Fallen Angel, Yuanen Yehui

Na'er noticed Ye Xinglan's gaze.

Ye Xinglan nodded slightly, but unconsciously turned her head away.

Facing the Dragon Spear Goddess, this one renowned throughout the Inner Court, even a proud daughter of heaven like Ye Xinglan could not help feeling somewhat inferior.

Everyone in the Inner Court knew that Na'er and Ling Luo were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since childhood.

Although neither had ever publicly revealed any special relationship, nearly everyone had assumed they were a couple.

Deep down, Ye Xinglan harbored some little thoughts that even she herself had not fully realized.

Thus, when facing Na'er's gaze, she could not help feeling guilty for no apparent reason.

At first, Na'er had not cared about Ye Xinglan.

She had merely thought Ye Xinglan was a pure sword fanatic, repeatedly challenging Ling Luo only to advance further on the path of the sword.

However, one day, when Na'er inadvertently noticed the clearly unusual look in Ye Xinglan's eyes whenever she looked at Ling Luo, Na'er, who had already developed basic human emotions, realized something was wrong.

She could no longer remain indifferent as before.

Whether it was the affection that had blossomed over the past six years or her original purpose,

Na'er would not allow Ye Xinglan's little schemes to succeed.

Therefore, after finishing her spear training with her teacher Yun Ming, the moment she heard that Ye Xinglan had come to challenge Ling Luo again, Na'er hurried over without stopping.

And upon arriving, she saw Ling Luo handing Ye Xinglan a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

A sour feeling spread through her heart like a tipped-over bottle of vinegar.

Na'er knew that Ling Luo did not actually have any particular feelings for Ye Xinglan.

Handing her a handkerchief to wipe her sweat was merely an utterly ordinary gesture for him.

That was simply his personality.

But Ling Luo having no other thoughts did not mean Ye Xinglan would not have any!

Na'er puffed out her cheeks and shot Ling Luo a resentful glance.

You bad Ling Luo, can't you be a little more aware of your own charm?

The way Ye Xinglan looks at you is practically dripping with affection!

Na'er was sullen.

Sometimes, she truly wished Ling Luo would not be so gentle.

Or rather...

She only wished that Ling Luo's gentleness belonged to her alone.

Toward everyone else, it would be best if he wore an icy expression and could not be bothered to say another word.

Unfortunately, Ling Luo seemed utterly unaware of her feelings.

Clearly, under the invisible push of a certain young girl, the Inner Court had practically accepted them as a pair, yet this fellow had never expressed anything.

Did she, a girl, really have to take the initiative in such matters?

At that thought, Na'er's resentment deepened by several degrees.

Her little hand could not help viciously pinching Ling Luo's arm.

Noticing Na'er's small movement, Ling Luo gave her a puzzled look.

The two Seeds of the God King had subtly improved Ling Luo's physique as well.

Coupled with the nearly flawless physical training Yun Ming and Ya Li had given him over the past six years, Ling Luo's physical condition had reached a terrifying level.

Moreover, Na'er knew her limits. She was merely venting her resentment and could not possibly use Soul Power.

Thus, the pinch made Ling Luo feel it slightly, but it did not hurt much.

Ling Luo was only puzzled as to why Na'er had pinched him for no reason.

Seeing Ling Luo's gaze, Na'er slightly lifted her little face, with no intention of explaining herself whatsoever.

Her expression plainly said, I'm angry. You figure out why.

Seeing this, Ling Luo withdrew his gaze in confusion.

He did not dwell too much on Na'er's inexplicable action, nor did he try to guess the reason.

Girls always had those few days every month.

Ye Xinglan, who had been watching the two from the corner of her eye, took in all their small movements.

A trace of envy flashed through those beautiful, star-like eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and softly extended an invitation:

"I recently found a pretty good restaurant in Shrek City. Would Ling Luo and Na'er like to try it together?"

A restaurant?!

The moment she heard there would be delicious food, Na'er threw all her wariness toward Ye Xinglan to the back of her mind.

Light sparkled in her violet eyes.

"Sure!" she immediately agreed.

"Today also seems to be the day for admissions. We can go join the excitement too."

A brilliant smile spread across Na'er's little face.

So long as she did not have to study that unbearably dull theoretical knowledge, Na'er was immensely interested in anything fun.

Ling Luo did not refuse either.

He had nearly completed his cultivation schedule for the day and had the time.

Moreover, brother-in-law had told him

that an interesting student seemed to be arriving at the academy today.

Admissions at the Outer Court were in full swing.

As the continent's publicly acknowledged number one Soul Master Academy, it drew countless young Soul Masters seeking enrollment.

Any one of them would be considered a genius in the outside world.

"Name."

"Yuanen Yehui."

The small-framed boy answered softly.

"Martial Soul."

"Titan Giant Ape," the boy answered.

After hesitating slightly, he added,

"Fallen Angel."

At those words, the previously expressionless admissions teacher's face changed at once.

The Titan Giant Ape, king of the forest, and a Fallen Angel?!

The former alone was already shocking.

Yet what concerned the admissions teacher even more was the Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

No matter how one heard it, this Martial Soul did not sound like a normal Martial Soul.

It sounded more like...

an evil Martial Soul!

One had to know that the words "evil Martial Soul" were absolutely synonymous with vermin in the Soul Master World.

Ten thousand years ago, Spirit Ice Douluo had destroyed the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Sect, an Evil Soul Master sect. Yet the Evil Soul Masters and the Holy Spirit Sect had not been eradicated because of that.

They had merely gone from operating openly to lurking in the shadows, where they had already accumulated a frightening amount of power.

Whether in age, cultivation, or talent, the boy before him met the academy's admission standards.

But this Fallen Angel Martial Soul...

Seeing the turbulent changes in the admissions teacher's expression, Yuanen Yehui was not surprised.

She understood what evil Martial Souls meant in the Soul Master World, so when she revealed her Fallen Angel Martial Soul, she had already anticipated this situation.

Yuanen Yehui had also considered concealing it.

But she ultimately rejected that idea.

Because she did not believe she could perfectly conceal her second Martial Soul within Shrek Academy, where powerful experts gathered.

If she were discovered deliberately concealing her Fallen Angel Martial Soul, she would instead be labeled as someone with ulterior motives.

Compared to that, admitting it openly might be the better choice.

The admissions teacher hesitated for a moment before slowly saying,

"Student, please wait. Your situation is rather special. I may need to seek instructions from the academy's higher-ups before deciding..."

"That won't be necessary."

Before the admissions teacher could finish speaking, a clear voice interrupted him.

Three figures approached.

The owner of the voice was the youth at their head.

Seeing the newcomers, the admissions teacher was first stunned, then hurriedly greeted him:

"Young Master, why have you come?"