Qian Duoduo had been holding it in for ages, and all he could manage was this one sentence.
After all.
They in the Soul Tool Department couldn't offer the bargaining chip of having a Level 98 Super Douluo personally guide someone's cultivation.
"I do have some bias, but the fact is, Jiang Yang will develop best in the Martial Soul Department. If he goes to the Soul Tool Department, his talent will only be buried."
Xuan Zi's words had stirred up everyone's anger.
Another senior elder's expression changed, but before she could speak,
the figure in the shadows stopped her with a look.
"I don't think there's any need to discuss this matter further. How about this: give Jiang Yang the title of Outer Court Chief, and let him study both the Martial Soul and Soul Tool departments."
As soon as Mu En finished speaking,
the senior elders looked at one another in bewilderment.
"But, Teacher, a person's energy is limited. Won't this hold the child back, so that in the end he doesn't learn anything well?"
Xian Lin'er asked.
That was exactly what the senior elders present wanted to ask.
"A person's energy is indeed limited, but he isn't ordinary. He's a peerless genius."
"Shrek has always made its mission the cultivation of monsters. How could we judge Jiang Yang by the standards of ordinary people?"
"Once an Ultimate Martial Soul reaches Level 30, its cultivation speed tends to drop significantly. He managed to keep his cultivation speed from declining even without guidance from the Martial Soul Department. What will happen when he does receive their guidance?"
"Besides, whether in the Martial Soul Department or the Soul Tool Department, a Soul Master's own strength is indispensable. As for whether he can handle it in the future, or whether he'll choose to focus on one discipline, let him decide for himself. Let the child venture out on his own."
As the Sea God Pavilion Master, Mu En's words carried the weight to settle the matter.
And with that explanation,
everyone nodded in agreement.
After a while,
Yan Shaozhe finally asked, "Then how should we deal with Zhou Yi?"
As soon as he finished speaking,
one senior elder said, "If you ask me, we should just expel her! She's a teacher, yet she tried to kill a student—and one she knew was an unparalleled genius!"
"What was she trying to do?!"
"Exactly. Her teaching methods have always been a serious problem. Who would've thought her character was rotten, too?"
Another senior elder chimed in.
"Still, give her a chance. What if she was only trying to protect herself, or lost her temper in the heat of the moment?"
Dean Qian Duoduo ultimately decided to put in a word for Zhou Yi.
Although he also thought she should be removed from the teaching staff, he considered the fact that she was Fan Yu's wife.
So he suppressed what he really thought and offered a few words in her favor.
"I mostly agree with Dean Qian, but although she can be spared the death penalty, she must still suffer. We have to give her a lesson she'll never forget, or she might do it again."
Seeing that even Qian Duoduo had said as much, Xian Lin'er promptly echoed him.
"Exactly. We can't let our peerless genius lose faith in us. Old Xuan, you handle this matter. As for that child, don't investigate him on your own anymore. He's a good kid; we shouldn't cause him too much trouble."
"Yes, Pavilion Master."
"Teacher, I've already brought Jiang Yang to the Inner Court. Would you like to see him?"
Seeing that they had nearly finished discussing the matter, Yan Shaozhe seized the opportunity to ask.
"I've already met him."
Dusk.
Returning from the Inner Court, Jiang Yang was in high spirits. He casually opened the dormitory door, only to be met with a striking expanse of pale skin.
And a pool of spring water, completely unobscured.
Ripples gleamed across the surface.
What a sight.
"Ah—!!!!!"
But then,
Wang Dong's shriek shattered the scene.
Immediately afterward,
a blinding light appeared, enveloping her completely, as a pillow flew toward Jiang Yang's face.
Luckily, he was quick.
He dodged the pillow with a sidestep.
At the same time,
Wang Dong had already changed into her new white freshman uniform.
"You—"
"Why didn't you knock before coming in?!"
Wang Dong had no idea how much Jiang Yang had seen, so she asked to test him,
hoping to spot some clue in his expression.
But,
that was clearly wishful thinking.
"We're roommates. Have you ever knocked before entering your own home?"
"Th-That's no excuse to just walk in without knocking! What if I..."
"What if what? Were you taking a bath in there? Or playing pilot?"
"What's a pilot?"
Wang Dong, who'd been about to argue with Jiang Yang, was suddenly stumped by this question.
"Forget it. That's too advanced for you. I'll tell you another day. I'm going to start cultivating."
Jiang Yang didn't pursue the subject. He walked over to his bed, preparing to cultivate.
He'd gained quite a lot from that battle with Zhou Yi today.
Jiang Yang felt he was about to break through the Level 34 bottleneck.
"Hey! Why are you cultivating again? How did it go at the Inner Court today? Did the teachers give you a hard time?"
"And today, you..."
"Whatever you want to talk about, save it for class tomorrow. It's cultivation time now."
Before Wang Dong could finish asking, her cheeks red, Jiang Yang cut her off.
Seeing this,
Wang Dong could only curse him as a blockhead in her heart, then say, somewhat sulkily, "Is there nothing else for you to do? All you ever do is cultivate, cultivate. Don't cultivate yourself to death!"
"Heh."
"Time is life."
"In this world, plenty of people fear death, but few know how to cherish time."
"Which kind are you?"
After Jiang Yang said this,
he paid Wang Dong no more mind and began cultivating on his own.
Wang Dong had still been a little embarrassed, but after hearing those words, she fell silent.
A moment later,
she stopped worrying about whether Jiang Yang had seen her body, went to her own bed, and began meditating and cultivating just like him.
The night passed in silence.
After several days of hard cultivation,
Jiang Yang finally reached Level 35.
Since the incident a few days ago, Zhou Yi had vanished as though she'd been wiped off the face of the earth, never appearing before Jiang Yang again.
The homeroom teacher of Freshman Class One had also been replaced by Mu Jin, the teacher of Freshman Class Nine.
This meant everyone could stop wasting time on those jogging drills that supposedly treated everyone equally, regardless of Soul Power or department.
With more time on their hands, they began meditating, cultivating, and learning combat techniques to prepare for the Freshman Assessment three months later.
"Brother Jiang Yang, how come you're free to ask me to take a walk around Sea God Lake today?"
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