A Proper Group, You Say?

Xiao Wu looked around at the others and asked somewhat curiously:

"Where's Su Yan?"

A trace of gloom flashed through Tang San's eyes. He did not understand why Xiao Wu always liked looking for Su Yan when Su Yan barely paid any attention to her.

Of course.

Xiao Wu liked being close to Su Yan because of Su Yan's Martial Soul—a Mutated Martial Soul that had materialized into an independently intelligent being.

That made it more or less like a Soul Beast. As a Soul Beast herself, Xiao Wu naturally liked being close to Little Monkey.

"I don't know where Su Yan went either. You know he sneaks out every night."

Tang San actually knew what Su Yan did. He had secretly followed Su Yan before and discovered that Su Yan slipped out every night to cultivate.

Tang San was quite disdainful of that.

Innate Soul Power Level 0.25—so what if he snuck out every night to cultivate?

Trash would always be trash.

He had no chance of breaking through Level 30 Soul Power at all.

Yu Xiaogang had told him so.

Little did he know.

Su Yan's Soul Power had already far surpassed Level 30. Even without the Soul Power boost from this Cultivation Method, Su Yan could still break through Level 30, and he would do so faster than Tang San.

Xiao Wu frowned in displeasure. "Then forget it if Su Yan isn't here. I'll come play with him tomorrow."

After saying that, Xiao Wu skipped away.

Tang San stood behind her in a daze. Only after Wang Sheng tugged at him did he follow him back to the dormitory.

As they walked, Wang Sheng asked, "Third Brother, we're about to graduate. Where do you plan to attend a high-level Soul Master academy?"

Tang San replied blandly:

"Shrek."

"My teacher told me about it. It's an academy that only accepts monsters."

"Master?"

Wang Sheng felt somewhat speechless, but he did not dare say anything. Instead, he asked, "Then are Big Sister Xiao Wu and Su Yan going with you?"

Tang San smiled at that. "More accurately, Xiao Wu and I are going together. Su Yan's Innate Soul Power is too low, even lower than my teacher's."

"He can't possibly break through Level 30 Soul Power, so there's no need for him to attend a high-level Soul Master academy. Much less get into Shrek Academy, which only accepts monsters."

Tang San was rather happy about this, because he could finally shake off that bastard Su Yan.

Xiao Wu would not see him again in the future either.

Wang Sheng, however, hesitated.

"But shouldn't that be impossible? Su Yan's Soul Power Level is already quite high. How could he possibly fail to break through Level 30?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu were both geniuses, and their Soul Power had already reached Level 28.

Although Su Yan's Soul Power had stagnated during the first two years, he had built up strength and surged ahead over the past two years. In two and a half years, he had nearly caught up to Tang San and Xiao Wu's almost five years of cultivation.

How could someone with that kind of talent fail to break through Level 30?

Wang Sheng did not believe it.

Tang San merely sneered without speaking.

He admitted that Su Yan worked hard.

But Su Yan had Innate Soul Power Level 0.25, and his Martial Soul Mutation had failed. He was destined to be trash unless he, like Tang San, possessed a divine technique such as the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to assist him.

If Su Yan could break through Level 30 Soul Power, Tang San would eat it.

Not long afterward.

Su Yan returned while holding Little Monkey. Wang Sheng was still awake. Hearing the movement, he sat up in bed and called out in confusion:

"Su Yan?"

"Why are you back so early today?"

"Er."

Su Yan returned to his bed and glanced at Wang Sheng.

"I don't know what happened at the academy today, but an eerie golden light suddenly appeared. I was afraid it wasn't safe, so I hurried back."

"Enough talking. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that.

Su Yan closed his eyes. He did not speak to Tang San.

Their relationship had been passable in the past, since they both came from Holy Soul Village.

But things changed after they arrived at Nuoding Academy.

Tang San had taken Yu Xiaogang as his teacher, and Yu Xiaogang had decided that Su Yan was trash. For some inexplicable reason, he loathed Su Yan, which indirectly caused Tang San to start distancing himself from Su Yan as well.

Secondly.

Because of Su Yan's Martial Soul, Xiao Wu liked seeking him out. With Little Monkey around, Xiao Wu no longer paid attention to Tang San.

In the end.

Tang San gradually began to hate Su Yan and grew increasingly distant from him.

And since Su Yan knew exactly what Tang San was like, he could not be bothered with him either. Otherwise, who could withstand a round of Mother's Embrace—no, a round of Hidden Weapons?

Inside the Sea of Consciousness.

The moment Su Yan checked the Group Chat, he nearly got a nosebleed.

Holy shit?

White and Tender Long Legs.

Big Chest That Can't See Toes When Bowing.

This is supposed to be a proper chat group, and you're actually posting lewd pictures here?

Where was the bottom line?

Where was morality?

Where were the even more lewd pictures?

With a critical eye, Su Yan carefully examined the contents of the Group Chat.

This was bad.

The system had pulled in nine people at once. Apart from Bibi Dong, all the other women were using nicknames, making it impossible to tell who was who.

This...

Still, given his familiarity with the plot, these names were not hard for him to figure out.

Bibi Dong—she was Bibi Dong.

Yanzi is not Swallow—she had practically revealed herself. She was definitely Dugu Bo's Granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

Cat in the Shadow—given that distinctive big-chest picture, it could only be Zhu Zhuqing, that Little Cat.

Su Yan: I can recognize her at a glance!

Loves Eating Carrots—what normal person liked eating that stuff? She also wanted to kill Bibi Dong to avenge her mother, so she was probably Xiao Wu, that rabbit.

A Little Fox—she had practically revealed herself too. One of Spirit Hall's three Love Brains, Hu Liena. Otherwise, she would not keep defending Bibi Dong.

I Don't Have the Surname Yu—you said you did not have the surname Yu, so you definitely did not have the surname Yu. You came right in attacking Bibi Dong openly, with such intense hostility. It had to be Liu Erlong.

Seven Treasures Little Princess—judging from everyone's identities so far and their importance in the plot, this person should be Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

I Am an Orphan—this name was rather strange. I'm an orphan too, yet I never said I was an orphan. Meanwhile, you... First you insulted Bibi Dong, then you wanted to defend Bibi Dong. Judging by your importance in the plot as well, Qian Renxue, you really knew how to play!

Group Member Number Nine—no name... no messages... impossible to guess. This one was truly impossible to guess.

[Su Yan: Everyone's asleep, right? Then let's talk tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, I'll announce the Group Chat's Rules. Let's all work together to build up the Group Chat, invite more friends to join, and strengthen our harmonious, loving big family.]

[Su Yan: Remember to @ me next time you post pictures, so I don't have to scroll through the Chat History.] ```

After sending a message in the group, Su Yan went to sleep while holding Little Monkey. Before long, he had already drifted off.

He had not gone to bed this early in a long time. Before getting his Golden Finger, he would sneak out at night and cultivate with Little Monkey until the early morning before returning to sleep.

As for why he had to sneak out to cultivate, it was because Su Yan did not want to expose his secret—the fact that Mutated Martial Soul Little Monkey could cultivate.

It was not because he needed to keep anything confidential. He simply did not want anyone to discover it, and especially did not want that bastard Yu Xiaogang to know even the slightest thing about it.

Setting aside all the scumbag things Yu Xiaogang had done.

Basically everyone at Nuoding Academy knew that Su Yan worked hard. Everyone saw his efforts, and since he had lived two lives, he was cheerful and knew how to conduct himself. Thus, no one looked down on him.

No one would truly mock a young man who was handsome, cheerful, well-spoken, and willing to put in the effort to cultivate.

Yet.

Yu Xiaogang, that piece of trash, was the one and only freak!