Douluo Continent: Starting from Killing Arou with a Single Sword.

Chapter 4 Enrollment

The days of cultivation passed quickly, but Ning Mumu always felt that she had forgotten something.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Ning Mumu's soul power had reached level 30. In fact, Ning Mumu's soul power had already reached level 30 when she obtained the two 100,000-year soul rings. However, in order to solidify her foundation, Ning Mumu simply compressed her soul power. Anyway, her soul power was just being cultivated; it wouldn't disappear.

*

"Mu Mu, what level is your soul power?" Soul Douluo Zhilin looked at Ning Mu Mu, the legendary little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with great kindness.

In Zhilin's eyes, these were all gold soul coins. You see, Ning Fengzhi had donated an entire building to the academy just to ensure Ning Mumu could enroll smoothly. Truly, the most generous sect in the world.

Level 19.

After reaching level 30, Ning Fengzhi and the others didn't take Ning Mumu to hunt for spirit rings. Firstly, the previous experience hunting spirit beasts left them with lingering fears, and secondly, Ning Mumu's spirit power was increasing too rapidly, and they were worried about damaging her foundation. They decided to let Ning Mumu cultivate for now; after all, at only six years old, a Great Spirit Master with level 30 spirit power was simply too talented.

Ning Mumu naturally didn't have any particular thoughts on this. She mainly relied on spiritual power, with soul power serving as an auxiliary means of cultivation. However, in order not to reveal her true strength, Ning Mumu only said that she was level 19.

"Level 19, that's great." Zhilin gently patted Ning Mumu's shoulder. "Wait, level 19? Level 19 at less than seven years old!"

Ning Mumu nodded.

Zhi Lin was completely stunned. A genius! An unparalleled genius! In all his years at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Zhi Lin had never taught a genius like Ning Mumu. Reaching level 19 before the age of seven, Ning Mumu must have innate full soul power.

"My goodness, this is a huge windfall!" Zhilin thought to himself, his tone becoming even gentler. "Then I'll take Miss Mumu to the classroom."

There's hope for the future Soul Master Competition. Now, Zhilin looks at Ning Mumu not just with the eyes of someone looking at a rich man, but with the eyes of someone looking at a treasure.

*

"Class, please be quiet. This is your new classmate, Ning Mumu."

Zhilin originally wanted to arrange Ning Mumu into Class 1, but Ning Mumu was too strong, so Zhilin brought Ning Mumu directly to Class 3.

"Miss Mu Mu, please introduce yourself to everyone."

Ning Mumu leaned on a beautiful scepter, her eyes still covered by a white blindfold, and her uniquely childlike voice rang out, "Hello everyone, my name is Ning Mumu. Soul power level 19."

The classmates initially assumed Ning Mumu was just a wealthy transfer student and didn't intend to pay any attention to this girl wearing a white ribbon. But who knew Ning Mumu's soul power was so high? Higher than many of the children present.

The students had no objections and warmly welcomed Ning Mumu. In Douluo Continent, only strength commands genuine respect.

In fact, Ning Fengzhi and the others didn't expect the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy to teach Ning Mumu anything. They just hoped that Ning Mumu could be more lively and not lose her childhood because of her eyes.

Ning Mumu rarely left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, spending all her time cultivating in her room. Ning Fengzhi and the others were worried. At the most active and energetic age for children, Ning Mumu was actually engrossed in cultivation! This wouldn't do. After discussing it, the three of them decided to send Ning Mumu to an academy.

Children should be happy every day, and they will definitely interact with other people when they grow up. What if Ning Mumu can't even speak and is laughed at by others?

Ning Fengzhi and the others will all grow old one day. They can protect Ning Mumu now, but what about in the future? They can't bear to see their precious Mumu being bullied.

*

After spending a few days at the academy, Ning Mumu was a little bored. In fact, she didn't understand why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't build its own academy, but instead sent her to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

This place is very large and beautiful, but the children at the school are mostly from aristocratic families. They form cliques and bully others.

Sure enough, Ning Mumu had just finished dinner when several people came to ambush her.

"Ning Mumu, stop right there!"

The boy in the lead led seven or eight other children to form a circle, blocking Ning Mumu.

"I heard you're blind and can only wear a white silk scarf. I want to see your white silk scarf. If you take it off, I'll let you go, okay?"

The children around were thrilled when they heard that Ning Mumu had gone blind. The Heavenly Dou Royal Academy had never had a blind student before, and they wanted to see one too.

As a result, the circle surrounding Ning Mumu grew larger and larger. They shouted and clamored, wanting only to see what a blind person they rarely saw looked like, completely unaware of the harm their actions would cause to others.

"Take it off, take it off!"

"Ning Mumu, take it off!"

……

The children laughed unrestrainedly, some even whistling. They were like a wall, completely blocking Ning Mumu.

"This is incredibly disrespectful," Ning Mumu said sharply. "It's going too far!"

Even though Ning Mumu had lived for eighteen years in the modern world and then for over a hundred years in the cultivation world, she had never encountered such a noisy environment. It was all the chatter of children; it was so annoying.

"Seven Killing Sword—"

A sharp sword appeared in Ning Mumu's right hand. "Get out of the way!"

"Aren't you a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? How come you possess the Seven Kill Sword!"

Several children were frightened by the Seven Kill Sword's power and said they didn't want to watch anymore.

But the boy in the lead persisted, saying, "I'm not afraid of you."

He summoned his martial spirit, a powerful Vajra Bear.

The other underlings also summoned their martial spirits—wolves, snakes, bats… all sorts of martial spirits.

"You asked for it."

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Seven Kill Sword Dance!"

With a single sword strike, he cleaved through the wall of people blocking his way.

Ning Mumu now looks exactly like a bully, and the child who was split in two is so frightened that he cries.

No matter how terrifying their usual training was, they wouldn't be cut down by a sword; after all, no one dared to. Who would have thought that today, Ning Mumu would send them flying with a single sword strike!

Before they could even throw a tantrum, Ning Mumu threw down her sword, squatted on the ground, and burst into tears. She now had a good plan: to play the victim.

"Waaaah, you guys, you've gone too far! I... I'm going to tell my second uncle!"

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Ning Mumu cried louder and louder, which confused the other children, so they started crying too. The entire academy was filled with the sound of crying.

*

"Tell me, what happened!" Xue Shan stared at his eldest son, Xue Feng, the leader of the group, and asked with a look of disappointment.

That's the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, someone you can't afford to offend. They're just insignificant figures in the Heaven Dou royal family, so why did this foolish son go and ambush her?

Looking at the two imposing Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, whose smile didn't reach his eyes, Xue Shan wished he could beat his stupid son to death on the spot.

"Waaaaah, Daddy, you're mean to me!"

"If you don't explain yourself, I'll kill you right now!" Snow Mountain was exhausted. What was this stupid son doing? Didn't he see that the three big shots opposite him were about to eat him alive?

Xuefeng was startled by his father's words and recounted the whole incident in detail.

Xue Shan grew increasingly desperate as he listened, while Ning Fengzhi and the others grew increasingly angry, especially when they heard the sentence, "She's just a little blind girl. Look at Bai Ling, what's wrong with her? We didn't bully her." Xue Shan collapsed to the ground without any regard for his image.

"The Snow Mountain Prince really knows how to raise his son!" Sword Douluo was furious. He had watched Ning Mumu grow up since she was a child, and they were even related by blood. Usually, Sword Douluo was extremely gentle with Ning Mumu and could never bring himself to speak harshly to her.

Now, this little brat from Xuefeng has actually bullied Ning Mumu until she cried—the first time Ning Mumu has ever cried. Sword Douluo is now filled with regret; he should never have sent Mumu here. They could teach Mumu themselves, and they'd do it much better than this lousy academy!

"Old Swordsman, let's hear it all first." Bone Douluo seemed more rational, but in reality, the table next to him was already cracked and teetering on the verge of collapse.

The aura of a Douluo powerhouse was no joke; it terrified Xuefeng so much that he could barely speak.

Sword Douluo snorted coldly, withdrew his aura, and squatted down to coax Ning Mumu.

Ning Mumu sat obediently next to Ning Fengzhi, with tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes. Her appearance was pitiful to anyone who saw her.

(End of this chapter)