Outer Court Senior Disciple? Soul Power Rises Again!

Qian Duoduo held back for a long time, only managing to squeeze out this single sentence.

After all.

The Soul Tool Department could not afford the bargaining chip of personal cultivation guidance from a level 98 Super Douluo.

"I do have a certain bias, but the facts remain: Jiang Yang will receive the best development in the Martial Soul Department, while going to the Soul Tool Department would only bury his talent."

With this one sentence, Xuan Zi managed to provoke the collective anger of the room.

Another elder's expression shifted, but before she could speak.

She was stopped by a gaze from the one in the shadows.

"I see no need to continue debating this topic. How about this: give Jiang Yang the status of Chief Disciple of the Outer Court and let him dual-cultivate in both the Martial Soul and Soul Tool Departments."

As soon as Mu En finished speaking.

The gathered elders immediately exchanged glances.

"But Teacher, a person's energy is limited. Won't this hinder the child, resulting in him failing to master anything in the end?"

Xian Lin'er asked.

Her question was exactly what the elders present wanted to ask.

"A person's energy is indeed limited, but he is no ordinary person; he is a peerless genius."

"Shrek has always aimed to cultivate monsters; how could we view Jiang Yang through the eyes of an ordinary person?"

"After reaching level 30, the cultivation speed of an Ultimate Martial Soul tends to decline significantly. If he could prevent his cultivation speed from dropping without any guidance from the Martial Soul Department, what would happen if he had it?"

"Furthermore, whether it is the Martial Soul Department or the Soul Tool Department, the soul master's own strength is indispensable. As for whether he can handle it in the future, or whether he will eventually specialize in one path, let him choose for himself. Let this child go out and forge his own path."

As the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, Mu En's words carried the weight of a final verdict.

With this explanation added.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After a long while.

Yan Shaozhe finally spoke up to ask, "Then how should we handle the matter regarding Zhou Yi?"

As soon as the words fell.

One elder said, "If you ask me, just expel her directly! As a teacher, she actually attempted to kill a student, and that too while knowing full well that this student is an unworldly genius!"

"What exactly is she trying to do?!"

"Indeed, her teaching methods already had major issues, and now it seems her character is flawed as well!"

Another elder echoed.

"However, let's give her a chance. What if she did it out of self-defense or was just acting in a moment of anger?"

Dean Qian Duoduo ultimately decided to put in a word for Zhou Yi.

Although he also believed she should be removed from the teaching staff, he kept his true thoughts suppressed, considering that she was Fan Yu's wife, and took the opportunity to say something in her favor.

"I basically agree with Dean Qian's opinion, but while the death penalty can be avoided, the living punishment is unavoidable. We must give her a lesson she will never forget, otherwise, there is no guarantee she won't repeat the offense."

Seeing that Qian Duoduo had spoken, Xian Lin'er immediately chimed in.

"Correct. We cannot let our peerless genius feel disheartened. Old Xuan, you go handle this matter. As for that child's affairs, stop investigating him in private; he is a good child, and we should not create too many distractions for him."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

"Teacher, I have already brought Jiang Yang to the Inner Court. Would you like to go see him?"

Seeing that the discussion was mostly concluded, Yan Shaozhe seized the opportunity to ask.

"I have already seen him."

Dusk.

Jiang Yang, having returned from the Inner Court, felt a surge of joy. He opened the dormitory door, only to suddenly be met with a flash of fair skin.

And a pool of unshielded, spring-like water.

The blue waves rippled.

A truly lively sight.

"Ah--!!!!!"

However.

This scenery was interrupted by a scream from Wang Dong.

Immediately following.

A blinding light emerged, enveloping her entire body, while a pillow was simultaneously hurled toward Jiang Yang's face.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and agile.

He dodged the pillow attack in a flash.

At the same time.

Wang Dong had already changed into that white freshman uniform.

"You—"

"Why didn't you knock before coming in?!"

Wang Dong didn't know how much Jiang Yang had seen, so she spoke to probe him.

She wanted to catch a glimpse of something in Jiang Yang's expression.

However.

That was clearly wishful thinking.

"We're roommates. Have you ever seen someone knock before entering their own home?"

"That—that doesn't mean you can just barge in! What if I..."

"What if you what? Were you taking a shower in there? Or were you playing pilot?"

"What's a pilot?"

Wang Dong, who had originally intended to bicker with Jiang Yang, was suddenly stumped by this unfamiliar term.

"Forget it, that question is too profound for you. I'll tell you another day; I'm going to start cultivating."

Jiang Yang chose not to dwell on the question and walked toward his bed, preparing to begin his cultivation.

The great battle with Zhou Yi today had yielded truly significant gains.

Jiang Yang felt he was on the verge of breaking through the level 34 bottleneck.

"Hey! Why are you starting to cultivate again? How did it go at the Inner Court today? Did the teachers give you a hard time?"

"And what about today..."

"Whatever it is, we can talk about it in class tomorrow. Now is cultivation time."

Before Wang Dong could finish asking these questions with a flushed face, she was immediately interrupted by Jiang Yang.

Seeing this.

Wang Dong could only curse Jiang Yang as a blockhead in her heart, then said with a huff, "Don't you have anything else to do? All you know is cultivation, cultivation! Don't cultivate yourself to death!"

"Heh—"

"Time is life."

"In this world, many people fear death, but very few cherish their time."

"Which one are you?"

After saying this, Jiang Yang ignored Wang Dong and began to cultivate on his own.

Wang Dong, who had been feeling shy, fell silent upon hearing those words.

A moment later.

She stopped worrying about whether Jiang Yang had seen her body and went to her own bed, mimicking Jiang Yang as she began to meditate and cultivate.

The night passed without incident.

After several days of arduous cultivation.

Jiang Yang's level finally reached 35.

After the incident a few days ago, Zhou Yi seemed to have vanished into thin air, no longer appearing before Jiang Yang.

The homeroom teacher for Freshman Class One had been replaced by Mu Jin from Freshman Class Nine.

This meant that everyone no longer wasted time on those so-called egalitarian morning runs that ignored soul power levels and specializations.

Consequently, they had more time to focus on meditation, cultivation, and learning combat techniques in preparation for the freshman assessment three months later.

"Brother Jiang Yang, what brings you to ask me for a stroll by Sea God Lake today?"