Each word fell like a heavy stone.
Although Ye Yingluo did not know how much weight Lin Jin carried in Mu Chen's heart,
she did not dare gamble!
So, instinctively, she withdrew her aura.
She no longer targeted Lin Jin.
To everyone else, however, it undoubtedly looked as though Ye Yingluo had yielded to Lin Jin.
Lin Jin had won!
In this confrontation against a five-ring Spirit King—the homeroom teacher of Class One, Ye Yingluo—he had won!
The way everyone looked at Lin Jin had clearly changed.
There was fear, admiration, and a small measure of hostility.
Meanwhile, Ye Yingluo's authority had clearly taken a considerable blow after this.
She realized it herself only afterward, and her expression immediately darkened further.
"Get lost!"
It seemed like an outlet for the anger she had been suppressing, and perhaps also a final attempt to salvage her dignity.
Ye Yingluo roared out that single word.
"Heh."
Lin Jin sneered. Unbothered, he turned and left.
The others looked at one another.
Ye Yingluo roared,
"You get lost too!"
Everyone scattered in panic.
Only Zhang Yangzi, his face full of worry, remained behind.
Looking at Wang Jinxi, who had passed out from the pain on the ground,
Ye Yingluo cursed him as useless. Then, not daring to delay, she picked Wang Jinxi up and headed for the infirmary.
Along the way, her thoughts were in turmoil.
The first lesson of the school year had actually turned into such a mess.
Losing her authority was a minor matter.
The Wang Family Wang Jinxi belonged to was far from simple.
That much could be seen from his possession of a Martial Soul like the Bone Dragon King.
And now, during the first lesson of the school year, right under her nose, Wang Jinxi had been injured this badly.
If she were the head of the Wang Family, she would not let this go either.
If the culprit had been anyone other than Lin Jin, it might have been manageable.
The Wang Family might have turned a blind eye and pushed the main responsibility onto someone else.
But now,
she could only bear it herself.
"Lin Jin, that bastard. I'll make sure he gets thrown out of Class One!"
Ye Yingluo cursed inwardly, unaware that Lin Jin had no interest whatsoever in Class One, supposedly a symbol of glory.
Right now, even if they opened a Class Seven just for him alone, with no one to manage him, he would accept it—there were only six first-year classes.
Elsewhere,
Lin Jin had already returned to his dormitory as though nothing had happened.
It was the first lesson of the school year.
Although Ye Yingluo had driven everyone else away as well,
they did not dare actually leave. They were all obediently waiting in the classroom.
Thus, Lin Jin was the only one in the dormitory.
Come to think of it,
the dorm housed four people: Lin Jin, Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, and Wei Xiaofeng.
Clearly, the academy had directly assigned the four strongest students of Class One to the same dormitory.
However, Lin Jin had advanced directly from the Primary Department and did not need to handle any enrollment procedures.
So, he had only arrived at the academy that morning.
Naturally, he had not met Wang Jinxi and the other two beforehand.
But he did not care.
He simply sat cross-legged on his bed and examined the state of his body.
Wang Jinxi's Martial Soul was undoubtedly powerful.
That seemed to have made Lin Jin's gains this time especially substantial.
The Lotus Light that fed back into him directly strengthened his body even further.
Even his Soul Power had been tempered.
Once stimulated, it had even grown slightly.
In addition, his Spiritual Power had improved again.
He was now closer to the peak of the Spirit Connection Realm!
But none of that was the most important part.
The most important thing was that when he closed his eyes, looked inward, and sent his consciousness into his own Spirit Sea,
Lin Jin discovered strands of Dragon Qi winding through it.
Unfortunately, they did not seem dense enough, so they could never condense into a tangible form.
"From Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon King?"
Lin Jin furrowed his brow, uncertain of the situation before him.
He was even less able to tell what these Dragon Qi strands would become once they grew sufficiently dense.
A powerful secret technique?
Or some kind of one-use or multi-use consumable?
Could they even transform into an entirely new Martial Soul?!
All sorts of guesses flashed through Lin Jin's mind.
But soon, he shook his head and dismissed those thoughts.
Whatever the final result, it was probably not a bad thing for him.
What concerned him most was this:
he had never known that Lotus Flower Flame—the Lotus Flower Flame of the Fire Host Clan—possessed such an ability.
"So, is this something unique to me?"
Lin Jin muttered, then frowned again.
If burning those with dragon-type Martial Souls—or directly burning dragons—could grant him this kind of Dragon Qi,
then when he had fought Gu Yue before, he had also burned away a strand of her Spiritual Power.
Why had he received no such gain then?
Was it because there had been too little?
Or because the burning had not been intense enough?
And why had nothing like this happened when he faced Wang Tao and Mu Xi?
His heart filled with questions, but Lin Jin could not think of an answer.
Helpless, he washed up, cleaned the sweat from his body, then returned to his room and began meditating.
Over the past three years, he had invested too much of his energy into forging.
Although forging counted as a form of cultivation for him,
the gains from that cultivation had mainly been applied to his physical body.
Rather than saying his forging had encountered a bottleneck,
it was more accurate to say that his current Soul Power foundation was insufficient to support Spirit Forging-level work.
Even First-Grade Thousand Refinement like before was, in truth, somewhat taxing for him.
For now, he could appropriately reduce the time he spent cultivating through forging and devote more energy to cultivating his Soul Power.
"As Lotus Flower Flame evolved into two colors, its original abilities have also increased."
"Therefore, although I'm only level twenty-four right now, the quality of my Soul Power probably does not lose out to that of most Soul Elders."
"The toughness of my meridians and my Soul Power reserves are also far beyond what Spirit Masters of the same level can compare with."
"And my Soul Power cultivation speed seems to have improved as well, thanks to the further removal of impurities from my body."
"My physical strength is already quite high too."
"If someone treats me as an ordinary long-range mage, then once they get close, I'll definitely give them a huge surprise."
Lin Jin muttered as he calmed himself and meditated.
At the same time, he considered how to make use of the increasingly powerful advantage of his body.
If used well, it might become a hidden trump card.
"But for now, I should focus on raising my Soul Power!"
"Also, it's time to visit the Spirit Ascension Platform."
For someone in Lin Jin's situation, going directly to the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform while he had One Ring would actually have been the most cost-effective choice.
With only one Spirit Ring, the requirements for a Spirit Soul to advance would be much lower.
Furthermore, the Fire Elemental Sprite itself was already at the very peak of the Centennial Spirit Soul level.
Even if he could only obtain one-tenth of a Spirit Beast's spiritual energy from each kill, it would still have been easy to advance it to the millennial level.
Unfortunately, back then, his physical strength had been insufficient to withstand the pressure brought by two Millennial Spirit Rings, even when he had just advanced to a Two-Ring Great Spirit Master.
But things were different now.
Compared to when he had just advanced, his physical strength had risen by more than a whole level again as Lotus Flower Flame evolved.
He could bear it now.
Creak~
After a long while, the dormitory door was pushed open.
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