Freshman Assessment

"Stupid." Zhou Yi had nearly been angered into laughter by Wang Dong. She shot her a meaningful glare. "You little brat, don't think I don't know—you just don't want to be separated from Jiang Yuheng."

Zhou Yi's words hit Wang Dong right on the mark, and she blushed in embarrassment.

Did that old hag Zhou have some kind of Mind Reading Technique? How—how had she seen through her so easily?

As she thought this, Wang Dong's gaze unconsciously drifted toward Jiang Yuheng.

She had been with this idiot for three months already. During that time, although Jiang Yuheng's Soul Power had only risen by one rank, Wang Dong could tell that this idiot seemed to be deliberately suppressing his cultivation.

Idiot, why are you doing this?

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly and continued, "When I call you stupid, you happen to be the one with the highest cultivation in the class—barely enough to be called a genius. But when I call you smart, sometimes you're so stupid you could blow snot bubbles."

"You idiot, when have you ever seen Assault System Battle Soul Masters and Control System Battle Soul Masters split up? Even if the classes are divided, they'd be put together. Hurry up and change it!"

As she spoke, she tossed the sheet of paper in her hand toward Wang Dong.

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is."

"Great, hehe!"

Though she had been called an idiot, Wang Dong could no longer suppress the smile on her face, letting out foolish little giggles from time to time.

She quickly changed Control System to Assault System, then respectfully handed it back to Zhou Yi.

After taking the paper, Zhou Yi resumed her stern expression. "All right. Although the Freshman Assessment is only your first assessment at Shrek Academy, it is extremely important to your future path of cultivation. Only by achieving a good ranking in the assessment can you receive the academy's focused training."

"In our class, you three are the ones I think most highly of. There's no need to say anything about Jiang Yuheng and Wang Dong's strength. Among Soul Masters of the same rank, you are absolutely capable of sweeping through your opponents."

"As for Huo Yuhao, though your cultivation isn't strong, your perseverance far surpasses that of ordinary people. Combined with the supporting effects of your Spirit Eyes soul skill, to put it bluntly, if the three of you form a team, you would have the standard of champions."

"So what I'm telling you isn't a requirement. It's simply what your talent and strength should achieve. Understand?"

"Understood!" The three answered together and walked out of the classroom.

The moment they left the teaching building, they ran into Xiao Xiao, who had been waiting at the entrance for quite some time. "I've been waiting for you forever, Yuhao. Are you posting today's article, or should I publish it? The Yu Dong CP Fans are getting impatient!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuheng stopped in his tracks and looked suspiciously at Huo Yuhao, who was hurriedly making a shushing gesture. "What's going on? Whose CP fans?"

Before Huo Yuhao could speak, Xiao Xiao answered first from the side, "Isn't it obvious? Of course, yours—"

"Ahem, Xiao Xiao, have you finished writing today's reflections? Don't forget, as the vice president, you need to set an example!"

Huo Yuhao spoke with righteous seriousness while frantically winking at Xiao Xiao.

She reacted quickly and immediately picked up the thread. "Oh! So that's it! I was wondering why it felt like I had something unfinished today! I'll be going first, bye-bye!"

"You two?"

"Brother Yuheng, Xiao Xiao might not write it very well, so I'll go help her. See you tonight!"

With that, Huo Yuhao flashed away and vanished in a puff of smoke.

Jiang Yuheng was baffled. "Strange, what kind of CP are they making?"

Wang Dong asked, "Jiang Yuheng, what is a CP?"

Jiang Yuheng explained, "It's a recently popular term on the Internet. It refers to a romantic relationship between a man and a woman."

Wang Dong suddenly understood and quietly memorized the term. "Right, it's rare for school to end early today. Let's make some Noodle Soup to treat ourselves! Registration officially starts tomorrow, and the assessment probably won't begin until the day after."

Jiang Yuheng smiled. "My Wang Dong, you eat Noodles every day. Don't you get sick of them? Besides, the assessment is coming up. At least do some last-minute preparation."

Wang Dong snorted and folded her arms across her chest. "Just tell me, are you making it or not?"

Jiang Yuheng said helplessly, "Of course I am. If I don't, you won't let me into the dorm tonight."

"You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Wang Dong's pretty face flushed red as she mercilessly kicked Jiang Yuheng in the butt.

The force was so great that Jiang Yuheng nearly fell flat on his face. "Hiss, go easy. If you really kick my waist apart, we won't need to compete tomorrow."

Wang Dong curled her lips and said arrogantly, "Who cares about you? With This Lord around for the competition the day after tomorrow, won't beating them be easy?"

Though she said that, seeing Jiang Yuheng frown tightly, Wang Dong still could not help stepping forward to check on him.

After returning to the dorm, Wang Dong used her free time to cultivate, while Jiang Yuheng prepared the ingredients for tonight's stall. Noodle Soup in particular—thirty bowls a day were nowhere near enough to sell.

After simmering the soup base, Jiang Yuheng sat before the wooden table and began practicing, designing, and assembling the Soul Tool in his hands.

For him now, cultivating too quickly would cause the Seal within his body to become unstable. Besides, twenty-sixth-rank Soul Power was enough to deal with that bunch of Soul Elders.

Soon, evening arrived. As usual, Jiang Yuheng first fed Wang Dong until she was full before heading out to set up his stall.

There were noticeably fewer people at the academy gate today. With the Freshman Assessment approaching, most freshmen felt a growing sense of urgency. Apart from a tiny handful, everyone else remained in their dorms, racking their brains over preparation.

However, none of this affected Jiang Yuheng's business. For the upperclassmen, without all those freshmen lining up, their chances of getting a bowl of Noodle Soup had greatly increased!

By the time Jiang Yuheng arrived, a line had already formed. Standing at the very front was Xu Sanshi.

"Yo, Jiang Yuheng, I've been waiting for you forever. The usual—three bowls of Noodle Soup and three bowls of Mixed Noodles." With that, he flicked a gold coin toward Jiang Yuheng.

Jiang Yuheng smiled. "Brother Sanshi, why are you just like the idiot at my place? You eat it every day and never get sick of it."

Their earlier unpleasantness had long since passed. They saw each other every day now, and Xu Sanshi was a major customer at his stall, so they had already become familiar with each other.

Xu Sanshi's personality really was something else. He was clearly a Defense System Soul Master, yet his temper was even fiercer than that of an Assault System Battle Soul Master.

Xu Sanshi chuckled. "Can't be helped. I just like your cooking. If I don't eat it every night, my heart starts itching. By the way, where did you learn to make this Noodle Soup? It tastes way too good! Even Nannan can't stop praising it!"

"By the way, I heard your Freshman Assessment is coming up. Do your best, kid. You're the man who defeated me—you can't lose!"

Jiang Yuheng nodded. "Of course!"

"Little Xu." Just then, a cool voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing that voice, Xu Sanshi shuddered instinctively. Jiang Yuheng immediately saw fear in his eyes, but even more than that, helplessness.

A woman walked out from the academy gates and slowly approached the snack stall. The people waiting in line naturally made way for her, not even daring to look up at her.

Such an astonishing entrance far surpassed even Jiang Nannan's.