"Little rabbit, be good, shave your fur! If you're naughty, you'll be thrown into the pot!"
Under the dim light, on a somewhat worn-out little bed, a five- or six-year-old girl with white hair opened her eyes.
Hearing the eerie nursery rhyme outside, the little girl timidly glanced at the constantly moving figure.
It was a boy a little older than her, standing on a small stool, wielding a kitchen knife, his strokes accompanied by drops of liquid.
It was bright red blood!
How terrifying!
The little girl's eyes were filled with fear, and she huddled tightly in the corner of the bed like a little bird, only the wall behind her providing her with a sense of security.
After an unknown amount of time, the sounds outside disappeared. The little girl's nose twitched, and her dull eyes regained their liveliness.
It smells so good!
The little girl licked her lips, but seeing the bedroom door closed again, she pulled her outstretched leg back.
Reason, reason! It's a trap set by bad guys!
Na'er kept reassuring herself.
"Gurgle, gurgle~"
But then, her stomach started rumbling at the most inopportune moment.
Na'er's delicate face flickered with emotion, and finally, she gritted her teeth and carefully climbed out of bed.
Like a little hamster stealing food, Na'er tiptoed to the door, her hands gripping the edge, her eyes peeking cautiously through the crack.
Behind the crack was an empty kitchen, and on the table in the center of the room was a large pot of steaming food, the enticing aroma emanating from it.
So tempting…
Na'er's eyes were fixed on the pot of food, her throat bobbing.
But just as she was immersed in the delicious temptation, a dark shadow suddenly appeared before her eyes from behind the crack in the door.
Those were two black eyes pressed against the crack in the door! The two pairs of eyes met through only a thin slit.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
A scream echoed through the neighborhood.
A few minutes later.
"Waaaaah~ ahhh~ waaaah~"
The little girl sat on a chair, clutching her bowl, sobbing while taking a bite of the spicy rabbit head in her bowl.
"It's all a misunderstanding!"
Lin Xuan awkwardly scratched his head.
Who would have thought this little girl was peeking too!
"Ahem, by the way! What's your name? Do you know your family's contact information?"
Lin Xuan cleared his throat, skipping the topic, and asked Na'er.
"I... I'm called Na'er."
Na'er stopped crying, lowered her head, and said in a low voice.
"Family? I can't remember."
"Then you can sleep here with me tonight! It's getting late, I'll take you to the Federal Security Bureau tomorrow."
Lin Xuan said, feigning hesitation.
"Can't I not go? I want to stay here."
Na'er put down the spicy rabbit head in her hand, her big eyes looking at Lin Xuan with teary eyes.
She didn't know why, but the rabbit head was really delicious; she loved this place.
"Stay here? Na'er, don't you want to go home?"
Lin Xuan looked puzzled, then bent down and stroked Na'er's long, snow-white hair.
"I don't have a home... my home has been destroyed."
Tears welled up in Na'er's eyes and streamed down her face.
"Na'er, don't cry! From now on, this is your home!"
Lin Yi hugged Na'er, a faint smile playing on his lips, like a big bad wolf who had successfully kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood.
"Mmm!"
Na'er nodded gratefully, snuggling her little head into Lin Xuan's arms.
This brother is actually quite nice.
Summer faded into autumn, and in the blink of an eye, the short skirts worn by young girls on the street gradually disappeared, and their gleaming white legs vanished.
Red Mountain Academy.
"On the Douluo Continent, everyone's Martial Soul is unique. According to Martial Soul type, they can be roughly divided into Beast Martial Souls, Weapon Martial Souls, Plant Martial Souls… and so on. Among them, the most common are Weapon Martial Souls and Beast Martial Souls."
"Based on the characteristics of our respective Martial Souls, we determine our future cultivation direction. For example, my Martial Soul is the Sea Spirit Tapir, and I follow the path of a control-type Soul Master."
As the class teacher, Lin Mengxi, spoke, a blue light suddenly enveloped her.
Martial Soul Possession!
When the light dissipated, Lin Mengxi's body was covered in blue downy fur, and even more eye-catching were her two round, fluffy blue ears on her head, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone below the stage.
"Wow! Teacher Lin is so cute!"
"I really want to put Teacher Lin's ears in my mouth and rub them; they must be so fragrant and soft."
A short-haired girl exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.
"Quiet! Pay attention!"
Lin Mengxi's forehead creased with annoyance. Where were these brats even focused?!
This was truly the worst class she had ever taught.
"This is my first Soul Skill, Water Spirit Binding!"
Lin Mengxi raised her hand and gently clenched it. Several streams of azure water appeared out of thin air, transforming into blue chains that coiled around the ceiling fan.
The rapidly spinning fan blades immediately stopped spinning under the influence of the water.
"Great! Teacher Lin is amazing!"
A chubby boy clapped his hands and cheered loudly. Tang Wulin next to him also watched Lin Mengxi manipulating the water on the stage with piercing eyes.
So this is a Soul Skill...
Tang Wulin's eyes held a hint of longing. Becoming a formal Soul Master—that was a man's ideal.
"Originally, the Soul Master specialization was supposed to happen when you went to the intermediate academy, but this year is special. Some of you in our class have high initial Soul Power, and you should be able to meet the standard for accommodating Soul Spirits before graduation."
"Therefore, I'd like to give you a little reminder: your first Soul Spirit should ideally match your main focus, otherwise, an inappropriate one will hinder your future development."
Lin Mengxi solemnly told everyone.
"Understood!"
The crowd below responded in unison.
"Hmm!"
Lin Mengxi nodded in satisfaction, but when she saw the last row, she was furious and shouted at them.
"Lin Xuan! Get up!"
It was the back row by the window.
Lin Xuan was lying on the table with his eyes closed, oblivious to the world outside, quietly meditating.
Under his perception, streaks of azure light converged towards him, and the Soul Power in his dantian seemed to have reached its peak at a certain moment, sweeping over his entire dantian like a tide.
"Brother Xuan! Wake up~"
Tang Wulin secretly turned his head and whispered to Lin Xuan.
"Phew!"
Lin Xuan let out a soft breath, his eyes opening with a hint of joy.
His soul power had finally broken through to level ten.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Xuan only then noticed that Tang Wulin's expression was off, and he kept giving him meaningful glances.
"Teacher Lin—"
Tang Wulin mouthed the words.
"Lin Xuan! Stand up!"
Lin Mengxi stormed over angrily and shouted at him.
She had painstakingly demonstrated for so long, all for this kid, but he was sound asleep here.
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