First Meeting Gu Yue

"Not at this time—shouldn't he be at the Life Lake? Why has he come straight to Eastsea City?"

"Shouldn't she be going to Eastsea Academy to find Tang Wulin three years from now?"

Looking at the girl's cold brows and eyes, Chen Ye was truly stunned. He never imagined Gu Yue would come, and that she would arrive three years early.

As for why she had come early, he didn't need to think twice—it was definitely for him.

Otherwise, she should have gone to Red Mountain Academy to find Tang Wulin, not be here.

And as Chen Ye stared at Gu Yue, she too felt a flicker of doubt in her heart.

"How is this possible? It really is the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul. I can actually feel the bloodline resonance between us."

"But I can only devour and fuse the Golden Dragon King Bloodline. How am I supposed to fuse this Golden Dragon King Martial Soul?"

Gu Yue's eyes flickered slightly. Her first thought was to kill Chen Ye and seize his Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

But what he possessed wasn't the Golden Dragon King Bloodline—it was the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul. A martial soul and a bloodline were two entirely different things.

"In this situation, I can't kill him. Is there a chance I could use him to help me perfect the power of the Dragon God?"

Gu Yue's gaze flickered again. Though she thought this in her heart, her expression remained unchanged.

Chen Ye didn't speak either. He silently sat down in a spot farther away.

But as soon as Chen Ye sat down, the children who had been surrounding Gu Yue quickly swarmed around him.

Compared to Gu Yue's cool, aloof temperament, Chen Ye was simply handsome enough to draw attention.

At such a young age, he was as delicate as a porcelain doll. Many of the female classmates came over, wanting to talk to him.

Meanwhile, the male classmates stood off to the side, casting jealous glances at Chen Ye.

Watching the female classmates crowd around him, Chen Ye had no interest in these six- or seven-year-old children.

He didn't want to make friends with them, but since they had come over, he could only deal with them perfunctorily.

It wasn't until about ten minutes had passed that the door was finally pushed open.

A young youth walked in. His gaze swept over the students, a hint of apology on his face.

"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Yun. There was a traffic jam outside, so I'm late."

"I am your homeroom teacher, and I'll also be your instructor for the next three years."

Chen Yun's eyes scanned the students, lingering on Chen Ye. He gave Chen Ye a slight nod.

Chen Ye glanced at him but felt a bit lost. The other party's surname was Chen, so he was probably a member of the Chen Family.

But since the Chen Family was the largest clan, with far too many members, he couldn't recall who this person was.

Seeing Chen Ye's blank expression, Chen Yun's face showed a trace of embarrassment, but he quickly forced a smile:

"Now, please introduce yourselves—your name, martial soul, innate soul power, and your current soul power level."

"Let's start with the little classmate on the left." Chen Yun's face carried a warm smile as he pointed to a student nearby.

After Chen Yun entered, the students had already quietly taken their seats. Hearing his words, the little classmate on the left began introducing himself first.

"My name is Zhang Dali, martial soul Through-Arm Monkey, innate sixth-rank soul power. I'm already at seventh-rank soul power now!"

Zhang Dali said this, his gaze sweeping over the other students, pride written all over his face.

To have this level of soul power at his age, he considered himself a genius.

Sure enough, hearing his words, many of the surrounding students looked at him, their eyes sparkling like stars.

The students behind him introduced themselves one by one, but their talents were clearly very ordinary.

Most had innate soul power of only one or two ranks, with a few reaching three or four.

But no one else had reached the sixth rank like Zhang Dali.

As the students introduced themselves one after another, Zhang Dali's confidence grew.

His gaze fell on Chen Ye, and looking at this little boy who was far more handsome than himself, a rare hint of jealousy crept onto his face.

Chen Ye naturally noticed Zhang Dali's stare, but he was a bit baffled.

A six-year-old child already had this kind of envy—even jealousy—in his heart?

Chen Ye found it puzzling, but soon it was his turn. He stood up casually:

"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Ye. Innate full soul power, tenth rank. Martial soul, Golden Dragon King. Current soul power level, thirteenth rank."

Chen Ye said it very casually, but the classroom first fell silent, then erupted into an uproar.

"Innate tenth rank? Doesn't that mean he already has a soul ring?"

"I don't know, but Mom said that soul power above the tenth rank means you have a soul ring. He's really amazing!"

Hearing the chatter around him, Chen Ye didn't care. He sat down casually.

He noticed the hostile glare from Zhang Dali not far behind him, but he didn't bother to look back.

The introductions after that went quickly, and soon it was Gu Yue's turn.

She also introduced herself as having innate full soul power, but instead of mentioning her Silver Dragon King Martial Soul, she used the same wording as in her past life—Elemental Mastery.

Chen Yun's gaze fell on Gu Yue, a trace of surprise showing on his face as well.

After all, students with Innate Level Ten full soul power mostly came from well-off families.

Most such students would attend private academies.

So in an ordinary public academy, encountering two students with Innate Full Soul Power was quite rare.

Chen Ye—Chen Yun naturally knew him, since he was the child of the Chen Family head. But this Gu Yue caught him off guard.

"Not bad, the Young Clan Master has landed in my hands, heh heh. Looks like I can trade for quite a few resources."

Chen Yun thought to himself, then cleared his throat. Seeing the somewhat chaotic reactions of the surrounding students, he quickly said:

"Alright, alright, everyone, settle down."

"Now that we've all introduced ourselves, let me explain the classification of martial souls and the differences between them."

Chen Yun's explanation was very clear—after all, he was a gifted student who had come from a higher-level academy.

The day passed quickly. In the evening, Chen Ye yawned, feeling a bit bored as he walked out of the school.

He was just about to get into the family car and return to the Chen residence when Gu Yue blocked his way.

Looking at the girl's cool, clear eyes, Chen Ye's face showed a hint of confusion:

"Classmate Gu Yue, why are you stopping me? I'm going home. Do you need me to give you a ride?"

Chen Ye blinked, putting on an innocent expression.

After all, he was only six years old right now. If he acted too clever, it might arouse Gu Yue's suspicion.

Sure enough, Gu Yue's gaze swept over him, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Her voice was soft, but her tone carried no room for argument: "The teacher asked us to come over. Also, I'm technically your Senior Sister."