Seeing Tang San looking like a drowned rat, Xiao Wu thought of how this Little Scumbag, who did not even dare fight her, had actually boasted shamelessly in front of Yu Xiaogang about becoming her senior brother.
A look of disgust spread across her face.
"Oh! Tang San, which ditch did you fall into? Why do you stink, too?"
It would have been fine if she had not brought it up. The moment she did, Tang San's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Especially under everyone's gaze, he felt that he had lost all face, and someone had even stomped on it twice.
But faced with such a pretty girl as Xiao Wu, Tang San, an old bachelor who had been single for over thirty years across his past and present lives, simply could not get angry.
Instead, he directed all his dissatisfaction at Li Jin.
Why?
They were both working students from villages. He was so poor he could not even afford food, while the other boy's village had dug up a gold mine and had more money than it could spend.
They both had trash martial souls. Neither Koi nor Blue Silver Grass was any nobler than the other.
Xiao Wu liked him. Everyone liked him.
Tang San said stiffly,
"My business has nothing to do with you."
With that, Tang San sat back down on his bed.
Crash!
His wooden bed shattered straight into a floorful of broken planks.
It gave Wang Sheng and everyone else a fright.
Wang Sheng scratched his head.
"The dorm the school gave us might be shabby, but the school's wooden beds are still pretty sturdy. How did Tang San collapse one just by sitting on it?"
"Tang San, this is school property. Since you broke it, you'll have to pay for it."
Veins bulged on Tang San's forehead. This piece of junk could not even support his weight, yet he had to pay for it when it collapsed.
He had grown up eating rice gruel and pickled vegetables and weighed less than fifty jin.
Bad luck! Bad luck! Bad luck!
Tang San was on the verge of a breakdown. He wanted to throw back his head and roar, Why am I always the unlucky one?
Among the crowd, Li Jin shook his head with a rueful expression.
Tang San was probably cursing him in his mind.
Judging by his rotten luck today, he had probably been cursing him quite a lot.
Li Jin knew just how terrifying his Koi Physique was.
Anything unfavorable to him would be forcibly reversed.
"Tang San, with that gloomy face and that look of bitter resentment, you make it seem like we bullied you. We haven't even touched you."
"When the dorm supervisor comes, explain it to him yourself. You broke the bed by sitting on it. It has nothing to do with us."
As he spoke, Li Jin walked back to his bedside.
Seeing Tang San's wretchedly unlucky state, even Xiao Wu stopped mocking him.
She kept far away from Tang San, as though avoiding a harbinger of disaster.
If she got too close to someone like him, she might end up catching his bad luck.
Wang Sheng and the others looked as though they wanted to laugh but dared not laugh aloud, afraid Tang San would pin the blame on them.
It was as though a thick barrier had risen among all the working students.
Through his own bad luck, Tang San had forcibly isolated everyone else.
Li Jin sat back on his bed, preparing to continue meditating.
Xiao Wu kicked off her shoes and flung herself onto the bed with delight. Turning toward Li Jin, she propped her chin on one hand and said with a beaming smile,
"Li Jin, aren't you a little too hardworking? You cultivated all afternoon, and you're still going to cultivate tonight? Don't you sleep?"
Hearing this, Li Jin inwardly grumbled about Xiao Wu. As a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, she did not need to cultivate at all. As her body grew, she could absorb her origin essence and rapidly increase her cultivation.
But then he reconsidered. Xiao Wu had undergone a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast Transformation and did not need to cultivate herself, but he was a Koi. If he cultivated diligently, he would be doing his Koi Physique a disservice.
"All right, then. No more cultivating. Time to sleep."
Li Jin took off his clothes and shoes and burrowed under the quilt.
The moment Xiao Wu saw Li Jin roll up more than half the quilt around himself, she refused to stand for it.
"Li Jin, I've given it some serious thought. You should go cultivate after all. Leave the soft quilt to me."
"Think about it. Every extra moment of cultivation gives you a little more Soul Power, and you'll become a great Soul Master sooner."
As Xiao Wu spoke, she also burrowed under the quilt and pulled the part covering Li Jin toward her.
Naturally, Li Jin refused to surrender an inch of quilt. His normally calm, composed face tightened into battle readiness.
"Xiao Wu, I'm going to be a support Soul Master. Support Soul Masters cultivate slowly to begin with, so why should I work so hard at it?"
"I might as well get comfortable and go to sleep early."
"Xiao Wu, you're so good at fighting that you're definitely going to become a combat Soul Master. You're the one who should cultivate diligently."
Xiao Wu grew anxious. There was only one quilt. The more Li Jin covered himself with, the less she had. How could that be allowed?
She pouted her soft pink lips, as though she had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.
"Li Jin, you don't care about your wife!"
"I'm going to marry you and be your wife someday. You won't even let me have the quilt?"
Li Jin did not fall for that.
"Even husband and wife need to keep their accounts straight. You want the quilt? Fine, come take it yourself. Let's each use our own abilities."
Xiao Wu had still been tugging at the quilt, but hearing Li Jin's words, she seemed to see the light and pounced straight at him.
"Right, our own abilities! Let's see how a support Soul Master like you, without even the strength to truss a chicken, can resist Sister Xiao Wu. I've got plenty of strength and tricks."
In an instant, the two were wrestling together.
It really was just as Xiao Wu had said. Li Jin did not have the strength to truss a chicken, while Xiao Wu knew Soft Skill and had plenty of strength and tricks.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Wu was straddling Li Jin, pinning his wrists with both hands as she said smugly,
"Heehee, Li Jin, do you surrender?"
Looking grief-stricken and indignant, Li Jin shouted, "I won't surrender!" He twisted and struggled, constantly trying to turn the tables.
Xiao Wu wore a "sinister grin," trying her best to look ferocious, but on her rosy, adorable little face, it only looked babyishly fierce.
"Then keep struggling. The more you struggle, the more excited Sister Xiao Wu gets. Kekeke..."
"Besides, even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come to help you, because Dorm Seven is Sister Xiao Wu's domain."
The two goofballs kept tussling and playing around!
Watching them, Tang San clenched his teeth, his heart filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Soaked through and sitting on his collapsed bed, he had to endure the sounds of Li Jin and Xiao Wu's horseplay even if he wanted to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Originally, there had still been a dividing line down the middle of their bed.
But after all this tussling, what dividing line was left?
They were already wrapped in each other's arms.
Why does this Li Jin get all the good things? It makes me so envious...
Meanwhile, Wang Sheng and the others exchanged looks as they watched Li Jin and Xiao Wu tussling.
One was the dorm's boss, and the other was its financial backer.
Who among them would dare interfere?
In the end, Wang Sheng waved his hand, struggling to suppress the upward curl of his lips.
"Break it up. Everyone, break it up."
"I've heard the adults at home say that husband and wife fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot. Brother Li Jin and Sister Xiao Wu have already pledged themselves to each other. Their horseplay is none of our business."
"Go meditate, everyone. If we can't break through to rank ten Soul Power before graduation, our whole lives will be finished."
Afterward, all the working students went back to meditating. Though their talent was ordinary, they worked very hard at meditation.
This was their only chance in life to turn their fortunes around.