Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, the day for the graduation of the primary Soul Masters arrived.
Throughout the campus, students could be seen everywhere, enthusiastically discussing their destinations for intermediate academies.
In the back row by the window in Grade 3, Class 1, Xie Xie boredly twirled the Light Dragon Dagger in his hand, his eyes occasionally darting toward the seat next to him that had been empty for a full ten days.
“Three years… A full three years!” Xie Xie couldn’t help but slap his forehead, letting out a long sigh.
Over these three years, the number of times Mo Fan had appeared in his seat was even fewer than the teachers for each subject, and his seat had become a default resting place for the teachers, causing Xie Xie to be forced to sit with teachers, feeling uncomfortable everywhere.
Yet, no one could do anything about this king of truancy.
Whether it was his talent for being a Soul Master, blacksmithing, or spirit guidance technology, Mo Fan was absolutely top-tier.
The principal wished he could worship him like an ancestor; whoever dared to say a bad word about him would lose their job immediately!
Over time, not only did the classmates become numb to it, but even the homeroom teacher, Teacher Ye Yi, turned a blind eye.
After all, a king of truancy who could casually suppress the entire field during final exams—such a monster could no longer be constrained by the rules and regulations of a primary academy.
Just as Xie Xie was lost in thought, a figure suddenly appeared in the seat.
“What are you thinking about? Xie Xie, sighing in broad daylight, I wouldn’t know if you couldn’t graduate.”
A familiar voice rang out.
Xie Xie whipped his head around, only to see that Mo Fan was already sitting in the chair, though he didn’t know when he had arrived.
At nine years old, Mo Fan’s figure had grown significantly taller than it was three years ago.
His God of Magic physique, combined with the tempering of three years of blacksmithing, gave him a well-proportioned and slender build.
Beneath his clothes, smooth muscle lines were faintly visible, and between his brows, he carried a confidence that looked past everything.
“Holy crap, Mo Fan! You finally decided to show up!”
Xie Xie was startled at first, then leaned in with a resentful expression, “Today is the graduation ceremony and the final strength assessment. If you didn’t show up again, Teacher Ye Yi would probably have gone to catch you personally. Wait, the Soul Power fluctuations on you…”
Xie Xie sensed the solid spirit pressure surrounding Mo Fan, and his eyes almost popped out: “How did you break through again!”
“What a fuss,” Mo Fan curled his lip.
“Only improving eighteen levels in three years is really too slow.”
Hearing this, Xie Xie, who was only at level eighteen, turned as red as a pig’s liver.
Listen to that, is that even human speech?
A twenty-nine-level nine-year-old, I’m afraid even those monsters at Shrek couldn’t do that, right?
“You really are a monster,” Xie Xie said, leaning back against the chair in defeat.
For these three years, he had been desperately chasing after Mo Fan as his goal, but in the end, he couldn’t even see the other person’s taillights.
Once called peers with innate full Soul Power, it now seemed like he was just humiliating himself; he was purely a clown.
“Alright, stop acting like a wronged little wife,” Mo Fan said with a smile, hooking his arm around Xie Xie’s neck and shaking him vigorously. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“Temporary setbacks don’t mean everything. Keep it up, the future is yours.”
Xie Xie sighed.
It wasn’t the first time he had heard such nonsense, but the gap only kept getting wider.
However, thinking that Mo Fan couldn’t be judged by common logic, perhaps when he entered Shrek in the future, those geniuses would have the same feeling as him.
Thinking about it this way, the sense of frustration in his heart dissipated quite a bit.
There was no help for it; for these three years, he had been struck like this every day, so he had long since forged a diamond-hard, pressure-resistant heart.
“Students, keep quiet and line up to head to the training field!”
The voice of the homeroom teacher, Teacher Ye Yi, came from the podium.
When his gaze swept to the last row and he saw the return of the missing person, his eyes lit up.
This big shot rarely didn’t skip class on the day of the graduation test.
You have to know that there were many big shots visiting today, and he could bring some prestige to the academy.
In the center of the combat training field, it was already filled with various high-precision spirit guidance assessment instruments.
Besides Eastsea Academy, even the principals of the advanced and intermediate divisions, as well as representatives from the Federal Government, the Blacksmiths Association, and the Spirit Pagoda, had come in person to observe.
After all, Eastsea Primary Soul Master Academy represented the highest quality young Soul Master seedlings in the vicinity of Eastsea City, and understanding them in advance meant being able to invest in advance.
“The first item of the graduation assessment: Soul Power level test!”
Teacher Ye Yi held a spirit guidance recorder and stood beside a huge dark golden spirit guidance crystal pillar.
“The first one, Lei Bin!”
Red-haired Lei Bin stepped forward first.
Compared to three years ago, he had grown even stronger, and his whole body radiated a sense of power.
He pressed his palm onto the sensing area, and his Soul Power surged.
Hum!
The spirit guidance scale on the crystal pillar soared wildly, finally settling in a brilliant light.
“Level nineteen! Not bad,” Teacher Ye Yi smiled slightly.
The big shots observing also nodded expressionlessly.
Being able to reach level nineteen at nine years old meant it was highly likely he had innate full Soul Power.
Improving nine levels in three years showed he hadn’t been lazy and his cultivation attitude was very correct.
Lei Bin grinned triumphantly and even looked at Xie Xie provocatively; ever since that collision, the two had never gotten along.
“The second one, Xie Xie!”
Xie Xie snorted coldly and walked up quickly.
As his Soul Power was injected…
The scale jumped again and finally settled.
“Level eighteen! Still need to work hard,” Teacher Ye Yi said with a calm expression.
After that, there was a series of level seventeen, eighteen, and nineteen; almost the entire Class 1 was at this level.
The other classes didn’t look as good.
Lazy people who had only improved two or three levels over three years were everywhere, and some hadn’t even reached level ten Soul Power, so they couldn’t graduate directly.
“The last one, Mo Fan.” When Teacher Ye Yi called out this name, his voice obviously paused, and the eyes of the whole audience focused on him in an instant.
The big shots in the VIP seats whispered, obviously having heard this name long ago.
Saint Craftsman Mu Chen also rarely had time to pay attention to Mo Fan’s growth; after all, it was entrusted by His Excellency Saint Spirit, and even if she hadn’t shown any indication in three years, he still had to pay attention.
Mo Fan yawned and slowly strolled to the crystal pillar.
He shook his head helplessly: Forget it, I’ve kept a low profile for three years, so on this last day, I’ll just treat it as a graduation defense for the academy.
He casually placed his hand on the sensing crystal.
Boom!
The flowing light of the originally calm crystal pillar began to soar!
Ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five…
In the blink of an eye, the flowing light pierced straight through the level twenty-five boundary.
Ding!
Finally, it was nailed there—level twenty-nine!
“Twenty… twenty-nine!”
Teacher Ye Yi’s hand shook violently, and he almost dropped the instrument on the ground.
His voice completely changed pitch at this moment, and he looked at Mo Fan in shock.
The big shots watching were so shocked they stood up suddenly, their eyes almost popping out.
“We at the Spirit Pagoda want this person!”
“In your dreams, this is a student of our Eastsea Academy!”
“Little brother, do you want to join the Federation.”
In an instant, the VIP seats were in chaos as they scrambled to snatch him up.
Nine years old!
Peak Great Soul Master!
Just one level away from being a level thirty Spirit Elder!
This was more than just a true dragon appearing; this was a true god reincarnated!