Three Years, Graduation!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yang had spent three years at Red Mountain Academy.

The Fang Yang of today had long since shed his former childishness.

He stood tall and lean, his features becoming ever more handsome and outstanding, with a sharp heroic spirit between his brows.

With such exceptional bearing, in a few more years, he would surely become the object of countless young girls' affection.

Fang Yang had not slackened in his Soul Power cultivation either.

Thanks to the Time Acceleration effect of the supreme treasure, the Heavenly Flame Bead, he had reached the realm of a level 29 Assault Type Soul Grand Master at the young age of nine.

He was only one step away from becoming a Soul Elder!

Moreover, his Martial Soul was fire-attributed and possessed tremendous offensive power. Such talent was unmatched throughout all of Red Mountain Academy.

As the most dazzling young genius of the Elementary Soul Master Academy, his studies were about to conclude, and he would soon step through the gates of an Intermediate Soul Master Academy.

A small city like Aolai City did not have an Intermediate Soul Master Academy.

By convention, students with exceptional talent would be recommended to academies in medium-sized cities. The admission requirements there were extremely strict: not only did one's Soul Power have to reach level 10, one also had to successfully fuse with a Soul Spirit.

Only then would one be qualified to apply.

Generally speaking, anyone who broke through level 10 before graduating from an Elementary Soul Master Academy could obtain a Recommendation Letter from the academy, making entry into an Intermediate Academy much smoother.

A Recommendation Letter represented talent and potential; it was the seed of true hope.

Those students who only reached level 10 after the age of ten, meanwhile, had to undergo far more rigorous assessments to compete for admission.

Naturally, none of these requirements posed a problem for Fang Yang.

Yet among the twenty students in this year's Soul Master class, aside from the genius Fang Yang, several others had unexpectedly reached level 10 as well.

Aside from Tang Wulin, the others were beyond Fang Yang's expectations.

Of course, Red Mountain Academy had not only Fang Yang, its genius youth, but also a "good-for-nothing"—and that was Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin's cultivation speed greatly surprised his classmates. With Innate Soul Power of only level three and a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass, he had actually cultivated to level 10 in three years. Among Soul Masters, that was not particularly fast and could at best be considered average.

However, reaching level 10 within three years with a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass was by no means slow.

After all, the class had students whose innate Soul Power was higher than Tang Wulin's, as well as students with better Martial Souls.

Without exception, only a few of them were faster than Tang Wulin.

Although Tang Wulin could not be mentioned in the same breath as those geniuses, he was still above average in the class.

At this point, some master would say, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters."

Of course, if you truly believed that master, you would be useless for the rest of your life.

If Tang Wulin were not the protagonist and his bloodline were not extraordinary, how could some random nobody with Blue Silver Grass cultivate so quickly?

Tang Wulin was now only lacking a Soul Spirit before he could break through and become a Soul Master.

Only after fusing with a Soul Spirit could one enter the true realm of Soul Masters.

It was like ten thousand years ago: without hunting Soul Beasts and fusing with Soul Rings, one could not break through and become a Soul Master.

A Soul Disciple without a Soul Spirit was not much stronger than an Ordinary Person, but once they became a Soul Master and possessed their own Soul Spirit and Soul Skills, they entered an entirely different world.

Just as Fang Yang stepped out of the classroom, he heard Tang Wulin's voice behind him.

He turned around and saw Tang Wulin hurrying after him.

"Fang Yang, you're going to see the Principal for a Recommendation Letter, right? Take me with you." Tang Wulin scratched his head, his smile carrying a touch of simple honesty.

"Let's go." Fang Yang gave a slight nod.

Before long, the two arrived outside the Principal's Office, and Fang Yang raised his hand to knock lightly.

"Come in." The Principal's gentle voice came from inside.

Fang Yang pushed open the door, with Tang Wulin following close behind.

Inside the Principal's Office, the Principal set down the files in his hands. When he looked up and saw Fang Yang, he warmly welcomed them. "So it's student Fang Yang, and student Tang Wulin as well. Please, have a seat."

"Thank you, Principal," the two said in unison before sitting down on the sofa.

Then Fang Yang got straight to the point. "Principal, we've come for Recommendation Letters."

"Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. I still remember the scene when Teacher Lin Ximeng brought you and your younger sister to register at the academy for the first time. It feels as though it were only yesterday."

The Principal sighed with emotion, his gaze lingering on Fang Yang's face.

Fang Yang smiled. "Principal, I'm only going elsewhere to study. It's not as if I won't be coming back. Besides, my mother still teaches at the academy."

"Haha, that's true."

The Principal laughed heartily, then took out two Recommendation Letters from the drawer. His expression turned serious as he said, "Fang Yang, keep this Recommendation Letter safe. You are the Most Excellent student Red Mountain Academy has ever had. I look forward to seeing you shine brilliantly at the Intermediate Academy."

"I will certainly not disappoint you, Principal." Fang Yang accepted it with both hands and solemnly bowed.

The Principal turned to Tang Wulin, his gaze filled with encouragement. "Student Tang Wulin, although your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, everyone has seen your hard work. I hope you remain true to your original aspirations, continue working hard, and press forward bravely."

As he spoke, he handed over the other Recommendation Letter.

Tang Wulin accepted it with both hands and bowed deeply. "Thank you, Principal."

"Student Tang Wulin, could you wait outside for a moment? I have a few things to discuss privately with student Fang Yang." The Principal spoke gently.

Hearing this, Tang Wulin nodded, quietly closed the door behind him, and left.

After Tang Wulin departed, the Principal took out a card from the drawer and pushed it before Fang Yang. "There's one million Federal Currency on this card. The password is six sixes. Consider it a graduation gift for you."

Fang Yang froze for a moment. "Principal, this is..."

He had accepted the goodwill of Pagoda Master Liu Yang from the Spirit Pagoda, but that had been an internal matter of the organization.

Yet faced with this generous gift from the Principal, he did not know how to respond for a moment.

"This is also a small token of my regard, so just accept it. And you are the pride of our Aolai City. I believe that once you go out into the world, you will surely carve out a future for yourself!" the Principal said kindly.

Fang Yang's throat tightened. The words of refusal reached his lips, yet he could not bring himself to say them. In the end, he gave a deep bow. "This student, Fang Yang, will certainly not fail the Principal's trust."

"Good child."

The Principal nodded in satisfaction, rose to his feet, and patted Fang Yang's shoulder. "Go. Witness all the splendor this world has to offer! Remember, if you miss home, come back and visit. Aolai City will always be your home."

"Principal, I will." After making his solemn promise, Fang Yang turned and left.

Watching Fang Yang's departing figure, the Principal murmured softly, "A young eagle must eventually spread its wings and soar..."

When Fang Yang came out, he saw Tang Wulin leaning against the corridor railing, waiting.

"Wulin, you haven't left yet?" Fang Yang asked in some surprise.

Tang Wulin turned at the sound of his voice, revealing a sincere smile. "Of course I was waiting for you."

"Wulin, we've got the Recommendation Letters. Let's go," Fang Yang said to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin nodded, a trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes. "Yeah. Tomorrow, it'll be time to prepare to buy Soul Spirits."