Father

Ye Feng looked toward the sound. A middle-aged man in brocade robes was walking over.

The man appeared to be in his thirties or forties. Six Guards followed behind him, along with Xiao Chenyu, who had narrowly lost to Ye Feng.

"Xiao Chenyu?" Ye Feng frowned and muttered.

"Ye Feng, don't misunderstand. My Dad insisted on standing up for me. Getting you expelled wasn't what I wanted," Xiao Chenyu explained anxiously.

"Ye Feng? You're the Ye Feng who broke one of my son's ribs?" The middle-aged man glared furiously at Ye Feng.

"So what if I am?" Ye Feng asked calmly.

"Then fight me," the man said.

"You want to bully the weak with your strength?" Ye Feng frowned.

"Cut the crap. You beat up my son, so if Father doesn't come out and say something, can Father still call himself Xiao Xiao, the richest man in Notting City?" As soon as he finished speaking, three soul rings appeared around him—white, yellow, and yellow. A red glow gathered behind him into the phantom of an upright wolf.

This was the dormitory of Notting City Soul Master Academy. The commotion caught the dorm supervisor's attention. Seeing an adult about to attack someone here, one teacher stepped forward and reminded him, "Noble Xiao Xiao, this is the academy. Bringing people here to beat up a few children won't sound very good if word gets out."

"Is this your first day knowing Father?"

Xiao Xiao glared angrily at the teacher and said coldly, "Besides, they're no longer students of your academy. They've already been expelled. You'd better not meddle in Father's business."

Intimidated by Xiao Xiao's tyranny, the teacher who wanted to protect Ye Feng did not dare defy him any further. Aside from being Notting City's richest man, Xiao Xiao also had ties to a famous and powerful figure in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Xiao Xiao's intimidation silenced the teachers and students present. His gaze fell on Ye Feng as he said coldly, "You broke one of my son's ribs, so I'll break two of yours. I advise you not to move recklessly, or you'll receive an even harsher punishment."

First Soul Skill: Wolf Claw

That was what Xiao Xiao said, but his first soul ring lit up with white light. He charged at Ye Feng and swung his claws at Ye Feng's chest.

If Ye Feng were struck, having his flesh torn open would be unavoidable. Clearly, Xiao Xiao had no intention of merely breaking two of Ye Feng's ribs.

Whoosh

Just as Ye Feng was about to be struck by the Wolf Claw and sent spraying blood, Xiao Xiao's wolf claw met no resistance at all. Its sharp claws passed straight through Ye Feng's figure.

"Afterimage?"

Xiao Xiao froze, clearly not expecting his attack to miss Ye Feng. When he looked at Ye Feng, he was completely stunned.

Three soul rings stood beneath Ye Feng's feet, two yellow and one purple.

"Three soul rings?"

"A Soul Elder?"

"Nine Heart Hibiscus?"

The cries of shock came one after another. Pairs of eyes stared at Ye Feng in disbelief. The three soul rings beneath Ye Feng's feet showed that he was a Soul Elder above level thirty.

As for the words Nine Heart Hibiscus, they came from Master Yu Xiaogang.

As a disciple of the Upper Three Sects, Yu Xiaogang was widely read and immediately recognized that Ye Feng's martial soul was not Pear Blossom, but Nine Heart Hibiscus. Looking at Ye Feng, Yu Xiaogang could not help cursing under his breath, "Which idiot mistook the Nine Heart Hibiscus martial soul for the useless martial soul Pear Blossom?"

Tang San's expression also turned solemn. He looked at Ye Feng in surprise and asked, "Teacher, is the Nine Heart Hibiscus martial soul very powerful?"

Yu Xiaogang answered, "No matter how many soul rings the Nine Heart Hibiscus martial soul has, it will only ever possess one soul skill: area-wide healing. Its quality makes it a top-tier Support System martial soul. However..."

"However what?" Tang San pressed.

"However, Ye Feng's martial soul resembles the Nine Heart Hibiscus in appearance, but its color and texture are different. If I'm not mistaken, he is a descendant of the Lower Three Sects, and his martial soul is a mutated martial soul." As Yu Xiaogang answered Tang San, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. Both were mutated martial souls, but Ye Feng's had mutated to become powerful, while his own had mutated to become weak.

"But why is his Soul Power already above level thirty? I remember you saying that once someone has three soul rings, their Soul Power Level is in the thirties. Yet I clearly remember that the Spirit Hall martial soul awakening certificate only stated that he had Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty," Tang San continued to ask doubtfully.

"Perhaps... someone misjudged him. His Innate Soul Power was not level twenty, but level thirty," Yu Xiaogang answered.

"Teacher, are there really people in this world with Innate Full Soul Power at level thirty?" Tang San asked, his tone carrying a hint of jealousy.

"There weren't before, but there are now. Ye Feng is one," Yu Xiaogang answered, regret flickering in his eyes. Such an exceptional genius, yet he could not take him as his disciple.

The martial soul awakening certificate issued by Spirit Hall stated that Ye Feng's Innate Soul Power was level twenty. Ye Feng was only six years old. In Yu Xiaogang's mind, no matter how heaven-defying Ye Feng's talent was, it was impossible for him to raise his Soul Power by ten levels in such a short time.

Then there was only one truth. Ye Feng did not possess Innate Full Soul Power at level twenty, but Innate Full Soul Power at level thirty.

"Innate Full Soul Power at level thirty!"

"A Soul Elder!"

A voice filled with disbelief came from the edge of the crowd.

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw two people walking over, one middle-aged and one elderly.

The elder's hair was slightly white, and he appeared to be between sixty and seventy years old. He wore the teacher's uniform of Notting Academy. However, unlike ordinary teacher uniforms, golden thread was embroidered onto his sleeves, giving him an air of nobility.

"Dean!" a teacher blurted out.

This elder was the Dean of Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.

The middle-aged man walking beside him looked handsome and refined, yet he carried an imposing grandeur that ordinary people could not possess. He had a special temperament that naturally made people feel close to him, without sensing the slightest threat.

"Ning Fengzhi," Yu Xiaogang blurted out.

As a disciple of the Upper Three Sects, Yu Xiaogang immediately recognized the middle-aged man as Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Yu Xiaogang could not understand why someone as busy as Ning Fengzhi had the time to come to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Sect Leader Ning!"

Xiao Xiao froze, his tone full of astonishment. He temporarily abandoned his bullying of Ye Feng, put on a fawning smile, and nearly bent at the waist as he walked over to Ning Fengzhi. In an incomparably respectful tone, he said, "Why have you come?"

The teachers of Notting City Academy knew that the imperial dignitary the richest man of Notting City, Xiao Xiao, had associated with was Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.