The original Douluo had no Humanity, only Heaven, also known as the Plane Spirit.
The birth of Xuanyuan Sheng's Martial Soul, the Xuanyuan Sword, had caused Humanity to coalesce, giving rise to Douluo's Luck of Humanity.
With all the rules in place, everything seemed perfect.
But that wasn't the case.
Heaven was slowly being devoured, and even the Life Tree was being assimilated.
"People say weak planes don't have a Plane Spirit, but you've produced several gods already. How the hell can you still not beat Haozi?"
Xuanyuan Sheng felt utterly exhausted. This batch of teammates was impossible to manage.
The Luck of Humanity had only been developing for a few years. If the Plane Spirit changed hands, they could forget the grand plan for ten thousand years and just surrender and disband Humanity.
A whole ten thousand years had passed, and that useless Plane Spirit had probably already lost at least half of its heavenly luck to someone else.
Fortunately, the Luck of Humanity had been born through Xuanyuan Sheng, and its connection to the Douluo Plane wasn't like the Plane Spirit's. It couldn't be discovered so easily.
He glanced at the dark sky outside.
"What's done is done. Time to sleep."
Sea God Island.
The Soul Tool Department dean and vice dean's loft.
"This can't be real."
Zhou Yi still wore the same old face she had disguised herself with. Her mood was terribly agitated as she sat before the mirror, staring at her reflection and repeating the same words.
Behind her stood Fan Yu.
He still couldn't figure out why Zhou Yi was so worked up.
It was the students' enrollment day, and she didn't even need to deal with them.
Besides, she was usually very composed. Even when facing students, she kept her emotions hidden.
She had never sat staring into a mirror and gotten angry for no reason like this.
Fan Yu walked up and placed both hands on Zhou Yi's shoulders. The sudden weight startled her.
"Yi, are you still worried the students won't be afraid of you?" Fan Yu teased.
To him, her old-lady appearance and her current temper suited the role Zhou Yi had always wanted to play perfectly.
Startled by Fan Yu, Zhou Yi's voice abruptly rose. "What are you doing?"
The moment his hands touched her shoulders, the terror inside her surged, like a mouse that had just come face-to-face with a cat.
One touch, and she exploded.
Fan Yu could tell something was wrong. Zhou Yi used to practice her expressions in front of the mirror, and this expression would have been perfectly normal.
But right now, he could genuinely feel the anger radiating from her.
"Yi, what's wrong? Did someone do something to you?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Soul Douluo's imposing pressure burst from him, radiating an aura of authority.
Feeling her beloved's anger, Zhou Yi's muddled mind finally cleared. Her eyes returned to normal.
"Fan Yu, I'm fine. I was just practicing my expressions like usual, and got lost in thought for a moment."
Fan Yu looked at her in surprise.
"Really? Then your acting has improved a lot this time. Your anger actually gave me a fright."
He shook his head and praised her. "As expected of our Shrek teacher Zhou Yi, with the highest promotion rate and the most beloved by her students."
Zhou Yi seemed to have been reminded of something, and suddenly understood.
She was Shrek's best teacher. How could such a minor setback defeat her?
That child had refused to leave so bluntly only because he didn't know her.
Given how Zhang Lexuan let her younger brother do as he pleased, she would never have told him which teacher at the academy was the best and interfered with his choice.
If that child knew he had turned down a teacher with experience teaching people to reach the pinnacle, he would surely be crying and begging her to teach him.
At the thought, Zhou Yi couldn't help smiling.
"Fan Yu, I got a rare teaching manuscript from the Grandmaster from ten thousand years ago."
"Grandmaster? A rare manuscript?"
Following Zhou Yi's words, Fan Yu immediately thought of a revered predecessor, and his expression changed. "Could it be the Grandmaster from ten thousand years ago, one of the Golden Triangle, Yu Xiaogang?"
Zhou Yi nodded calmly.
Fan Yu was overjoyed. Zhou Yi's teaching was already excellent, and now she had the experience of the Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang as well.
Surely no one could surpass Zhou Yi when it came to teaching students.
[Quest Issued]
[Use your teaching ability to recruit Xuanyuan Sheng. This quest has a time limit of one month, starting from the first day of classes.]
[The sooner you complete this quest, the greater the reward. The maximum reward is an instant increase of 10 levels of Soul Power, with Soul Rings automatically matched to the most suitable age. The opposite applies as well.]
The reward for this suddenly issued quest shocked Zhou Yi.
An instant increase of 10 levels of Soul Power, plus matching Soul Rings—how was that any different from a god's reward?
But it was asking her to recruit Xuanyuan Sheng. That boy had said his talent was very high when he awakened his Martial Soul, though she had no idea what level his Soul Power was now.
Still...
Only a true monster deserved to be taught by her, Zhou Yi.
And Xuanyuan Sheng, in her eyes, was no different from an ordinary Little Monster. She didn't need to personally pursue him. Once she showed off her abilities, he'd come running to ask to join her class.
In the past, she'd have gone after a Little Monster like him herself and taken him on as a student.
If she'd had to pursue him without the Grandmaster's experience, and still had to pursue him now that she had that experience, then what was the point of having the Grandmaster's teaching methods?
"Fan Yu, just you wait. I'll make the Soul Tool Department as popular as the Spirit Master Department."
Confidence shone in Zhou Yi's eyes.
Once she brought Xuanyuan Sheng into Class One and weeded out the dead weight, she'd take him to Fan Yu's Soul Tool Department to study Soul Tools.
If even his older sister Zhang Lexuan praised him as a Little Monster, then surely studying both the Soul Tool and Spirit Master Departments would be easy for him.
And as for her unnaturally aged appearance...
Once she became that boy's teacher, her favorability would shoot up. Everyone knew that among the students Zhou Yi had taught, none of those who graduated had a bad word to say about her.
As Fan Yu spoke, the gloom in Zhou Yi's heart gradually lifted.
She gazed at Fan Yu with affection.
Fan Yu understood her look. He wrapped an arm around her waist and waited for what was to come.
But even after waiting a long while, Zhou Yi still didn't remove the disguise from her face. He asked gloomily, "Yi, what's wrong?"
Zhou Yi's weathered eyes shimmered.
"Fan Yu, if I grow old, will you still love me this much?"
Fan Yu nodded emphatically. "Of course."
Zhou Yi smiled shyly. "Then how about we start living like we'll be thirty years older right now?"
Seeing that Zhou Yi had undressed but not taken off her makeup,
Fan Yu: ?????
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