My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 67 Heaven Dou City at Four in the Morning

Tiandou City, Noble District.

Every inch of land here is incredibly valuable; even the air is filled with the scent of gold soul coins.

The surrounding area was surrounded by towering walls and strict guards, completely isolating it from the noise.

In this prime location where even breathing costs money, the Tranquil Abode of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is situated.

It subtly exudes an air of wealth that rivals that of a nation.

Su Yun stood in front of the gate, his eyes behind his sunglasses slightly narrowed as he surveyed the territory that was about to become his.

Xiao Wu stood beside him, her mouth agape, her rabbit ear hair clips standing straight up, clearly stunned by the magnificent sight before her.

"Rongrong, is this the little courtyard you were talking about—the one that no one lives in?"

Xiao Wu pointed to the endless high wall, her voice trembling slightly.

This place hardly qualifies as a small courtyard; it's clearly a whole size larger than Nottingham College.

Ning Rongrong is in a great mood today.

She wore a light blue dress, proudly raised her chin, and casually waved her hand.

"Oh, it's not that big, actually."

The little witch tugged at Su Yun's arm, looking completely unconcerned.

"My father bought this place a few years ago on a whim to have tea. There are only a few servants who take care of it on weekdays, so it's a shame it's empty."

Su Yun's lips twitched slightly.

He casually bought a manor in the core area of ​​Tiandou City to enjoy tea.

Is this the financial power of the world's number one support sect?

"Come on. Don't just stand there. I'll take you inside for a look around. It's a lot of fun."

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to push open the door and, like a little tour guide, pulled the two of them inside.

Upon entering the gate, the view suddenly opens up.

Despite being located in a bustling city, the interior of this manor seems to be a world unto itself.

Several ancient trees, hundreds of years old, provide shade and cast dappled shadows on the ground.

A crystal-clear stream meanders through the estate, dividing it into distinct sections.

"Brother Su Yun, look. This place is called Bibo Lake."

Ning Rongrong pointed to the shimmering water in front of them and excitedly introduced it to the two of them.

"The lake water is fresh water drawn from outside the city, and it's crystal clear. We can row boats here every day from now on. If the weather is nice, we can even lie on the boat and sunbathe until we naturally wake up. It's absolutely wonderful."

Su Yun stood to the side, his gaze sweeping over the unfathomable lake water, then looking at the flat stone path that encircled the entire manor.

Sleep until you naturally wake up?

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses, a devilish smile curling at the corners of his lips.

He pulled a small black notebook from his pocket, uncapped the pen, and quickly jotted down a note.

"The air here is fresh and the oxygen content is extremely high. It would be a waste to use it for sleeping."

Su Yun's voice was calm, but it made Ning Rongrong's smile freeze slightly, and an ominous premonition crept up her spine.

"Rongrong, have you ever seen Tiandou City at four in the morning?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned and subconsciously shook her head.

"Four in the morning? It's not even dawn yet, who would get up that early?"

Su Yun closed the notebook, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the vast lake with admiration, his gaze deep.

You'll see him someday. You'll have the chance every day.

Su Yun turned around, looked at the two bewildered girls, and her tone became exceptionally solemn.

"There was once a Soul Master with mediocre talent; his Martial Soul was merely a snake. Yet, he possessed an ambition that was beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Through his own efforts, he gradually became the strongest."

Someone asked him, "Why are you so powerful?"

He simply countered with a casual question: "Have you ever seen Tiandou City at four in the morning?"

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were captivated by the story, blinking their big eyes as they waited for the next installment.

"He saw it."

Su Yun's voice was low.

"Every day, while the world is still asleep and darkness still shrouds the earth, he is already running on the training field."

He watched the stars disappear, watched the east turn white, and watched the first ray of sunlight pierce the sky.

"Undeterred by wind or rain, undeterred by heat or cold."

"And so, a full twenty years passed."

Su Yun suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed it at the sky.

"In the end, that mediocre Soul Master, through countless hours of sweat at four in the morning, carved out a bloody path in this cruel world."

"He became a true legend. A true—Man!"

Ning Rongrong listened with great enthusiasm, her little face flushed, and her eyes filled with admiration.

"Wow! That's amazing! He must have become a Title Douluo later on!"

Su Yun sighed.

"I don't know if there are any Douluo figures, but their accounts have definitely been banned."

Ning Rongrong: "?"

"So, in order for you to also possess this iron will."

"I've made up my mind."

"From now on, all teachers and students must assemble at 4 a.m. sharp. Even if it's raining knives, you have to get up."

Su Yun pointed to the huge artificial lake.

"From now on, I'll run around this beautiful lake every morning. I'll also hold a book in my hand and read aloud. I have to finish five laps before the sun is fully up."

"It's endless."

Su Yun smiled brightly.

"Breakfast is out of the question. You're not even allowed a sip of water."

Ning Rongrong's newly ignited passion was instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the enormous artificial lake, and her legs went weak; she almost knelt before Su Yun.

4 a.m.?

Five laps for a morning run?

Do I still need to study?

Is this the legendary life that Man lived?

At this rate—my account is going to get banned too, hey!

To avoid having her account banned too soon, Ning Rongrong quickly pulled the two of them through a lush bamboo forest to a beautifully designed pavilion built entirely of sandalwood.

"Cough cough, the air over there isn't very good. Look here! Listening Wind Pavilion!"

Ning Rongrong lifted her skirt and ran up the steps, pushed open the wooden door, and pounced on the thick carpet on the ground, rolling around comfortably twice.

"This is the main banquet hall. The floor is covered with wool carpets from the far north snowfield, which are so soft that it feels like walking on clouds."

The little girl lifted her head from the carpet, trying to salvage the situation.

"Brother Su Yun, come quick. The walls here have been specially soundproofed. Once the doors and windows are closed, even if we shout inside, no one outside can hear us at all."

At this point, Ning Rongrong added a sentence as if possessed.

"There are only the three of us here—as long as the door is closed, really—we can do whatever we want—"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Rongrong suddenly realized something.

Enclosed space.

Excellent sound insulation.

A lone man and a lone woman.

Do whatever you want

Suddenly.

Her pretty face instantly turned bright red.

She instinctively covered her burning cheeks with her hands, her eyes darting away, not daring to look at Su Yun at all, her heart pounding wildly.

Will Brother Su Yun overthink things?

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