"Domain?"
"Third Grade Strongman?"
"Xue Can has broken through to Third Grade?"
Little Fatty Cheng Jinjin's scalp tingled with shock, and the surrounding students were also dumbfounded. They had not expected that the rumored Xue Can had already successfully completed his breakthrough.
A Third Grade Strongman undergoes a complete transformation, possessing a Domain that allows for flight, far beyond what ordinary martial artists are capable of.
Every description of a martial artist is below that of a Third-Grade Martial Artist; one can rely on sheer numbers to overwhelm and even grind down the opponent.
Above Third Grade, such tactics are useless because one can utilize their Domain to harness energy for their own use, continuously replenishing spiritual power, dismissing group attacks, and vastly increasing combat power.
"Kid, remember this, it's not that I can't deal with you now, it's that I don't want to, I hope you won't fail to appreciate that."
"Three days, I give you three days to think about it. If you come around, then all is forgotten."
"If you can't see reason, I don't mind teaching you a lesson myself."
"Don't think talent allows you to do whatever you want. There are many things about adults that a greenhorn like you wouldn't understand."
Having said that, Xue Can gave Luo Yu a deep look and turned to leave without hesitation.
The crowd behind parted to make way for him, then neatly followed suit.
Onlookers were either disenchanted or sincerely worried for Luo Yu. Some worried that he might have really angered Xue Can enough to get seriously injured by a punch. A Domain-level Strongman was no joke; they were truly the ranks of the powerful.
"Thirty thousand points plus fifty thousand points is already very generous. How could this freshman not be content?"
"Yes, the conditions offered by Chairman Xue seem quite fair. If he accepts, everyone would be happy. Why would he refuse such an offer?"
"Greed is endless like a snake swallowing an elephant. It seems this freshman can't walk away from the allure of over nine hundred thousand points."
"But he'd also need the ability to get it and spend it."
"Even with talent, he can't hope to take on the student council alone. After all, he's just a young man, way too idealistic."
"I bet three days from now, there'll be news of this freshman joining the student council. No one can withstand that kind of psychological pressure. Impulsiveness is only temporary."
"Exactly, who wasn't full of passion when they first entered society only to end up defeated by reality?"
Luo Yu naturally heard the murmurs around him, but remained unmoved.
He shook his head slowly, sighing.
Everyone thought he regretted his impulsive actions against the student council. In fact, he thought Xue Can was being too cautious, not responding rashly even after being verbally humiliated by him.
Indeed, even the most powerful and unreasonable people are wary of those with real strength.
"Boss, are you really planning to go all out against the student council?" Cheng Jinjin asked cautiously.
Luo Yu glanced at him.
"What?"
"Scared?"
Cheng Jinjin honestly nodded his head.
"Scared! Of course, I'm scared. Who would've thought that Xue Can had already trained to the Third Grade? That's terrifying. And their lethal weapon, Chairman Qin, must be even more frightening."
"No worries, you don't have to get involved," Luo Yu said.
Cheng Jinjin shook his head.
"Boss, my dad said that in this life, I can be anything—work like an ox or a horse, even a dog, but I cannot be a fence-sitter or a traitor."
Luo Yu was at a loss for words, managing only to reply, "Your dad's parenting style is quite unique."
"Heh heh," the Little Fatty laughed, "In his life, my dad has been living as a live-in son-in-law at my mom's, working hard like an ox or a horse to make a good living, so he's got quite some experience."
Is this family matter something I should be hearing? Luo Yu gave him a strange look and patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"Even though I'm still very scared, I will definitely stand by you through life and death," Cheng Jinjin affirmed.
Luo Yu gave him a sideways glance.
"Don't talk like you're heading off to a heroic death. You know as well as I do that the student council, no matter how excessive, won't actually kill you."
"Heh heh, that's true," Cheng Jinjin admitted frankly.
Luo Yu extended a hand to straighten Cheng Jinjin's disheveled collar.
The gesture left Cheng Jinjin pleasantly surprised.
"You did well, and you can follow me from now on."
"Thank you, boss. I'm willing to be at your service anytime."
"Alright, lead me to the villa; I'm still not very familiar with the school," Luo Yu said, shaking his head. As for Xue Can's threats, he didn't take them seriously at all.
The other party had no idea what kind of existence they had provoked.
"Alright."
Cheng Jinjin quickly stepped forward, helped Luo Yu with the luggage, and led the way.
Walking on the campus path, they could admire the southern garden landscape within the vast grounds of the university. Moreover, the campus had a distinctive feature: the chance of encountering female students was much higher than male martial artists, wearing white practice outfits and high ponytails full of youthful spirit.
There were also female martial artists in school skirts, flesh-toned stockings, and little white shoes, doing live broadcasts, fully keeping up with the times and very trendy.
Luo Yu sighed with admiration, thinking that Chuan Province Martial University indeed had an unrivaled quality of beauties; the old man at home hadn't lied to him.
After a fifteen-minute walk, crossing the spacious tree-lined campus paths, a series of independent villas nestled against the mountains and by the water came into view.
The spiritual energy here was obviously richer, much thicker than in other areas.
"Boss, this is the villa for second-place new students to live in." Little Fatty's face was filled with envy as he looked at the villas rising from the ground, their yards full of exotic flowers and plants from the new era, obviously tended to with great care.
"Mm, let's go."
"Go?" Little Fatty doubted whether he had heard correctly. "But boss, aren't you supposed to live here? Where else are you going?"
"This place is for you to live in." Luo Yu casually tossed the villa's door card, which he had been awarded after the competition, to Little Fatty.
"What?"
Little Fatty was even more dumbfounded, completely baffled.
"Isn't... this..."
Luo Yu said, "Isn't there a villa for the first-place winner sitting empty? Take me there."
Little Fatty's face was a picture of shock:
"But isn't that place reserved for the first-place winner?"
"Do I have anyone ahead of me?" Luo Yu retorted.
"Well, no one." Little Fatty replied dryly.
"Then aren't I the first?"
"Ah, this..." Little Fatty felt the logic was sound but also felt something was off: "Boss, isn't that dorm reserved for the God's Child who hasn't shown up? If we take it over, and the God's Child—what if..."
"I'll live there, let him come at me if he doesn't like it." Luo Yu waved his hand, looking completely indifferent.
Little Fatty's mouth hung open in astonishment.
He really wanted to ask if it was really okay to be so defiant.
That was supposed to be the God's Child's place, after all.
But a good sidekick knows when to speak and when to keep silent, so he obediently led Luo Yu over.
As expected of the villa for the first-place winner, it was even more magnificent and luxurious than the one they had just seen, with three luxury supercars parked in the garage. The keys were laid out on the platform, ready for the master to use freely.
"Sss—" Little Fatty truly lost his nerve then.
First offending the Student Union Chairman, now disregarding the authority of the God's Child, the boss he was following seemed to be utterly lawless, recklessly so.
"Scared?" Luo Yu inquired.
Little Fatty watched as Luo Yu violently yanked open the villa door without a second thought, barging right in—door card be damned—his heart trembling.
"Scared, yes, but it also feels... kind of thrilling!"
"Alright, you go live in the second-place villa." Luo Yu issued the order for Little Fatty to leave.
Holding the card, Little Fatty walked out of the villa with his head buzzing, feeling like he was living in a dream.
What kind of boss had he ended up following? Every single action was terrifying, enough to make anyone's heart falter.
All the necessary toiletries were ready inside the villa, and the spiritual energy was so dense, it was nearly misting up.
Luo Yu had just finished his shower when he heard his phone vibrate.
Answering it, a grievously aggrieved voice of a mature lady came from the other end.
"Luo Gongzi, wasn't it the start of school for you today? How come you didn't come by?"
Luo Yu was speechless. He had practically plowed through the school, and she was saying he hadn't shown up?
"I'm here."
"What, you're here?" The voice of the lady on the phone clearly rose an octave: "I was at the plane gate at Sichuan Province airport waiting for you for a whole day and night, and I didn't see you get off the plane."
"You're in Sichuan Province?" Luo Yu was surprised—on the other side was Qin Lan.
Qin Lan said, "I and Jia Lan planned to give you a surprise, flying to Sichuan Province a day early. We waited at the airport for you, but you never showed up."
"Er..." Luo Yu coughed, "You didn't know my family has a private fighter jet..."
Somewhere at the airport, a lady in black silk business attire, and Jia Lan, with light makeup, dressed in white silk thigh-high socks, in playful Lolita fashion, were having a mental breakdown...