Bai Chenxiang

"Is something the matter?"

A tall, lean yet well-proportioned man asked.

His long hair draped down his back, already snow-white.

"Clan Chief, a group outside claiming to be from Angel Academy has come to recruit the young miss."

"People from Angel Academy? Angel Academy?"

Bai He was somewhat surprised. Angel Academy was not far from the south of the city, so he had seen it before, though he had not seen anyone inside.

However, even from outside, one could see how luxurious Angel Academy was.

"Then let them come in."

Bai He also wanted to have a talk with Angel Academy. Perhaps it was an excellent academy. The Swift-tailed Swallow was a purely speed-based Martial Soul with virtually no offensive power, so Bai Chenxiang had not attended any other academy. A Martial Soul focused entirely on speed made combat extremely difficult.

Xu Yichen led the group inside at an unhurried pace.

"Clan Chief Bai."

"I am the headmaster of Angel Academy, and also one of its students."

"Hm?"

Bai He found it rather strange. This fellow looked less than twenty, yet he was already the headmaster of Angel Academy. Still, Bai He did not underestimate Xu Yichen. The auras of the three stunningly beautiful women beside him were terrifying; they might even be stronger than he was.

"Clan Chief Bai should already know why we came today."

"I do. But the Swift-tailed Swallow Martial Soul of our Speed Clan is practically incapable of attacking. Are you still willing to take her?"

"Though lacking offensive power is indeed fatal, it is nothing to Angel Academy."

As long as Bai Chenxiang's Martial Soul transformed into an Angel Martial Soul, it would certainly gain offensive power. After all, an Angel Martial Soul could not possibly lack it.

"Alright."

Bai He also knew that Bai Chenxiang could not achieve much in the Speed Clan. The Speed Clan was too poor—even feeding themselves was a struggle, let alone giving his granddaughter better training.

Before long, Bai He summoned Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang was tall and well-proportioned, with a graceful, delicate figure. She was light and slender, and exceptionally beautiful. Though she was a little on the thin side, her looks were only slightly inferior to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's.

Her gaze carried a hint of pride as her beautiful eyes swept over the group with obvious interest.

"Xiang Xiang, this is the headmaster of Angel Academy. He wants to recruit you into Angel Academy. What do you think?"

"Angel Academy."

Bai Chenxiang had heard about Angel Academy from Bai He, but hadn't he said there was no one there?

"If you want to recruit me, fine. But first, you have to show me what qualifies you to teach me."

Bai Chenxiang spoke bluntly, her tone somewhat haughty.

"Tsk, you've got quite the attitude. If you weren't pretty, Angel Academy wouldn't want someone like you."

Ning Rongrong was immediately displeased.

Xu Yichen rubbed his forehead. Ning Rongrong was at it again. Still, he did not stop her. Bai Chenxiang was not a bad person, merely somewhat proud. As long as that pride was shattered, it would be fine.

"How dare you! This is the Speed Clan. Who are you to spout such arrogant nonsense here?"

Bai He, however, said nothing. This was a matter between juniors.

"My name is Ning Rongrong, eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. What, do you want to compete with me?"

"What?"

Not only Bai Chenxiang, but even Bai He was utterly shocked. The eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was studying at Angel Academy? It seemed Angel Academy truly was extraordinary.

"In that case, fight me. If you win, I'll join."

"Fine. Since your Swift-tailed Swallow has no offensive power, I'm also a Support System Soul Master, so I won't be taking advantage of you."

The two came to an open area.

Bai Chenxiang summoned her Swift-tailed Swallow, and two yellow Soul Rings abruptly rose beneath her feet.

"Bai Chenxiang, Level 23 agility-type Battle Soul Master."

"Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul: Glazed Angel. Level 42 support-type Tool Soul Ancestor."

Four Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—quietly rose beneath her feet.

"What?! A Soul Ancestor? And her Fourth Soul Ring is ten thousand years old!"

Bai He's face was filled with shock. Even the elders of the Speed Clan beside him were dumbfounded. It was their first time seeing such a Soul Ring configuration.

"But isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Soul the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda?"

"Look at the angel's hand, isn't that... sigh... the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!!!"

"Hiss!"

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

"It's actually the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. This Angel Academy is terrifying!"

"Yes, this child should be about the same age as Chenxiang, but their Soul Power Levels differ by nearly twenty levels. That's too outrageous."

"Sigh! We're the ones holding her back."

"It can't be helped. The inherited martial soul of our Speed Clan is like this—it doesn't have much attack power."

"Your soul power is relatively low, so I won't use mine."

Ning Rongrong looked completely confident. She had already reached the beginner level in Tai Chi Fist; dealing with a Soul Grandmaster was more than easy enough.

"Hmph!"

Bai Chenxiang charged at Ning Rongrong with incredible speed.

Ning Rongrong assumed a Tai Chi Fist stance and easily blocked Bai Chenxiang's attack. Bai Chenxiang's fist techniques were fairly good as well. After all, since her soul skills lacked offensive power, she had to put more effort into her hand-to-hand skills.

"First Soul Skill: Phantom."

Bai Chenxiang surrounded Ning Rongrong, four afterimages appearing at the same time. They were exceptionally clear, just like the real Bai Chenxiang herself, and all of them attacked Ning Rongrong.

The corners of Ning Rongrong's lips curved upward slightly. After cultivating the Grand Profound Scripture, her Spiritual Power had increased tremendously. She could easily see through such a simple phantom.

With Lingbo Weibu beneath her feet, Ning Rongrong appeared directly before the real Bai Chenxiang.

"What?!"

Bai Chenxiang had never expected her First Soul Skill to be seen through so easily.

"Second Soul Skill: Treading Swallow."

Bai Chenxiang's speed increased dramatically once more, and she directly evaded Ning Rongrong's attack.

"She really is fast!"

Ning Rongrong had no intention of chasing Bai Chenxiang. Even with Lingbo Weibu, she still could not catch up to her.

"Ha!"

In the blink of an eye, Bai Chenxiang appeared behind Ning Rongrong and kicked out.

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes narrowed. Her supple waist bent at an almost terrifying angle, dodging Bai Chenxiang's attack. Then, her right hand seized Bai Chenxiang's left leg and yanked hard, catching her before driving a fist into her stomach.

"Cough, cough!"

Ning Rongrong followed up by flinging Bai Chenxiang away, smashing her onto the ground.

Xu Yichen's eye twitched. Why had Rongrong become so violent too? Still, that waist really was soft just now. Compared to Xiao Wu's waist, which one was softer?

"I lost."

Bai Chenxiang had lost her earlier arrogance by now. Ning Rongrong was about the same age as her, yet her soul power was twenty levels higher, and her combat strength surpassed hers as well. There was no way for her to remain arrogant.

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