Teacher Yan

Yan felt like he was being targeted.

And the evidence was clear.

Hu Liena was teaching "Martial Soul and Mind."

Xie Yue was teaching "Soul Skill Coordination and Combat Rhythm."

When it was his turn.

The topic Meow Meow gave him was—

"Soul Master Ethics and Martial Soul Hall Statutes."

When Yan received the lesson plan, his entire body stiffened.

He looked at the lazy orange cat on the prayer mat and remained silent for a long while.

"Lord Holy Cat."

"Hmm?"

"Can I change to a different subject?"

"No."

Meow Meow flicked his tail.

"Why?"

"Because this is what you need to learn the most."

Yan: "..."

Hu Liena lowered her head beside him, suppressing a laugh.

Xie Yue, however, took a serious look at the lesson plan.

Then he also fell silent.

This was indeed not the kind of content Yan would usually touch.

Seeing Yan's unconvinced expression, Meow Meow slowly sat up.

"Yan."

"Present."

"Do you think that just because a Soul Master is powerful, they can throw a tantrum whenever they want?"

"I don't."

"Then did you burn three floor tiles in the training ground yesterday?"

Yan's voice dropped a little.

"That was a trial."

"Did you burn through someone's shield while sparring with a student the day before yesterday?"

"He said himself that I could use my full strength."

"Did you say three days ago that the weak should stand further away?"

Yan shut his mouth.

Meow Meow looked at him.

"That is why you are the most suitable person to teach this class."

Yan was somewhat confused.

"I'm like this, and I'm still suitable to teach?"

"Of course."

Meow Meow nodded.

"Only when you know where you went wrong can your words be sincere."

"If you just recite from the book, those children won't listen."

"You need to let them know that being a strong Soul Master doesn't mean you can act recklessly."

"Fire can burn enemies, but it can also light the way."

"You are a Flame Lord, not a fire hazard."

Hu Liena finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

Xie Yue also lowered his head and gave a light cough.

Yan's face turned red, but he didn't refute it again.

He felt that Lord Holy Cat's words were very infuriating.

But infuriating as they were.

Sometimes, there is indeed truth to that.

Bibi Dong stood to the side, watching the three of them quietly.

"This trip to Notting City is not for you to put on airs as the Golden Generation of the Martial Soul Hall."

"It is for you to see exactly what it is like for ordinary commoner Soul Masters when they first begin their cultivation."

"They are not like you, having the best teachers, resources, and training grounds from a young age."

"Many of them do not even know how to circulate their soul power."

The expressions of Hu Liena and the others turned serious.

"Yes, Teacher."

Meow Meow added a sentence.

"Also, if you encounter that child named Tang San, there is no need to deliberately approach him, nor is there any need to deliberately suppress him."

"Teach the class normally."

Yan was stunned.

"Who is Tang San?"

"A not-so-ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

Meow Meow said.

"He might be very troublesome in the future."

Upon hearing "Blue Silver Grass," Yan could not help but say, "How much trouble can a Blue Silver Grass be?"

Meow Meow looked at him.

Yan immediately shut his mouth.

He had developed this habit over the past few years.

If Lord Holy Cat said someone was troublesome, then that person was most likely truly troublesome.

Not believing it usually led to a scolding.

Meow Meow nodded in satisfaction.

"Remember, do not look down on any Martial Soul."

"Especially you, Yan."

Yan: "..."

Why is it me again?

Three days later.

The Martial Soul Hall Holy Fire Primary Academy in Notting City welcomed three special teachers.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.

They were not very old.

However, their temperament was clearly different from that of ordinary academy students.

As soon as the three arrived, the Notting City Branch Hall Master came out personally to welcome them.

Su Yuntao stood especially straight.

These were geniuses from Martial Soul City.

People who were highly likely to become the true upper echelon of the Martial Soul Hall in the future.

The children in the academy were also very curious.

Wang Sheng leaned against the window to take a look, then immediately pulled his head back.

"What a beautiful big sister."

Xiao Wu followed suit and took a look.

"She is indeed beautiful."

Tang San also looked up.

What he saw was Hu Liena.

The young girl was much older than them; her gaze was gentle, yet there was an indescribable allure between her brows.

Tang San immediately looked away.

He felt that this person was not simple.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu giggled and said, "Tang San, are you blushing?"

Tang San said calmly, "No."

"You just dodged your eyes."

"She is a spirit-type Soul Master."

Tang San said.

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Hu Liena again.

"How do you know?"

"A feeling."

Tang San did not offer further explanation.

Although his Purple Demon Eye had not yet reached perfection, he was very sensitive to spiritual fluctuations.

The aura emanating from Hu Liena was not something an ordinary Soul Master could possess.

At this moment, Su Yuntao walked to the front of the podium.

"Today, three students from the Martial Soul Hall Academy will be teaching you."

"The first lesson: Soul Master Ethics and Martial Soul Hall Statutes."

"The lead speaker, Yan."

Yan stepped forward.

The entire room went quiet.

Yan's expression was somewhat stiff.

He would rather fight three matches in the training arena than stand in front of a group of children and lecture on statutes.

Hu Liena sat to the side, a faint smile on her lips.

Xie Yue also glanced at him.

Yan took a deep breath.

He could not lose face for the Martial Soul Hall.

And he certainly could not lose face for Lord Holy Cat.

He picked up the Meow Meow Chalk and wrote the first line on the wooden board.

Strength is not a justification for bullying the weak.

As the chalk touched the board, the handwriting glowed faintly.

The group of children in the classroom immediately began to pay closer attention.

Yan had originally intended to read from the lesson plan.

But once he actually stood up there, he suddenly remembered those words from Meow Meow.

Only when you know where you went wrong can you speak with sincerity.

So, he put down the lesson plan.

"I didn't really understand this before."

The children were taken aback.

Hu Liena also looked up slightly.

Yan looked at the board, his voice lower than usual.

"My martial soul is Flame Lord."

"Since I was little, I felt that as long as the flames were strong enough, that was all that mattered."

"Encounter an opponent? Burn them away."

"Encounter an obstacle? Burn it away."

"Encounter someone weaker than me? I felt they should naturally get out of my way."

He paused after saying this.

"Later, Lord Holy Cat gave me a scolding."

The children below instantly perked up.

Lord Holy Cat!

Xiao Wu also pricked up her ears.

Tang San's eyes flickered.

He had heard this title several times already.

Many of the new changes in the Martial Soul Hall seemed to be related to that Lord Holy Cat.

Yan continued:

"It said that fire can burn enemies, but it can also light the way."

"If a powerful Soul Master only knows how to bully the weak, that is not called strength."

"That is called being out of control."

As these words fell, the classroom fell silent.

Wang Sheng looked down at his own hands.

He used to be the boss of Dorm Seven, and he had bullied the new work-study students before.

Although it was just dormitory rules, hearing it now, it seemed a bit wrong.

Xiao Wu glanced at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng immediately sat up straight.

Yan continued to speak:

"Martial Soul Hall awakens martial souls for commoner children, not to cultivate a group of Soul Masters who use their soul power to bully ordinary people."

"If you can become stronger in the future, remember one thing."

"People without soul power are not a tier below you."

"They simply cannot walk the path of a Soul Master."

"If one day you use your martial soul to bully them, then the subsidies, textbooks, and schooling provided by Martial Soul Hall will all become a joke."

Tang San felt a slight stir in his heart upon hearing this.

He had not expected the person from Martial Soul Hall to lecture like this.

It was quite different from the world of Soul Masters he had heard about before.

Xiao Wu was also very quiet.

She had originally thought that this person named Yan looked hot-tempered and would speak just as aggressively.

Yet, the words he spoke were surprisingly upright.

As Yan spoke further, he became increasingly fluent.

"The laws are not there to bind you."

"They are there to remind you."

"The stronger a Soul Master becomes, the easier it is to make mistakes."

"Because many people cannot defeat you."

"But just because they cannot defeat you does not mean you are in the right."

He was slightly stunned himself after saying the final sentence.

It sounded as if he were saying these words to the children.

It also sounded as if he were saying them to himself.

Hu Liena looked at Yan, her gaze softening a little.

Xie Yue nodded slightly.

Yan had delivered this lesson better than they had imagined.

After class, Wang Sheng was the first to stand up.

"Teacher Yan."

Yan almost didn't react in time.

Teacher?

The title sounded a bit strange.

"What is it?"

Wang Sheng scratched his head and said, "If I've bullied others in the past, is it still in time to change?"

Yan was silent for a moment.

"It is."

"But just saying you'll change is useless."

"You have to act."

Wang Sheng nodded.

"I understand."

Xiao Wu laughed from the side, "Then stop acting like the boss of Dorm Seven every day."

Wang Sheng felt a bit awkward.

"You're the boss now."

Xiao Wu huffed.

"Then I won't bully people either."

Watching this scene, Yan suddenly felt that his lecture hadn't been in vain.

Tang San walked over to Hu Liena.

"Teacher Hu Liena."

Hu Liena looked toward him.

"You are Tang San?"

"Yes."

"Do you have anything you wish to ask?"

Tang San said, "I want to know, can a mental-type Soul Master influence the judgment of a Martial Soul?"

Hu Liena's eyes flickered slightly.

For a child who had just enrolled, this question was a bit profound.

"They can."

She answered very seriously.

"But it should not be used recklessly."

"If mental influence is used in combat, it is a Soul Skill."

"If it is used in daily life to manipulate others' emotions at will, it is a wicked act."

Tang San nodded.

"Is Charm the same?"

Hu Liena smiled.

"Yes."

"Charm is not about making others lose their sense of self."

"A truly brilliant mental-type Soul Master must first understand what others are thinking."

"Rather than just making others unable to see through them."

Tang San looked thoughtful.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu interjected.

"Then can you tell what I am thinking?"

Hu Liena glanced at Xiao Wu.

Just as she was about to answer, she suddenly felt a very unique aura coming from Xiao Wu.

It was very lively.

And very clean.

But it also hid a hint of vigilance.

Hu Liena did not force an investigation.

She simply smiled and said, "You are thinking that the people from Martial Soul Hall do not seem as hateful as you imagined."

Xiao Wu's eyes widened.

"How did you know?"

Hu Liena blinked.

"I guessed."

Xiao Wu huffed.

"I was not."

Tang San glanced at her, choosing not to expose her.

Xie Yue walked to the side at this moment and casually picked up a wooden training blade.

"The next lesson is Combat Rhythm."

Wang Sheng and the others immediately became excited.

Xie Yue looked at Tang San.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

Tang San looked up.

"Me?"

"Yes."

"You just awakened not long ago, which makes you perfect for a demonstration."

Tang San did not refuse.

He walked to the center of the field, and Blue Silver Grass sprouted from his palms.

Xie Yue did not use his real Moon Blade, taking only the wooden blade.

"The first thing a Control-type Soul Master must learn is not how to control others."

Tang San was taken aback.

Xie Yue said, "It is about controlling the distance."

The moment the words left his lips, Xie Yue stepped forward.

Tang San instinctively lashed out with his Blue Silver Grass.

Xie Yue flicked his wooden blade, easily parrying it aside.

Then, the tip of the blade stopped right in front of Tang San's shoulder.

"If an enemy reaches this distance, you have already lost."

Tang San's gaze turned solemn.

He did not feel resentful just because he had lost.

On the contrary, he saw that Xie Yue had simply taken a single, uncomplicated step.

Yet that step had landed exactly where his Blue Silver Grass was most difficult to maneuver.

"Again."

Tang San said.

Xie Yue nodded.

The second time, Tang San retreated in advance, his Blue Silver Grass coiling from the side.

Xie Yue did not rush to attack, instead using his wooden blade to pin down the Blue Silver Grass, forcing Tang San to change direction.

The third time.

The fourth time.

The fifth time.

Tang San lost every single time.

But every time, he understood exactly why.

This was different from simply being beaten by someone.

Xie Yue did not show off.

He merely let Tang San see clearly what flaws a Control-type Soul Master was most prone to exposing in actual combat.

Xiao Wu watched from the side, very intently.

She noticed that Xie Yue's speed was not exaggerated, nor did he use much strength.

Yet his judgment was incredibly precise.

This kind of person was very troublesome to deal with.

Yan watched Tang San's continuous attempts and whispered, "This kid is indeed not ordinary."

Hu Liena nodded.

"He learns very quickly."

As Xie Yue sheathed his blade, he also offered an assessment.

"Not bad."

"But do not rely too much on your Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San cupped his hands in a salute.

"Many thanks, Teacher Xie Yue."

Xie Yue paused.

This was the second time he had heard the title of teacher today.

It felt a bit strange.

But he did not dislike it.

Far away in Martial Soul City, Meow Meow watched this scene and licked its paws in satisfaction.

"Very good."

"The Golden Generation is starting to have the air of teachers as well."

Bibi Dong sat to the side, watching the images within the Soul-Calming Bell.

"Tang San is learning very quickly."

"Of course."

Meow Meow said.

"He was smart to begin with."

Bibi Dong looked at him.

"Are you not worried about him becoming stronger and stronger?"

"Strength is only interesting when it's earned."

Meow Meow flicked his tail.

"If we only rely on suppressing others to keep them from growing stronger, then Martial Soul Hall will never truly be powerful."

"Let them grow."

"And then, make the people of Martial Soul Hall even stronger than them."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment.

"You certainly have confidence."

"Of course."

Meow Meow said lazily, "The people taught by this Cat couldn't possibly lose to a blade of grass, could they?"

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth curled up slightly.

Just then, the system notification chimed.

[Ding, Yan has completed the public lecture, temperament slightly improved.]

[Ding, Hu Liena's mental system philosophy corrected.]

[Ding, Xie Yue's combat instruction initial success.]

[Ding, Tang San's combat cognition improved ahead of schedule.]

[Ding, Xiao Wu's hostility toward the Martial Soul Hall Golden Generation has decreased.]

[Reward: One Golden Generation Advanced Training Pack.]

Meow Meow's eyes lit up.

There's a pack for this too?

As expected of this Cat.

He opened the pack.

[Golden Generation Advanced Training Pack: Yan - Earth Fire Insight x1, Xie Yue - Moon Phase Blade Intent x1, Hu Liena - Heart Shadow Dreamscape x1.]

After reading it, Meow Meow's tail nearly stood straight up.

Good stuff.

These three items perfectly address the shortcomings of the trio.

"Your Eminence, Pope."

"Hmm?"

"When they return, we continue with extra lessons."

Bibi Dong looked at Meow Meow.

"Didn't you say we should balance work and rest?"

Meow Meow looked solemn.

"They have already been out to play."

Bibi Dong: "..."

Notting City.

Yan suddenly shivered.

Hu Liena looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Yan frowned.

"I don't know."

"I just have a feeling that Lord Holy Cat is plotting against me."

Xie Yue said calmly, "You don't need to feel it."

Yan: "..."

That seems to be the case.

At this moment, Xiao Wu leaned in.

"Teacher Yan."

Yan looked at her.

"What is it?"

Xiao Wu smiled sweetly, "Did you really burn the training ground tiles before?"

Yan's face darkened.

"Who said that?"

"You said it yourself in class."

"..."

The crowd in Dorm Seven burst into laughter.

Yan pressed a hand to his forehead.

He suddenly realized that being a teacher was far more troublesome than fighting.

But for some reason.

He didn't hate it all that much.