Douluo Dragon King: One-Sword Soul Douluo, Shadow of the End of Dharma

Hearing this, Xingyuan nodded, somewhat embarrassed, and flicked his fingers:

"When I turned nine, my brother took up his post at the Temple of War, and he let me join the Phantom Troupe... I am Troupe member number 7431."

"Commander, isn't this against the rules? I..."

In the young girl's eyes, those seniors who could join the troupe were all the chosen ones of their respective forces, and those who became titled Douluo before the age of twenty-five were considered to have poor talent.

This is somewhat due to survivor bias.

Since the White Night Alchemy was first mastered and this secret organization was developed, it has only been eight or nine years.

Those whose strength ranks among the top in mainland China are only around the top 150.

"There aren't that many rules; just have your own sense of right and wrong."

As Bai Ye spoke, he glanced at the time and got up to check on his disciple.

It's unlikely that Xie Xie will meet again in this timeline. Without the impact of the original event, it might create some kind of butterfly effect.

Do you know where the girls' dormitory is?

"Yes, I know!"

"lead the way."

Although somewhat confused, Xingyuan obediently led the way.

The regimental commander must have his reasons for doing this.

The girls' dormitory is located not far behind the teaching building. Most of the students live in the dormitory, while a small number go home to live.

As soon as they approached the dormitory, the two heard the sounds of a fierce fight coming from inside.

"This seems to be...my room?"

Xingyuan frowned. She was originally entitled to a single dormitory room, but since Class Zero had not yet been officially established, she was temporarily living in a regular dormitory room.

Upon arriving at the room door, Bai Ye immediately saw his disciple raising his fist and brutally beating a cold and aloof girl with short, golden-orange hair.

The two girls wrestled, making a mess of the room and almost overturning the bed.

[Target character detected: Xie Xie]

"What are you doing?!"

Xingyuan shouted, and three purple soul rings appeared, radiating the aura of a Soul Master. This caused the two who were still wrestling to stop, thinking that their teacher had arrived.

Are all the faculty members at the college this young?

Ignoring the two people standing there, Xingyuan immediately went forward to check his bed, and his expression quickly turned ugly.

She picked up the half-spread ointment and looked at the two of them coldly:

"Who did it?"

Upon hearing this, the two people opposite exchanged a glance. Tang Wulin stepped forward first and said apologetically:

"Sorry, senior... I broke it."

"Tch, stop trying to make yourself look good! I was the one who did it."

The aloof girl scoffed lightly and stood up to admit it openly, but her gaze toward Xingyuan held a hint of awe.

They look about the same as the others, but they are already at the Soul Venerable level, and they even have three purple-level cultivators.

He is absolutely a genius among geniuses.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'll pay you back however much it costs..."

"This isn't something you can just pay for as you please."

Xingyuan's tone was icy, but he was actually on the verge of exploding and crying.

This ointment was specially exchanged by her brother from the guild, and it's very helpful for her daily spiritual cultivation.

Those two wretched brats!

Just as she was about to teach the two a lesson, a large hand suddenly pressed down on her head and gently stroked it.

"I'll pay for this for her."

"Commander..."

"Master!"

While the girl was still in a daze, Tang Wulin, who had been standing to the side as punishment, happily ran over and hugged her.

Is this the commander's apprentice?

Xingyuan's anger subsided considerably, and his previously cold attitude softened as he spoke in a gentle tone:

"Since he's...the teacher's apprentice, then let's just forget about it."

"Come find me later."

Bai Ye tapped his disciple's head. He had no reason to renege on the debt, since it wasn't any expensive medicine anyway.

Everyone was happy, except for the aloof girl who stood there with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

This looks like a girls' dormitory, doesn't it?

Even if it's a teacher mediating, it should at least be a female teacher. What's with the male teacher?!

Xie Xie couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In fact, a female teacher had just heard the commotion and was about to come over, but after only seeing Bai Ye's figure nearby, she decisively turned around and left.

The important figures whom even the principal personally instructed were clearly not people they could control.

As for supervision from the same-level director—your Uncle Long has already slid down to his knees in a thunderous gesture.

If Long Hengxu knew, he would probably just say: "I'll suffer a little more than Xie Xie, I'll bear the blame."

"Why did you attack?"

Bai Ye glanced at Xie Xie beside him, then at his disciple under his eyelids. Although he roughly knew the reason, he still had to put on an act.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin bit her lower lip, her previously calm and composed demeanor immediately crumbling, and ripples flickered in her eyes.

He looked as if he had suffered a tremendous injustice.

"I couldn't help myself and hit her first... But Master, she shouldn't have stepped on my blanket, and she shouldn't have humiliated you!"

Tang Wulin whirled around, her gaze sharp as she looked at the aloof girl behind her, her tone resolute:

"You are a Soul Master from a big city, and your father is more powerful than my father."

"I may indeed possess the useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, but my future achievements will absolutely not be inferior to yours!"

"If you're not convinced, I'm ready to challenge you anytime!"

She was never one to cause trouble, and initially wanted to befriend this aloof girl.

It's okay if the other party looks down on you, but you should never belittle your master.

This is Tang Wulin's bottom line, which she will never tolerate.

"……good."

Already feeling frustrated, Xie Xie gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and the word "humiliation" almost popped out of his eyes.

A genius girl with twin martial souls was actually beaten to the ground by a useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass.

Using "utter humiliation" to describe it is rather conservative.

Originally, neither the master nor the apprentice intended to dwell on the matter. Bai Ye left the decision to Tang Wulin, and the apprentice only wanted to minimize the issue.

Only one little white-haired boy was not satisfied.

"Apologize."

"Um?"

Several pairs of eyes turned to look at him at the same time, and Xingyuan walked up to them, his expression indifferent, but his tone very firm:

"Does being a Soul Master in a big city make you so great? Who gave you the courage to do something like this?"

"Now, either I beat you up, or you apologize—apologize to Tang Wulin, apologize to Teacher Bai Ye."

"I……"

Xie Xie clenched his fists, but when he tried to speak, the other party's imposing aura made him unable to lift his head.

After all, she was in the wrong in this matter, and her actions were indeed shameful in a sense.

So the girl could only walk over with her head down, saying in a muffled tone:

"I'm sorry, Tang Wulin, I misspoke. I'll wash the blanket for you."

"And... I'm sorry, teacher, I shouldn't have talked about you..."

Bai Ye didn't speak, but looked at his little apprentice beside him.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin shook her head and said very seriously:

"I don't blame you for what you said about me, but you shouldn't have spoken ill of my master. He's a very capable person."

"I forgive you, my friend."

"friend?"

Xie Xie was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting the other party to address him that way.

Conflicts between children come and go quickly, and friendships often emerge after these conflicts are resolved.

As the saying goes, "No fight, no friendship."

"What, you don't want to be friends with me?"

The dark-haired girl blinked and naturally extended her hand:

"My name is Tang Wulin, 'Lin' means majestic and awe-inspiring. What's your name?"