Three-Ringed Soul Grandmaster! (Please Follow, Please Vote)

"Why wasn't his Soul Power Level tested?" a parent standing behind Ning Tianchen shouted impatiently.

"Exactly! This is obviously rigged. I seriously suspect he's a plant you hired."

As soon as those words were spoken, many parents chimed in.

The parents who had remained to register after being reprimanded by Li Yusong had all prepared themselves to lose ten Gold Soul Coins. But if someone was being given special treatment, wouldn't their Gold Soul Coins be wasted for nothing?

Who could possibly stand that?

Ning Tianchen remained calm as the Seven Kill Sword Spirit appeared in his hand, its sharp blade gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight.

Three soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple—appeared beneath his feet, dazzlingly bright.

"Is this enough now?"

"A Three-Ringed Soul Grandmaster." Xiao Wu covered her mouth, her face filled with amazement.

Tang San's brows drew together. He had thought Ning Tianchen's strength was close to his own, but he had never expected the other boy to have already broken through to Soul Grandmaster.

Ning Rongrong crossed her arms before her chest and swept her gaze over the crowd with a proud expression.

It was as though she were saying, See? This is my Tianchen Gege.

"Only the weak obsess over trivialities." Dai Mubai snorted and led the four of them into the academy.

Along the way, Tang San felt that the Seven Kill Sword Spirit looked somewhat familiar.

Yu Xiaogang had told him about the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Spirit. It was the inherited Spirit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As for this Seven Kill Sword...

Tang San's brows suddenly rose, and he said with some envy, "His Spirit is actually engraved on the Pope Token. How great would it be if my Spirit were the hammer on the Pope Token?"

Comparisons really could make a person furious.

Of course, Yu Xiaogang had never told him that his second Spirit was related to the hammer emblem on the Pope Token.

As for matters concerning the Clear Sky Sect, knowing too much at Tang San's current level of strength would do him no good.

After entering the academy,

Xiao Wu was the first to lose patience. "Is this Shrek Academy's campus?"

Dai Mubai guessed what they were thinking and smiled. "No need to guess. The academy has always been located here. By the way, you still have one more test ahead of you. Only by passing it can you officially join the academy."

As they spoke and walked, they soon arrived before two lines.

The two lines were for testing Soul Power Level and Spirit quality respectively. Only those who met the standards in both could qualify for the final test.

Ning Rongrong instinctively stepped forward to line up, but Dai Mubai stopped her. "You don't need to take either of these tests. Just come with me to the final stage."

After Dai Mubai explained, the group finally understood just how demanding Shrek Academy's admissions were.

Only geniuses with Soul Power Levels above twenty-five had a chance to skip directly to the final stage. Those below level twenty-five had almost no chance of passing these two assessments.

Under thirteen years old and above level twenty-five in Soul Power—only geniuses with Innate Soul Power of at least level seven could achieve that.

Ning Rongrong had calculated it earlier. Fewer than forty people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect qualified to pass Shrek Academy's registration test each year.

Of those, the number with Innate Soul Power above level seven dropped sharply to around ten.

By that calculation, even a powerful sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect only had around ten people successfully enroll in Shrek Academy each year.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong felt somewhat unconvinced.

Why should the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hand its top talents over to Shrek Academy for training? Besides, this campus was practically a ruin.

If she had not snuck out, Ning Rongrong would probably have turned around and gone home long ago.

Dai Mubai led the four of them to the assessment site, then immediately ran out of the academy again.

"Tianchen Gege, I'm a little hungry." Ning Rongrong rubbed her stomach.

The four of them had set out early that morning, and there had been nowhere along the road selling breakfast. As a result, they were all on empty stomachs.

Just then, a shout rang out. "Come take a look! Don't miss out if you're passing by! Freshly made Big Sausages! Affordable prices, just five Copper Spirit Coins each!"

"Third Brother, should we get one?" Xiao Wu asked tentatively.

Tang San nodded, then asked Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong as well.

Before long, he returned carrying four sausages and gave one to each of them.

"That sausage-selling uncle doesn't look like a good person." Ning Rongrong said warily, not daring to eat the sausage in her hand.

When Ning Tianchen saw Tang San and Xiao Wu eating with relish, a mischievous urge rose within him.

Walking over to the stall, he asked, "Boss, how are your sausages made?"

Oscar's face was covered in stubble. He looked nothing like a teenager.

"Th-this wouldn't be appropriate, would it?" Oscar hesitated.

Xiao Wu took another bite of her sausage and smiled. "What's inappropriate about it? I'm not full yet. Make me another fresh sausage."

Unable to refuse such an enthusiastic request, Oscar made another sausage right in front of the four of them.

Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were halfway through eating their sausages, instantly lost their appetites and spat everything out.

"You damned uncle, I knew you were up to no good." Ning Rongrong angrily threw her sausage to the ground and stomped on it several times.

"I don't see what's so bad about it. Food made by Food System Spirit Masters can not only satisfy hunger, but also restore energy and stamina." As he spoke, Ning Tianchen actually began eating his sausage.

"What the hell, how can you eat that? That uncle is way too sleazy. I just feel like—"

Before Xiao Wu could finish, she gagged.

"I'm not an uncle! I'm only fourteen this year!" Oscar snapped angrily.

Tang San calmed himself and hurriedly asked, "You're really only fourteen?"

Oscar replied proudly, "Of course I am. I'm a student here. Just ask around if you don't believe me."

As he spoke, his eyes kept darting toward Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong snorted and immediately hid behind Ning Tianchen.

The moment Oscar saw Ning Tianchen, he knew he had no chance. He was only a Support System Spirit Master; how could he compete with a Battle Spirit Master?

For some reason, a wave of inexplicable disappointment rose in his heart. It was as though something that should have belonged to him had suddenly disappeared.

Before long, Dai Mubai returned, with a curvy girl in black beside him.

When he saw Ning Tianchen eating the sausage with gusto, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. "You can't eat that sausage."

"Boss Dai, you're just jealous that I can finally make a sale. Good brother, for your performance today, I'll make sure you never run out of sausages." Oscar grinned shamelessly as he threw an arm around Dai Mubai's shoulders.

Dai Mubai still wanted to dissuade him, but Ning Tianchen said, "Food made by Food System Spirit Masters has quite a few benefits after consumption. There's another test coming up, so this is perfect for replenishing some stamina."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was a sect of Support System Spirit Masters, and it had many records concerning Food System Spirit Masters.

If possible, Ning Tianchen wanted to lure a Food System Spirit Master like Oscar back to the sect.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment before asking Oscar for a sausage.

After all, she was very hungry. If she did not fill her stomach, she might falter during the upcoming test.

"Xiao Wu, we..." Tang San also wanted to replenish some stamina.

But Xiao Wu felt far too sickened, leaving him no choice but to remain hungry as well.