Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
“Hans!”
“Hans!”
Hurried footsteps rang out outside the dean’s office, followed by an urgent shout.
Yu Xiaogang pushed open the office door without permission.
Hans was sitting behind his desk.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang’s hurried appearance, he frowned slightly.
“Xiaogang, what’s wrong?”
Yu Xiaogang strode over, slapped a hand on Hans’s desk, and stared straight into his eyes.
“Hans, do you know what happened at the academy yesterday?”
At first, Yu Xiaogang had assumed that the Qi Dao mentioned by those two young teachers was simply someone who happened to share the same name as the Qi Dao he knew.
But after he pressed them for more information, one of the teachers told him a cruel truth.
The Qi Dao they were talking about was the very same Qi Dao he knew.
A person with innate rank 0.5 soul power whose martial soul was a malignantly mutated sword martial soul!
But how could someone with only half a rank of innate soul power defeat a soul master who already possessed a first soul ring?
That was why Yu Xiaogang had rushed over to find Hans.
There was one thing he desperately needed to figure out.
How exactly had Qi Dao managed to seriously injure Xiao Haijie with a single sword strike?
There was absolutely no way a mere half-rank soul master with a trash martial soul could accomplish something like that.
Unless…
His martial soul awakening report was fake!
He had never possessed a malignantly mutated martial soul or been a useless nobody with half a rank of innate soul power.
Instead, he possessed a benignly mutated martial soul and innate full soul power, a genuine genius.
Only then would there be even a sliver of possibility that he could seriously injure Xiao Haijie with a single sword strike.
Seeing the expression on Yu Xiaogang’s face, Hans sighed.
“Xiaogang, I know what you want to ask.”
“That child Qi Dao really did defeat Xiao Haijie fair and square, although Xiao Haijie’s carelessness also played a part.”
“Stop!”
Yu Xiaogang interrupted him, his voice heavy.
“I only want to know one thing.
Is his innate soul power really half a rank?”
Hans sighed again and shook his head.
“Xiaogang, I know this is hard to believe, but I can guarantee that the child’s martial soul report is accurate.
And when he defeated Xiao Haijie, he was still only a half-rank Soul Warrior.”
“This…
How is that possible?”
Yu Xiaogang was unable to believe it.
I have to personally study his martial soul.
There’s definitely something extraordinary about it!”
“Hans, weren’t you hoping that I would take him as my disciple?”
“As long as Qi Dao is willing to cooperate with me and let me study his martial soul, I’ll agree to accept him as a nominal disciple.”
There was a trace of eagerness in Yu Xiaogang’s eyes.
He had completely forgotten how much he had looked down on Qi Dao for having only half a rank of innate soul power.
“Xiaogang!”
Hans raised his voice, disappointment and anger evident on his face.
“Haven’t you realized how arrogant you’re being?”
“You’re not looking for a student.
You’re looking for a test subject!”
“Forget Qi Dao himself.
Even I won’t agree to this.”
Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
He had never expected Hans to refuse him.
He hurriedly said, “Hans, I’m doing this for Qi Dao’s sake, too.
He’s only a half-rank Soul Master.
Without my guidance, forget reaching rank 30—he’ll have difficulty even breaking through rank 20.”
“As long as he’s willing to cooperate with my research, I won’t hurt him!”
Hans snorted coldly.
“Xiaogang, you don’t need to say anything else.
I won’t agree!”
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth.
“Hans, you’ll regret this!”
Hans remained unmoved and said sternly,
“Xiaogang, I’m the dean here!”
Bang!
Yu Xiaogang stormed out of the office.
…
First-Year Classroom.
The first class of the new school year had begun.
As a junior soul master academy, the academy mainly taught theoretical knowledge.
Of course, the soul power levels of the teachers at Nuoding Academy were generally quite low.
Some teachers responsible for the lower grades had not even reached rank 20.
Naturally, it was unrealistic to expect these teachers, most of whom were only in their teens in terms of rank, to teach practical combat.
During class, the first-year teacher stood at the front of the classroom and introduced the basic knowledge of martial souls, soul power, and other related subjects.
Toward the end of the first lesson, the teacher also taught them about a common type of soul beast.
For a soul master, especially one with ordinary talent and no background, the academy was the easiest place to learn about soul beasts.
Otherwise, after graduating from a soul master academy, the only way to gain such knowledge would be through repeated lessons of blood and tears during soul hunting.
Unless you planned to never hunt for soul rings in your entire life!
Otherwise, even if you paid a high price to hire a specialized soul-hunting team, there was still a good chance that the team would simply find some random soul beast and brush you off.
After class, the teacher came over to thank Qi Dao.
The teacher looked quite young.
During his introduction, he had mentioned that he himself was a graduate of Nuoding Academy.
Unfortunately, his talent had been insufficient, and he had failed to enter an intermediate soul master academy.
After breaking through to become a Soul Master, he returned to Nuoding Academy to teach the lower grades.
As someone who had been through it himself, he knew very well how mischievous children who had just entered the academy could be.
Expecting them to sit quietly in the classroom and listen to dull, monotonous soul master theory was practically impossible.
But Qi Dao’s prestige was simply too high.
All he needed was a single glance or a soft cough, and the entire classroom would immediately fall silent and listen to the lesson.
This young teacher had taught three batches of first-year students, but he had never found teaching a class this comfortable.
Qi Dao smiled.
“I was helping myself, too.
They were so noisy that they were affecting my ability to listen to the lesson.”
Hearing this, the young teacher couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Not only was Student Qi Dao incredibly strong, but he was also so sensible.
If only every student were like him.
Unfortunately, he could only teach a student like this for one year.
Still, the young teacher really liked hardworking students like Qi Dao, so he said kindly, “Student Qi Dao, if you want to learn more theoretical knowledge in the future, you can go to the academy library.
I also took some notes and wrote down a few insights when I was studying here.
I’ll bring them for you tomorrow.
They may not be anything special, but I hope they can help you.”
Qi Dao listened respectfully.
“Thank you, Teacher!”
The young teacher smiled, then turned and left.
Not long after the young teacher departed, another theory class began.
The afternoon was devoted entirely to meditation.
Clearly, the academy also understood that it was difficult for a group of young children to consciously meditate and cultivate on their own.
Without supervision, these students might not even cultivate for one or two hours a day.
During the class, Qi Dao also met Wang Sheng.
There were two work-study students among this year’s first-year students, and Wang Sheng was one of them.
Wang Sheng’s talent was by no means inferior to the other first-year students.
He also possessed innate rank 3 soul power.
However, because of his background, he was not well-connected among the first-year students.
Qi Dao did not deliberately try to correct their prejudice based on status.
Instead, he simply told every one of them:
“If you look down on him, then pick up your fists and fight him.”
“Among Soul Masters, strength is what matters!”
“If you’re inferior to someone, what right do you have to look down on them?”
“Do kings, marquises, generals, and ministers really have some special bloodline?”
If a person were truly capable, they could carve out their own place in the world regardless of their birth!
End of Chapter