Ye Chen's Misfortune

"Why are you hiding in the corner? I thought you hadn't come. Though I suppose you wouldn't dare skip my class!"

After spotting Ye Chen, the old woman nodded in satisfaction. Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a shattered gong.

Ignoring Ye Chen, who stood at the back in a daze, she began introducing herself.

"My name is Zhou Yi. I am your homeroom teacher." Zhou Yi's introduction was as sharp and domineering as ever, making Ye Chen's heart pound.

As the son of the Soul Tool Department's dean and vice dean, Ye Chen had naturally met Fan Yu's wife, the Soul Tool Department's foremost instructor, more than once.

The two were fairly familiar with each other, and Zhou Yi knew Ye Chen's talent very well. To be honest, when she learned that Ye Chen would be joining her class, she had been delighted for quite some time.

But precisely because of that, Zhou Yi's expectations of Ye Chen might have been far higher than those she had for the others.

After Zhou Yi laid out her requirements, the students' faces revealed indignant expressions. They had all been carefully selected by the various forces across the continent, elites among their peers. When had they ever been belittled like this?

In the eyes of their elders, they had always been absolute geniuses. Yet in Teacher Zhou's words, they had all become useless trash.

The pride in their hearts took a tremendous blow.

"From now on, Ye Chen will be the class monitor of Class One. I hope you can serve as a positive example." Only then did Zhou Yi turn her attention to Ye Chen, who had been standing there for quite a while. Her tone left no room for doubt.

To this group of students, who all considered themselves extraordinarily gifted, a position like class monitor had originally been something they were determined to win.

Yet Zhou Yi had not even gotten to know them before directly appointing someone. It practically reeked of favoritism.

"Teacher, I refuse to accept this! Why does he get to be class monitor?" One student stood and spoke angrily, voicing the thoughts of the other students as well.

"If you refuse to accept it, you can get out immediately. As the homeroom teacher, I have the right to appoint whoever I want as class monitor, and I also have the privilege of expelling students."

Zhou Yi spoke calmly in her hoarse voice.

A terrifying aura surged from her body. Two yellow, two purple, and two black Soul Rings—the standard optimal configuration—rose from beneath her feet. The powerful fluctuation of Soul Power made every student feel as though they could barely breathe.

The student who had objected earlier instantly fell silent, not daring to say another word.

Even so, Wang Dong continued staring at Ye Chen with a dissatisfied expression.

The moment she saw Ye Chen upon entering the room, she had been stunned by his appearance.

Since disguising herself as a boy, he was the first boy she had seen who was even more handsome than she was. Her intense competitive nature naturally left her unwilling to accept it.

Even if Wang Dong admitted that Ye Chen was handsome, she did not believe that his strength could be superior to hers as well.

In this world, where strength represented status, one needed sufficient power to truly win others over.

Huo Yuhao did not have much of an opinion. He did not care who became class monitor.

Though he did not know how strong Ye Chen was, he approved of Ye Chen's character.

"I know you are still unconvinced. Don't say I'm using my power to bully you. Today, I'll let you little brats who call yourselves geniuses see what a real genius looks like. Xiao Chen, introduce yourself and show them your martial soul!"

Zhou Yi spoke calmly. In truth, when she learned that Ye Chen would be entering her class, she had already intended to use him to spur the other students on.

Everything she had said earlier was merely groundwork for this moment.

You've already released your Soul Rings, and you still say you aren't using your power to bully us! This was the thought in most of the students' hearts, though none of them dared to say it aloud.

In fact, only a few minutes later, Ye Chen would give them a solid lesson.

He could more or less guess Zhou Yi's intentions, so he cooperatively began introducing himself.

"Ye Chen, eleven years and three months old. Martial soul: Fusang Divine Tree. Twenty-ninth-level Battle Soul Master." Ye Chen spoke calmly, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

Since they had not yet been divided into departments, Ye Chen simply referred to himself as a Battle Soul Master.

Although everyone was shocked by Ye Chen's Soul Power Level, it was not entirely beyond their ability to accept.

Among the students present, quite a few possessed Soul Power above level twenty, such as Wang Dong.

But what truly shattered their common sense was Ye Chen's martial soul.

A powerful Light Attribute aura suddenly burst from Ye Chen's body, making it seem as though a small sun had appeared in the classroom.

As he circulated his Soul Power, the Fusang Divine Tree martial soul slowly floated before Ye Chen, radiating an ultimate light.

Everyone in the room besides Ye Chen and Zhou Yi stared blankly, utterly stunned.

Leaving aside the never-before-seen Fusang Divine Tree martial soul, the two bright purple Soul Rings alone made everyone dizzy.

The maximum age limit for a first Soul Ring was around five hundred years. This was common knowledge to practically every soul master.

So what were these two Thousand-Year Soul Rings on Ye Chen's body?

Their entire worldview seemed to collapse in an instant.

"What exactly is Brother Chen's martial soul? Why does it have such a sacred aura?" Huo Yuhao stared at Ye Chen in shock, feeling as though his mind could not process it.

When he had first seen Ye Chen's Twin Pupils, he had assumed that Ye Chen's martial soul was similar to his own and related to the eyes. The truth, however, had far exceeded his expectations.

As Huo Yuhao looked at the dazzling Ye Chen, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, while his determination to grow stronger became even firmer.

If his talent was insufficient, he would make up for it through hard work. He believed that one day, he too would shine like Ye Chen did now.

What he did not know was that Ye Chen, whose talent was unparalleled, also trained with near-mad determination.

Wang Dong's beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the two Thousand-Year Soul Rings on Ye Chen's body as she sank into thought.

Even she had not dared to exceed that limit with her first Soul Ring. Only with her second Soul Ring had she dared to attach one at the thousand-year level. So how had Ye Chen done it?

Moreover, they both possessed Light Attribute martial souls, yet her Light Goddess Butterfly seemed to have encountered its natural nemesis. Under that sacred aura of light, even she felt a tremor run through her body.

Though Zhou Yi had heard of this matter long ago, this was the first time she had actually seen Ye Chen's martial soul and Soul Rings.

Even she was shocked by those two bright purple Soul Rings, much less these new students who had only just enrolled.

Seeing the students' reactions, Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction. Ye Chen also withdrew his Fusang Divine Tree martial soul at the appropriate moment.

He had not revealed that he possessed Twin Martial Souls. This alone was enough to help Zhou Yi achieve her goal.

Aside from Ye Chen himself, only the elders of Sea God's Pavilion knew that he possessed Twin Martial Souls.

Even his "grandnephew," Bei Bei, only knew about his first martial soul.

"Are you all convinced now? If you are, then go to the field and run one hundred laps. With your weak physical condition, you dare call yourselves geniuses?"

"Let me remind you: if you fail to finish within one hour, get out immediately!"

Zhou Yi's unquestionable voice rang out again. This time, no one dared utter another word. They obediently left through the front door and went to run laps.

After witnessing what had just happened, they were convinced, but they were not willing to concede defeat.

They were all the same age. Why could he do it while they could not?

With that thought, all distractions vanished from their hearts, leaving only the drive to become stronger.

Ye Chen sat at the back of the classroom, chuckling with obvious schadenfreude.

"Looks like these new students can't escape this trial after all."

"Ye Chen, what are you dawdling around in the back for? Hurry up and follow them!" Seeing Ye Chen's gloating expression, Zhou Yi could not help but shout angrily.

"Huh? I have to run too?" Ye Chen was slightly stunned as he looked at Zhou Yi doubtfully.

"Isn't that obvious? You're the class monitor, so you need to set an example. I won't impose any other conditions on you. Just run a hundred more laps than everyone else."

Zhou Yi rolled her eyes, her tone incredibly calm, as though an extra hundred laps were the simplest thing in the world.

Ye Chen was instantly rendered speechless.

He had just been gloating, only for disaster to strike him in the very next moment.

Sure enough, people really shouldn't get too smug!

Ye Chen thought miserably, his gemstone-like eyes filled with despair.