Wu Zhangkong's Change of Heart

Yun Chen's actions left Ye Yingluo deeply dissatisfied. Especially when she saw that Xu Xiaoyan was equally uninterested in going along with it, she knew that all her so-called arrangements would be impossible to carry out. But Yun Chen and Xu Xiaoyan's backgrounds were what they were; even as their homeroom teacher, she did not dare say much to either of them.

In the end, Ye Yingluo could only suppress her displeasure, put an end to the discussion about the Class Promotion Tournament, and begin the lesson.

When the dismissal bell rang, Ye Yingluo said to Yun Chen, "Yun Chen, come to my office for a moment."

Ye Yingluo had calmed down by then. She wanted to speak with Yun Chen again, at the very least to find out why he was unwilling to take part in the Class Promotion Tournament.

After arriving at the office, Ye Yingluo had Yun Chen sit across from her. She did not beat around the bush and asked directly, "Why don't you want to participate in the Class Promotion Tournament? Don't tell me you're about to break through and need to hurry up with your cultivation. That excuse won't fly with me."

"I just think it's pretty boring." Yun Chen shrugged.

"Boring?" Ye Yingluo wanted to say that the Class Promotion Tournament was not a matter of whether it was interesting or not. It was glory, and it was also a guarantee of the resources they could obtain over the next year.

Ye Yingluo wanted to ask whether Yun Chen would be willing to fight if another class had some powerful students and the others in their class were not a match for them. But on second thought, their class had practically gathered the strongest first-year students. If they still lost under those circumstances, then there was really nothing else to say.

Ye Yingluo's worries were not without reason. She had dreamed of trampling Wu Zhangkong underfoot, and this Class Promotion Tournament was the perfect opportunity. However, Wu Zhangkong had recently been giving several students in his class special training, which was why she felt pressured.

"...Sigh." Ye Yingluo finally calmed down. She could not take her dissatisfaction with Wu Zhangkong out on her own students, could she? She might have had a slight tendency to get lovestruck, but at heart, she was still a teacher.

"The teacher understands. If Wei Xiaofeng and the others can handle it, I won't send you out to fight. But if they can't handle their opponents, then you must take the field," Ye Yingluo said.

Yun Chen nodded. This was also the outcome he had hoped for.

After reaching an agreement with Ye Yingluo, Yun Chen left the office. The moment he stepped out, he ran into Wu Zhangkong, who had just returned from class.

It had to be said, Wu Zhangkong was genuinely handsome. Only a little less handsome than himself, that was. Wu Zhangkong's lake-blue hair was especially eye-catching—far more conspicuous than his own blond hair!

"Hello, Teacher." Yun Chen greeted Wu Zhangkong before sidestepping past him.

Yet after Yun Chen left, Wu Zhangkong remained standing before the office door, his gaze following Yun Chen's departing back as he pondered something.

In that brief instant as they passed one another, he sensed an unusual fluctuation of blood and qi within Yun Chen's body. This was because, when he had met Mu Ye yesterday, Mu Ye had helped open several of his acupoints. Combined with the dishes made from precious ingredients that he had eaten, his blood and qi had increased dramatically, and he had yet to fully bring it under control.

Given Wu Zhangkong's background and knowledge, he could naturally make a rough assessment of Yun Chen's current condition. He considered how great Tang Wulin and the other two's chances of victory would be if they encountered Yun Chen.

A person's background truly could limit their horizons. As fellow first-year teachers at Eastsea Academy, Ye Yingluo had failed to notice Yun Chen's changes at all. Although she had sensed something, she had only assumed it was a sign that Yun Chen was about to break through. Wu Zhangkong, meanwhile, had detected something unusual and, drawing on his own experience, arrived at an initial guess.

Back in the classroom, Yun Chen had no idea that his encounter with Wu Zhangkong would cause Tang Wulin and the others to undergo even harsher training for some time to come. At the moment, he was dealing with Zhang Yangzi and the others' questioning.

"The teacher already agreed. As long as you can handle the opponents, she won't make me take the field," Yun Chen said.

"That's great! With the strength of the three of us, there's absolutely no one in the first year who can beat us. Even against second-years, it's not like we have no chance at all." Wei Xiaofeng remained as arrogant as ever.

Yun Chen found those words amusing. He wondered how they would feel when they lost to Tang Wulin's trio.

After casually chatting for a few moments, they headed to the cafeteria. However, no one went to get food. Instead, they found seats at random and began eating the food Yun Chen took from his Storage Soul Tool.

Mu Ye had made all of it yesterday. Most of what remained had been packed up by Mu Ye and stuffed into Yun Chen's Storage Soul Tool. Food stored in a Soul Tool would not spoil, and it was still warm when taken out.

Zhang Yangzi and Wei Xiaofeng did not eat much before they felt too full to continue. Wang Jinxi alone ate a little more. As for Xu Xiaoyan, with her bird-like appetite, she felt stuffed after only a few bites. Yun Chen finished almost all of what remained by himself.

"You really do have quite an appetite. But where did you get so many good things? Even with money, you might not be able to buy this stuff, right?" Zhang Yangzi asked.

Zhang Yangzi and the others came from fairly decent families, so they had some discernment. Even if they could not identify how precious these things were, could they really fail to feel the abundant energy contained in a single bite?

"I took a teacher as my master. He prepared all this for me," Yun Chen replied casually.

"Hiss!" Wei Xiaofeng sucked in a sharp breath. He truly wanted to ask whether Yun Chen's teacher was still accepting disciples, because he wanted to become his disciple too. Even if he were only given leftovers, they would still be incomparable to Eastsea Academy's so-called Grade A meals.

Just then, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie walked past them. Tang Wulin's gaze was drawn to the food on their table, and he immediately could not move another step. Affected by the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, he was also a huge eater. The aroma of the food in particular was simply too enticing.

"Hey, hurry up and go. Don't embarrass yourself here," Xie Xie said, unable to stand Tang Wulin's foodie expression any longer as he tugged at his sleeve.

"Oh." Tang Wulin answered pitifully, then left with Xie Xie. He had just spotted Yun Chen and had been wondering whether to greet him. Maybe Yun Chen would invite him to eat with them?

Yun Chen and the others noticed their behavior as well. Wei Xiaofeng thought the two of them were truly embarrassing, but Yun Chen did not think much of it. Tang Wulin's adoptive parents, Tang Ziran and his wife, seemed to have some unspeakable difficulties, which was why they had always lived in seclusion in East Sea's Aolai City. Their family circumstances really were not very good. Back then, they had not even been able to scrape together the money to buy Tang Wulin a hundred-year Soul Spirit. How could Tang Wulin not envy so much delicious food?

But Yun Chen had no intention of inviting Tang Wulin over. Even if Tang Wulin might still be a good child now, he was Tang San's son after all, and Tang San's divine consciousness was still inside him. Contact with him would bring Yun Chen nothing but harm.