The Weight of Innate Spirit Power Level Three

Hearing Goreya's displeased voice, Jiang Qingning and Xia Qiu both turned to look at him.

"Goreya, didn't you hate that Ning Weiyang too? Why are you speaking up for her now?"

Jiang Qingning looked at Goreya in confusion.

Back when they were attending the large lecture, she had noticed Goreya teasing Ning Weiyang.

He clearly hadn't liked Ning Weiyang then. Otherwise, why would he have said such nasty things?

Xia Qiu echoed her from the side, equally puzzled. "Exactly, exactly. Goreya, I heard your little lackey mention that Ning Weiyang is a little wild bastard..."

"Shut up!"

Hearing those three words, Goreya reacted as though he had heard some taboo. He glared at Xia Qiu, warning her not to continue.

Xia Qiu froze.

She didn't understand why Goreya was being so fierce.

He was clearly the one who had called Ning Weiyang a little wild bastard.

However, she caught a flicker of fear in Goreya's eyes.

Though it vanished in an instant, she had still seen it.

Had she been mistaken?

Meeting Xia Qiu's puzzled gaze, Goreya composed himself and distanced himself from them—

"When you two talk, don't drag me into it. Let me remind you: Ning Weiyang has stronger backing than either of you. If you insist on going head-to-head with her and end up suffering, don't blame me for not warning you."

Jiang Qingning and Xia Qiu came from Class A and Class S. It sounded impressive enough, but neither of their Soul Power Levels was particularly high.

One was fifteen and only Level Sixteen, while the other was eighteen and only Level Twenty-Two.

Compared with Dugu Yan and the others from Class S, they were nowhere close.

Yet the reason they had been selected this time was still because of their backgrounds.

One came from a fallen family, while the other was a commoner.

In terms of martial soul suppression alone, no matter which of the two encountered Ning Weiyang, Ning Weiyang could instantly crush her.

Goreya understood this very well.

Even his martial soul had been suppressed by Ning Weiyang, let alone theirs.

What was more, he was slightly stronger than those two, yet before Ning Weiyang, he had not even had a chance to act.

The gap was obvious.

But people were never afraid of things they had not yet suffered from—

Jiang Qingning sneered, "She's just a worthless soul master with Innate Spirit Power Level Three. Goreya, do you not understand what Innate Spirit Power Level Three means?"

Jiang Qingning came from the Jiang Family of the Heaven Dou Empire. Her family had declined, leaving only its name by the time it reached her generation.

Relying on that name, she had entered Heaven Dou Royal Academy to study.

Her aptitude was average, and her martial soul was even more ordinary.

On Douluo Continent, the strong were revered.

At the academy, she was clearly one of those looked down upon.

But people could always find someone worse off than themselves.

For instance, she had heard that Ning Weiyang's Innate Soul Power was even lower than hers.

So she sought a sense of superiority and presence from Ning Weiyang, proving that she was not the worst one.

Goreya understood what Jiang Qingning was thinking. He looked at her and let out a mocking laugh.

Then he sighed with a smile and turned his head to look out the carriage window.

He was done talking to Jiang Qingning.

If this continued, these two would screw him over to death.

Jiang Qingning and Xia Qiu both found Goreya's reaction strange.

Something was off about Goreya today.

Still, they did not think much of it.

Perhaps he was simply in a bad mood today.

"The luggage has all been placed in that carriage. Little Weiyang, get into this one. You can get acquainted with the students traveling with you. Once you reach Spirit Hall Academy, you'll need to look out for one another."

After the other luxurious carriage arrived, Meng Shenji and the others moved all the luggage over. As he reminded Ning Weiyang, he deliberately made sure the three people inside the carriage heard him.

Ning Weiyang understood Meng Shenji's meaning. She nodded and replied, "Mm-hm, I understand!"

"Mm."

Meng Shenji nodded, watching Ning Weiyang board the carriage.

The accompanying teacher sat in the carriage carrying the luggage. He nodded to Meng Shenji, and they set off.

As the two carriages traveled farther away, Meng Shenji and the other two stood at the academy gates watching them depart.

Bai Baoshan sighed. "I'm still a little reluctant to let Little Weiyang go."

Zhi Lin glanced at him and teased, "Then why don't you go with her?"

Bai Baoshan patted his big belly and shook his head. "They won't allow it, will they?"

Meng Shenji shot him a sidelong glance. "As if you'd go even if they did."

Bai Baoshan smiled awkwardly. "That's a place for young people to gain experience. I won't go."

"..."

Zhi Lin smiled and shook his head. He was all talk.

"Alright, let's head back."

"Let's go!"

"..."