Teacher, Give It a Try

A Soul Master's pride forced him to stand back up.

But those Ghostly Souls kept appearing before his eyes, accompanied now and then by delicate laughter.

His legs trembled a little. The more he looked, the less it seemed like an illusion and the more it felt like real ghosts.

"Ji, Ji Wuli, Martial Soul: Battle Chicken, level twenty-one..."

"Teacher!"

Ji Wuli was bracing himself to take a beating.

But when he saw Teacher An Ya approaching, it was as if he had grabbed a lifeline.

"Ahem!"

"This is a classroom. You are not allowed to engage in Soul Fighting without permission!"

An Ya tore her shocked gaze away from Su Wen's Martial Soul and said softly, "Su Wen, put away your Martial Soul. Since this is your first offense and you just enrolled and don't know the academy's rules, I can let it go this time. Don't let it happen again."

An Ya turned to Ji Wuli and snorted. "Picking on a new student and engaging in Soul Fighting in the classroom without permission. Write a thousand words about what it feels like to face a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, then clean the classroom for a month..."

As she spoke, An Ya cast a cold glance over the surrounding students.

The pressure of their teacher's presence left them all too scared to breathe loudly.

Su Wen withdrew his Martial Soul, feeling a little disappointed.

He had wanted to test just how powerful his second Spirit Skill was.

As the Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress vanished, the ghosts around them disappeared with her.

The classroom warmed up again, and the eerie, terrifying atmosphere was gone.

The students around them felt relieved. Only Teacher An Ya remained shocked.

That kid really did have two Spirit Rings, the second one a thousand years old—and it wasn't an ordinary second ring, either. It had to be at least three thousand years old.

The Pope had dared to let a genius like this out. Whoever was secretly protecting him was probably a Titled Douluo.

After An Ya left, everyone's gaze toward Su Wen changed at once.

In this world, where strength reigned supreme, Soul Power determined everything.

Especially with a thousand-year-old second Spirit Ring, he was practically destined to become a Titled Douluo.

"Nana, how did you end up in Class Two?"

As soon as Su Wen and Hu Liena walked out of the classroom, Xie Yue and Yan, who had been waiting for them, hurried over.

They were astonished to see Su Wen, and equally curious and surprised by Hu Liena's situation.

Class Two required students to be at least level twenty and to pass the advancement examination.

"Nana, are you level twenty?"

Xie Yue immediately thought of one possibility.

"Mm!"

Hu Liena lifted her chin proudly.

"That's amazing! Congratulations, Nana!"

After his initial surprise, Xie Yue was happy for his younger sister.

Yan was just as astonished, but he seemed a little wary of Su Wen.

The memory of being defeated a year ago was still fresh.

He'd been caught and taught a lesson by the patrol knights of Spirit City.

Then, after returning to the Soul Master Academy, he'd been disciplined again.

Su Wen glanced at them, then gave Xie Yue a slight nod.

He was about to head to Spirit City and buy some more Whale Rubber.

The Soul Master Academy's schedule was fairly relaxed. Apart from an hour of lessons in the morning, students could arrange the rest of their time freely, with practical lessons held every so often.

So, as Bibi Dong had instructed, he had to go back that afternoon.

Bibi Dong had sent him to the academy to build up his own following.

That way, he would have people of his own in the future.

"Brother, Senior Brother and I have things to do, so we're heading off."

Hu Liena waved her little hand and happily followed Su Wen.

"The Pope's disciple really is powerful. His Soul Power is already far ahead of ours."

Xie Yue could tell that Su Wen was no ordinary talent.

Yan was unconvinced. "I'm already level twenty too. I'll be able to get a Spirit Ring soon. Then I'll challenge him to another match..."

Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong listened to Chrysanthemum Douluo's report. Her disciple had made a bit of a stir as soon as he entered the academy, and the corner of her mouth lifted in an almost imperceptible smile.

She asked, "Has he come back?"

"Well..." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked conflicted. He'd been ordered to secretly protect Su Wen and Hu Liena today, and their Spirit Rings had shocked him. But he wasn't sure whether he should mention the last place Su Wen had gone.

"What? He hasn't come back? Where did he go?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes.

"Your Holiness, Su Wen... He took Hu Liena to buy a few pieces of Whale Rubber."

Chrysanthemum Douluo thought to himself, Su Wen, I didn't sell you out. At your age, you really shouldn't be thinking about that sort of thing.

"Go on, then!"

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent for a while before Bibi Dong waved her hand.

Chrysanthemum Douluo discreetly studied her and saw that the Pope didn't look too pleased.

He wisely said nothing, bowed, and quickly withdrew from the hall.

"Phew!"

As soon as Chrysanthemum Douluo left Pope Hall, he let out a long breath.

Being around the Pope

always made him feel oppressed.

It wasn't just the difference in their strength. There was also an indescribable, terrifying aura.

Suddenly, he spotted Su Wen and Hu Liena walking this way.

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt inexplicably guilty. Just as he was about to leave, Su Wen called out to him, "Elder Ju, you're here too?"

"Hahaha, how's life at the Soul Master Academy, kid?"

"A bunch of brats. Boring!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth twitched. As if you weren't one yourself.

"Elder Ju, have you broken through?"

Su Wen looked Chrysanthemum Douluo up and down.

"The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum may be the only one of its kind in the world. If I consume it, I might never get to see it again. I want to admire it a little longer..."

At the mention of the Immortal Herb, Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately became animated.

Su Wen understood. For someone like Chrysanthemum Douluo, who loved flowers and plants, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum was a priceless treasure. He probably even wanted to sleep with it in his arms.

"I'd still advise you to take it as soon as possible. Getting stronger is what matters."

"I won't keep you. We're going to see Teacher."

Just as Su Wen was about to take a step, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly rested a hand on his shoulder and gave it two meaningful pats, his expression hard to read.

Su Wen was a little confused. But when he thought about how Chrysanthemum Douluo had looked coming out of Pope Hall, he remembered that he hadn't seemed very happy—almost as if he had a bitter look on his face.

He knew Bibi Dong wasn't in a good mood today.

She was probably having another episode.

"Nana, I just remembered I have something to do. I'm not going to see Teacher today!"

"Senior Brother, what is it?"

Hu Liena saw Su Wen turn around and leave, and she followed right behind him.

"Sleep!"

When they returned to the courtyard,

Su Wen and Hu Liena spotted a familiar figure, and their expressions both changed.

At some point, Bibi Dong had already arrived in the courtyard.

She sat in a chair with one long leg crossed over the other.

A teacup swayed in her hand.

She glanced at the two of them with an amused look.

"Teacher, you're here. Nana and I were just about to come report to you about what happened at the academy."

As soon as Su Wen came to his senses, he hurried over with his most polished smile. But Bibi Dong's words made his expression freeze. "Why did I hear you were coming back to sleep?"

Su Wen was speechless. Bibi Dong had actually been eavesdropping.

"Teacher..."

Hu Liena had just started to say something when Bibi Dong placed a hand on her shoulder. Hu Liena immediately felt Soul Power enter her body.