They made the most of the Whale Rubber to strengthen their bodies.

But things were rather different on Qian Renchuan's side.

For the past few days, he had arrived at class on time every day. He no longer slept with his head on the desk, either.

But he had found a new way to make school entertaining.

The moment class ended each day, Qian Renchuan took a few of his followers roaming around Spirit Academy's Back Mountain.

As for what he was doing there, the academy higher-ups neither interfered nor had any way to.

As long as the Eldest Young Master didn't lead the charge in causing trouble,

and didn't beat students from other classes black and blue, they counted their blessings.

Still, with things going this way,

the Second-Year Class's vice monitor, Zhang Meng, had it rough.

Qian Renchuan had become a monitor in name only, leaving every unpleasant chore in the class to Zhang Meng.

Yet Zhang Meng seemed to enjoy it.

Whenever he saw Qian Renchuan, he grinned from ear to ear.

"Eldest Young Master" this and "Monitor" that—he sounded so affectionate that Qian Renchuan rather liked it.

So what exactly was Qian Renchuan doing on Back Mountain?

Fishing, of course.

Fishing.

That was right.

Literally fishing.

He had suddenly realized he was getting tired of Spirit Academy's cafeteria food.

It was a school cafeteria, after all. The same dishes came around again and again, and he was sick of them.

He wanted something flavorful. Something wild.

So, two days earlier, he had taken a few followers to scout Back Mountain.

They looked for pools, stretches of river with gentle currents, and places where the fish were fattest.

His followers were thrilled to be doing errands for the Eldest Young Master.

This was the perfect chance to get close to the future master of Spirit Hall!

Naturally, they had no complaints.

Wherever he pointed, they went.

At noon that day,

the sun shone pleasantly, and the breeze was mild.

Beside a clear stream on Back Mountain,

Qian Renchuan sat on a large rock by the bank. With a sweep of his hand, he ordered,

"Go catch your monitor a few of the fattest fish!"

Zhao Mang and the others immediately took off their shoes and socks, rolled up their trouser legs, and splashed into the stream to catch fish.

But the fish were wily.

They darted this way and that,

too slippery to hold.

The boys thrashed around until they were soaked, yet couldn't catch a single fish.

Li Yan wiped water from his face and grew impatient.

"Brothers, summon your Martial Souls! Blast them with Soul Skills!"

The others were about to channel their Soul Power

when Qian Renchuan raised an eyebrow from the bank and stopped them.

"What are you doing?"

"No Soul Skills!"

Li Yan froze and turned to him in confusion.

"Why, Monitor? They're too hard to catch without Soul Skills."

"Fish killed by an explosion or an electric shock have ruined flesh. They won't taste good at all!"

"If you want something delicious, catch them by hand. Keep the meat fresh and firm. Got it?"

Li Yan and the others thought it sounded like a hassle, but who would dare disobey their monitor?

So they bent over again and kept trying to catch fish barehanded.

After much splashing about,

one of them finally caught a large grass carp. Gripping its gills with both hands, he lifted it out of the water and shouted excitedly,

"Monitor! Eldest Young Master! I caught one!"

"It's huge!"

Qian Renchuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad. Bring it up and get a fire going!"

Before long, several plump fish lay on the grass by the bank.

Zhao Mang and the others hurried off to gather firewood and light a fire.

Then came the grilling.

But these boys were barely into their teens. At home, they were pampered young masters who had never had to lift a finger. When had they ever done work like this?

Not one of them knew how to grill fish.

Some hadn't even removed all the scales. Others threw their fish straight into the fire.

The result was predictable.

Several perfectly good fish were roasted into a mess.

Some were charred black on the outside while blood still seeped from the inside.

Others had fallen into the fire and were coated in ash.

Looking at the skewers of unrecognizable black lumps before him, Qian Renchuan sighed helplessly.

"You good-for-nothings can't even grill a fish. How are you going to make it on Douluo Continent?"

Li Yan and the others scratched their heads awkwardly, not daring to answer.

But the sight of those charcoal-black fish suddenly reminded Qian Renchuan of someone.

Huo Yuhao!

The others couldn't grill fish, but surely that guy still could?

He was renowned across Douluo Continent for his grilled fish. Who knew how many people he had won over with that one skill?

But he's obsessed with cultivation now. He stays in the dormitory and trains all day.

How can I get him to grill fish for me?

Qian Renchuan stroked his chin and pondered.

The next moment,

his eyes lit up.

He immediately told his followers to collect every fish from the ground and pack them up.

They were puzzled, but it was the Eldest Young Master's order. Without questioning it, they quickly picked up all the charred fish from the fire and wrapped them, holding the packages with baffled looks.

Then Qian Renchuan turned and waved.

"Let's go."

"All of you, come with me. Take the afternoon off."

"As your monitor, I approve it."

The boys stared at him again.

Just like that, they had the afternoon off?

Before long, Qian Renchuan swaggered back to the dormitory with his followers.

He pushed open the door. Sure enough,

Huo Yuhao was still sitting cross-legged on his bed, Carving Knife in hand, engraving a Soul Tool's Core Magic Array into a piece of metal.

At the sound of the door opening,

Huo Yuhao merely glanced up.

Seeing Qian Renchuan and the others enter, he paid them no mind and lowered his head to continue carving.

After all, as far as he was concerned, Qian Renchuan was only six years old.

The boy knew nothing about Soul Tools.

There was no need to hide his work. Showing it openly was better than acting secretive and arousing suspicion.

Once inside, Qian Renchuan went to sit on his bed.

He looked at Huo Yuhao across from him, deliberately putting a troubled expression on his young face.

Behind him, Zhao Mang, Li Yan, and the others exchanged puzzled glances.

But since the Eldest Young Master said nothing, they didn't dare ask. They simply stood quietly to one side.

After a long while,

Huo Yuhao, still engraving the Core Magic Array, finally noticed something was off with Qian Renchuan.

He hadn't intended to pry.

But remembering how Qian Renchuan had given him premium Whale Rubber without hesitation, he stopped carving.

He looked up and asked in confusion,

"Boss, what's wrong?"