Zhao Wuji

The moment Oscar saw Dai Mubai, his face fell. "Brother Dai, want a sausage?"

"Go to hell." Dai Mubai shot him an irritated glare. "You're embarrassing the academy. I've warned you more than once not to sell sausages inside the academy.

Do you want everyone to vomit? Tang San, you can't eat that sausage."

Tang San asked in confusion, "Why not?"

Dai Mubai's expression turned somewhat strange. "Xiao Ao, make another fresh sausage."

Oscar immediately looked embarrassed. "Brother Dai, no need, right? We've been classmates for years. If you do this, the new junior students will hold a grudge against me."

Dai Mubai snorted. "I'm just giving Tang San a warning. Tang San is my brother; I can't let him fall for your trick. Hurry up, or don't blame me for taking action."

Oscar clearly couldn't afford to provoke Dai Mubai. Left with no choice, he extended his right hand. "I have a big sausage."

Yellow light suddenly gathered in his palm. Two yellow rings rose from beneath Oscar's feet, and then a sausage identical to the one in Tang San's hand appeared in his palm.

"Uh..." The moment Tang San heard Oscar say, "I have a big sausage," his entire body stiffened.

That line was far too suggestive. Based on that sentence alone, he no longer dared eat it.

Especially since he had bought the sausage for Xiao Wu.

Feeling Tang San's gaze turn angry, Oscar hurriedly explained, "I can't help it either.

When a Food System Martial Soul is used, different Soul Chants are needed to make the food change.

That sentence is the chant. It's not something I want to shout.

Besides, there's absolutely nothing wrong with the quality of my sausages."

Monster. They really were monsters.

Having watched the entire scene, Ning Rongrong shot Bai Ge a grateful glance. "Thank you, Xiao Bai."

The cold girl Dai Mubai had brought over merely gave Oscar a chilly look before heading toward the line.

Oscar shrugged helplessly at Tang San. "Such delicious sausages, and no one wants to eat them. Sigh."

Dai Mubai glared at him. "Watch yourself. If you want to sell sausages, sell them outside the academy. Tang San, I'll take you to the next test."

The two returned to the line. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's empty hands. "Where's the sausage I wanted?"

Tang San and Dai Mubai exchanged a glance, then could no longer hold it in. The two burst out laughing.

The cold girl stood behind Xiao Wu and murmured flatly, "Boring."

Xiao Wu was utterly baffled. "What's going on? Was the sausage not tasty?"

Tang San quickly covered Xiao Wu's mouth, pulled her to his side, and quietly explained what had happened into her ear.

After hearing Tang San's explanation, Xiao Wu's pretty face instantly turned bright red. "You boys are awful. How can there be such a strange Martial Soul?"

Ning Rongrong walked over. "I have Small Cake here. I'll share it with you."

Then the three girls chattered away as they divided up the cake.

Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Come on. I'll take you through the test. No need to line up."

Tang San said, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

Dai Mubai said, "Don't worry, I'm not playing favorites. This is treatment you've earned."

Afterward, Dai Mubai said something to the teacher nearby. The teacher nodded. "All right, take them to the fourth test."

At that moment, someone protested, "Why can they skip the tests and go straight to the fourth stage? That's unfair!"

"Unfair? Let me tell you, our academy has a rule—

Anyone with Soul Power above level twenty-five can go directly to the fourth stage.

So those of you who aren't strong enough should obediently stay in line."

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed sharply as he spoke coldly.

"That's impossible! We're all about the same age. How could they possibly have Soul Power above level twenty-five?" someone questioned.

"Hmph, don't believe it? Then open your eyes and watch carefully!"

Dai Mubai took a Crystal Ball and gestured for Tang San and the others to be tested.

Tang San and Xiao Wu both had level twenty-nine Soul Power. More surprisingly, the cold girl's Soul Power was also above level twenty-five, seemingly around level twenty-seven.

Ning Rongrong also went over and placed her hand on the Crystal Ball. Level twenty-eight.

Two levels higher than in the original work.

That was hardly strange. After getting to know Bai Ge, Ning Rongrong naturally hadn't just cultivated. She had ordinary medicinal meals such as century-old ginseng chicken soup and Century Lingzhi Braised Snow Frog roughly once a month.

Even that took into account the issue of medicinal toxins and impurities.

Otherwise, with the financial power of the Seven Hundred Glazed Tile Sect, eating such meals three times a day would not have been a problem.

If the little girl hadn't been so lazy with her cultivation, she should have already become a Soul Elder.

Bai Ge went last. His domineering, blazing golden Soul Power directly shattered the Crystal Ball.

Testing Crystals came in different colors according to their grade.

The white crystal Dai Mubai had brought was specifically used to test Soul Power below level thirty.

If one's Soul Power exceeded level thirty, it would directly burst the crystal.

That was right. Bai Ge had done it on purpose.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought people for the assessment."

Dai Mubai led everyone to an open space nearby. A burly middle-aged man was the only one there, sitting in a chair and dozing off.

"Oh, Mubai. Someone has reached the fourth stage this year?" Teacher Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Yes, and they all skipped the second and third stages."

"Ha, five people, all with Soul Power above level twenty-five. Not bad, not bad. Looks like that old fellow Flander will be overjoyed."

Teacher Zhao laughed loudly.

"Since that's the case, I'll loosen up a little too. Little ones, the fourth-stage assessment is simple. As long as you work together and last an Incense Stick against me, you'll pass."

He then added, "Of course, I'll only use my first four Soul Skills."

"Teacher Zhao, that isn't following the rules, is it?"

Dai Mubai said awkwardly.

"Rules? That old ghost Flander isn't here, so I'm the biggest one in this academy. All right, tell those little ones about my Martial Soul and Soul Skills."

Seeing that Teacher Zhao was determined to act personally, Dai Mubai sighed and motioned for Bai Ge and the others to come closer.

"You heard him. I don't know what got into Teacher Zhao, but he's actually planning to fight himself. There's nothing I can do about it.

So now, I can only tell you everything I know."

"Hmph, even if this teacher is a Spirit Emperor, we still have a chance. We only need to last an Incense Stick, and he's only using his first four Soul Skills."

Xiao Wu said disdainfully.

"A Spirit Emperor? Teacher Zhao's Martial Soul is the Vajra Bear. He's a level seventy-six assault-type Battle Soul Sage, known in the Spirit Master world as the Immovable Bright King," Dai Mubai said gravely.

"What? He's Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Bright King? Back then, he withstood the attacks of sixteen Spirit Emperors of the same level and still managed to escape!

Who would have thought he'd be teaching here?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed.