Academy Enrollment

Mu Qian knew nothing about the power distribution or the curriculum within Martial Soul Hall Academy.

However, judging solely by their consecutive victories in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, the teaching standards of Martial Soul Hall were undoubtedly top-tier.

In reality, given the ages of Mu Qian and his companion, they should have been entering an intermediate academy.

But setting Mu Qian aside, even Zhu Zhuqing had long since reached the graduation requirements for an intermediate academy in terms of her level and cultivation.

Therefore, there was no need for that at all.

Following the main street northward, the surrounding buildings soon began to thin out.

From afar, a massive complex of buildings came into view, leaning against the endless northern city wall like an independent city.

Despite its remote location, the area was incredibly bustling at this moment.

At least ten thousand people were gathered on the wide plaza outside the school gates!

A large number of vendors had set up their stalls in an orderly fashion, hawking all sorts of goods; the level of prosperity was in no way inferior to the central streets.

The towering gate stood majestically, and on the open ground to the right of the entrance, several exquisite crystal tables and chairs were set up, where a group of students in gorgeous uniforms were conducting registration work under the guidance of an admissions teacher.

Looking from afar, a long line of people had formed starting from the registration desk, stretching all the way to the market in the center of the plaza.

Countless parents, harboring all sorts of emotions, waited silently with their children.

Whether nervous, excited, or anxious, every pair of eyes revealed a strong sense of hope.

There was not the slightest bit of disorder on the scene; everyone was observing the rules.

Facing this holy land in the hearts of young soul masters across the continent, everything appeared orderly.

"Is this Martial Soul Hall Academy?" Mu Qian muttered. They had risen early enough, yet he hadn't expected such a long line to have already formed ahead of them.

Zhu Zhuqing held a recruitment brochure in her hand and read, "Fourteen years old and under, with soul power reaching level twenty or above, all may apply..."

Mu Qian saw this line as well: "It's actually much lower than the requirements for Shrek Academy. Well, that makes sense; after all, not everyone follows their monster-cultivation path."

Without lingering, Mu Qian took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and went to the end of the line; soon, new applicants were lining up behind them.

Mu Qian observed the line ahead and discovered that almost all the applicants had passed the preliminary screening and were entering the academy gates under the guidance of students.

This was normal; Martial Soul Hall Academy had released its recruitment brochure long ago, and those who didn't meet the requirements wouldn't come to invite humiliation.

No one dared to challenge the authority of Martial Soul Hall; as for taking shortcuts here—well, those capable of taking shortcuts wouldn't appear here in the first place.

However, although everyone had passed the preliminary screening, whether they could pass the remaining assessments remained an unknown.

In previous years, the number of students eliminated in the subsequent assessments accounted for as much as ninety percent!

In the end, fewer than one in ten successfully entered Martial Soul Hall Academy to study.

The cruelty and intensity of the competition were unimaginable...

Martial Soul Hall Academy did not require an application fee; they were wealthy and powerful, and did not care about such trifles.

After a long wait, Mu Qian and his companion gradually approached the registration desk.

At the same time, a stunningly beautiful figure also entered their line of sight.

"Why is she here?"

"Why is she here?"

The same question arose simultaneously in the minds of Mu Qian and Zhu Zhuqing.

Hu Liena sat on a chair to the side with a languid expression, boredly fiddling with a fountain pen in her hand.

The forms on the table were devoid of any ink; those newcomers with mediocre talent seemed unable to pique her interest in the slightest.

All the boys had their gazes drawn to this beautiful goddess senior, yet she never once looked at those people directly.

It was as if even a single glance would be a waste of her time.

Soon, the line ahead grew shorter and shorter, and finally, it was the turn of Mu Qian and his companion.

The moment she saw Mu Qian, the languid look in Hu Liena's eyes vanished instantly, and a trace of joy appeared in the depths of her gaze.

"Name."

The admissions teacher was an old man in a white robe, sitting before the table and asking in a mechanical tone.

He had to audit thousands of new applicants throughout the day, and most of those who arrived here met the initial requirements.

He was just going through the motions here, as it was truly difficult to muster much enthusiasm.

"You're here!"

At the same time, the beautiful female voice that suddenly rang out from the side made his gaze freeze.

It wasn't just him; all the students present were the same.

As the only disciple of the Pope and the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall, if nothing went wrong, Hu Liena becoming the next Pope was almost a certainty.

Coupled with her one-in-a-million beauty, she was the goddess in the hearts of almost all the boys at Martial Soul Hall Academy!

Yet, their goddess, who was high and mighty and never looked at them directly, was now showing an incredibly enthusiastic expression.

And the object of her enthusiasm seemed to be... the newcomer standing before them to register?

The joy in Hu Liena's eyes could not be concealed; she had been waiting here for a long time, and finally, Mu Qian had arrived.

She hadn't held much expectation originally, and the reason she came here was merely to help out in name only.

She never imagined she would actually end up waiting for him.

"Teacher, leave their entrance assessment to me." Hu Liena looked straight at Mu Qian, not even sparing a glance for the old man.

This girl was very clever; she knew Mu Qian and Zhu Zhuqing were together and did not want to make things difficult for Mu Qian.

"Yes, Your Highness the Saintess." The old man said respectfully, without the slightest hint of reluctance.

He was merely an ordinary teacher, while the status of the Saintess was even higher than that of their Martial Soul Hall academy dean!

Setting aside the Elder Hall, within the Pope Palace, she was second only to the esteemed Pope herself.

The boys nearby were already stunned; they could not understand why the Saintess was so enthusiastic toward this boy.

Could it be just because Mu Qian was handsome?

No, the Saintess would absolutely not be so shallow!

The group of boys began to flex their muscles, one after another, comparing themselves to Mu Qian.

"Name."

Hu Liena did not care about the thoughts of these mediocre people, her gaze burning as she looked at Mu Qian.

She wasn't here for the academy enrollment; she simply wanted to know this boy's name.

"Mu Qian."

Mu Qian's expression remained indifferent, showing not the slightest emotional fluctuation despite the gazes of the crowd.

"Mu Qian, is it... what a lovely name..." Hu Liena's mind wandered, and her face actually flushed slightly.

A strange luster flickered in her pink eyes as she raised her jade-like hand, her index finger gently hooking Mu Qian's chin.

She wore an expression that could charm All Living Things, making even Mu Qian's heart tremble; it felt itchy, as if it had been lightly brushed by a feather.

"You..." A hint of coldness surged in the depths of Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Seeing the look on Hu Liena's face when she heard Mu Qian's name, one would think she had already decided what their future children would be named!