Douluo: Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, All Spirit Beasts Sacrifice

"Wow! So cute!"

"Hiss, so handsome, and a little bit wicked too!"

Many people were surprised when they saw Su Wen and Hu Liena.

The classroom became lively.

"Quiet!"

As soon as An Ya spoke, the scene instantly fell silent.

"We have two new students joining us today, so get along well in the future."

"Su Wen, Hu Liena, please introduce yourselves to everyone."

"Remember, introduce your Martial Soul and Spirit Power clearly; even in the academy, strength is the standard."

An Ya did not forget to add a reminder at the end. In the Spirit Master Academy, whoever has higher Spirit Power receives attention and respect; this is the most basic common sense.

"Su Wen, seven and a half years old, Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, level 28 Battle Spirit Master."

"Hu, Hu Liena, seven and a half years old, Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, level 26!"

The room fell into a silence, and for a long time, no one spoke.

Even teacher An Ya subconsciously glanced down at the files.

Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress?

What kind of Martial Soul is this?

Seeing that there was no description of the Martial Soul on the file, only a name, An Ya's curiosity was instantly ignited.

The Pope's disciple actually possessed a Martial Soul that had never appeared on the continent before.

"They are actually both Grand Spirit Masters, and they aren't even eight years old yet!"

"What is a Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress Martial Soul?"

"I admit he looks good, but level 28? Teacher, do you believe that?"

"Quiet!"

An Ya glared at the one who shouted the loudest: "The teacher believes it very much."

Turning her head back, she smiled again: "Su Wen, Hu Liena, go find a seat in the back for now; I will rearrange things later."

Su Wen nodded and found a seat by the window with Hu Liena.

"Now, let's continue with the lesson..."

The morning courses at the Spirit Master Academy were basically theoretical knowledge about Spirit Beasts and Martial Souls.

Su Wen felt a bit sleepy after listening for a while.

By noon.

As An Ya left the classroom, the people in the class suddenly became active.

Many people surrounded Hu Liena; regardless of gender, everyone liked this porcelain doll very much.

Su Wen was also surrounded by a few girls, one of whom was a blonde girl sitting on a desk, resting her chin on her hand, letting out a coquettish, teasing laugh: "Little brother, you are so cute and look so wicked. Are you really level 28..."

"Liu Ruyan, you actually believe that? If he is seven and a half and level 28, I'll perform a handstand and eat a chicken for you."

"Ji Wuli, could the teacher's words be fake?"

"I don't believe it anyway. Su Wen, right? Let's spar!"

Ji Wuli crossed his arms over his chest, looking at this guy who was better-looking than himself with a face full of displeasure.

Why does he get to be so good-looking, and even have that bit of wickedness, which is strangely alluring?

Even I, a man, am feeling a bit... ugh, ptooey!

"Hmph, if you want to fight my senior brother, you have to fight me first."

Hu Liena stood up, looking at the other party with a face full of displeasure.

Seeing this, Ji Wuli became even more jealous; how could he have such a beautiful junior sister?

"Nana!"

Su Wen smiled and gently patted Hu Liena's shoulder.

He glanced at him indifferently; teacher An Ya was right about many things.

Sometimes, you have to show your strength so that you can have peace and respect around you.

"Fine..."

"Good, let's go to the Spirit Arena..."

Before the words could finish, Su Wen's Spirit Power suddenly expanded.

A chilling, eerie breeze blew into the classroom, making the curtains rustle.

The Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress Martial Soul appeared, wearing a Phoenix Coronet and Rosy Cloud Cape, the wedding dress as red as blood.

Beneath the red bridal veil, her pupils emitted a hazy, blood-red glow.

As she manifested, the surrounding yin energy gathered rapidly.

Chapter 44: Teacher, There's a Ghost

One yellow and one purple, two Spirit Rings rose, and as the second Spirit Ring lit up.

Amidst the stunned and shocked gazes of the crowd, the chilling wind did not cease, and a thin layer of black mist appeared in the surroundings.

Beside the Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, two ghouls with distorted features, clad in large black robes, appeared.

Each held a lantern wrapped in oil paper, inside which burned a nether-colored flame.

Their feet did not touch the ground, and though their pupils were invisible, they made one feel a bone-chilling cold.

At the same time, two graceful figures completely shrouded in white robes manifested.

Their hair was disheveled, dragging almost to the ground and obscuring their faces.

One could only see their exposed skeletal hands, white as snow, cradling lutes made of bone as they floated in mid-air.

The laughter of the two female ghosts rang out simultaneously, sounding as if it came from a bottomless cavern, layered with trembling echoes; within the laughter, a sobbing sound slowly spread, making one's hair stand on end.

"Th-th-there's a ghost!"

"Teacher, a ghost has appeared!"

Almost at the same time the eerie laughter rang out, even before the Ghost Dancer had manifested.

The classroom had already descended into chaos; those afraid of ghosts turned pale, scrambling over one another to run out of the classroom.

Some fell, yet they didn't forget to scramble and flee toward the exit.

Students from other classes watched the situation in Class Two with confusion.

"Did they see a ghost? Why are they running so fast!"

At the entrance of Class One, two youths with red hair and silver hair were particularly eye-catching, surrounded by several peers.

Yan looked at the fleeing upperclassmen from Class Two with confusion, while Xie Yue frowned: "There is spirit power fluctuation inside; they're probably fighting again..."

They walked toward Class Two with the intention of watching the show, and arriving at the same time was their teacher, An Ya.

She had just left.

Only to hear that Class Two was having a ghost incident.

Heh.

What kind of ghost appears in broad daylight?

A daytime ghost?

It was probably just some mischievous students playing pranks again.

"Teacher An!"

Yan and Xie Yue greeted An Ya hurriedly upon seeing her. An Ya nodded at them, but as her gaze fell upon the scene inside the classroom, she froze in place.

Inside the classroom, even those spirit masters who weren't afraid of ghosts were stunned into silence.

The combination of one yellow and one purple Spirit Ring.

The majesty of a thousand-year Spirit Ring made these fellows, who only possessed hundred-year Spirit Ring configurations, feel a sense of helpless oppression.

"Y-y-you..."

Ji Wuli collapsed onto the floor, his finger trembling as he pointed at the ghosts.

Liu Ruyan, standing nearby, covered her small mouth. A unique martial soul, a thousand-year second ring.

Who exactly was this junior?

"Well... if you still won't reveal your martial soul, I don't mind taking this opportunity to let them gang up on you!"

Su Wen felt quite helpless as he watched more than half the students flee in terror.

But since things had reached this point.

He might as well resolve the matter at hand first.

"That's right... don't say your senior is bullying you!"

As Hu Liena spoke, she grabbed the corner of Su Wen's clothes.

She was also a little scared.

The surroundings were far too gloomy.

"I..."

Ji Wuli's face turned ashen as he saw everyone looking at him.