Transfer Student Li Qing

"What's your name?"

At last, after five minutes, Liu Qianxin broke the long silence.

That was right—Wu Jian had brought Li Qing here, yet Li Qing seemed not to have introduced himself at all.

"Li Qing. Qing as in 'green.'"

"Green? You do look rather green. How old are you?" Liu Qianxin pulled a form from a drawer beneath the desk, then took a brand-new pen from the pen holder.

As for why it was a new pen, there was still a thin pen embedded in the wall behind her, with bits of plaster occasionally falling off...

Seriously, had no one considered the wall's feelings? They had forcibly stuck a little pencil into it...

"Ten," Li Qing answered.

Liu Qianxin's eyebrows immediately rose, and the shock in her eyes deepened.

"What's your Soul Power Level?"

"Thirty-one."

"Also, which city did you most recently visit Spirit Hall in for Soul Power certification?"

"Uh... well..."

Seeing Li Qing hesitate, Liu Qianxin explained.

"Oh, it's just so we can transfer your previous records and look into your background. What is it? Is there some difficulty?"

Li Qing thought it over carefully. He had nothing to hide, and Spirit Hall naturally would not know about the things he had hidden away, so he decided to tell Liu Qianxin.

"No problem. Nuoding City."

"Nuoding City..." Liu Qianxin rapidly filled out the form with her pen, then looked up at Li Qing again.

"With your current cultivation, studying in the Junior Soul Master Division definitely won't do. I'll arrange for you to join the Intermediate Soul Master Division."

"Alright." Li Qing nodded obediently like a good child.

"Mm, come with me!"

With that, Liu Qianxin stood up from her chair with the form in hand and walked out the door.

Li Qing followed behind her. After several turns, they arrived at another office. This office was slightly smaller than Liu Qianxin's.

"Old Deng, I brought you a student. Arrange his enrollment procedures!"

Old Deng was a sturdy man around forty or fifty years old. There was not a single wrinkle on his face, but his hair was white and stiff as steel needles, giving him a somewhat weathered appearance.

His tall, imposing body seemed to have been hewn from granite. He stood over two meters tall, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, with muscles packed tight across his body. His bronze skin gleamed with a metallic luster beneath the sunlight. Yet his face bore a simple, honest smile that did not match his burly physique at all.

"Don't worry, Dean Liu. I'll make sure everything is handled properly!"

"Mm. I'll leave it to you."

After handing the form to Old Deng, Liu Qianxin turned and left without saying another word.

After Liu Qianxin left.

"Mm, I'm Deng Yuguang, head of the academy's Intermediate Soul Master Division. You're Li Qing, right? Ten years old? Oh, you're quite young. Soul Power... thirty-one!"

A look of shock appeared on Deng Yuguang's face. As his gaze continued downward, his astonishment grew even stronger.

After reading the form, Deng Yuguang stood there stunned for several dozen seconds before finally recovering. Two words slowly slipped from his mouth.

"Freak!"

Li Qing's face immediately darkened.

Over the past few months, Li Qing had heard people call him a freak more than once.

Seriously, he wasn't a freak! He was obviously a monster, alright?!

"With your talent, I'll place you in Class One."

Class One was the best class of them all—the elite class. Only Soul Masters with outstanding grades or exceptional talent in the Junior Soul Master Division could enter it.

"Alright, Director Deng!"

Afterward, Deng Yuguang took him to another office, where he met Yu Shaofei, the Homeroom Teacher Li Qing would spend many years with in the future.

Yu Shaofei was not very old, around his thirties, and he looked extremely shrewd.

The first thing Yu Shaofei handled for Li Qing was his dormitory registration. Since Li Qing had not enrolled during the academy's admission period and all the other dormitories were already full, he would temporarily have a room to himself. That was a nice bit of peace and quiet for him.

Just as Li Qing finished all the procedures and received his school uniform and textbooks, it was time for Yu Shaofei's class. So Li Qing followed him to Class One of the Intermediate Soul Master Division.

Li Qing entered the classroom behind Yu Shaofei, and the moment he stepped inside, he instantly drew every student's attention.

There were around thirty students in the class, with more boys than girls.

"Ahem..."

Yu Shaofei made several sounds to draw the students' attention over.

"Students, we have a transfer student joining our class today. Now, let's have our new transfer student introduce himself."

Li Qing walked up to the podium. He first gave a bow before introducing himself.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Li Qing. I'm ten years old, my martial soul is the Scythe of Judgment, and I'm a level thirty-one Battle Soul Master! Please take care of me from now on!"

Li Qing's introduction immediately caused a stir throughout the classroom.

"What? Ten years old? He's that young?"

"Damn, a ten-year-old level thirty-one Soul Elder? That's way too damn impressive!"

"He..."

Among the crowd, a black-haired woman's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Seeing the shocked expressions below the podium, Yu Shaofei wore an unfathomable smile.

After all, when he had first seen Li Qing's form, he too had been utterly shocked, as though he had seen a freak.

"Alright, quiet down. Then you can sit..." Yu Shaofei's gaze swept across the room. "You can sit over there."

At once, another wave of discussion erupted in the classroom.

"What? He's sitting there?"

"Oh, this is going to be fun. Hehehe..."

"Hmph~"

Li Qing was immediately confused. Were these people from some damn shock-news department? How could a single seat cause such a commotion?

Following Yu Shaofei's pointing finger, Li Qing walked over to that seat and sat down.

But the moment he sat down, he felt a vicious glare.

Turning his head, Li Qing saw a red-haired man glaring at him fiercely, even making a throat-slitting gesture at him.

Li Qing found it baffling. He had only arrived here on his first day and did not know anyone, so why did this guy look at him as if Li Qing had murdered his father?

Still, Li Qing was not afraid in the slightest. If anyone really came looking for trouble, he would not back down. He had that confidence—whoever came at him, he would beat the shit out of them!

"Hello!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded beside Li Qing's ear. It seemed to possess a kind of Demonic Power, full of temptation.

It was Li Qing's deskmate, a black-haired woman.

"Hello!"

Li Qing replied. He had not paid attention at first, but now he realized that she was actually quite pretty. Of course...

She was not as pretty as Xiao Xue. Qian Renxue was the prettiest!