Xiao Wu, Best for Braising and Stir-Frying!

"Another newcomer?"

The people gathered around Yang Yunhai's bed turned their heads one after another. Wang Sheng even rose directly to his feet and strode toward the door.

Dorm Seven had not received any new work-study students for several years. Yet two had suddenly arrived this year. He found it hard to believe. He was worried that noble Spirit Masters had come looking for trouble. As the dorm leader, it was his duty to stand at the front and defend his brothers.

Before he reached the doorway, Tang San entered his view.

After glancing at Tang San's clothes, Wang Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "A new work-study student?"

"Hello, I'm a work-study student from Holy Soul Village." Tang San wore a faint smile.

"My name is Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is the Battle Tiger. I'll become a Battle Spirit Master in the future, and I'm also the leader here." Seeing that Tang San had not introduced his name or Martial Soul, Wang Sheng briefly introduced himself before asking, "Kid, what's your name? What's your Martial Soul?"

"What's your Innate Soul Power?" Remembering Yang Yunhai's earlier declaration of his Innate Soul Power Level, he added another question.

Compared to a Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power indeed better represented a Spirit Master's talent and potential.

"My name is Tang San. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my Innate Soul Power is Level 10." Tang San frowned slightly, but still answered truthfully.

They had barely met, yet Wang Sheng was already prying into everything. He did not like this way of speaking.

"Innate Soul Power Level 10!" Wang Sheng was instantly shocked, then his expression turned solemn. "Tang San, you have Innate Full Soul Power. Your Soul Power is even higher than mine, so you must be quite strong. We have to fight to decide who'll be the dorm leader."

Sure enough, he's just a child. The moment he heard I have Innate Full Soul Power, he challenged me to a fight. So competitive, worrying over nothing. Tang San's expression cooled slightly. "Sorry, I came here to study. I'm not interested in fighting or being the leader. Could you move aside?"

Wang Sheng did not step aside. Instead, he said seriously, "Tang San, if you don't want to be the leader, then you'll have to listen to me from now on."

What unreasonable nonsense. Impatience immediately appeared on Tang San's face, and he lifted a foot to walk around him.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng instinctively raised a hand toward Tang San's shoulder, intending to stop him and explain the dorm rules.

Although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was widely recognized as a Useless Martial Soul, he possessed Innate Full Soul Power at Level 10. Wang Sheng did not want to offend him, but neither did he want to break the dorm's rules. In fact, he hoped Tang San could defeat him and take over as the dorm leader.

The work-study students were always bullied at the academy. They truly needed someone strong to protect them.

A show of force? Tang San frowned, and his body reacted instantly. His waist sank slightly as his upper body leaned back and to the side, dodging Wang Sheng's outstretched hand. Then he twisted at the waist and drove his shoulder forward, his elbow immediately striking Wang Sheng in the side. He stepped forward with his right foot, grabbed Wang Sheng's arm with both hands, and pulled with the momentum. Stagger, stagger, stagger—Wang Sheng instantly lost his balance and stumbled forward.

With a bang, his body slammed into the door, finally stopping there.

"Boss!" The old dorm residents cried out in alarm. Their gazes toward Tang San turned somewhat unfriendly, even carrying a trace of fear.

"I'm fine!" Wang Sheng immediately called out when he saw his dormmates about to rush over.

Then, bracing himself against the door, he straightened and looked at Tang San with surprise and suspicion. "Tang San, was that a soul skill you just used?"

"A soul skill?" Confusion appeared on Tang San's face. This was not the first time he had heard that term.

"What is a soul skill?" he could not help asking.

"It's a technique used through one's Martial Soul and Soul Power." Wang Sheng scratched his head, walked forward, and continued, "Tang San, sorry. You may have misunderstood just now. I wasn't trying to stop you on purpose. It's just that..."

At that point, a bitter smile spread across his face.

He pulled up both sleeves, revealing seven or eight bluish-purple bruises on his arms.

"These are?" Tang San was immediately surprised.

He had indeed used some force just now, and Wang Sheng had definitely been hurt by that collision, but it should not have left so many bruises.

"I got these from students in other dorms on the way to school yesterday." Wang Sheng's voice carried a trace of grievance. "We work-study students all come from poor families. We have neither power nor influence, and our talent and strength are low. We're often bullied by students from the other dorms at the academy. That's why Dorm Seven can only stick together and choose the strongest person as our leader, someone who can stand up for us."

"Tang San, you're much stronger than I am. I want to give you the leader's position."

A sense of justice was a fundamental quality of a chivalrous man. Suppressing the strong and aiding the weak, protecting those who could not protect themselves—those were things every righteous person should do. Tang San's expression softened, and he nodded slightly. "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't stand by and watch the dorm students get bullied."

"That's wonderful." Wang Sheng immediately went from worry to joy.

Just then, a crisp voice called from outside the door. "Is this Dorm Seven?"

Everyone turned to look, and several of the boys immediately stared blankly.

Standing in the doorway was an exceptionally sweet-looking little girl. Her long black hair was braided into a scorpion braid that hung to her hips. Her cheeks were soft and pink, while her pink eyes shone brightly like water as she curiously looked around. She was utterly adorable.

Xiao Wu? I wonder whether Tang Hao is watching from outside right now. The girl truly was cute. She looked like the sort who easily stirred one's protective instincts and made people reluctant to hurt her. But at this moment, Yang Yunhai wanted even more to make her reveal her true form, then braise and stir-fry her, while stripping off her Soul Bone along the way.

Xiao Wu's Spirit Ring might not be particularly suitable for him, but her Soul Bone was truly tempting. The two Soul Bone skills, Teleport and Invincible Golden Body, absolutely deserved to be called god-tier skills.

Strength was the capital a Spirit Master needed to survive. A soul beast was a soul beast—he did not care whether it had taken human form.

Besides, he had never particularly liked Xiao Wu when reading the original work.

She was far too lovestruck, and her temper was terrible!

As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form, carrying the blood-deep grudge of her mother's death into the human world, she should have focused on cultivating properly. Instead, she slacked off and only knew how to play. Both she and Tang San possessed Innate Full Soul Power, and she even had the foundation of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. During their time at Notting City Academy, she clearly had more time to cultivate than Tang San, who had to go work at the Blacksmith Shop every afternoon. Yet by graduation, her Soul Power Level was still the same as Tang San's.

Later, she obtained the god-tier Immortal Herb, Lovesick Heartbreak Red, but did not eat it. She simply kept it as a memento. That was utterly absurd!

As for her temper, it had been displayed to the fullest when she participated in Spirit Battles at Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.

When facing the Tie Brothers, the moment she saw Tang San injured, she immediately flew into a rage and unleashed the Silent Sleeve Arrow. She nearly shot the already poisoned Tie Brothers to death on the spot. It was terrifying.

So it's fine for others to take a beating, but she can't suffer even the slightest loss?

On top of that, her mouth was foul. If she disliked someone, she cursed them. Things like "brothel girl" and "freak"—she spat ugly insults without hesitation.

In any case, he had not come away with a good impression of her when reading the original novel, and revisiting it later had only worsened that impression.

Still, a book was a book, and reality was reality. Now that he had seen her in person, he would not bear hostility toward her because of his impressions from his past life. The only reason he wanted to kill Xiao Wu was because her true body was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and absorbing her Soul Bone could increase his strength.

Unfortunately, I'm still a weakling. There's no way I can beat her. And Tang Hao, that peeping freak, is outside too. There's no hope in the short term. Thinking this, he shifted slightly to the side, letting the boys in front completely block his small body from view.

Before he had fully grown, he felt it was better to remain an unnoticed little nobody.

"Can boys and girls live together here?" A questioning voice suddenly broke the silence.

It was Tang San who had asked.