Ning Rongrong: Interested in Joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? | What Is a Monster? This Is a Monster!

"You—"

Dai Mubai was overcome with grief and indignation, but seeing that the situation was completely against him, he could only shut his mouth bitterly.

After all, Shrek Academy's previous highest record—Level 25 at age twelve—had been set by him.

He had never even heard of a twelve-year-old Soul Elder. A twelve-year-old Level 40 Soul Elder was unprecedented, and likely would never be seen again.

When the gap was too great, he felt a sense of despair.

Reason told him that he absolutely could not make an enemy of such a genius!

But the problem was—he could not keep wearing a green hat forever, could he?

Just as he was caught in an internal struggle, a crisp female voice suddenly rang out. "You're amazing, big brother! You're already Level 40 at just twelve years old. Are you interested in joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Ning Rongrong smiled at Bai Mu, her smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had her own little temper, but she could still see certain matters quite clearly.

A peerless genius, a prospective Soul Ancestor at twelve years old, was worth heavily investing in no matter where he went!

"Join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

The youths in line stared blankly.

Wasn't this supposed to be enrollment registration? Why had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect suddenly appeared?

This script was wrong!

"Hiss... Now that you mention it, I really did want to join before!"

Bai Mu had not expected Ning Rongrong to invite him so decisively.

However, the past was the past, and the present was the present.

He had wanted to join before because he had planned to use a major power's backing to scheme for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

But now that he had dual cores and Z-Snake, along with Jungle Healing's ability to cure abnormal statuses, he might have a chance to obtain the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well through his own abilities.

Was there any need to join a major faction and make things difficult for himself?

"Stop thinking about it and join directly. When the time comes, I'll have Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone personally guide your cultivation. Maybe they'll even be willing to take you as a disciple!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes gleamed with pure light as she smilingly raised the offer.

"That won't do. I'd better think it over some more."

Bai Mu neither accepted nor refused.

He did not care at all about being taught by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had only one thing that interested him now—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Aromatic Silk Beauty could turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Pagoda, allowing its owner to become a Title Douluo and grant targets up to a 100% boost.

Although that was not much compared with Dragon Dance's fully stacked 300% bonus, what if they could stack?

That would be 400%, equivalent to multiplying speed and strength by five!

"That's fine. Take your time considering it. If you want to join, just tell me anytime!"

Ning Rongrong also knew that geniuses were not so easily won over.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a token and handed it to Bai Mu. "Keep this token. You can enjoy VIP service at any Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect business."

"Thanks!"

Bai Mu smiled and put the token into his Soul Tool.

"Good kid. In six years, you rose from Level 10 to Level 40—an average of five levels per year!"

The Elder Teacher finally snapped back to his senses. Struggling to maintain the bearing of a Spirit Emperor, he advised, "Although your talent and level are both high, you're still young. The waters of the outside world run too deep; you can't handle them.

Our academy has strong teaching staff, and nurturing you won't be a problem. Study here properly for a few years before going out to explore!"

Bai Mu smiled faintly. "You're wrong, sir!"

The Elder Teacher was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"I've already spent three years exploring outside. How could I not know how deep those waters are?"

Bai Mu smiled.

Whether it was the Spirit Master world or the Spirit Beast world, he had left others bloody lessons. Would he be afraid?

"Besides—who told you I gained thirty levels in six years? I never said I was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power."

"You aren't?"

The Elder Teacher was dumbfounded. "No."

Bai Mu gave a self-mocking smile. "I'm just trash with Innate Level 1 Soul Power."

"Level 1!"

The Elder Teacher froze on the spot.

What was a monster? This was a monster!

Six years after awakening his martial soul, he had risen from Level 1 to Level 40—a full thirty-nine levels! More than six levels, nearly seven levels, per year!

"There's actually a genius like this?!"

Ning Rongrong also stood there stunned. Even with her broad knowledge, Bai Mu had repeatedly shattered her understanding today.

"Your Innate Soul Power was only Level 1?"

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was always so aloof, could no longer remain calm.

No matter what opportunities Bai Mu had encountered, gaining thirty-nine levels in six years made him an absolute genius, an absolute monster, across the entire continent!

Even if Spirit Hall devoted all its efforts to nurturing someone, it could never raise a person from Level 1 to Level 40 in six years!

"Little Kitten, you don't understand. I don't blame you!"

Bai Mu smiled. "After all, little animals aren't very intelligent to begin with. I won't lower myself to your level."

Zhu Zhuqing did not reply. She merely looked at Bai Mu with a complicated expression.

She suddenly felt that if she wanted to become stronger, sticking firmly to Bai Mu and thoroughly understanding him might be far more useful than joining Shrek Academy.

"Brother—I'm a little dizzy."

"I—I'm a little dizzy too."

Beside them, Tang San and Xiao Wu, who knew the truth, were even more shocked.

Thirty-nine levels in six years? No!

It was twenty-nine levels in three years!

An average of nearly ten levels a year!

Teacher has an External Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power of 0.5. He still hasn't broken through Level 29—if Teacher finds out, he probably won't be able to accept it.

Tang San's feelings were incredibly complicated.

Forget whether Yu Xiaogang could accept it—even he, a transmigrator who possessed the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, found it hard to accept.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The old man said "good" three times in a row. "Mubai, take them to the fourth test!"

"Okay—"

Dai Mubai looked dejected, his shoulders slumped as all of his previous arrogance vanished.

He no longer knew how to handle the grudge between himself and Bai Mu.

"Bai Mu, what exactly have you experienced these past few years? You actually jumped straight to Level 40!"

After leaving the crowd, Xiao Wu finally could not help tugging on Bai Mu's sleeve. "Little Mu, what exactly did you experience in the three years after graduation? How did you gain so many levels?"

"Just luck. I dared to fight and take risks, so I found some opportunities."

Bai Mu smiled without saying more. The more he said, the more likely he was to slip up. Aside from information that could be discovered through a few channels, he should reveal as little as possible.

"You cheapskate. You won't even tell us that."

Xiao Wu puffed out her cheeks and lightly kicked Bai Mu.

Tang San said, "Sorry, Xiao Wu is just like that. Please forgive her."

"It's fine. I understand!"

Bai Mu wore a smile, but inwardly he could not help considering whether there was a good opportunity to take Xiao Wu out in one go.

"The fourth test examines practical combat experience. We're here, so get ready!"

Dai Mubai stopped walking and gave everyone a complicated look.

The fourth test area was not large, only around two hundred square meters. A burly middle-aged man in his fifties, shorter than Bai Mu, was sitting in a chair dozing off.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought people for the fourth test."

"Oh? Five people actually made it to the fourth test this year. Not bad, not bad!"

The middle-aged man opened his bleary eyes and looked at the young men and women before him in disbelief.

He smiled and said, "My name is Zhao Wuji, the vice dean. I'll give you one incense stick's worth of time to get to know each other. After that, the five of you will join forces and withstand my attacks for one incense stick's worth of time.

As long as even one of you lasts until the end, you'll pass."

Dai Mubai hesitated. "Teacher Zhao, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it? The dean isn't here, so I'm the biggest one in the academy. If I say it's fine, then it's fine."

Zhao Wuji glared at him and said, "Alright, I'm lighting the incense now. You don't have much time, so prepare yourselves. Xiao Bai, you can also tell them about my strengths and characteristics so they can be prepared."

"Teacher Zhao," Dai Mubai suddenly said in a low voice, "please allow me to test him alone first. After that, I'll hand him over to you."

His evil eyes locked onto Bai Mu as fighting spirit blazed within them!

He might not be Bai Mu's match in the future.

But right now, he would never admit defeat!

"Oh?"

Zhao Wuji raised his brows, looked at Dai Mubai, then at Bai Mu, and seemed to understand something. He nodded readily. "Fine. I'll give you one incense stick's worth of time."

Dai Mubai turned toward Bai Mu and said word by word, "Bai Mu, it's time. Come fight me!"

"You still have fighting spirit? Interesting."

Bai Mu smiled easily, his tone relaxed. "Then please enlighten me."

The surroundings instantly fell silent. Everyone held their breath as they watched. Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered as she clenched her fists. Tang San watched with a probing look, Xiao Wu widened her eyes excitedly, Ning Rongrong observed curiously, while Zhao Wuji scrutinized the two as Dai Mubai faced a formidable enemy.

As for Bai Mu, he merely gently stroked Zygarde beside him, a meaningful curve rising at the corner of his lips.

The hunt was about to begin!