Qiangu Zhangting's Fury

Inside the Dean's Office of Spirit Transfer Academy, the atmosphere was so stagnant it seemed ready to freeze into ice.

Qiangu Zhangting sat rigidly in a broad black-and-gold chair, his fists clenched tight. Veins bulged faintly on his forehead, and his expression was so dark it seemed as though water could drip from it.

"Bastard!"

Qiangu Zhangting slammed his palm onto the desk. Soul Power surged, and a crack instantly split across the hard ebony tabletop.

"That bunch of idiots! Can't they see the situation clearly? Shrek has already declined, yet people are still flocking to it? Don't they know that by entering Shrek, they'll lose their most important resources?"

Several senior staff members from Spirit Transfer Academy stood in the office. None of them dared make a sound; only one person gave a quiet report.

"Dean, according to feedback from our scouts, Shrek Academy's enrollment situation... is even better than we expected. We have already identified four Soul Masters whose Soul Power was preliminarily assessed to be above level twenty."

"Ha, level twenty? What does that amount to? They have Soul Power but no soul spirits. In the end, they are merely trees without roots!" Qiangu Zhangting sneered, yet he could not suppress the irritation deep in his heart.

In truth, no matter how disdainful he was, he could not deny the impact Shrek Academy's twenty-thousand-year legacy had on the world of Soul Masters.

No matter how many generous terms Spirit Transfer Academy offered, it would be impossible to make Shrek lose all appeal in such a short time.

Just then, a somewhat aged yet still imposing voice spoke—

"Don't rush."

Qian Gu Dong Feng, the master of the Spirit Pagoda, sat calmly to one side, his deep gaze sweeping across everyone in the room.

"It is only to