Life at the Junior Soul Master Academy! (Please Vote)

Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan entered the Dormitory building.

Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan's Dormitory was at the very end of the first floor, and they quickly arrived.

"Why am I sharing a Dormitory with you, Brother Ziyang?" Jiang Nannan tilted her head and asked curiously.

"What's wrong? You don't want to?" Zhu Ziyang turned his head, a faint smile on his face.

"N-No!" Jiang Nannan immediately denied it. Her little ears instantly turned red as jade, and she muttered softly, "I just think it's a little strange!"

"It's fine. Once you get used to it, it won't seem strange anymore." Zhu Ziyang opened the Dormitory door and walked inside.

It had to be said that Anyang Academy's Dormitory conditions were truly excellent. Although Zhu Ziyang had never seen the dormitories of other academies, that was simply how he felt.

Inside were two single beds, two meters long and one meter wide, placed symmetrically against the walls. At the head of each bed stood a separate wardrobe. Between the two beds were two desks, each eighty centimeters long and sixty centimeters wide, set side by side, with wooden chairs tucked beneath them. There was roughly a meter of space between the desks and the beds. That was all the furniture there was, very simple. Further inside were the washroom and bathroom. Aside from the shower, the bathroom actually had a two-meter-long bathtub! Beyond that was the balcony.

This environment truly surprised Zhu Ziyang.

All he could say was, as expected of an academy that received half of Anyang City's annual fiscal revenue—this treatment was simply incredible!

"Brother Ziyang, how are we supposed to sleep?" Jiang Nannan was also stunned by the environment and asked foolishly.

"How else? One bed each, of course. If you're scared, we can push the beds together and sleep together too," Zhu Ziyang said.

"Uh! Th-Then we'd better sleep one to a bed!" Jiang Nannan's face immediately turned bright red as she stammered.

Then, the little girl hurried forward and began making the beds and unpacking their luggage.

Starting today, they would be living at the academy. They could only go home one day each month, and only had a holiday during the month of the New Year each year. Normally, they would have to eat and sleep at the academy. Fortunately, the academy's food was fairly good—Zhu Ziyang had eaten there with Liang Ying before—so there was no need to worry about meals.

Jiang Nannan truly was a capable girl. It did not take her long to make both beds and organize all their luggage neatly.

"Nannan, you're really capable!" Zhu Ziyang praised sincerely.

"Hmph! Of course I am!" The little girl gave a proud snort.

The two stayed in the Dormitory for a while.

"Nannan, let's go eat." Zhu Ziyang stood and spoke to Jiang Nannan, who was meditating.

The little girl worked very hard. Whenever she had even a little free time, she used it to meditate and cultivate. Every time he saw her working so diligently, Zhu Ziyang's desire to improve the Meditation Method grew stronger. Soon, soon! he silently thought. Over the past few days, he had deliberately read some of his predecessors' research on Meditation Methods, and he had already formed an initial idea for improving it according to the Great Light Mantra. By conservative estimates, he would have results in a year.

"Okay!" Jiang Nannan awoke from meditation and said.

The two arrived at Anyang Academy's cafeteria, a building whose luxuriousness was no less impressive than the Dormitory building.

It was mealtime, and the cafeteria was crowded. Aside from a few teachers, everyone else was a student. Anyang Academy did not have many students. From the first-year freshmen to the sixth-year seniors, there were only around three hundred in total. The first year had one class of fifty students, while the sixth year had only two classes totaling forty students. It was clear that people with Soul Power were still a minority.

Zhu Ziyang skillfully got two meals and chose a table in the corner with Jiang Nannan.

The two chatted and laughed as they ate.

Just as they were happily eating, a group of little brats surrounded them. At their head was a chubby boy dressed in fine clothes, followed by three or four lackeys. The chubby boy had clearly noticed how cute Jiang Nannan was and had come over to show off.

"You're new today, right? How come I haven't seen you these past few days?" The chubby boy stared fixedly at Jiang Nannan, sniffling as he put on the air of a frivolous young dandy.

Jiang Nannan ignored him and continued eating. Zhu Ziyang, meanwhile, happily laughed aloud.

Seeing that no one paid him any attention, the chubby boy immediately felt embarrassed, and his round face darkened.

"Hey, do you know who he is? He's Zhang Jiang, the strongest in our first year!" One of Zhang Jiang's lackeys quickly sidestepped and declared proudly.

"Go away. Don't disturb us while we eat!" Jiang Nannan finally spoke, but her first words were a devastating blow. "You're filthy. Your snot is practically running into your mouth! You're ruining our appetite! Brother Ziyang, let's go!"

With that, the little girl rose to her feet with a cold expression. Zhu Ziyang naturally stood as well.

The two prepared to leave.

However, Zhang Jiang, who had suffered that verbal blow, refused to let it go. He directly blocked their path, his chubby face flushed red. No one had ever dared speak to him like that since school began. Sniffling, he shouted, "Do you know that I'm a level-six Soul Scholar? I'm a genius! How dare you talk to me like that!"

Hearing the chubby boy's words, Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan both stopped. Jiang Nannan's pretty face remained expressionless as she said, "Oh! So the strongest person is only a level-six Soul Scholar. Then what status should a level-nine Soul Scholar like me have?"

The chubby boys were stunned by Jiang Nannan's words. Before they could react, Jiang Nannan and Zhu Ziyang pushed past them, leaving them staring blankly as the two departed.

"Nannan, I never expected you to have such a sharp tongue!" Once they had left the cafeteria, Zhu Ziyang teased Jiang Nannan with a smile.

"What? I was only telling the truth!" Jiang Nannan refused to admit that she had a sharp tongue and smiled mischievously.

Zhu Ziyang laughed. It had been nearly a month since she awakened her Martial Soul, and Jiang Nannan's Soul Power had risen from level eight to level nine. That was far faster than Zhu Ziyang had anticipated. At this rate, Jiang Nannan would reach level ten Soul Scholar within a month at most.

Zhu Ziyang was delighted by this. The stronger Jiang Nannan became, the happier he was.

The second day of school.

After classes officially began, Zhu Ziyang attended only one lesson and never went again after that.

What did the Junior Soul Master Academy teach?

Reading, writing, arithmetic—knowledge as basic as it could possibly be.

Thinking about it, that made sense. What else could they teach a group of children who were only six, seven, eight, nine, or ten years old if not literacy and basic arithmetic? Becoming a Soul Master did not mean one no longer needed to learn cultural knowledge. On the contrary, Soul Masters needed an even more solid cultural foundation. Otherwise, when faced with advanced and obscure Soul Master knowledge, they would be completely lost.

However, that was for ordinary children. For a genius like Zhu Ziyang, such classes were optional at best. There was no point in attending them, so he simply stopped going altogether.

Out of twenty classes each week, he appeared no more than five times. Gradually, he developed an aloof and unapproachable image in class. That had nothing whatsoever to do with Zhu Changhe's reminder at the start of school to be humble and low-key!

If Zhu Changhe found out, he would surely be furious enough to twist his nose crooked.

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