Sea God Pavilion Meeting Ten Thousand Years Ago

The name Huo Yuhao struck Fan Yu like a thunderclap in her heart.

He stood there, stunned, his expression shifting from bewilderment to astonishment, and then from astonishment to an indescribable complexity.

How could he be unfamiliar with this name?

Fan Yu still vividly remembers the boy who was neither humble nor arrogant when he was recruited a year ago.

But the child refused him.

The refusal was decisive and straightforward, leaving no room for negotiation.

Fan Yu still remembers how she left with a sullen face, and she also remembers the words she had said to him.

There are quite a few people with the same name, but Fan Yu felt that the eleven-year-old Huo Yuhao that Yan Shaozhe should be the one he had seen before.

Fan Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth.

Qian Duoduo quickly suppressed her shock and a smile returned to her face.

His tone carried a hint of genuine envy. "Congratulations, Lao Yan, on the arrival of such a genius in the Martial Soul Department."

Then Qian Duoduo changed the subject, her smiling face moving closer as she tentatively asked, "But Lao Yan, is there really absolutely no room for maneuver in Zhou Yi's matter?"

In truth, Zhou Yi was not related to him at all, so why should he have to lower himself to beg for her time and time again?

Ultimately, it's all for the sake of that brute behind him.

Others might not know what the Shrek's Soul Guidance Department has been like these past few years, but how could Qian Duoduo not know?

The talent pool is dwindling, with a severe shortage of capable successors; you can count the number of competent Soul Engineer on your fingers.

Fan Yu was already a Level 8 Soul Engineer before he was even forty years old. Qian Duoduo naturally wanted to do everything he could to win over such a promising talent.

Therefore, he had to take care of Zhou Yi's matter.

If you can manage it, you should manage it; if you can't, you have to manage it even if it's difficult.

Yan Shaozhe looked at the smiling old face opposite him and knew exactly what was going on.

He and Qian Duoduo had been battling it out for most of their lives; they were both scheming and plotting against each other, so who could possibly hide anything from the other?

Seeing his old rival's apologetic smile, Yan Shaozhe didn't rule out making any definitive statements.

He looked at the two people opposite him and said calmly, "If Huo Yuhao can forgive Zhou Yi, this matter is still negotiable."

Qian Duoduo's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up. "Great! Old Yan, your words are enough!"

He pulled the still-dazed Fan Yu along and strode towards the door.

Before leaving, she turned back and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture to Yan Shaozhe before closing the door and hiding her smiling face behind it.

The corridor fell silent, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing in the empty space.

Qian Duoduo walked ahead, her steps quick and steady.

"Fan Yu."

He called out, his tone carrying a hint of earnestness.

"You heard what Lao Yan said just now. Whether this matter can be accomplished depends entirely on that kid named Huo Yuhao."

"Go and talk to Huo Yuhao. Remember, you're asking for his help now, so don't put on airs."

"As long as he agrees, there's still a chance for Zhou Yi's situation to turn around."

"Dean..."

A deep voice came from behind me, as if squeezed from the depths of my chest.

"No."

Qian Duoduo's foot suddenly stopped, and her foot, which had been suspended in mid-air, paused for a moment before slowly falling back to the ground.

He turned around, his gaze falling on Fan Yu's face, a hint of surprise flashing in his usually shrewd eyes.

Fan Yu stood there, his face heavy, his brows furrowed, looking as if he had swallowed a lot of bitter herbs.

"What do you mean by that?" Qian Duoduo frowned. "You're not going to care anymore?"

Fan Yu forced a bitter smile, "Dean, this Huo Yuhao... I know him."

Qian Duoduo was taken aback.

Fan Yu said in a low voice, "He's not just a genius Soul Master, he's even more of a genius when it comes to Soul Tool..."

Fan Yu took a deep breath and recounted what happened back then in detail.

Qian Duoduo listened in silence, her shrewd eyes flashing with a complex expression.

After Fan Yu finished speaking, the corridor fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Qian Duoduo finally let out a long sigh.

"You two..."

He shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.

"I really don't get along with this Huo Yuhao."

The couple took turns trying to offend the other person's child, making them feel completely alienated.

Now, things are really messed up; they want to plead for mercy... but they can't even bring themselves to say it!

It seems that Zhou Yi's matter is unlikely to be resolved.

However, Qian Duoduo didn't really care. He had done right by Fan Yu and Zhou Yi, and that was enough.

As for the outcome, that's not something he can control.

His attention was already drawn to something else.

Huo Yuhao.

Eleven years old.

Level 43 Soul Ancestor.

At least Level 5 Soul Engineer.

These words swirled in Qian Duoduo's mind, making him restless and eager.

It's okay that Fan Yu, that brute, offended someone.

Has Qian Duoduo offended anyone? His old face should still be able to maintain some presence in Huo Yuhao's eyes, right?

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo's signature smile reappeared, and his eyes gleamed with shrewdness.

The next day, the classroom of Freshman Class One welcomed a new homeroom teacher.

She was a young and beautiful woman, who looked to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Her long black hair was tied up in a simple bun, with the rest falling over her shoulders, which made her delicate face look even more gentle and graceful.

She was dressed in an elegant dress, and standing there, she resembled a quietly blooming orchid.

"Hello students, my name is Zhang Lexuan, and I will be your homeroom teacher starting today."

Her voice was gentle and clear, like a mountain stream, softly flowing through everyone's heart.

The classroom fell silent for a moment, then a suppressed murmur arose.

Compared to the cold-faced, foul-mouthed old hag Zhou Yi, this new teacher Zhang is like a fairy who stepped out of a painting.

She stood on the podium, her eyes crinkling with a smile, patiently listening to each student's self-introduction. Occasionally, she would softly offer a word or two of praise. Her gentle demeanor warmed the heart.

Just as the Freshman Class One officially began their studies, a crucial meeting quietly unfolded elsewhere at the Shrek Academy.

Sea God Pavilion, the long conference table was now full of people.

These people are the Elder of the Shrek Academy, the true leaders of this premier Soul Master academy on the continent.

At the head of the long table, on the chair to the left, sat a disheveled old man.

He was wearing a gray robe that looked like it hadn't been washed in ages, with a few stains on the cuffs that were hard to tell what they were – oil or something else. His gray hair was piled up haphazardly on his head, looking like a bird's nest that hadn't been tended to for months.

Since this unkempt old man was able to sit in the head seat, his identity must be extraordinary.

He is now the second-best person at Shrek Academy, the Gluttonous Douluo Xuanzi.

Xuan Zi yawned, his gaze falling on Yan Shaozhe standing at the end of the long table. He slowly began to speak, "Yan Shaozhe, what's the matter that you've called all of us old folks over here in such a grand manner?"

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath and slowly scanned both sides of the long table.

"The reason I've troubled Elder all to the Sea God Pavilion is mainly because of... a student."

Upon hearing this, several Elder around the long table slightly raised their eyes.

One student?

The Sea God Pavilion Meeting was alerted just for one student?

What kind of student has such a big reputation?

Yan Shaozhe didn't explain much. He had a stack of papers in his hand, neatly folded together.

With a flick of his wrist, the stack of papers seemed to come alive, each sheet fluttering lightly into the air, tracing graceful arcs before landing precisely on the table in front of each Elder.

At the same time, his voice rang out in the silent pavilion.

"Here is his information. Esteemed Elder, please take a look."

Everyone became interested; for Yan Shaozhe to convene Sea God Pavilion Meeting so solemnly, this student must be no ordinary person.

A few sheets of paper landed in front of Xuan Zi. He lazily reached out, picked up a piece of paper with two fingers, and casually brought it to his eyes...

In an instant, he sat up straighter and his expression became serious.

The reactions of the other Elder were similar.

Even though they had been mentally prepared beforehand, they couldn't help but react with excitement when they saw the documents in front of them.

After all, Huo Yuhao's talent and strength were truly astonishing, unprecedented in history!