Soul Land: I Became Qian Xunji’s older brother

"Yinchuan?"

The killing intent in Tang San's eyes was completely undisguised. He didn't understand why he couldn't help but want to kill the young man in front of him, who seemed to be about the same age as him.

Could he be an inherently evil person?

And did I even know someone named Yinchuan in my previous life?

"Hello, my name is Tang San."

Calming himself, Tang San resisted the urge to kill Qian Renchuan on the spot with his sleeve arrow, and forced a smile as he shook Qian Renchuan's outstretched hand.

Sleeve arrow?

A hint of disdain flashed in Qian Renchuan's eyes. A mere hidden weapon? How laughable. He had two repeating Soul Guidance Pistols in his bag; even a sixty-level Soul Emperor would be severely wounded if caught off guard.

Child, hidden weapons are outdated.

"Hmm, you probably haven't broken through to become a Soul Master yet. From now on, I'll call you Xiao San."

Saying that, he simply released his Soul Power to suppress Tang San, making it impossible for him to lift his head.

"What's going on? How can he be so strong?"

Tang San was pressed firmly to the ground by the Soul Pressure, gritting his teeth, looking at the condescending Qian Renchuan. He had already marked him: a path to death.

He clearly possessed the Tang Sect's Secret Skills , so why couldn't he use any of them?

"Excuse me, is this Dormitory Seven?"

Unlike the original, Xiao Wu was no longer dressed like a bumpkin; instead, she wore a pink dress carefully selected and custom-made by Qian Renxue.

"This is Dormitory Seven. You must be the new roommate."

Qian Renchuan released his suppression on Tang San.

Tang San, still looking furious, turned his head upon hearing Xiao Wu's voice and saw the exquisitely dressed Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu is so beautiful in this life."

Tang San made up his mind that in this life, he would definitely win Xiao Wu's heart again, and let Xiao Wu sacrifice herself for him one last time.

There was no other way. For his path to godhood, Xiao Wu would just have to suffer a bit.

"Are you fighting?"

Looking at the dusty Tang San, the well-educated Xiao Wu didn't burst out laughing. Instead, she asked with considerable curiosity.

"This is our rule in Dormitory Seven: whoever is stronger is the boss. This is the new boss, Yinchuan, Chuan Ge."

Wang Sheng came to Qian Renchuan's side and introduced him.

"Boss? I want to be the boss too. Yinchuan, right? Let's have a try. How about whoever wins becomes the boss?"

Hearing Yinchuan's name, Xiao Wu knew this was Qian Renchuan, the son of His Holiness the Pope, whom Big Sister Xue had told her about.

"Gladly."

A yellow, hundred-year Soul Ring appeared beneath Xiao Wu's feet, and two nimble pink rabbit ears grew on her head. Xiao Wu said with considerable presence, "Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit, Level Eleven Battle Soul Master."

As Xiao Wu spoke, the rabbit ears on her head also responded, standing straight up and twitching. Looking at Xiao Wu's beautiful pink eyes, Qian Renchuan found her very cute.

Dad truly understood him! Xiao Wu perfectly matched his aesthetic. It was indeed a choice worthy of his great father.

"Yinchuan, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level Fifteen Control System Battle Soul Master."

To gain the initiative in the future, Qian Renchuan would not hide his strength.

After the two released their Martial Souls, Tang San's world collapsed.

What was going on? Didn't Xiao Wu only get her Soul Ring after he got his?

And who was this Yinchuan? He looked the same age as him, so how could he be Level Fifteen? And his Martial Soul was also Blue Silver Grass.

Moreover, why didn't this person release his Martial Soul, and why didn't his Soul Ring appear?

No, now was not the time to think about this. His Xiao Wu seemed to be gone! No!

The more Tang San thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes turned red, and he panted heavily, placing his hand on his sleeve arrow. He hadn't felt such emotions in ten thousand years.

As a God King, he usually didn't have to do anything; people would come to grovel before him. Now, it was the opposite, which was gradually making him somewhat extreme.

Xiao Wu's pink eyes flashed. With a flicker, she vanished without a trace, quickly appearing behind Qian Renchuan.

"Eight-Stage Drop."

Qian Renchuan smiled wickedly, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. Just as Xiao Wu was about to succeed, she was suddenly surrounded by a mass of Blue Silver Grass that emerged from nowhere.

"Oh dear."

Xiao Wu, whose limbs were entangled by the Blue Silver Grass, blushed with a hint of shyness. She struggled to break free from the Blue Silver Grass, but found that the more she struggled, the tighter it pulled.

Suddenly, the Blue Silver Grass disappeared from the spot, and Xiao Wu was about to fall, but Qian Renchuan caught her steadily.

"It seems I've won, Little Sister Xiao Wu."

Looking at Xiao Wu in his arms, Qian Renchuan's lips curved slightly upward. He put Xiao Wu down and said.

"Mm, Chuan... Gege."

Xiao Wu looked at Qian Renchuan's face, his blue-gold eyes, and finally understood why her mother was so fascinated by the Pope. With a son this handsome, who wouldn't be captivated?

"Oh~ something's going on?"

Wang Sheng and the others all smelled a mysterious sour odor.

"Haha, Xiao Wu is actually my fiancée. I came here to Nuoding (Notting) Academy to study with her this time."

For Qian Renchuan, liking someone meant liking them; there was no need to hide anything. He simply admitted it boldly.

"Mm."

Xiao Wu also nodded shyly, acknowledging it.

"Oh, then Chuan Ge, Sister Xiao Wu, we'll take care of the cleaning in Dormitory Seven from now on."

As they were chatting, Tang San suddenly made a move, shooting a sleeve arrow.

"A petty trick."

Qian Renchuan considered himself an expert in hidden weapons. Any hidden weapon he looked down upon was simply trash.

Qian Renchuan's hand turned into a gentle, warm jade-like state. He casually caught the flying sleeve arrow and, with lightning speed, threw it back.

The events that transpired in an instant did not attract the attention of Wang Sheng and the others, but Xiao Wu keenly noticed them.

She immediately glared at Tang San.

He was ordinary-looking, burly, and almost injured Chuan Gege. He was simply an insidious rat-person from a gutter.

"It's nothing."

Gently patting Xiao Wu, Qian Renchuan said with a gentle smile on his face, completely unconcerned. He was just a clown, after all.

"Hmph, I really hate people like him. If they can't win head-on, they resort to dirty tricks."

Xiao Wu said indignantly. Attacking her Chuan Gege, her zero good impression of Tang San immediately dropped to negative one hundred.

"Haha, let's go eat first."

Qian Renchuan hadn't eaten a meal since arriving at Nuoding (Notting) Academy this afternoon.

"Yay, let's go eat!"

Xiao Wu's favorite thing was eating. She immediately pulled Qian Renchuan, bouncing and skipping out the door.

"Xiao Wu, wait for Wang Sheng and the others. We don't even know where the cafeteria is."

Qian Renchuan pinched Xiao Wu's tender little face and said, "Little silly rabbit, how will we go if we don't know where the cafeteria is?"

"Xiao... Wu... is not a little... silly rabbit. Xiao Wu is not small."

Rubbed on the face by Qian Renchuan, Xiao Wu said unhappily. She was still small now, but she would definitely grow bigger later.

Qian Renchuan chuckled. So that was where her focus was?

"Wang Sheng, hurry up, don't just stand there."

Xiao Wu just wanted to eat now. She hadn't eaten all day and was almost starving.

Qian Renchuan looked at the mischievous Xiao Wu, feeling even more grateful for his father's gift. If his father hadn't taken Rou Yi, how would he have met such a cute girl as Xiao Wu?

Looking at Xiao Wu's twitching rabbit ears, Qian Renchuan felt his hands itch. He secretly decided that he must try to touch them if he had the chance in the future.

Seemingly sensing an overwhelming killing intent, Qian Renchuan turned his head and saw Tang San looking at him.

His gaze made Qian Renchuan somewhat displeased, because he noticed that this Tang San had feelings for Xiao Wu, and an extremely strong possessiveness.

The two looked at each other again, and a thought emerged in each of their minds.

"That damned Yinchuan actually stole my Xiao Wu. You have already chosen death!"

"That useless Tang San actually wants to lay hands on Xiao Wu. He has already chosen death!"