After entering his dormitory, Yun Feng quickly tidied up the room with the help of Teacher Mo Hen. When Mo Hen asked if he needed further assistance, Yun Feng politely declined, saying there was nothing else he needed. Satisfied, Mo Hen left, even humming a cheerful tune as he walked away, clearly in a great mood.
After staying in his room for a while, Yun Feng decided to explore the academy. Since he would be spending most of his time here, getting to know the place early seemed like a good idea.
As Yun Feng descended the stairs, a loud noise followed by a painful scream caught his attention. Intrigued, he followed the sound to one of the academy buildings.
Inside, Yun Feng saw Tang San ruthlessly beating Wang Sheng. The scene immediately piqued Yun Feng's interest.
The story has reached this point—does that mean the rabbit is about to appear?
Yun Feng didn't have any strong opinions about Xiao Wu. After all, proximity shapes character; spending too much time with someone like Tang San was bound to influence her worldview.
As for the wild theories he had seen in his past life about Xiao Wu, Yun Feng dismissed them as nonsense. Claims like "Xiao Wu's offspring populate the Star Dou Forest" or "she has litters of dozens" were ridiculous.
Yun Feng had encountered rabbit spirits in his previous life, even keeping a few as maids, but he never saw them as particularly "affectionate." Besides, Xiao Wu was a soul beast with her own mother's protection and later the guardianship of Sky Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape. What ordinary rabbits would dare provoke her?
No, I only believe what I see. Until I get to know Xiao Wu's character, I won't make any assumptions.
While Yun Feng pondered, the fight inside was nearing its end. It was a one-sided beating, with Tang San thoroughly dominating Wang Sheng. It wasn't much to watch.
At that moment, Yun Feng felt a soft tap on his back. Turning around, he saw a petite girl standing behind him, lightly poking his back with her finger. She looked about the same age and height as Yun Feng. Her delicate face was rosy and tender, resembling a ripe peach. Despite her simple attire, she appeared neat and well-kept.
Her long black hair was styled into a scorpion braid that reached past her waist. Her big, curious eyes gleamed as she held a set of brand-new school uniforms in her arms.
She parted her lips, and a crisp voice rang out, "Big brother, can you tell me where the Seventh Dormitory is?"
Hearing this, Yun Feng's mind began to stir. He even felt a mischievous urge to intercept Xiao Wu before she met Tang San.
However, after some thought, Yun Feng dismissed the idea. If he really "stole" Xiao Wu, Tang Hao might be provoked into acting directly.
After a brief moment of deliberation, Yun Feng decided against it. The risks were simply too great.
Still, the idea was tempting. No matter how things turned out, Yun Feng would benefit. If Xiao Wu became his lover, her beauty alone was a reward. If she became his enemy, her soul ring and soul bone would be invaluable.
But now wasn't the time. Instead, Yun Feng decided to subtly delay Xiao Wu and Tang San's progress.
"The Seventh Dormitory is over there. It smells a bit, though. Are you a work-study student, little sister?" Yun Feng asked.
Xiao Wu sniffed and, noticing the dormitory's unpleasant odor, frowned slightly but nodded in confirmation.
Seeing this, Yun Feng added, "You're a work-study student, but I don't see you carrying any bedding. The academy doesn't provide that."
Xiao Wu froze at this revelation. While it was possible to sleep without bedding, her time in the human world had taught her enough common sense to know it wasn't ideal. Her delicate brows furrowed as she considered her options.
Seeing that his words had the desired effect, Yun Feng pulled out a silver soul coin from his pocket and placed it in Xiao Wu's hand.
"Take this. Use it to buy some bedding," Yun Feng said casually.
Xiao Wu didn't know the value of the silver soul coin, but Yun Feng's generosity left a good impression on her.
"My name is Xiao Wu. What's yours?"
"Yun Feng."
"Thank you! I wouldn't know what to do without your help," Xiao Wu said, smiling brightly.
Yun Feng waved her off with a carefree smile. "It's nothing. I'll be off now. If you have time, come find me to hang out."
With that, Yun Feng turned and left. Xiao Wu watched his departing figure, her smile growing wider as her eyes curved into crescents.
"What a nice person. He even smells good," she thought to herself.
After pocketing the money, Xiao Wu held her breath and stepped into the Seventh Dormitory with a bewitching smile.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Wu, as in dancing. Are you all fighting?"
Yun Feng understood the importance of moderation. He didn't need to overdo it; leaving a positive first impression was enough. As long as he continued practicing the Ghost Fiend Blood Tribulation Technique periodically, Tang San's bloodthirsty impulses would naturally drive people away.
Of course, Yun Feng planned to control the effects carefully to avoid accidentally killing Tang San. Where else would I find such a durable enemy?
After wandering around the academy for a while, Yun Feng headed to the cafeteria for lunch. On the second floor, he spotted Xiao Chenyu and his group.
Before Yun Feng could say anything, Xiao Chenyu and his lackeys rushed over, eagerly proclaiming Yun Feng as their boss. Their speed left Yun Feng momentarily stunned.
It wasn't until Xiao Chenyu explained that Yun Feng understood. News of his talent had spread throughout Nuoding Academy and even the city. Yun Feng was being hailed as a once-in-a-century genius.
A top-tier beast martial soul, innate Level 9 soul power—it's like a rural child claiming to have invented nuclear fusion. The buzz is inevitable.
In this world, soul masters made up less than 1% of the population, and geniuses like Yun Feng were one in a million among soul masters. His emergence at such a small academy was nothing short of miraculous.
Xiao Chenyu and his gang weren't fools. Even with their youthful pride, their families wouldn't let them antagonize someone like Yun Feng.
This is reality—not some novel.
Though Yun Feng was slightly disappointed that there were no malicious provocations, he couldn't complain. I w
as hoping to experience what it feels like to act all high and mighty. What a shame!