Chapter 9: A Chance Encounter with a Hundred-Thousand-Year-Old Rabbit

As Mo Hui stepped out of Nuoding Academy, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. "Tang San has arrived, so the plot of the Douluo world is officially underway."

What follows is the story of Tang San studying under Yu Xiaogang at Nuoding Academy for six years, reaching level 29, heading to Shrek Academy with Xiao Wu, and eventually competing in the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

The initial phase is a typical academy arc—studies and competitions. However, once Xiao Wu’s true identity is revealed after the elite tournament, everything changes drastically.

In its quest for unification, the Spirit Hall initiates the "Spirit Hunting Plan." Any spirit master who might hinder their conquest faces potential extermination. Ultimately, the Spirit Hall obliterates the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and cripples the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The situation across the Douluo Continent has become chaotic, with danger levels far exceeding ordinary times. Mo Hui knows he must acquire enough power to ensure his own survival before the turmoil truly begins.

"Boss, give me two pieces of restorative soft tofu."

Approaching a stall, Mo Hui placed twenty copper spirit coins on the table. The owner of this tofu stall is a level 15 food-system spirit master. His first spirit skill, "Restorative Soft Tofu," provides satiety while also restoring fifteen percent of a spirit master's spirit power.

"Coming right up! One order of restorative soft tofu!"

The owner’s eyes lit up when he saw Mo Hui, and he quickly began chanting his spirit incantation. For a typical food-system spirit master, the effects of food created by spirit skills only last for three hours, so it is almost always made to order. Otherwise, if a customer bought it only to find it ineffective moments later, the spirit master would surely be beaten to death.

As a white spirit ring glowed, two fist-sized pieces of tofu appeared in the owner’s hands. He skillfully wrapped them and quickly handed them to Mo Hui.

Just as Mo Hui took the tofu and prepared to leave, a delicate voice called out from behind him.

"Hey!"

Turning around, he saw a girl of six or seven years old, as exquisite as a porcelain doll, with a long scorpion braid.

"I see you're wearing a Nuoding Academy uniform. Could you tell me which way to the academy?" Xiao Wu asked.

It’s that hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit!

Mo Hui’s gaze flickered. To say he had no designs on a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring or spirit bone would be a lie; anyone familiar with the first book knows how precious such items are. However, the upbringing Mo Hui received in his past life prevented him from killing someone without cause when they had done him no wrong.

Besides, Tang Hao is likely nearby. Even if he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't get the chance. Furthermore, with his current physique, unless Xiao Wu offered herself in a sacrifice, he couldn't even absorb a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.

At best, he might obtain a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone, but such a treasure would be a curse rather than a blessing for him right now.

An innocent man is in trouble because of his wealth. Even if one were a Spirit Douluo, if others discovered you possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone, they would kill you to take it—let alone a mere level 10 spirit master.

"Go straight for about five hundred meters, then turn right and keep walking," Mo Hui replied, gesturing ahead.

"That way? Thank you!"

After receiving the answer, Xiao Wu thanked him and headed in the direction he had indicated. Watching her retreat, Mo Hui suddenly considered a problem: Xiao Wu should be going to register at the academy, but where would she get the paperwork?

After a moment of pondering without a conclusion, Mo Hui decided not to dwell on it. His primary task is to increase his own strength; as long as he is strong enough, no matter how the external world changes, it will not be able to affect him.

...

By evening, Mo Hui returned to his dormitory. When he saw Xiao Wu inside, his mouth twitched involuntarily.

One can only say that someone went to great lengths to ensure Tang San and Xiao Wu would share a room. Children in the Douluo Continent are naturally precocious; putting a boy and a girl in the same dormitory is truly courting trouble.

"Dorm Leader, you're back!"

Seeing Mo Hui enter, Wang Sheng hurried over with a beaming smile. Since Mo Hui became the dorm leader, the situation for the working students had improved significantly.

At first, Teacher Mo Hen cracked down on fighting, which led to fewer students bullying them. Later, as Mo Hui’s strength grew, the threat he posed caused the bullying of working students to basically vanish.

This was arguably the best time for Wang Sheng in his five years at the academy, and it was all because of the person before him, which is why he held Mo Hui in such high regard.

Mo Hui nodded, then cast his gaze toward Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Noticing Mo Hui looking at them, Wang Sheng quickly explained, "Dorm Leader, these are the two new working students this year. The boy is called Tang San, and the pretty little girl is Xiao Wu."

Wang Sheng then turned to Tang San and Xiao Wu. "This is our Dorm Seven leader, Mo Hui. His spirit is the mutated spirit, Bobo."

"Tang San, Xiao Wu. I see," Mo Hui nodded. He then walked to his bed and began meditating using his Bobo meditation technique.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng awkwardly said to Tang San and Xiao Wu, "Uh, heh—that’s the only bad thing about our Dorm Leader; he’s too obsessed with cultivation. He’s actually very easy to talk to."

"If you have any questions, you can ask me. As for cultivation issues, you can ask the Dorm Leader. He’s a genius when it comes to spirits and has already finished the six-year curriculum. Of course, that’s only when he’s not meditating. If anyone disturbs him while he’s cultivating, the consequences can be quite severe."

Tang San was surprised to hear this. Back at the academy gate, listening to Yu Xiaogang, he had assumed Mo Hui was mediocre, but judging by Wang Sheng’s words, Mo Hui seemed quite exceptional. Xiao Wu’s eyes flickered, showing a look of interest.

At this moment, Wang Sheng looked outside, then lowered his voice to speak to them.

"Let me tell you something. There was once a man called 'The Master' who wanted to take the Dorm Leader as his apprentice, but he was rejected. Isn't that hilarious? That Master is nearly fifty years old and only level 29. A man who might never break through to become a Spirit Grandmaster in his whole life actually wanted the Dorm Leader to be his apprentice."

Wang Sheng continued to ramble on, failing to notice that Tang San’s expression had grown dark.

"You have to realize, the Dorm Leader is a genius who took only a year to raise his spirit power from level 3 to level 9. If the Dorm Leader were to take a master, it should be someone like the Dean..."

"Shut up!"

Before Wang Sheng could finish, Tang San could no longer contain himself.

Tang San’s eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Wang Sheng. His previous favorable impression of the boy had vanished completely. "If you ever speak ill of my teacher again, I won't mind fighting you. I hope this is the first and last time."

After saying this, Tang San walked straight up to Mo Hui and shouted, "Mo Hui, is it? Let's have a fight. If you lose, give the Dorm Leader position to me!"