Rich Beyond Measure

It was afternoon in Class Nine's classroom.

The three large words "Soul Tool" were displayed on the blackboard.

"So, Soul Tools have become the trend of the times. I sincerely hope that you will learn to use Soul Tools in your future battles, rather than relying solely on your Martial Souls."

At the podium, Mu Jin gave her advice.

However, the vast majority of the students simply sneered at it.

Wang Dong's disdain was the most obvious.

But Huo Yuhao beside him was a stark contrast. After all, he was currently one of those also cultivating as a Soul Engineer.

Mu Jin could only pretend not to notice the students' disdain. After all, she had taught this way for years.

Just then, the class bell rang.

"Class dismissed!"

A student suddenly sprang to his feet, his face alight with excitement.

But as he rose, the entire classroom...

fell completely silent!

"Heh."

A smile appeared at the corners of Mu Jin's mouth, but no matter how one looked at it, the smile seemed insincere. "It seems some of you have absolutely no interest in Soul Tools."

Although no one in Class Nine spoke, unconvinced expressions appeared on the faces of most of the students.

Sigh!

Mu Jin could not help sighing inwardly. Since that was the case, there was no need to continue with the Soul Tool introduction course she had prepared for the second half of the class. They might as well spend the remaining time cultivating.

At least that way, it would not be wasted.

Mu Jin then instructed everyone in Class Nine to move the desks and chairs aside, leaving an empty space in the center of the classroom.

Once they had mostly finished tidying up...

"For the rest of the time, you can meditate and cultivate on your own. Try to raise your Soul Power by one rank during these three months. That way, you'll also increase your chances of passing the Freshman Assessment."

However, at that moment, someone called out, "Teacher."

Chen Junting's voice suddenly rang out, drawing Mu Jin's attention.

"What is it?"

"Teacher, ordinary meditation is too inefficient. Can we set up a Mimetic Cultivation Ground?" The moment Chen Junting said "Mimetic Cultivation Ground," he attracted the attention of the other students in the class. Even a trace of surprise appeared in Mu Jin's eyes. But soon, that surprise turned into embarrassment.

"A Mimetic Cultivation Ground?"

She shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, but the Shrek Outer Academy actually doesn't have any Mimetic Cultivation Grounds constructed."

Seeing that Mu Jin had misunderstood, Chen Junting hurriedly explained.

"Teacher, we mean, can a few of us build a Mimetic Cultivation Ground ourselves in the classroom?"

"You yourselves?"

At this moment, Wang Dong curiously leaned over to Huo Yuhao and asked, "Yuhao, how are you going to build a Mimetic Cultivation Ground? Wouldn't that take a tremendous amount of effort?"

"Of course, it'll be done in a way you can't imagine."

Huo Yuhao could not help laughing when he heard Wang Dong.

"Why are you laughing so obnoxiously?"

Wang Dong shot Huo Yuhao a disdainful glance, then muttered, "A way I can't imagine?"

At the same time, Mu Jin agreed to Chen Junting and the others' request.

She, too, grew curious about what method the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would use to create a Mimetic Cultivation Ground for them.

The next moment, several rays of light flashed one after another.

Three Soul Tools appeared in the empty space in the classroom.

One was a Soul Tool throne piled with gemstones that could nonetheless restrain the gems' radiance; another was a Soul Tool disc that could generate heat and fire while isolating them within; the last was a Soul Tool weapon rack capable of releasing an area barrier. Several sword-type close-combat Soul Tools rested upon it, along with Refined Iron longswords brimming with killing intent.

"These are Soul Tools!?"

"You're using Soul Tools to build a Mimetic Cultivation Ground?"

Wang Dong stared at the scene before him, dumbfounded, then turned to Huo Yuhao. At that moment, a pendant somewhat resembling an eye had appeared in Huo Yuhao's hand.

It was a spiritual Soul Tool made using a century-old Evil Eye as its material. It could emit spiritual fluctuations, making it extremely suitable for creating a Mimetic Cultivation Ground for Soul Masters with spiritual Martial Souls.

"Well? Didn't see that coming, did you?" Huo Yuhao shook the pendant in his hand. "Soul Tools are actually very useful. Wang Dong, your prejudice against Soul Tools has gone a little too far."

"They are useful, but I really can't help hating them..."

Wang Dong muttered, but since he had mostly spoken the words into his mouth, Huo Yuhao did not hear him clearly at all. He merely assumed Wang Dong was reflecting on his prejudice against Soul Tools.

Except for the final sentence...

"Your Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is seriously loaded."

On the other side, Mu Jin could not help smiling as well.

Because she saw another possibility in Chen Junting and the others—a way for her students to cast aside their prejudice against Soul Tools.

Of course, she was also deeply impressed.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect really was rich!

Since none of the four Soul Tools was very large, they did not occupy much space. After arranging the Soul Tools, Chen Junting and the others entered meditation. Their cultivation speed was more than twice that of everyone else.

This stirred up waves in the hearts of many people.

Of course, some were interested in Soul Tools.

But even more were yearning for the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Especially the civilian Soul Masters in Class Nine.

As time passed,

everyone gradually awakened from their cultivation.

"That's all for today's class. Ning Tian, have someone put the desks and chairs back, then you can all leave."

However, just after Mu Jin announced the end of class and left the classroom, she returned before the students had even departed. Under everyone's puzzled gazes, she looked toward Dugu Xin at the back.

"Dugu Xin, come to the office with me."

Mu Jin's simple words caused Dugu Xin to feel inexplicably nervous. Although he did not know why he felt so uneasy, he still greeted Chen Junting and the others, set down the desks and chairs he had yet to finish arranging, and hurried after Mu Jin.

"What exactly happened?"

Wu Feng glanced over curiously and asked Chen Junting.

"How would I know?"

Chen Junting replied casually, his brows faintly furrowing. Teacher Mu Jin had sought him out alone? Surely not. Otherwise, she would not have returned, but would have taken Dugu Xin away directly.

Then, apart from the poison in Dugu Xin's body, was there anything else about him that could have attracted the academy's attention?

"Brother Junting..."

Ning Tian spoke up, drawing Chen Junting's attention. Her cherry lips parted slightly as she mouthed the words, "Immortal Herb."

Chen Junting gave a slight shake of his head, indicating that she should not worry.

"Let's return to the dormitory first. I'll ask about it later."

After everyone dispersed, they returned to their respective dormitories.

Chen Junting sat cross-legged on his bed, trying to enter a meditative state with the Meditation Method Electrolux had taught him and cultivate his spiritual power.

He continued until the dormitory door opened.

"You're back."

He opened his eyes and looked at Dugu Xin's bitter expression.

Chen Junting did not ask what Mu Jin had summoned Dugu Xin to the office to discuss. His expression alone made it clear that it had definitely not been anything pleasant. So he simply said, "If you need help, just tell me."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Xin remained silent for a long time...

A full minute passed before he finally spoke.

"Thanks. But... I'm fine."