Library Administrator

Money power had always been one of the strongest forces. Money could make ghosts turn millstones; from ancient times to the present, that had never changed.

After throwing down a huge pile of Gold Soul Coins, there were few residences in all of Spirit City that could not be bought, aside from the Papal Hall.

Before long, dozens of members of a Soul Saint family happily moved out of their residence.

It was an Eastern-style courtyard residence, complete with pavilions, towers, artificial hills, and flowing springs. The environment was beautiful. Though it did not cover a particularly large area, housing a hundred or so people would not be a problem.

The four of them were quite happy to obtain such a residence.

However, as the saying went, extreme joy brought sorrow.

When Snow Empress announced that they were out of money, Ye Han was immediately dumbfounded.

His gaze shifted from one person to another before finally settling on Ye Qingxin.

"Don't look at me. Don't you know exactly what I have on me?" Ye Qingxin said.

The moment the words left her mouth, she sensed something off and blushed furiously.

"Hehe, I never paid much attention before, but today I'm going to search you properly." Ye Han had no intention of letting her off so easily.

For three days and three nights, deep into the night, the poor bed finally fulfilled its duty and reached the end of its life.

They stayed cooped up at home for a month, enjoying every pleasure life had to offer.

Ye Han stood at a crossroads in life, facing an important choice.

He had to earn money to support the family.

No matter one's cultivation, without money on hand, it was simply impossible to survive in this world.

Snow Empress's Soul Bones were hard currency, but unfortunately, they had already been used up. The only valuable things Ye Han possessed were those Immortal Grade Herbs, yet he could not bear to sell them.

Thus, he could only come out and find a job.

A working man, a working soul—workers were all above others.

Ye Han shook his head as he passed private shops and Spirit Hall businesses one by one.

How could someone like me work in the service industry?

Doing business was too exhausting.

In his previous life, he had built his company from scratch and single-handedly fought his way to the threshold of the world's top five hundred companies. In the end, he died before spending his money.

Most importantly, he did not even have anyone to inherit his estate.

Whenever he thought about it, Ye Han felt that he had gotten the short end of the stick.

In this life, he wanted to live freely and comfortably. As long as he had enough money to spend, that was enough. He did not want to tire himself out anymore.

In the end, Ye Han stopped outside Martial Soul Academy. Looking at the recruitment notice, he felt somewhat excited.

"Teaching and nurturing people—only such a lofty profession is worthy of my handsome appearance." After fantasizing for a while, Ye Han lined up with more than a hundred applicants and waited for the interviewers to call him in.

The process for recruiting teachers at Martial Soul Academy seemed quite simple. Every applicant came out after merely two or three minutes, either dejected or overjoyed.

In just one hour, it was Ye Han's turn.

After the previous applicant left, the guard standing rigidly at the door directly opened it and gestured for Ye Han to enter.

Ye Han smiled, nodded, and said thank you before walking in with a confident expression.

He was a Soul Emperor. Applying for a teaching position should be easy, shouldn't it?

"Martial Soul. Cultivation level."

There were three interviewers, one man and two women. Hearing someone enter, none of them looked up. They continued reading the records in their hands as the woman in the middle spoke indifferently.

"Uh!"

Ye Han choked up, and the opening speech he had prepared died before it could even be delivered.

He had considered why the interview might be simple, but damn, they had simplified it to this extent.

Though he complained inwardly, Ye Han still answered directly, "Martial Soul: Ultimate Ice. Cultivation: six-ring Soul Emperor."

Upon hearing that, the three people who had been looking down at their documents involuntarily raised their heads.

It was not because they were shocked by Ye Han's cultivation. After all, Martial Soul Academy's minimum recruitment requirement was Soul King, so a Soul Emperor was nothing unusual.

The main reason was that Ye Han's voice was just too pleasant.

His voice was clear with a hint of magnetism, making one's heart go soft upon hearing it, as though someone were teasing their ears. It carried a wonderfully distinctive charm.

The man looked at Ye Han, frowned, then silently lowered his head and drew an X in his little notebook.

Damn it! He's this handsome and still wants to enter Martial Soul Academy? Keep dreaming. The man was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

The two women, meanwhile, had stars in their eyes.

They had methods to preserve their youth, making it impossible to tell their true ages. They appeared to be around thirty, and both were exceptionally beautiful.

The woman in the middle had a cold, stunning air about her. A fitted black suit wrapped around her curvaceous figure, giving her the bearing of a mature beauty.

The woman beside her was slightly younger. Her skin was fair, and she wore glasses. Her soft, delicate appearance was filled with intellectual beauty.

At that moment, both women looked at Ye Han with sparkling eyes.

Once Ye Han released his Soul Rings, the two women immediately nodded. "Congratulations. You've been accepted."

Crack!

The pen in the man's hand snapped in half.

His appearance had been ordinary to begin with, and now his expression was even uglier.

Raising his head, he looked at the two women and reminded them in a low voice, "Director Linda, Teacher Du, the vacancies for ordinary teachers have already been filled. As for Dean, he is not qualified."

The joy had just appeared on Ye Han's face, and before he could exchange a few polite words, he heard the man's remark. His smile instantly turned into speechlessness.

The envy, jealousy, and hatred in the man's eyes, along with the stars in the women's eyes, were all clearly seen by Ye Han.

With a calm smile, he winked at the two women and revealed a helpless expression. "If that is the case, then I won't trouble you two sisters. I'll take my leave first. If there's a chance in the future, I'll treat you two sisters to a meal."

After saying that, Ye Han turned and left, silently counting one, two, three in his heart.

"Wait!"

Sure enough, just as the count reached three, a woman called out behind him.

Ye Han laughed inwardly. Only then did he feel like a true protagonist. He still had just a tiny bit of personal charm, after all.

He deliberately turned back with a confused expression and looked doubtfully at the woman who had called for him to wait.

"Teacher Zhao, don't forget your position. I am the chief examiner for this recruitment. Whether he is qualified or not is for me to decide." Director Linda stood up and looked coldly at the man. Her powerful presence pressed down on him until he could barely breathe.

It was just a recruitment interview, yet the chief examiner was actually a Soul Douluo.

Women changed their expressions faster than turning pages. Seeing Teacher Zhao's submissive look, too afraid to say anything, Linda's expression instantly changed. When she looked at Ye Han again, her smile blossomed like a flower.

"The teaching positions are indeed full, and the Dean position requires Soul Douluo cultivation. However, there are still several positions that need people. I wonder if you would be willing to stay?" Soul Douluo Director Linda looked at Ye Han and asked.

She hoped this handsome young Soul Emperor would stay. Although she was already married and her daughter was over ten years old, having a handsome man nearby to admire every day would not be bad.

"Can I really stay? That's great, thank you!" Ye Han said excitedly. "May I ask what position you mentioned, sister?"

If anyone else had dared to ask such a question, Linda would definitely have told them to go back and wait for news with a displeased expression.

But Ye Han was an exception.

Linda fell silent. In truth, she did not know what position to give Ye Han either. However, Spirit Hall Academy was so large that placing one person somewhere was not simply a matter of a word from her, the director of the personnel department?

"What requirements do you have for your work?" After thinking for a moment, Linda looked at Ye Han and smiled.

"The job I want should naturally be easy, with plenty of free time, quiet, and without anyone disturbing me... Uh, is that asking too much?" Ye Han blurted it out, then saw Linda's expression turn strange and the man trying hard not to laugh, so he hurriedly stopped listing demands and asked uneasily.

"Phew! It's fine. Your requirements have reminded me of a place. It should suit you quite well." Linda let out a soft breath. "The new term is about to begin, and the library happens to be short-handed. You can go there and help as a library administrator."

A sharp light flashed through Ye Han's eyes. He had never expected such a good opportunity.

He had been wondering how to find the information he needed. After all, Spirit City was not like the Heaven Dou Empire. Experts were everywhere here, and one careless move could lead to disaster.

Yet just when he was sleepy, someone had brought him a pillow.

There was no need to think about it—the library of Spirit Hall Academy was certainly packed with an incomparably rich collection of books.

"Thank you."

Ye Han thanked her sincerely. After introducing themselves, exchanging contact information, and saying goodbye, he took his leave. Linda and the others did not insist on keeping him, as they still had work to finish.