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At that moment, Ye Wen noticed Xiao Lie's arrival as well. He neither liked nor disliked this noble's son, so he asked calmly.

"Do you need something?"

Xiao Lie swallowed nervously. Notting's uniform was merely a simple cloak and did not show off a student's physique, but Ye Wen was bare-chested now. His rock-solid muscles were filled with a sense of power, and combined with the eight-hundred-jin barbell resting on the ground, he was immensely intimidating.

But since he had already made up his mind, Xiao Lie immediately bowed deeply and shouted.

"Boss, I've turned over a new leaf! I want you to teach me how to cultivate. I want to become strong too!"

Ye Wen frowned slightly and answered flatly.

"If you want to ask about cultivation, you should ask the Academy's teachers, not me. After all, I'm only an eleventh-level Soul Scholar."

"No, Boss. What I want isn't the guidance of those mediocre Academy teachers. I want to cultivate at high speed like you do. I'm also a genius with rank four Innate Soul Power, just like you. Those teachers can't teach me much. I want to learn from your experience and become stronger faster."

The other Work-Study Students from Dormitory Three who had been training also stopped what they were doing when they saw Xiao Lie arrive.

A large part of why they had come here to train was because Ye Wen had inspired them. He had made them truly understand that a Soul Scholar's cultivation was not just about cultivating Soul Power; the body had to be trained as well. Only then could one truly grow stronger. Otherwise, relying solely on a single Soul Skill would only make one a third-rate Soul Scholar.

At first, they had cultivated by imitating Ye Wen's training. When they saw that Ye Wen did not object to their copying, they gradually grew bolder. But as they watched their boss's physical training become increasingly difficult, they fell silent. Perhaps that was the difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

Even so, they did not acknowledge Xiao Lie as a genius who could rival their boss.

On one hand, Ye Wen had long established his authority. On the other, while Ye Wen would not directly teach them how to cultivate, he would occasionally offer them a few pointers. Those casual remarks, insignificant to Ye Wen, were guiding lights on their path as Soul Scholars. That was a kindness they remembered.

But Xiao Lie's status was what it was, and they did not dare say anything. They only watched him coldly. Their boss's position could not be challenged.

After hearing Xiao Lie out, Ye Wen fell silent for a while, inwardly helpless.

The same kind of genius as me? But my rank four Innate Soul Power is fake.

Forget it, that isn't the important part. The important question is whether I should teach him. Looking at him, he'll probably stick to me like a plaster and be impossible to shake off.

Still, even if he's the City Lord's illegitimate son, he should carry some weight. Hmm...

After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Wen finally spoke slowly.

"Cultivation techniques for Soul Scholars are family secrets, whether among commoners or nobles. Why should I teach you for nothing?"

The Work-Study Students beside him nodded repeatedly, thoroughly approving of their boss's words.

As someone from a noble family, Xiao Lie obviously understood this rule of the Soul Scholar world. But in his earlier excitement, he had clearly forgotten all about it. Now that Ye Wen had reminded him, his expression turned somewhat awkward. Yet the persistence in his heart would not allow him to give up so easily, and he said in a low voice.

"What do you need? As long as it's something I can do, I'll get it for you. Even if I have to risk my life, as long as you're willing to teach me how to become stronger."

Seeing that Xiao Lie was completely different from how he had been some time ago, Ye Wen knew that the youth had truly changed. He nodded and continued.

"I don't need your life. But I need you to agree to one condition."

"What condition?"

"Ask your father to get me a permit to establish a Primary Academy. I only need the permit. I'll gather the land and everything else myself. If you can't even do that, it'll be hard for me to teach you cultivation."

"Alright, no problem."

Xiao Lie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the request.

A permit to establish a Primary Soul Master Academy was difficult for commoner Soul Scholars to obtain, but for nobles, it could be approved with an application.

However, nobles generally did not bother applying for one, because running a Primary Soul Scholar Academy was a thankless business in their eyes.

Not only did it earn less than other industries, but they also had to deal with the noble children causing trouble. If they handled matters poorly and favored nobles, they would be resented by commoner Soul Scholars. If they favored commoners, they would be ostracized by nobles. In the end, they would please neither side and could only give up.

As a result, ninety-nine percent of the Primary Academies across the continent were established by the state. Thus, nobles did not dare go too far, while commoners could embark on the path of Soul Scholars as Work-Study Students.

The most crucial factor, however, was Spirit Hall's restraint over the two great empires. After all, it was hard to say whether the direct imperial lines of the two empires could even gather enough Titled Douluo to count on one hand.

If the handful of Soul Scholars sent by the nobles could stop Spirit Hall, that would be a miracle. No one knew whether Spirit Hall at this point wanted to unify the continent, but if it did and still had not acted, it was because the empires had vast numbers of lower-class Soul Scholars beneath them. No matter how astonishing a Titled Douluo's combat power was, their Soul Power was still limited.

Thus, a Douluo-style balance of terror was formed.

Because of this, although the lower-level Primary Soul Master Academies were inconspicuous, they were the foundation of the two great empires. Their reviews were also the easiest to pass. Yet while the two empires relied on the strength of commoner Soul Scholars, their core support still came from the noble faction. Therefore, one still needed noble connections to obtain the qualifications to establish a Primary Academy.

Ye Wen only wanted a permit and none of the construction resources. Xiao Lie was confident that he could obtain approval from his City Lord father.

And just as Ye Wen had expected, Xiao Lie obtained the permit to establish a Primary Academy without incident.

Xiao Lie also began following Ye Wen and learning about Soul Scholar cultivation. Though Ye Wen held some things back, he still tailored a cultivation plan to Xiao Lie's circumstances.

He had Xiao Lie purchase a litter of wolf cubs and raise them, creating a rudimentary Mimic Cultivation Environment.

Though it was far inferior to a professional one, Xiao Lie benefited immensely from it. And as he trained his body alongside Ye Wen, his physical fitness rose rapidly. By the time he graduated, his Soul Power had already reached level fifteen.

Based on the characteristics of Xiao Lie's martial soul, Ye Wen also developed a set of combat methods for him.

Xiao Lie's combat strength soared as well.

Xiao Lie even shamelessly claimed that he could now defeat ten versions of his former self.

But paper could not wrap fire forever. Xiao Lie's rapid progress was eventually discovered by the City Lord's principal wife, who demanded that Xiao Lie enter an Intermediate Academy to cultivate after graduation. Clearly, she wanted to block Xiao Lie's path of cultivation.