Path to Death

Han Yu's strength, coupled with his talent, was enough to make him a prodigy of his generation. Following him in cultivation would be far more effective than attending an Advanced Soul Master Academy.

After all, Advanced Soul Master Academies had no precedent of having a teacher personally guide a single student in cultivation. By following Han Yu, she would essentially have a private tutor.

Ye Lingling was no fool. She naturally saw the pros and cons clearly.

"Teacher Han, I've already agreed to join your academy. Why would I go back on my word? As for advanced or primary, as long as Teacher Han is here, what difference does it make?"

"Haha, I was overthinking it. Come on, I'll show you around the academy."

When Han Yu, who had been "missing" for two months, appeared again, quite a few teachers throughout the academy spread the news among themselves.

The Dean of Studies ranked only below the dean here, so naturally countless people wanted to get on his good side.

Before long, nearly everyone in the academy knew. Tang San, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly lit up. "Han Yu, good. You returned before I graduated. You insulted my teacher—you have chosen the Path to Death."

Meanwhile, Han Yu brought Ye Lingling to the Dean's Office.

Whether he was returning to his post or arranging for Ye Lingling to stay at the academy, both required Dean Pei Feng's approval.

"Director Han, it seems you gained quite the opportunity this time. Even I can no longer see through your strength." Pei Feng smiled as he came forward.

Han Yu smiled. "Thank you for your concern, Dean. I was merely lucky this time and managed to fish a few opportunities out of muddy waters."

He would not reveal his true strength.

Once his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was exposed, Tang Haozi, who knew what he was looking at, would definitely come leaping out.

"Dean, this is Lingling, a friend I met in the forest this time. Her strength has reached Soul Elder rank. I still have some theories to supplement these days, so let her substitute for me in class."

Han Yu and Ye Lingling had discussed this before entering. It was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

The standard for recruiting teachers at a Primary Soul Master Academy was Soul Power above level 20, with no age restriction.

Ye Lingling summoned her martial soul and soul rings, and Pei Feng immediately agreed.

However, he pulled Han Yu aside and whispered, "Director Han, such a young Soul Elder... if you don't have that kind of relationship with her, you'd better not keep her in our little temple. Graduating from an Advanced Soul Master Academy is her chance to grow stronger. Not to mention, there's also the Soul Master Grand Competition."

Han Yu naturally knew all this. But having only just returned, it was not convenient for him to bring up resigning.

"I understand, Dean."

Pei Feng patted Han Yu on the shoulder, then turned and said, "Teacher Ye, if you don't mind, you can stay in the dormitory next to Teacher Han's. The environment there is quite good and suitable for your daily cultivation."

"Yes, Dean."

After seeing Ye Lingling back to her dormitory, Han Yu hurried straight to the Academic Affairs Office.

Holding the position meant doing the job. Naturally, he would not slack off.

However, after he had been gone for two months, many teachers who had long harbored grievances against Tang San and Xiao Wu came to complain to him one after another.

"That is indeed too much. While I was gone for two months, they didn't attend a single class. According to academy rules, they can be expelled."

The matter should have been settled, but Pei Feng believed Tang San and Xiao Wu were both academy prodigies. He wanted to use their future achievements to benefit admissions.

Han Yu only had this to say: if you knew that after Tang San became a god, he even forgot Notting Primary Soul Master Academy, I wonder how you would feel.

Han Yu would not show a pleasant face to someone so ungrateful.

"Place them on academic probation. If they offend again, expel them immediately."

Only after receiving Han Yu's assurance did the teachers calm down somewhat.

A student at a primary academy was like an elementary school student on Blue Star. At that age, genius or not, you still had to attend class.

But Tang San not only skipped class, he even used advanced mathematics—advanced soul master theory—to make things difficult for the teachers.

It was not necessarily that the teachers did not know the answers, but at their current stage, discussing such questions had no meaning at all.

Knock, knock~

A series of knocks sounded, and Tang San arrived.

The teachers all moved aside, afraid others would learn that Tang San was their student.

"Tang San, you came at the right time. After deliberation, this is the academy's disciplinary notice for you." As he spoke, Han Yu handed the notice to Tang San.

Tang San did not even glance at it. Instead, he said coldly, "Han Yu, apologize to my teacher."

"Yu Xiaogang?" Han Yu smiled. "What have I done to wrong him that requires me to apologize?"

Mo Hen grabbed Tang San, his expression ugly. "Tang San, how can you speak to Director Han like that?!"

Tang San snapped, "Teacher Mo, Han Yu insulted my teacher and even knocked out his teeth. How can a person of such poor character be a teacher at this academy?"

"Hmph, Tang San, don't spout nonsense here. We saw the situation in the office that day clearly. Yu Xiaogang repeatedly provoked Director Han and even flipped over Director Han's desk. The disciple of such a lowly person is indeed no better." A teacher rebuked him angrily.

"Hmph, Han Yu, just you wait." With that, Tang San stormed off.

For someone who had chosen the Path to Death, Tang San had no intention of wasting words on him.

However, he had discovered that Han Yu was always surrounded by people. If he acted, he would easily arouse suspicion. By making his relationship with Han Yu public now, he could dispel some of that suspicion.

As for whether Han Yu actually apologized, it would make no difference. He still had to die.

"Heh, looks like I've chosen the Path to Death." Han Yu laughed inwardly.

The Ten Thousand Fires System issued a new mission: Please cripple Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul within one month. Upon completion, reward: Burning Sky Technique. Upon failure, the host's Second Martial Soul will be deducted.

"Heh, Tang San, you'd better behave yourself. Otherwise..."

"Director Han, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang are cut from the same cloth. Why don't you speak to the dean and have them thrown out of the academy?" Quite a few teachers chimed in.

Poor grades were a teacher's problem, but if there was a problem with someone's character, that was their parents' problem.

Han Yu waved a hand. "All right, get back to class. Don't delay the course schedule. Teacher Mo, come with me."

The dormitory logistics were generally handled by Mo Hen. Han Yu had called him out because he wanted him to look after Ye Lingling.

As expected, Tang San still did not attend class that afternoon.

He hid near Han Yu's dormitory, ready to strike at any time.

But the first people he saw were not Han Yu, but Mo Hen and an unfamiliar woman.

"The academy has a new teacher, and she's an auxiliary-type soul master." From their conversation, Tang San learned that Ye Lingling was a Healing-Type Soul Master, and that her martial soul was a strange-looking begonia flower.

"Could this be a mutated martial soul? I'll have to ask Teacher about it later."

Now that Han Yu had returned, Tang San was not afraid he would fail to catch him.