Put up with it? Not a chance!

Although Mu En had used Bei Bei as a comparison, he really wasn't all that frustrated with his failure to live up to expectations.

He wasn't a rigid elder. For Bei Bei, his only descendant by blood, Mu En mostly hoped that he would live for himself. As long as he was happy and cheerful, that was enough.

As for strength, with Bei Bei's Martial Soul talent, his future couldn't turn out too badly. He would certainly be strong enough to protect himself.

Besides, he had Shrek backing him.

As long as Bei Bei never faced any agonizing choices amid the great upheavals of life, Mu En would already be satisfied.

One could say that, on the one hand, Mu En hoped Bei Bei would make something of himself, becoming a Limit Douluo of his generation just as he had, a white jade pillar holding up Shrek's heavens. On the other hand, he didn't want Bei Bei to be quite so accomplished, or to spend his life as exhausted as he himself had been.

An elder's conflicting feelings.

Leaving Mu En's thoughts aside for now, after a brief spell of work, Su Yuan had cleared away most of the ice in his dorm room.

With the ice removed, the room was incredibly clean, practically spotless.

It was inevitably a little freezing, though. A layer of cold mist hung inside the doorway and outside the window, and icy meltwater lingered on the floor. The entire room had practically become a freezer.

But that didn't affect Su Yuan. He wasn't afraid of the cold.

After making his bed, he sat down on it and began cultivating.

The afternoon passed peacefully in cultivation.

The roommate assigned to him hadn't arrived.

His next-door neighbor, however, arrived after nightfall and was now busily cleaning his room.

Su Yuan happened to come out of meditation at that moment as well. Slowly opening his eyes, he glanced at the sky outside the window and decided that, since it was already this late, he might as well eat first.

Yet the moment he pushed open the door, a freshly spawned little Huo the housewife appeared before him, carrying half a bucket of clean water in his left hand and gripping a mop in his right, with a towel draped over his arm.

All he needed was an apron tied around his waist.

Seeing Su Yuan come out, Huo Yuhao merely nodded politely, then walked around him into Room 108 next door and continued huffing and puffing as he wiped down the bed and desk and mopped the floor.

Su Yuan, on the other hand, froze for a moment, then stood in the doorway and pondered.

Was Lao Huo really this polite?

Mu En: Yes, he was a remarkably polite child.

Then again, under Huo Yun'er's guidance, although her death had made Huo Yuhao somewhat extreme, he really wasn't all that outrageous.

Most of his later outrageous behavior and actions had been forcibly squeezed out of him under the combined pressure of Shrek and God King Tang. He could truly be called the most repressed person in Douluo.

He couldn't even vent when he wanted to, because his wife had been locked away too.

"Why do I care so much? Whatever his personality is like, as long as he drops traits for me, that's enough." Su Yuan shook his head and went to the cafeteria for another Grade A Meal.

When he returned after eating, Huo Yuhao actually still wasn't finished. He was still there, huffing and puffing as he scrubbed the bedboards.

Martial Souls really were handy.

Su Yuan couldn't help marveling.

Used properly, a suitable Martial Soul could save an untold amount of time and energy.

What he had finished with a single Soul Skill had taken Huo Yuhao so long that he had already been cleaning before Su Yuan went to eat, and still hadn't finished by the time Su Yuan returned.

But if Su Yuan remembered correctly, Lao Huo didn't have any bedding. In that case, he really did need to scrub the bedboards clean. Otherwise, the only difference between that and sleeping directly on the floor was that the floor was a little colder.

He looked back at his own room.

The door was open, and the lights were on inside.

Su Yuan had shut both the door and the lights off before going to eat, which proved that his roommate had arrived too.

Somewhat curious, Su Yuan passed Lao Huo, who was still toiling away, and headed toward his own room.

But the moment he pushed open the half-closed door, his expression stiffened.

The room he had cleaned so thoroughly just that afternoon was now piled with miscellaneous clutter and rubbish. The already cramped room barely had anywhere left to put his feet.

There were two beds. Su Yuan had originally claimed the one by the window, but his bedding had been rolled up and tossed onto the other bed.

His original bed, meanwhile, was covered in layers of soft blankets and bedding. A ball of flesh dressed in luxurious clothes lay on it with his legs crossed, gnawing on a chicken drumstick in one hand and a pig's trotter in the other, grease smeared all over his mouth.

He casually tossed the stripped chicken bones onto the floor. A few had even landed in Su Yuan's bedding on the neighboring bed.

The visual assault was already intense enough. The mingled stench, like something out of a pigsty, delivered an unparalleled assault on the nose.

Seeing Su Yuan return, the fat boy on the bed raised his head to glance at him, then lowered it again and continued eating.

He had absolutely no awareness that the star of death was already flashing above his head.

Put up with a filthy, messy, ill-mannered roommate?

Fuck that. Not a chance!

"You fat pig, you've got some nerve, haven't you?" Su Yuan folded his arms and leaned against the doorframe, a kindly smile appearing on his face.

Su Yuan received no answer from the fat boy. All he got was a half-eaten pig's trotter hurled at him.

"Roar-"

An enraged dragon's roar shook the entire dormitory building. Accompanied by a pig-slaughtering squeal, an ice dragon dozens of meters long bit down on the fat boy, blasted through the entire dormitory wall, and flew off into the distance.

Next door, Huo Yuhao had just finished scrubbing his bedboards. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the dragon's roar startled him into a shudder.

It wasn't just him. Everyone in the dormitory building, and even people across more than half the Outer Academy, saw the ice dragon flying through the sky.

And the fat boy who had acted all high and mighty, only to be sent flying by a vicious blow.

Finally, the ice dragon plunged violently into Sea God Lake and vanished. The arrogant fat boy went from fat pig to flying pig to dead pig, floating up from the lake bottom with both arms twisted at unnatural angles.

Su Yuan couldn't be bothered to figure out which pig's trotter he had used to throw that pig's trotter at him, but he had definitely used both of them while scattering rubbish around the room.

Then he might as well cripple both trotters.

Inside the dormitory building, Su Yuan stood expressionlessly with his right hand extended. Around his right forearm, three Magic Array-shaped Light Wheels formed from ice-blue cold energy were slowly fading.

His soaring blood pressure finally eased a little too.

"You little rascal, how did you cause such a huge commotion on your very first day at the academy?" Mu En's voice suddenly rang out, caught between laughter and tears. His figure, supported by a cane, silently appeared beside Su Yuan.

In response to Mu En's question, Su Yuan said nothing. He merely looked quietly toward the bed that Profound Ice Dragon Soars hadn't destroyed, and the rubbish piled across that half of the room.

At that moment, sound spoke louder than silence.

It wasn't that I wanted to beat him up. He was provoking me! He kept provoking me!

Su Yuan had never imagined that his first use of Profound Ice Dragon Soars would be against such a disgusting fat bastard.

Mu En was speechless as well.

It wasn't as though they had never had students like this before, students who relied on their noble status to look down on other "lowly people," or even directly bullied them.

Leaving everyone else aside, hadn't Dong Qu started off by bullying Lao Huo too, only to end up pinned to the ground by a string of moves because he wasn't as ruthless as Lao Huo?

The academy had no shortage of cases where commoner students turned the tables on noble students.

Shrek's upper ranks also refrained from interfering in such matters by default, letting them compete among themselves, whether that competition was healthy or vicious. It was only the Outer Academy, after all.

But a case like Su Yuan's, causing such an enormous commotion that half the Outer Academy was alarmed, really was a first.