Who Is Su Qiu?

Chapter 39: Who Is Su Qiu?

Within Eastsea City, only Su Qiu could sense that the terrifying pressure had come and gone in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the pillar of light piercing the heavens in the distance vanished.

Su Qiu lowered his head in thought.

The only possibility he could think of was that Gu Yue and Tang San had clashed.

This had been predictable.

Anyone could notice the increasingly obvious abnormalities in Tang Wulin.

At most, outsiders like Wu Changkong would assume it was some kind of Martial Soul mutation.

But others might not know, while Gu Yue surely did. She would definitely sense the Golden Dragon King aura within Tang Wulin.

So whether it was a test or something else, it had only been a matter of time before the Silver Dragon King and Tang San came face-to-face.

It was easy enough to find out the outcome of this clash. Once school resumed, he only needed to look at Tang Wulin and Gu Yue's conditions.

Silently setting down his Forging Hammer, Su Qiu said, "Teacher, let's stop here for today. I'll go back and meditate first."

"Mm, alright." After so many years together, Mu Chen could tell something was off with Su Qiu, but he did not say much. He knew that if Su Qiu truly encountered a problem, he would tell him.

Su Qiu was not someone who kept pressure bottled up. He had never been ashamed to seek help from elders like them.

"Goodbye, Teacher."

Waving, Su Qiu turned and left the Blacksmith Association, quickening his pace.

The god-level powers colliding with one another had made him feel his own insignificance.

Like a lone boat in a raging storm, he could capsize at any moment.

A sense of urgency rose uncontrollably within him.

It was not because he feared Gu Yue or Tang San, but because he wanted to be less helpless before such power the next time.

In short, he lacked a sense of security.

When it came to Gu Yue, Su Qiu simply went with the flow and let her have her fun.

After all, he could not resist her. There was really nothing he could do.

And as for Tang San...

Su Qiu's opinion of him was simple: he was stupid.

In Su Qiu's eyes, Tang San was not evil. He was merely self-righteously stupid.

He split his own daughter's soul apart, then played around with putting it back together. He trained his own son-in-law like a dog.

It was not because of some conspiracy. It was because that goddamn idiot genuinely believed it was good for his daughter and son-in-law!

Ten thousand years ago, he used a child to force Ju Zi to retreat, along with that so-called grand plan spanning ten thousand years.

Tang San genuinely thought he was being clever.

It was simply more astonishing than even the Silver Dragon King's wisdom!

Su Qiu feared this sort of god the most. Being stupid was one thing, but he also firmly believed he was right. More importantly, he possessed strength that no one else could restrain! No one could even talk sense into him.

Utterly outrageous.

This was what it meant when all the painstaking efforts of truly smart people could not compare to one flash of inspiration from an idiot.

All the horrific attacks and slaughter of living beings carried out by the Holy Spirit Cult over the years...

Before that grand plan spanning ten thousand years, they were like mere rookies.

At this moment, Su Qiu hoped Gu Yue had won this exchange.

At least Gu Yue's actions followed some kind of pattern. Tang San, on the other hand, was utterly unpredictable. Who knew when he would suddenly come up with another idiotic god-level idea?

The final match of the Class Promotion Tournament was Class Five against Class One.

Class Five still sent out Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue.

Class One sent Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, and Wei Xiaofeng. When the three noticed that Su Qiu was not participating, they visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle began quickly.

Watching the people on the stage, Su Qiu pondered silently. Tang Wulin looked somewhat listless, but his strength had visibly risen by a considerable margin compared to before.

Gu Yue, as usual, strolled leisurely across the intense competition stage.

As for Xie Xie... well, he had improved a great deal too.

So Tang San had won? Yet Gu Yue seemed to be in a fairly good mood.

Sensing Su Qiu's gaze, Gu Yue still had the leisure to turn around and give him a wink from the stage.

Su Qiu said, "Hm?"

He had not noticed before, but upon closer observation, Su Qiu suddenly realized that Gu Yue seemed much prettier than she had been three months ago?

The battle ended, with Class Five winning as expected. They should now be called the new Class One.

Immediately afterward, the academy held an impromptu assembly.

After a series of pointless remarks, Long Hengxu announced, "In recognition of the outstanding performance of the new First Grade Class One in the Class Promotion Tournament, the entire class will be rewarded with one Grade A Meal every day for the rest of this semester."

The moment he said this, the commotion immediately turned into cheers.

"Quiet."

Long Hengxu shouted them down. Once the cheers subsided, he continued, "Because the First Grade students of this cohort have performed exceptionally well, the academy has decided to establish a trial First Grade Zero Class, selecting the most outstanding students to join it. Wu Changkong will take over as the homeroom teacher. The students currently selected are Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Gu Yue, and Su Qiu from Class One, as well as Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng from Class Two. Those who perform exceptionally well afterward will still have a chance to join."

"Zero Class?"

All the students were stunned. Eastsea Academy had never had such an arrangement before, and Wu Changkong becoming the homeroom teacher made it even more surprising.

Of course, the most important question was: who was Su Qiu?!

The crowd on the field gradually grew restless.

Wang Jinxi's group from Class One and the students of Class Five did not react much. Naturally, they knew that Su Qiu was the true genius monster among this year's First Grade students.

But the others did not know!

Many students began asking around. The other six selected for Zero Class were fine; they had just competed, and their strength was obvious to all. But who was Su Qiu? They had never even heard of him.

Some students had already begun sourly saying there was something shady going on.

Under normal circumstances, Su Qiu should have stepped forward at this point, displayed his abilities, and slapped everyone in the face.

Unfortunately, Su Qiu had never been someone who felt the need to prove himself to doubters.

He was very clear-headed when it came to major matters of right and wrong, but with trivial things, he enjoyed making little jokes.

He directly took the lead, joining the students who were questioning the decision. His shout carried a note of indignation. "Teacher! We've all seen the strength of the others. You could say they have earned everyone's approval. But who is this Su Qiu? Could there be something shady going on?"

Seeing someone charge ahead, some of the uninformed students who had not been selected for Zero Class and felt resentful immediately joined in.

"Yeah, yeah! Could he have gotten in through connections?"

"I've never even heard of him. There must be something shady going on."

Long Hengxu had expected this. Su Qiu was normally far too low-profile, and he had not even participated in the Class Promotion Tournament. He was just about to answer when he abruptly froze. He stared in disbelief at Su Qiu, who was at the very front of the crowd.

What was this little ancestor doing? How could someone deliberately stir up trouble against himself?

However, the Dean was a man who had seen the world. He took the microphone from the stunned Long Hengxu and answered calmly, "Su Qiu is the only Three-Ring Soul Elder among this year's First Grade students. Naturally, he is qualified to enter Zero Class."

A Soul Elder?!

The crowd erupted. Then it was no surprise. Not strange at all.

"Hmph." Su Qiu was having the time of his life. He snorted and said, "What if that's fake? If he's a Soul Elder, why didn't he participate in the Class Promotion Tournament?" He continued stirring up the crowd's emotions.

At that moment, he became the bully he hated most, except the one being bullied was himself.

But the next moment, Su Qiu, who still had a long speech prepared in his mind, stopped. He looked doubtfully at Gu Yue, who had somehow drifted to his side. "What's wrong?"

"You really like doing this?" Gu Yue's eyes were full of curiosity.

"What do you mean?" Su Qiu scratched his head.

"I mean..." Gu Yue looked slightly troubled, unsure how to express herself. After all, all her experience of being human had been given to Na'er, and she had only just begun learning again.