I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Xue Wan's lips twitched, "Have a taste... and don't you guys get any ideas about my little brother."

"How could we?" the three said in unison.

The long-haired girl smiled slyly, "But... if the little brother has designs on us, there's nothing we can do about that."

Xue Wan nonchalantly waved her hand, "Ah, don't get your hopes up, that won't happen."

"Hmm? Why's that?" the bespectacled girl asked curiously.

Xue Wan laughed, "He's grown up with me since we were kids... you know what I mean."

The petite girl looked puzzled, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Xue Wan pointed at her face, unveiling a beautiful smile.

"Growing up with a top beauty like this, he's built up an immunity to women!"

The three gritted their teeth in frustration.

But seeing Xue Wan's indescribably pretty face, they had to deflate and admit, it seemed to be the truth.

"Damn, give me some of your family's genes!"

"I want to tear that annoying little mouth of yours!"

The group erupted in laughter.

Miao Miao lay in Xue Wan's arms and yawned, thinking to herself that women together could really be annoying.

After a while, a taxi pulled in and slowly came to a stop nearby.

The rear car door opened, Xue Jing scanned to pay, thanked the driver, and stepped out.

He adjusted the glasses on his face and walked towards the school's main entrance.

From a distance, he saw his sister Xue Wan holding Miao Miao and talking with several girls.

"Wanwan, has little brother not arrived yet? Call and ask," said the long-haired girl.

"Yeah, call and ask. What if some female gangster attacked him on the way?" the short-haired girl asked worriedly.

Xue Wan rolled her eyes at them, "What's the rush..."

Then her eyes shifted and she looked not far to the side.

"Ah, here he comes."

"Where, where!" the three college girls suddenly became anxious.

Their gaze focused as they searched around, but they couldn't find him.

"Where the heck is he?"

Just then, Miao Miao jumped out of Xue Wan's arms onto the ground, stretched languorously, and with elegant cat steps, walked towards a nondescript man wearing glasses.

Having reached him, she elegantly leapt onto his shoulder, sat down, and licked her paw.

Xue Wan also waved at him, "Jing, over here, over here."

The three college girls then noticed him.

They all shared a dubious look, "Eh... is he, the little brother?"

"Nothing like what we imagined..."

"We thought he'd be like some kind of dazzling star."

"Why does he look so... ordinary?"

The petite girl stared at Xue Jing for a while, then suddenly said, "Wait, look closer, his face is actually quite handsome!"

"But something's off... it just doesn't feel right."

Xue Wan walked up to Xue Jing, adjusted his collar, and asked curiously:

"Why are you wearing glasses?"

Xue Jing smiled, "If I didn't wear them, there might be some trouble."

Xue Wan nonchalantly said, "Come on, let's take a walk around the school, and by the way, have you decided which university you want to apply to? Senior year is just around the corner."

The two of them started walking towards the school.

"We'll see... I might not even go to college," Xue Jing said after a thought.

Xue Wan nodded, "I guess so... Your martial arts skills are so impressive, following that path could lead to great prospects, though our parents might hesitate... actually, I also suggest you should experience college, not for the degree, but the university life experience is one of a kind, you miss it and it's gone."

"We should really enjoy our youth..." Xue Wan said, her eyes betraying a slight complexity.

The two approached the three college girls.

"These are my classmates... they said they wanted to get to know you," Xue Wan said, extending her palm towards them and then towards Xue Jing.

Xue Jing looked at them, the glasses on his nose reflecting the sunlight, and he said with a smile, "Hello, sisters, I'm Xue Jing."

The three college girls paused, then exchanged glances.

The long-haired girl smiled and said, "Hello, little brother, I'm Zhao Lu."

"I'm Shang Ping."

"I'm Wei Juan..."

The other two also introduced themselves.

They walked together towards the campus.

Chatting along the way.

"Your younger brother is still in his second year of high school, right? Has he considered applying to Maple University in the future?"

"Does your brother have a girlfriend? Does he prefer someone younger or older?"

"Your brother practices martial arts, right? Wanwan was bragging to us that you made the news..."

The female university students continued chatting while sneakily taking out their phones to communicate in their private group of three.

[Although he looks rather ordinary, there's something inexplicably charming about his smile... So weird.]

[It's a bit subtle, but he's definitely a top-notch handsome guy.]

[If there's a chance, we shouldn't let it slip!]

Miao Miao, sitting on Xue Jing's shoulder, glanced at them, a hint of a mocking smile curling on her lips.

After wandering around for a while, Xue Wan said,

"Oh right, let's go check out the Martial Arts Club. Our Maple University's Martial Arts Club is quite famous."

Zhao Lu's eyes lit up, and she added, "Maple University's Martial Arts Club often participates in the Outer Ring collegiate league, and they've won quite a few championships."

"Why don't you go take a look, Jing? Maybe you'll be interested in Maple University after the visit."

Xue Jing was primarily there to chat with his sister, so he was indifferent about the location. He nodded and said, "Sure, let's go take a look."

...

Maple City University Martial Arts Club, inside a spacious venue.

Dozens of male and female university students, wearing training garments, were busy with club activities on the plastic floor.

Some were sparring, some were exercising with equipment, and some were giving or receiving guidance.

A tall man, nearly two meters tall with a muscular build and short hair, was personally teaching a younger club member.

"No, don't lift your foot so high. Feet are the foundation of the body, and any technique involving the feet must be cautious. Losing balance is a fatal mistake for a martial artist..."

At that moment, someone rushed into the venue through the entrance.

"Feng, Feng!"

The person approached the man known as Feng, panting heavily.

Feng calmly said, "What's the hurry? Take it slow."

The man nodded, took a few deep breaths, and then said, "Goddess Xue, Goddess Xue is here!"

Upon hearing this, Feng's eyes widened slightly, but he just frowned and said, "Just passing by, right?"

The man shook his head quickly, "No, she's really coming here, heading straight to our club with Zhao Lu and the other two, and there's a guy with them!"

Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Oh right, I took a good look at that guy, and he looks a lot like Goddess Xue. Must be her brother?"

The man added.

Feng, hearing this, smacked the back of the man's head and scolded, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

It's good if it's the brother...

The man, holding the back of his head, said in an aggrieved tone, "Can't I catch my breath?"

Feng ignored his complaint and said, "Be smart later, Wan... Xue Wan must be bringing her brother here to visit our Martial Arts Club."

"I'll greet them. We need to make a good impression on our little uncle... on her brother."

...

As they got closer to the Martial Arts Club venue, Xue Wan suddenly turned to Xue Jing and said,

"Oh, Jing."

Xue Jing looked at her, puzzled, "Hmm?"

Xue Wan smiled and said,

"The president of the Martial Arts Club will probably want to give you some guidance."

"Just agree to it, and then... you can be a bit harsher in your response."

Xue Jing adjusted his glasses, which reflected the light, "Why?"

Zhao Lu casually said, "What else? It's just that thing... that guy is quite annoying. Wanwan has already made it clear she's not interested, but he won't give up."

"But his martial arts skills are really strong. He even participated in the U19 last year. Brother Jing... any problems?"

She said, somewhat worried.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I should be a bit stronger than him."

...

(Don't scold, don't scold, I'll try to write a bit more...)