Han Yuchen said nothing.
Precise score control.
He stopped just barely above the passing line—enough to pass, but not enough to be too startling.
With a thought.
The power of the Star Atlas instantly enveloped all the Soul Power in his body, like the most precise valve.
His output was locked at level twenty-one.
No more, no less. Just right.
Inside the crystal ball.
There was silence.
One second.
Two seconds.
Just as the disdain on Teacher Li's face was about to turn into mockery.
Buzz—
A faint glow lit up inside the crystal ball.
The light was not dazzling. It was even somewhat weak, like a candle guttering in the wind.
But it was incomparably steady.
Within the light, two clear numbers formed from Soul Power slowly emerged.
Twenty-one!
The disdain on Teacher Li's face instantly froze.
The muscles on his face twitched stiffly, as though he had been hit by a paralysis spell.
His previously sleepy eyes widened larger than bells, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets!
He had thought this "young master" would definitely fail.
Instead, he had been slapped in the face.
He stared fixedly at those two numbers, his mouth unconsciously falling open as a wheezing sound escaped his throat, like a leaky bellows.
"Tw... twenty-one... levels?!"
He practically squeezed those words out one by one through clenched teeth!
Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted!
For the first time, his usually unruffled face showed the stunned shock known as "losing control"!
He knew Han Yuchen was powerful, but he had never imagined he would be this powerful!
He had awakened at level one, and now he was already level twenty-one.
How long had it even been?
This had completely surpassed everything he knew about cultivation!
Xiao Wu's little mouth hung slightly open, her beautiful