Chapter 8: The Identity of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Exposed?
Tang San pointed at his own nose with a completely baffled expression.
'Wait—why did the fire suddenly spread to me?'
'Who did I offend? Who did I provoke?'
As Lin Yuan's deep, unfathomable gaze shifted toward him, Tang San felt his scalp go numb.
'Are you kidding me?!'
He was just a Blue Silver Grass soul warrior right now—he didn't even have a soul ring yet.
What was he supposed to use to fight that lunatic holding a one-ring killing weapon?
His Blue Silver Grass would probably shatter into scraps before it even touched the spear tip, right?
Tang San took a deep breath and put on a textbook "honest guy" smile, waving his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no. Brother Lin's strength is extraordinary—Tang San knows his own limits."
"The position of dorm leader unquestionably belongs to Brother Lin."
Lin Yuan retracted his martial soul and casually clapped his hands.
"Since none of you have any objections, then it's settled."
"From now on, I'm in charge of Dorm Seven."
Soon after, someone went over to bring Tang San his bedding.
Unlike in the original story, Xiao Wu had no intention of sharing a quilt with Tang San this time.
As for sharing one with Lin Yuan?
She didn't dare.
So she decided that once she condensed her first soul ring, she would go to the Spirit Hall to claim the subsidy—and then buy one herself!
The turmoil in Dorm Seven temporarily came to an end.
Under Wang Sheng's enthusiastic guidance, the group marched off toward the cafeteria.
Xiao Wu walked in the middle of the group, her gaze drifting toward Lin Yuan from time to time.
She didn't dare get too close—but she also didn't want to stray too far.
A strange intuition told her that when she stayed near this "Great Demon King," the circulation speed of the soul power within her body was actually about ten percent faster than usual!
Perhaps this was why the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts that transformed into human form had to interact with humans to improve their cultivation?
Lin Yuan and Tang San both possessed full innate soul power, yet Xiao Wu could clearly sense a difference between the two.
"Hmph. For the sake of helping this young lady cultivate, I'll just record the matter of being taken advantage of earlier in my little notebook—for now!"
Xiao Wu puffed out her cheeks, comforting herself inwardly.
Meanwhile, Lin Yuan appeared to be walking casually on the surface, but in reality, he was communicating with the system.
Taking advantage of the earlier contact with Xiao Wu, he had already quietly activated the binding function.
[System, bind Xiao Wu.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host—binding successful. Xiao Wu does indeed possess a diary copy.]
[Randomly extracting one of her talents: Teleportation.]
[The Teleportation talent has now been integrated into the Host's Dual Pupils talent.]
[Because Teleportation involves partial spatial abilities, the Host's control over space has improved slightly.]
Lin Yuan's steps paused for a brief moment, joy flashing through his eyes.
Teleportation!
This was one of Xiao Wu's most core—and most practical—talent abilities.
Although it had distance limitations, it was practically an unsolvable divine skill in close combat.
With a single thought, he could instantly teleport to a distant location.
This was essentially turning Xiao Wu's Teleportation talent into his own self-created soul skill.
Granted, given the tier of the Dual Pupils, once his level increased and his control improved, he could have developed something similar on his own.
But for his current self—who had only just become a soul master—that would have been quite difficult.
And unlike Feng Xiaotian, he definitely wasn't going to be stupid enough to develop self-created soul skills in the early stages. His priority was increasing his soul power.
Now the system had directly saved him that entire step.
...
At the same time.
Across various corners of the Douluo Continent, women who possessed diary copies were all harboring different thoughts.
Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong stared at the line in the diary—
[Xiao Wu is already used to being the big sister in the Star Dou Forest.]
Her violet eyes narrowed slightly, dangerous light flickering within them.
"The big sister of the Star Dou Forest?"
"And the same age as Lin Yuan—six years old, just enrolled?"
"Not a lolicon… which means the other party is humanoid, and a little girl?"
Connecting these key points, a shocking conjecture began to take shape in Bibi Dong's mind.
"A hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form!"
There was no second explanation!
Bibi Dong's memories were instantly dragged back several years.
That day, she had led Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo deep into the Star Dou Forest to hunt that hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit.
Back then, that already-transformed rabbit had chosen to sacrifice itself to protect something.
And amid the chaos, it seemed that a small rabbit had taken the opportunity to escape.
"A fish that slipped through the net?"
A cold smile curved Bibi Dong's lips.
"Truly, I search everywhere only to find nothing—yet it falls right into my lap."
"I thought you got away. Who would've guessed you'd deliver yourself to me?"
But soon, Bibi Dong frowned.
Because she recalled the rules of the diary copy, holders were forbidden from harming other diary holders.
Did Xiao Wu possess a diary copy or not?
The other women who held diary copies also became restless after deducing that Xiao Wu might be a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form.
But like Bibi Dong, they were all thinking about how to confirm whether Xiao Wu also had a diary copy.
To find out, they would likely have to wait a little longer.
As for Xiao Wu herself, she had already realized that her identity might be exposed—but she wasn't panicking at all.
As long as Lin Yuan didn't make a move against her, those diary copy holders would be unable to lay a hand on her due to the rules.
...
Nuoding Academy Cafeteria.
It was mealtime, and the cafeteria was packed with people, loud and bustling.
As Lin Yuan led the Dorm Seven group through the entrance, a wave of heat mixed with food aromas and sweat rushed toward them.
He glanced at the food windows on the first floor.
Steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and thin porridge.
Meat dishes were pitifully rare. Even when there were a few pieces, they were the kind of ordinary chicken that clearly lacked any oil or richness.
"Just this?"
Lin Yuan frowned.
Soul master cultivation required massive energy intake—especially for someone with a powerful physique like his. Living on steamed buns and pickles was nowhere near enough.
"Let's go. Second floor."
Lin Yuan lifted his foot and headed straight for the stairs.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng hurriedly grabbed him, his face full of anxiety.
"Boss! Don't go!"
"The food on the second floor is good, but it's ridiculously expensive!"
"One meal costs a lot of copper soul coins—or even silver soul coins. It's completely unaffordable for work-study students like us!"
"Let's just make do on the first floor."
Lin Yuan stopped, glanced back at Wang Sheng, and replied calmly, "It's fine. I can afford this much."
"I want to see for myself what kind of dishes Nuoding Academy's second-floor cafeteria can produce."
Wang Sheng and the others froze for a moment. Along with their envy, they also assumed that Lin Yuan had already claimed his subsidy from the Spirit Hall.
A one-ring soul master could receive one gold soul coin per month!
Eating on the second floor every day wouldn't even be a problem!
What they didn't know was that Lin Yuan had a system—and his newbie gift pack alone had given him a thousand gold soul coins. For the time being, money was the least of his worries.
Just then—
A slightly hoarse middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Xiao San?"
Everyone turned to look.
A middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a face full of stubble, and a somewhat disheveled appearance walked over.
His hands were clasped behind his back, and his eyes carried an air of self-assured profundity.
It was none other than the so-called "theoretically invincible" Master—Yu Xiaogang.
Upon seeing him, Tang San immediately bowed respectfully.
"Teacher, what brings you here?"
Yu Xiaogang gave a slight nod, forcing a stiff smile onto his face.
"I came to eat."
"Since I happened to see you here, would you like to join me upstairs for a meal?"
This was a perfect opportunity to draw his disciple closer—and also a chance to display his "financial strength" and "care" as a teacher.
Moreover, he was curious about Tang San's second martial soul.
Blue Silver Grass could provide no more than one level of innate soul power. That meant Tang San's second martial soul had to be a top-tier martial soul, with innate soul power of at least nine or above—only then could he possess full innate soul power!
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End of Chapter.