Chu Ye, Specially Appointed Teaching Assistant

Mu En pondered for a moment, a flash of resolve passing through his eyes. He said:

"Just wait until you become a god, you say! Well said!"

"Boy, your ambition and boldness have earned even this old man's admiration."

"But rules are rules. Since you broke them today, you have shown disrespect to our predecessors."

"Therefore, your reward of admission to the Inner Court is revoked, effective immediately."

A flash of satisfaction appeared in Xuan Zi's eyes when he heard that.

He glanced at Zhulong, but Zhulong's expression remained calm.

Xuan Zi thought, Keep pretending. The genius you wanted to nominate isn't even qualified to become an Inner Court disciple now.

But in the next moment, Mu En said:

"Starting today, as punishment, you will serve as a specially appointed teaching assistant in the Outer Court. You will oversee the freshmen and be responsible for tempering the Outer Court disciples through combat and refining their character."

"What?"

Xuan Zi froze when he heard that.

Once he recovered, he protested, "Elder Mu, what kind of punishment is that? You're clearly rewarding the brat!"

"What if he corrupts the freshmen at Shrek Academy when he becomes their teaching assistant?"

Zhulong, who had been silent for a long time, sneered.

"As I see it, some of the teachers in the Outer Court are hopelessly hidebound. They should have been replaced long ago."

"Chu Ye is a good lad. He's just the one to knock those pampered Outer Court disciples into shape."

Yan Shaozhe really didn't want another teaching assistant like that under him.

He spoke up:

"Could we assign Chu Ye to the Soul Tool Department?"

"Didn't Chu Ye say we needed to learn about Soul Tools from the Sun Moon Empire with an open mind? As I see it, this would be a perfect way to inject some fresh blood into the Soul Tool Department."

Qian Duoduo's face darkened at that. Yan Shaozhe really did know how to dump his troubles on someone else.

But then his eyes rolled, and he thought, It wouldn't be bad if the academy gained another genius like Chu Ye.

"All right, then. I'd be happy to have him."

"As long as Chu Ye is willing to come to my Soul Tool Department, I'll certainly support it!"

Watching the two of them, Mu En couldn't help shaking his head inwardly.

Shaozhe, Shaozhe!

Your boldness and breadth of vision are still lacking.

In his view, none of this generation's Shrek Seven Devils could shoulder the main burden.

The current freshmen could only serve as reserves.

And the only one most likely to be able to bear that responsibility was Chu Ye.

Zhulong and Chu Ye were the two pillars he had chosen for Shrek Academy's future.

Of course, that depended on whether Chu Ye could rein in his temperament in the future.

That was why he had made Chu Ye a teaching assistant: once he dealt with those troublesome students himself, he would know what headaches they faced every day as teachers and as pavilion master.

Mu En then made his decision:

"Chu Ye will serve as a specially appointed teaching assistant. He will not be assigned to either the Martial Soul Department or the Soul Tool Department. He may temper any student in the Outer Court."

All the pavilion elders were shocked to hear that.

They all wanted to stop him, but Mu En had made up his mind, and no one could stop him.

Seeing that no one objected,

A piece of golden ancient wood brimming with life appeared in Mu En's hand. He channeled his formidable Radiant Sacred Dragon Soul Power and carved the wood into a token in an instant.

The character "Mu" was written on it.

He said to Chu Ye:

"Chu Ye, take my token and assume your post immediately."

The pavilion elders looked at Chu Ye and couldn't help marveling at his dogshit luck in catching Elder Mu's eye.

To everyone's surprise, Chu Ye took the token and asked in return:

"Old man, you're sending me to work in the Outer Court. You can't just paint a pie in the sky for me, can you?"

"If there's no salary, that's hardly reasonable."

Everyone was dumbfounded by his words.

Even the corners of Yan Shaozhe's mouth twitched.

Xuan Zi wanted nothing more than to blast Chu Ye out of there.

Only Zhulong watched Chu Ye with a calm expression.

That's my original self for you, really staying in character!

Mu En couldn't help laughing too. The lad was truly interesting.

So he said:

"Then I'll raise your compensation to twice the standard for an Inner Court disciple. What else do you want?"

Chu Ye looked at a spiritual fruit on the table that looked exceptionally good and said:

"That fruit looks good to me."

Before anyone could react, Chu Ye grabbed the fruit and sauntered out of the Sea God Pavilion.

Watching Chu Ye do as he pleased, everyone present exchanged glances.

Meanwhile, Freshman Class One was starting.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao had run until their heads were covered in sweat.

The academy's roads had been very difficult to travel on lately, making even Soul Tool bicycles inconvenient to use, so they had to run all the way over.

The two arrived just in time.

Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief once he reached his seat. He glanced around and saw that there were quite a lot of freshmen in the Shrek Outer Court.

Freshman Class One alone had a full hundred students.

There were ten classes in the entire year, which meant there were about a thousand students in the year.

The pressure here was considerable too.

But Huo Yuhao was confident that he would stand out.

At that moment, an elderly woman entered Class One and walked behind the lectern.

As soon as she entered, she surveyed the whole room.

She said calmly:

"My name is Zhou Yi, and I am your homeroom teacher."

"I'm not sure how many of you will be able to make it through the coming year with me."

"But let me tell you this: in my class, no trash will make it through the assessments."

"I train monsters, not idiots."

Hearing Zhou Yi's harsh words, many of the students frowned in indignation.

But her words immediately reminded Huo Yuhao of someone: Senior Chu Ye.

When it came to monsters, that senior was the real thing.

Seeing the students' reactions, Zhou Yi sneered and made her move.

"Everyone who hasn't been in a fight since the start of school, stand up!"

Everyone exchanged glances and stood up, one after another.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were among them.

Yesterday, the Zodiac Temple had nearly flattened the Outer Court, and everyone had been taking shelter. Who the fuck had been in the mood to fight amid the ruins?

They had no idea what Zhou Yi was up to.

Zhou Yi said coldly:

"Not even one of you? You are the worst class I've ever taught."

"Don't you know Shrek's motto? Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities!"

"Every one of you, get outside and run laps around Shrek Square. If you don't complete a hundred laps, I'll expel you on the spot!"

All the students were stunned.

What was this? They hadn't gotten into fights, so right off the bat they had to run a hundred laps, and if they didn't finish, they'd be expelled from the academy?

They had known before coming to Shrek that it was no ordinary place, but this rule was far too heaven-defying, wasn't it?

Someone immediately wanted to stand up and object.

But Zhou Yi instantly released six Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, and two black.

She was a Soul Emperor.

Her presence bore down on the hundred freshmen, leaving them unable to breathe.

Zhou Yi said calmly:

"I forgot to tell you, those hundred laps must be completed within one shichen, or two hours."

Everyone went numb when they heard that.

That meant they had to average a lap in just over a minute.

Was that something a human could do?

Wang Dong was immediately displeased.

Even that pretentious bastard Chu Ye didn't talk this arrogantly.

What gave an old woman like her the right to act so damn cocky?

Wang Dong immediately shot back:

"Teacher Zhou, we haven't broken any rules. Why should we be punished?"

"Just because you're the teacher and we're students, does that mean you can punish us however you like?"

When Wang Dong talked back, Zhou Yi immediately brought her Soul Emperor-level Soul Power down on her.

"You dare talk back? Your name is Wang Dong, isn't it? Ten extra laps."

That made Wang Dong even angrier.

This old woman!