Martial Soul, Soul Guide, Blooming Together!

"Me too, me too..."

Following Ning Tian's lead, Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er immediately caught on and shouted as well.

"Transfer classes!"

"Transfer classes!!"

"I'm transferring to Class One!!!"

"..."

With the three girls causing such a scene, the students of Freshman Class Nine, already fuming, immediately began to shout along.

The momentum grew stronger and stronger, and the commotion became increasingly rowdy.

Zhou Yi began to feel a sense of panic.

She hurriedly looked toward Jiang Yang, seemingly trying to discern something from his expression.

For instance, whether this riot today was something Jiang Yang had secretly organized with the others to take revenge on her.

However.

Clearly.

There was no extra expression on Jiang Yang's face; he didn't even acknowledge her gaze.

From beginning to end.

Jiang Yang simply regarded Zhou Yi as nothing more than a small puddle of dirty water.

"Students—"

"Students! Listen to me for a moment!!"

Although Mu Jin and Zhou Yi were at odds, she would not stand idly by when faced with a situation that could potentially lead to a student riot.

Of course.

This did not mean she was passing up an opportunity to target Zhou Yi.

"I can very much understand how the students are feeling right now!"

"However—"

"Transferring classes is, after all, a major matter; everyone still needs to carefully reconsider. If!"

"If everyone still wants to change classes in the end, then go to the Academic Affairs Office and apply with the teacher in charge."

"I believe that as long as the request is reasonable, the academy will provide an affirmative response!"

"Now—"

"Let us refocus our attention on the protagonist of today—Jiang Yang!"

Having said this.

Mu Jin immediately pulled everyone's gaze back to Jiang Yang.

Beyond the fact that she was truly proud of Jiang Yang, her primary motive was to divert the crowd's attention.

She wanted to avoid leaving herself open to criticism.

After all, while she appeared to be pacifying the crowd, she had actually informed the students of the correct procedure for applying to transfer classes.

As long as the students of Freshman Class Nine kept clamoring to transfer, even if no one succeeded, it would be enough to make Zhou Yi suffer.

Although this behavior was somewhat suspicious of kicking someone while they were down, in the final analysis, it was Zhou Yi reaping what she had sown.

"Senior Brother, you're so handsome! Senior Brother, can you give me an autograph?!"

"Senior Brother, do you have a girlfriend?!"

"Senior Brother, look at me, am I your type? I'm big where I should be big, and small where I should be small..."

Several infatuated female students immediately squeezed toward Jiang Yang.

Especially a few of them, who were indeed quite well-endowed and looked rather impressive.

They were wearing low-cut camisoles.

The sunlight hit them, looking like spots in the wilderness, only the colors were slightly different.

"Hey—"

"Everyone move aside, Senior Brother isn't looking for a relationship right now!"

Seeing this, Wang Dong immediately blocked the way in front.

Xiao Xiao, a bit slow on the uptake, also hurriedly stood on the other side of Wang Dong. "That's right, that's right! Senior Brother is very tired and needs to go back and rest!"

"What did you just call me?"

Jiang Yang deliberately raised an eyebrow at Wang Dong and smiled faintly.

This was the first time he could recall Wang Dong calling him that in front of so many people.

"Huh? What!"

Wang Dong's pretty face flushed red; she quickly averted her gaze, trying to change the subject.

"Heh--"

Jiang Yang gave a faint smile, choosing not to expose her.

However, that smile, in Wang Dong's eyes, couldn't help but remind her of the incident in the dormitory where she suspected Jiang Yang had seen her body.

Her face turned even redder.

"Hmph!"

"I can't be bothered with you!"

"Eh? Wang Dong--where are you going?!"

With a soft huff, Wang Dong pushed past Xiao Xiao, her face burning, and ran off to the side.

Xiao Xiao, who had been blocking the group of infatuated girls in front, couldn't help but ask in confusion.

However.

It was clear that Wang Dong had no intention of answering her.

"Teacher Mu Jin, if there is nothing else, I will head to the Soul Tool Department to study."

Jiang Yang didn't pay much attention to the female students who were swooning over him; instead, he spoke directly to Mu Jin.

Mu Jin immediately straightened her posture, adopting an attitude as if she were speaking to a superior officer.

She smiled instantly: "Of course, of course. Student Jiang Yang, please go to the Soul Tool Department and study with peace of mind. As for the follow-up matters—including how to find Dai Huabin to collect the wagers and class fees, and how to handle those issues—I will take care of them personally. I will then write up a list for you to review. How does that sound?"

"Mm."

Jiang Yang nodded and then left the scene.

He left the crowd behind to savor what they had just witnessed—a scene that felt utterly surreal, yet had truly and vividly unfolded before their eyes.

Over the next ten days or so, Jiang Yang stopped attending classes at the Martial Soul Institute, and he rarely even set foot in the Inner Court.

He poured all his focus into his research at the Soul Tool Department.

The incident from over ten days ago had fermented over time, and its influence had become increasingly profound.

To save Zhou Yi's job, Fan Yu had personally sworn a solemn oath to pass on every bit of soul tool knowledge he possessed to Jiang Yang.

Seeing that Fan Yu was indeed a talent worth cultivating, and worried that their previous bet at the Sea God Pavilion might end in failure, Qian Duoduo and Xian Lin'er ultimately decided to speak up for Fan Yu once more at the Sea God Pavilion.

Only then was Zhou Yi spared from being expelled from Shrek Academy.

Under the meticulous guidance of the three, combined with Jiang Yang's peerless talent in soul tools, he had instantly become a Level 3.5 Soul Tool Master.

But because he had successfully crafted the core array required for a Level 4 Soul Tool, it was only a matter of a day or two before he stepped into the ranks of intermediate Soul Tool Masters.

"A mere ten days!"

"Ten days! Jiang Yang was actually able to craft such a perfect Level 4 Soul Tool core array!!"

"The word 'genius' is no longer enough to describe him; he is simply a monster!"

Holding the Level 4 core array Jiang Yang had crafted, Fan Yu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Never mind someone who had only been learning for ten days from scratch.

Even a Soul Tool Master who had been studying for over a decade might not reach this level.

"Not bad. It seems our previous estimate of him reaching a Level 9 Soul Tool Master by twenty-three or twenty-four was actually too conservative!"

"Hahahaha..."

Qian Duoduo toyed with a coin in his hand, laughing with great satisfaction.

Beside him, Xian Lin'er nodded, her expression even showing a hint of yearning.

She said: "In just over ten days, he not only reached the level of a Level 3.5, nearly Level 4, Soul Tool Master, but his Soul Power Level also broke through by two ranks."

"Jiang Yang is a Soul Master with an Ultimate Martial Soul. To improve by two ranks in ten days without taking any medicinal pills—is he even human?"

"An 11-year-old Level 37, three-ring Soul Elder; this is rare in the world!"

"Indeed--"

"If I recall correctly, in the entire history of the Douluo Continent, Jiang Yang is the only one who has achieved this."

Just as Xian Lin'er was sighing with emotion, an old man, who was eating a chicken leg while holding a wine gourd, walked over.

For an elder like him, who never visited without a reason and was notoriously biased toward the Martial Soul Department, this visit today was clearly for Jiang Yang.