Zhou Yi: Does Anyone Get It, Family?!

"Does anyone object?"

The utterly calm tone sent chills down everyone's spine.

They had all seen it clearly. Tailong was, at the very least, a one-ring Soul Master, with Soul Power nearing rank nineteen. He had even used a soul skill, yet Huo Yuhao had taken him down in a single exchange.

Coupled with Huo Yuhao's earlier head-on clash with Zhou Yi, his strength and mystery had been deeply etched into the hearts of Class One's students.

Mu Jin also stared at Huo Yuhao in shock.

She had merely wanted to use Huo Yuhao to disgust Zhou Yi, but she had never expected his seemingly frail body to possess such explosive power.

Though she could not tell what kind of Martial Soul Huo Yuhao possessed, it was undoubtedly not a Beast Martial Soul.

Both were one-ring Soul Masters, and Huo Yuhao's first Soul Ring was even a white ring. Yet he had completely overpowered Tailong, a one-ring Soul Master with a Beast Martial Soul. This showed just how powerful Huo Yuhao was.

Mu Jin could not help looking again in the direction Zhou Yi had left.

Because of Fan Yu, she and Zhou Yi had never gotten along. She had always looked down on Zhou Yi's teaching style as well.

Still, Zhou Yi's one hundred percent advancement rate was indeed terrifying.

Though that one hundred percent advancement rate was largely maintained through the threat of expelling students.

In Mu Jin's eyes, Zhou Yi's method had never been a sustainable one.

Yet all this time, no higher-ups had stepped in to stop Zhou Yi's madness, while most students below dared not object because of the status Zhou Yi represented.

They were merely ordinary nobles, while Shrek Academy was the noblest of nobles on the entire continent!

As for those nobles with higher status and broader horizons, they had long received even more "noble" training at home. They were powerful to begin with and would never be expelled by Zhou Yi.

That was how Zhou Yi had naturally achieved such a horrifying one hundred percent advancement rate.

Mu Jin truly could not understand how Zhou Yi had won Fan Yu's heart.

So she resented her—resented Zhou Yi, and even resented Fan Yu.

Huo Yuhao tilted his head slightly. Others could not see it, but Mu Jin's intense resentment was nearly tangible in his eyes.

This woman... perhaps she can be used.

At the same time, Mu En, lying in his chair, slightly raised his eyelids.

"An interesting little fellow..."

Soul Tool Department, Outer Court.

Outside a rectangular gray building.

The gray building looked immensely solid. It was not merely built from stone and brick; many parts of its surface faintly gleamed with a metallic luster.

Low rumbles continuously sounded from within the building. Even standing outside, one could feel the faint tremors beneath one's feet.

An old woman with a straight back and upright posture walked down the path. A sign beside her announced the name of this area: Soul Tool Testing Area.

If any Class One students had seen this old woman, they would have recognized her as Zhou Yi, the Class One homeroom teacher who had just left.

Passing the sign, Zhou Yi walked toward the entrance of the Soul Tool Testing Area.

The entire Soul Tool Testing Area seemed to be constructed from a dark brown metal framework.

Beyond the entrance stretched a long horizontal corridor, which looked somewhat similar to the dormitory area.

Every thirty meters along the corridor stood a door, labeled things such as Testing Area One and Testing Area Two.

Zhou Yi appeared to visit this place often. She made her way familiarly to the end of the corridor and stopped before a door labeled Testing Area Twelve.

With a flick of her wrist, a hexagonal silver token appeared in Zhou Yi's hand.

She then pressed the silver token into the only indentation on the door.

After a brief fluctuation of Soul Power, the token sprang out of the indentation. The door then slowly slid open sideways along tracks set into the floor and ceiling.

"Fan Yu!"

Before she even entered, Zhou Yi let out a thunderous shout that echoed continuously throughout the Soul Tool Testing Area.

The interior of the testing area was divided into sections by heavy metal plates. Within the largest section—

The roar rolled over. A tall middle-aged man frowned slightly and strode toward the entrance.

"Zhou Yi, why are you here?"

Clearly, this man was Fan Yu, the one Zhou Yi had called for.

Seeing Fan Yu's furrowed brow, Zhou Yi's inexplicable anger flared up again.

"What, you're unhappy to see me? You're even frowning?"

Fan Yu inwardly groaned, but Zhou Yi had greeted him with a nasty expression the moment she arrived—while wearing that wrinkled old face of hers. His temper immediately rose as well.

"Zhou Yi, did you swallow gunpowder today?"

"What do you mean, I swallowed gunpowder? What, are you unhappy or dissatisfied because I married you? And you still dare talk back?"

The moment Zhou Yi said that, Fan Yu's expression changed drastically. He immediately pulled Zhou Yi outside and shut the door behind them.

The Soul Tool Department students peeking out from the sections inside managed to catch one final glimpse of Zhou Yi's "glorious visage."

"No way, that old hag is Director Fan Yu's wife?"

"Who would've thought Director Fan Yu's taste... was so unique..."

Fan Yu could not hear those remarks. At that moment, his heart was also full of anger.

"Tell me. What exactly do you want from me?"

Suppressing his anger, Fan Yu looked at Zhou Yi's old face, which made him feel nauseated without fail.

"Fan Yu, listen up. If you don't explain yourself clearly today, don't even think about going back!"

"Explain myself?" Fan Yu was stunned.

"Tell me, what do I need to explain? Zhou Yi, stop throwing your rotten tantrums. This is exactly why nobody likes you!"

"Oh, Fan Yu, so you were dissatisfied with me all along, weren't you? I've got a bad temper? Then why don't you go find Mu Jin? Her temper isn't bad. Go live with her!"

"Zhou Yi! Stop being unreasonable!" Fan Yu frowned again.

"I'm being unreasonable? Fine, I'm unreasonable, so what? Since you don't want me so badly, go find Mu Jin. Go right now!"

"Zhou Yi, you... are simply impossible to reason with!" Fan Yu angrily pointed at Zhou Yi, then flung his sleeve.

"I still have students to teach. If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"Hmph!" Zhou Yi snorted coldly. "You've grown some nerve, daring to point at me!"

"Yes, I'm impossible to reason with. Go live with reasonable Mu Jin, then!"

With that, Zhou Yi ignored Fan Yu's expression and turned to leave.

"Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi!" Fan Yu called out twice. When Zhou Yi completely ignored him, he flung his sleeve as well and returned to the Soul Tool Experimentation Zone with a cold face.

Seeing that the surrounding students were mostly looking at him with strange expressions, Fan Yu grew even more irritated. He waved his hand and shouted, "What are you looking at? Get back to whatever you should be doing! Now, immediately, this instant!"

If you think Mu En is a good person, you can look up the forum post, "An In-Depth Look at the Number One Hypocrite in Peerless Tang Sect—Dragon God Douluo Mu En." In the end, Mu En spreading rumors about Long Xiaoyao over a broken heart was just an appetizer. But being able to slander his own mentor, the mentor who had raised him since childhood, over a broken heart—how was that any different from Tang San joining the Tang Sect as a child only to steal its secret techniques?

What hypocrisy. He spread rumors about his own brother and even his mentor over a broken heart, slandered others, and was a top-tier Simp.

For this matter, Dragon God Douluo Mu En had severely punished him. The Evil Phoenix's talent was among the greatest talents of all Evil Soul Masters. Letting Feng Ling go meant letting a great devil loose! Who knew how many people would suffer in the future?

Mu En had made the same mistake back then, so naturally he did not want to watch his disciple do the same. He was also afraid Yan Shaozhe would be like his former self, falling hopelessly into love.

Even after Ye Xishui gave birth to a child, Mu En continued simping after Ye Xishui for several years, only leaving her once Ye Xishui had completely fallen to darkness. Wasn't that top-tier simping?

Not to mention, if Yan Shaozhe left Feng Ling because he feared being completely Devoured by her, then Mu En was probably driven away by Ye Xishui on purpose. In Ye Xishui's eyes, Mu En had always been "dull." She had no idea how many women had said those words to Mu En back then! And every time, he had satisfied them all.