The Elusive Pervert and the Dragon-Subduing Princess

A wave of killing intent surged forth.

Sister Xiao Ru, the ‘Dragon-Subduing Princess’ and third-ranked undergraduate at Tianwu University, naturally sensed it. Her graceful and elegant figure turned, silently gazing at the seemingly tranquil bend in the hallway.

Before long, the initial calm was shattered by an approaching commotion, turning everything upside down.

Shouts of battle echoed, yet not a single footstep could be heard. This indicated that whoever caused such a ruckus possessed exceptional light-body martial arts, moving without a sound.

Unfortunately, what should have been an elegant and ethereal scene was marred by a cacophony of voices, making it almost unbearable to witness.

Specifically, it was a sound that would haunt most Tianwu University male students, especially those who had ever harbored ill intentions towards the East District girls’ dormitory, even in their nightmares.

“Stop! Don’t run! You pervert! Stop right there, you hear me?! Stand still! Shameless wretch! Despicable thing! Stop!”

Thick smoke billowed, and killing intent soared, drawing ever closer from that corner, creating an immense din. Sister Xiao Ru’s brow furrowed slightly, and with a swift movement, her figure flashed to the side.

Then, two shadows darted out from around the bend. Without a closer look, I immediately recognized the owner of the slightly trailing figure.

It was Sister Kang Qiao, known by the nickname ‘Severing Descendants Kick,’ charging towards the main entrance, broom in hand, as if trailing sparks and lightning in her wake.

My first instinct was to turn and flee, but I must thank Sister Xiao Ru for preventing that action. As my thoughts raced, before I could decide whether to escape, a graceful figure arrived with ethereal steps.

Suddenly, my vision blurred, and the scent of fragrance filled my nostrils. At the same time, my cheek seemed to brush against something soft. Before I could process it, I was enveloped and spun around, my feet barely touching the ground as I was pulled two steps to the side.

As I turned, I heard two strong gusts of wind whistle past, one after the other, from behind me. Then, amidst the warm fragrance, I heard Sister Xiao Ru’s voice above my head.

“Are you alright? Were you frightened?” she asked softly. I felt the pair of delicate hands around my back slightly loosen, granting me freedom. I lifted my head, catching sight of her subtly concerned eyes.

Being looked down upon with such a gaze made me feel a little embarrassed. Moreover, I then realized that the soft embrace I had just been lost in was none other than Sister’s… *cough* *cough*.

“I, I, I’m fine. Thank you for saving me, Sister Xiao!” My face felt burning hot, and in a flurry of movements, I finally broke free from her embrace. She watched me with a smile, making me feel even more bashful.

“We’ll be roommates in the future, so there’s no need for so many thanks. Besides, didn’t we agree that I would look after you?” she said with a teasing tone.

I was touched by her words, yet also a little afraid she might ask why my face was so red. After all, we were both girls now…

So, in a moment of urgency, I quickly changed the subject and asked, “Sis-Sister, what exactly happened just now?”

“What happened? Shouldn’t you have sensed something beforehand, junior? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have suddenly stopped, would you?” As she spoke, the smile on her face did not fade, and she continued to observe me with interest.

“Uh, I just felt a wave of killing intent, and I instinctively didn’t dare to move forward. So, what exactly happened?” With my thoughts exposed, I could only answer honestly. Of course, I certainly wouldn’t tell her that the only reason I could sense this killing intent, despite having lost all my martial arts, was because my first close encounter with it had been so deeply ingrained in my memory.

Setting aside my past record, Sister Xiao Ru displayed a helpless expression upon hearing my explanation. She sighed softly and said, “I’m truly sorry that you had to encounter something like this on your first day in the dorm. Hmm, I suspect some pervert or hooligan snuck into the girls’ dormitory again and was caught and chased out by the dorm supervisor, Auntie! Don’t worry, junior, such incidents are actually not common. I wonder who was so brazen today to do something like this? It’s really making you laugh at us!”

With that, she shifted her gaze to the two figures still running in circles in front of the girls’ building.

Following her eyes, I saw Sister Kang Qiao, broom in hand, looking awe-inspiring as she chased a medium-built male. It was strange; this fellow, in his moment of peril, didn’t seem to intend to flee far. Instead, he was circling within the vicinity of the girls’ dormitory building.

Though Sister Kang Qiao had been expelled from her sect, her light-body martial arts were considered top-tier during her time at school. Later, taking up the post of dorm supervisor for the girls’ building, she honed an exceptionally profound movement technique through countless chases and skirmishes with perverts and hooligans!

Yet, this fellow dared to challenge her like this? Was he tired of living? However, as for the specific reason, I, having already recognized the man, knew it perfectly well.

The ‘pervert comrade’ dodged and weaved, his feet moving as if on wind. Whenever he reached a dead end, he always found a way to turn around, shaking off Sister Kang Qiao who was hot on his heels. An empty sleeve fluttered in the wind, like a banner, rustling continuously with his shifting footwork!

This slightly peculiar attire wasn’t because this comrade was single-armed, a determined pervert despite his disability. In fact, he had all four limbs intact; it was simply that when he dressed, his right arm wasn’t put through the sleeve but tucked into his embrace.

To delve into the reason for this, one must first trace back to the establishment of Tianwu University’s Five Absolutes Academy. At that time, the ‘Western Poison’ specialization of the Five Absolutes Academy had just been renamed and rebranded as ‘Western Lunatic’. The one who inherited this title was none other than Senior Yang Guo, who once roamed the martial world, known as the ‘Divine Condor Hero’!

However, it is well-known that although Senior Yang Guo’s martial arts were exceptional, his right arm was severed when he was young, leaving him with only his left hand. Later, instead of retreating from the martial world due to this misfortune, he blazed a new trail, cultivating a set of astonishingly powerful and unparalleled martial arts.

One of these was the renowned ‘Sorrowful Ecstasy Palm’. Unfortunately, this palm technique was a ‘one-handed palm technique’ that required the soft force of the right sleeve for assistance. Thus, all descendants of the Yang family who practiced this martial art wore this particular attire, and their right sleeve was always made much longer than the left!

The consequence of this habit was that the Yang family’s clothes often required special customization. The differing lengths of the sleeves also easily led tailors to mistake it for sequelae of a cerebral thrombosis…

The reason for recounting all this was because the running man was none other than Yang Chun, a descendant of the Western Lunatic Yang family, and our very own Yang Laoer!