Zhao Wuji

The moment Oscar saw Dai Mubai, his face fell. "Boss Dai, want a sausage?"

"Go to hell." Dai Mubai glared at him irritably. "You're really disgracing the academy. I seem to have warned you more than once not to sell sausages inside the academy.

Do you want to make everyone throw up? Tang San, you can't eat that sausage."

Tang San asked in confusion, "Why not?"

The expression on Dai Mubai's face became somewhat strange. "Little Ao, make another fresh sausage."

Oscar immediately looked awkward. "Boss Dai, isn't that unnecessary? We've been classmates for years. You'll make the new junior hate me."

Dai Mubai snorted. "I'm just giving Tang San a warning. Tang San is my brother; I can't let him fall for your trick. Hurry up, don't make me do it myself."

Oscar clearly couldn't afford to offend Dai Mubai. Helplessly, he stretched out his right hand. "I, your father, have a big sausage."

Yellow light abruptly gathered in his palm. Two yellow rings rose from beneath Oscar's feet, and then a sausage identical to the one in Tang San's hand appeared in his palm.

"Uh..." The moment Tang San heard Oscar say, "I, your father, have a big sausage," his entire body stiffened.

That line was far too suggestive. Based on that sentence alone, he no longer dared to eat it,

especially since the sausage had been meant for Xiao Wu.

Sensing Tang San's increasingly angry gaze, Oscar hurriedly explained, "I can't help it either.

When a food-type martial soul is used, different soul incantations are needed to make the food change.

That sentence is an incantation, not something I wanted to shout.

Besides, the quality of my sausages is absolutely flawless."

Monsters. They truly were monsters.

Having watched the entire exchange, Ning Rongrong glanced at Bai Ge thankfully. "Brother Xiao Bai, thank you."

The cold girl Dai Mubai had brought in merely gave Oscar a chilly look before walking toward the line.

Oscar innocently shrugged at Tang San. "My poor, delicious sausages, and no one wants to eat them. Sigh."

Dai Mubai glared at him. "Watch yourself. If you want to sell sausages, sell them outside the academy. Tang San, I'll take you to the next test."

The two returned to the line. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's empty hands. "Where's the sausage I wanted?"

Tang San and Dai Mubai exchanged a glance, then could no longer hold it in. The two immediately burst into laughter.

The cold girl stood right behind Xiao Wu and said softly, "Boring."

Xiao Wu was utterly baffled. "What happened? Was the sausage not good?"

Tang San covered Xiao Wu's mouth and pulled her to his side, then whispered everything that had happened into her ear.

After hearing Tang San's explanation, Xiao Wu's pretty face instantly turned bright red. "You boys are terrible. How could there be such a strange martial soul?"

Ning Rongrong walked over. "I have some little cakes here. I'll share them with you."

Then the three girls chattered away as they divided up the cakes.

Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Come on. I'll take you through the test. You don't need to line up anymore."

Tang San said, "Is that really okay?"

Dai Mubai said, "Don't worry, I'm not playing favorites. This is treatment you've earned."

Afterward, Dai Mubai said something to the teacher nearby. The teacher nodded. "All right, take them to the fourth test."

At that moment, someone protested indignantly, "Why can they skip the tests and go straight to the fourth round? That's unfair!"

"Fair? Let me tell you, our academy has a rule—

Anyone with Soul Power above level twenty-five can go directly to the fourth test.

So those of you who aren't strong enough should just line up properly."

A sharp light flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes as he spoke coldly.

"How is that possible? We're about the same age. How could they possibly have Soul Power above level twenty-five?" someone questioned.

"Hmph, you don't believe me? Then open your eyes and watch!"

Dai Mubai took a Crystal Ball and motioned for Tang San and the others to be tested.

The result was that both Tang San and Xiao Wu had level twenty-nine Soul Power. What surprised everyone, however, was that the cool girl's Soul Power had also surpassed level twenty-five, seemingly reaching around level twenty-seven.

Ning Rongrong also stepped forward and placed her hand on the Crystal Ball. Level twenty-eight.

Two levels higher than in the original story.

It wasn't strange. After meeting Bai Ge, Ning Rongrong naturally did not merely cultivate. Ordinary medicinal meals such as chicken soup stewed with hundred-year ginseng and snow clam braised with hundred-year lingzhi were basically served to Ning Rongrong once a month.

Even that was only because of concerns over medicinal toxins and impurities.

Otherwise, with the wealth of the Glazed Tile Sect, eating them three times a day as regular meals would not have been a problem.

If the little girl had not always slacked off in cultivation, she should have already become a Soul Elder.

Finally, it was Bai Ge's turn. His domineering, blazing golden Soul Power directly shattered the Crystal Ball.

Testing crystals came in different colors depending on their grade.

The white crystal Dai Mubai had brought was specifically used to test Soul Power below level thirty.

If Soul Power exceeded level thirty, it would directly burst the crystal apart.

That was right, Bai Ge had done it deliberately.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought people for the assessment."

Dai Mubai led everyone to an open area nearby. There was only a burly middle-aged man sitting in a chair, dozing off.

"Oh, Mu Bai, someone has reached the fourth test this year?"

Teacher Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Yes, and they all skipped the second and third tests."

"Ha, five people, all with Soul Power over level twenty-five. Not bad, not bad. Looks like that old fellow Flender will be overjoyed."

Teacher Zhao laughed heartily.

"Since that's the case, I'll stretch my muscles a little too. Little ones, the fourth test is simple. As long as you join forces and last for the time it takes an incense stick to burn against me, you'll pass."

Then he added, "Of course, I'll only use my first four Soul Skills."

"Teacher Zhao, isn't that against the rules?"

Dai Mubai said awkwardly.

"Rules? That old ghost Flender isn't here, so I'm the biggest in this academy. All right, tell those little ones about my martial soul and Soul Skills."

Seeing that Teacher Zhao was determined to fight personally, Dai Mubai sighed and motioned for Bai Ge and the others to come closer.

"You heard him too. I don't know what screw Teacher Zhao has loose, but he's actually planning to fight himself. There's nothing I can do about it.

So now, I can only tell you everything I know."

"Tch, even if this teacher is a Soul Emperor, it's not like we have no chance. We only need to hold out for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, and he's only using his first four Soul Skills."

Xiao Wu said disdainfully.

"A Soul Emperor? Teacher Zhao's martial soul is the Vajra Bear. He's a level seventy-six assault-type battle Soul Sage, known in the Soul Master world as the Immovable Bright King," Dai Mubai said gravely.

"What? He's the Immovable Bright King, Zhao Wuji? Back then, he withstood the attacks of sixteen Soul Emperors of the same rank and still managed to escape!

I never expected him to be a teacher here." Ning Rongrong exclaimed.