The Eleventh Day of a Rich Second-Gen

A day in Ming Sui's life.

At five in the morning, Tang San, the human alarm clock, had already returned from cultivating in the back mountain. He struck the bronze gong placed outside the boys' and girls' dormitories, listened to the rustling sounds from within, and headed to the cafeteria in peace.

The boys' dormitory was in chaos. Oscar had put on Dai Mubai's socks with his eyes closed, while the other sock he wore belonged to Ma Hongjun. To make matters worse, they were different colors. Dai Mubai, the clearest-headed of the three, gave Oscar a smack. Fine, time to get dressed again.

The girls' dormitory had an entirely different atmosphere. Xiao Wu was braiding her hair, Ming Sui was washing up, Zhu Zhuqing had already finished getting ready and was making her bed, while Ning Rongrong was picking out what to wear today.

The cafeteria's standards were exceptionally high. Even Ming Sui, a severe victim who had suffered through countless cafeterias, was very satisfied. This morning's breakfast included boiled eggs, porridge, milk, and nutritious side dishes. The side dishes were made from the meat of farm-raised spirit beasts, rich in Soul Power and nutrients. It was extravagantly lavish. Every time Flender ate breakfast, he silently chanted, Not my money, not my money.

Today was their first combat class. Because the school still had various matters to settle, and because the number of students had kept growing, the teachers needed to understand the students before creating training plans for them. Thus, the combined combat class had been delayed.

The eight students stood in a spirited line. Flender came out to speak. He introduced the teachers one by one before directly announcing the start of class.

The first lesson was taught by Master and Vice Dean Zhao Wuji.

"As a team, you must familiarize yourselves with each other's spirits and spirit skills, turning them into muscle memory. Only then can you react quickly and coordinate seamlessly during battle," Master explained slowly.

"Oscar, Ning Rongrong, since you must fight alongside your teammates, you will not have one-on-one matches. When it is your turn to take the field, I will find someone to work with you. Dean Zhao will control his strength appropriately."

Zhao Wuji grinned at the side.

Master continued, "Today's matches will be as follows. First group: Dai Mubai against Tang San. Second group: Ma Hongjun against Ming Sui. Third group: Zhu Zhuqing against Xiao Wu. Oscar and Ning Rongrong, observe for one round first. You may use weapons other than your spirits, but mind your limits."

Dai Mubai and Tang San stepped out first. Dai Mubai activated White Tiger Transformation, while Tang San's Blue Silver Grass quietly began to grow.

"Begin."

"White Tiger Body Protection."

Dai Mubai's entire body was enveloped in white Soul Power radiance. His muscles bulged rapidly, his hands transformed into tiger claws, and he charged at Tang San.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass surged explosively after the match began. Blue-black vines rose one after another between them as a barrier. He stepped through Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, leaving Dai Mubai's attack path and attempting to disrupt his rhythm.

Dai Mubai hammered the Blue Silver Grass barrier with his tiger claws. He did not underestimate Tang San and struck with full force. Empowered by his powerful Soul Power, the Blue Silver Grass barrier scattered into blue-black sparks, and Tang San behind it rushed forward as well.

Dai Mubai's physical strength became exceptionally formidable when his White Tiger Spirit possessed him, but Tang San's martial skills had also gained considerable power through tireless daily practice. The two set aside their spirit skills and began exchanging moves. In the end, although Dai Mubai did not use his Second Spirit Skill, he still defeated Tang San with his powerful Soul Power.

The two returned to the line and waited for Master's assessment.

"Tang San, where were your Hidden Weapons? Mubai, where was your Second Spirit Skill? In these matches, you must use all of your usual moves so everyone can understand them. Second group: Ma Hongjun and Ming Sui."

Ming Sui stepped forward and looked at Ma Hongjun across from her with curiosity in her eyes.

"Begin."

"Phoenix Transformation."

"Staff of Life."

The two released their spirits. Ma Hongjun was similar to Dai Mubai, transforming into a humanoid phoenix as fiery Soul Power poured outward, carrying scorching heat toward the onlookers. Across from him, green-gold Soul Power emerged, and a golden staff slowly appeared.

"Life Guard." Green-gold Soul Power flowed toward Ming Sui. She shrank the staff and tucked it into her hair like a hairpin. An Emei Dagger quietly appeared in her palm as she rushed toward Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun reacted quickly as well. He activated his First Spirit Skill and sprayed out a stream of fire, sealing off Ming Sui's attack route. Yet Ming Sui neither dodged nor avoided it, crashing straight into the flames. When the fire met the green-gold barrier, it was like pouring a cup of water into the desert—it vanished in an instant. The attack was ineffective.

"This spirit skill... Is this what a successfully mutated spirit is like?" Master muttered. Zhao Wuji, standing beside him, nodded as well.

Seeing that his spirit skill was useless, Ma Hongjun changed tactics and prepared to take the attack head-on. In the blink of an eye, the sound of the Emei Dagger cutting through the air reached him. Whoosh, whoosh. Several locks of the little fatty's hair were cut off and slowly drifted down. Ming Sui rushed past him and turned back. "Surrender, Little Ma. As long as my opponent's Soul Power is not more than twenty ranks above mine, I can absorb fifty percent of the Soul Power from their attacks for my own use. Keeping my First Spirit Skill active takes no effort at all. Once your Soul Power is exhausted, you'll be at an even greater disadvantage."

What a powerful spirit skill. In a team battle, it could truly be called a secret weapon.

Ma Hongjun admitted defeat. The proud little fatty instantly looked like an eggplant wilted by frost.

Master asked, "Can this spirit skill only affect a single target?"

"It depends on Spiritual Power. Right now, I can apply it to at most two people," Ming Sui answered.

Ma Hongjun asked dejectedly, "Sui Sui, what was that thing you held in your hand later?"

"It's a weapon called an Emei Dagger. It's small enough to be used as a Hidden Weapon," Ming Sui said.

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu had already begun fighting. The Agile Attack Spirit Cat and the Assault System Soft Bone Rabbit both possessed speed attributes, making their battle evenly matched. Zhu Zhuqing's claw strikes were hard to evade, while Xiao Wu's powerful kicks left people unable to move.

Everyone watched with dazzled eyes. In the end, Xiao Wu's Scorpion Braid wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing first, giving her a slight edge.

"Today's lesson is over. Go back and reflect carefully. We'll continue tomorrow."

During the break, everyone envied Ning Rongrong and Oscar for not having to take the field. However, the two did not feel lucky at all. Starting next class, they would have to support everyone else, but after watching today's battles alone, they had no idea how to provide precise support.

The next lesson was a theory class to help everyone better understand spirit beasts. The instructor was Xiao Wu's mother, Teacher A'tu.

After a lavish lunch, it was time for afternoon cultivation. Everyone generally chose a Mimic Forest suited to them. Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ming Sui usually chose the Mimic Forest. At night came free time. They could choose to cultivate on their own, practice a martial skill, or pursue other hobbies. Tang San, for example, went to his workshop to practice forging. Xiao Wu liked to rest early, Ning Rongrong maintained her skin at night, Zhu Zhuqing cultivated for a while longer, and Ming Sui bent over her desk creating something.

Based on her past memories, she was writing a Douluo version of the Barefoot Doctor Handbook.

Douluo Continent was a world of soul masters and Soul Power, but people still experienced birth, aging, illness, and death.

Because of their power, soul masters held a higher status than commoners. Therefore, no Support System soul masters were willing to treat the illnesses of lowly commoners. Yet because the powerful and wealthy all had soul masters to treat them, medicine on the continent had never developed.

When Ming Zhen learned of this, he sighed that ten percent of the people possessed ninety percent of the world's resources.

Commoners did not have such strong constitutions, yet could not receive treatment. The Douluo world's margin for error was frighteningly small.

This world had no catalyst to drive the development of medicine, but that was fine. As long as there was fertile ground for medicine to emerge, it was enough. Ming Sui would recall the medical knowledge from her past life and adapt it to the Douluo world, first testing it in Calais City before gradually spreading it outward. She would cultivate diligently and live a long, long life, striving to see the day when everyone on the continent could receive medical treatment when ill.

But first, she had to take the first step properly.

Ming Sui had already recalled two books. She gave them to Ming Zhen and Tang Yunhua, and Tang Yunhua passed them to trustworthy healers in the army.

There were some soul masters in the army, but also many ordinary people. Those two healers worked hard to thoroughly understand the knowledge and had already successfully treated several soldiers with fall injuries.

She still had to keep working hard.

Such an unremarkable day passed just like that. Shrek's students had gradually fallen asleep, while the teachers were still discussing teaching plans.

"Teacher A'tu, you go first," Flender said.

"The study of Spirit Beast Knowledge has been going quite smoothly, but everyone's foundations differ. Oscar, Tang San, and Ma Hongjun have less solid foundations than the others. It's very clear during teaching—they are learning new knowledge, while the others are reviewing."

"That's not a problem," Flender said. "Those who have learned it can review it. Keeping everyone at the same pace is enough."

A'tu nodded. Next was Master. "For some time, I will repeatedly arrange matches for them. Once they become familiar with one another, I'll take them to the Star Dou Great Forest for a while. At that point, I'll need all of you teachers to come along as well. A group of arrogant Shrek Seven Devils needs to see what others are capable of before they'll truly acknowledge them, don't they?"

The other teachers nodded in agreement.

"I have another idea for Oscar's cultivation. I want Oscar to try cooking, to inspire his cultivation," Shao Xin said enthusiastically.

"No problem. I'll approve a kitchen for you. Supplies can be drawn from the cafeteria. One Gold Soul Coin per month," Flender said, having become much more generous now.

Zhao Wuji was responsible for the cultivation of the three beast soul masters, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing. "The children are all very fast. After battle, their cultivation can become more efficient."

Teacher Li Yusong was responsible for Ning Rongrong. "The little demoness has settled down quite a bit lately. She has already begun accepting these companions."

Teacher Lu Qibin was responsible for the two Control System soul masters. "There's not much to say about Tang San and Ming Sui. Both are very serious. Tang San is still obsessed with forging."

Master nodded. That disciple of his...

Flender concluded, "We still need to keep draining their energy. Ma Hongjun is spending a great deal of energy now, and his Evil Fire barely flares up anymore."

The teachers who had finished discussing work smiled. The children deep in dreamland still had no idea what grand gifts their teachers had waiting for them.