The Harshest Father in Freshman Class Nine

As soon as Yu Daoyun returned to the dormitory, he ran into several Inner Court students training on Lake Heart Island.

At a glance, he spotted Han Ruoruo, who had once called him Peanut, along with Wu Ming and Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan.

Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan had grown even more mature, her figure's curves absolutely perfect.

How was Ling Luochеn still so flat?

Senior Sister Han Ruoruo was beautiful.

Dai Yueheng looked even more like a hypocrite.

No, why had I become such a lecher? It had to be the Golden Dragon King influencing my will.

Yu Daoyun quickly corrected his attitude and greeted Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan.

Several Inner Court students immediately came over, sizing up the tall, slender Yu Daoyun.

Zhang Lexuan's lips curled up. She reached out and pinched Yu Daoyun's cheek, saying with a smile, "It's been so long, and you've gotten even more handsome. Come give your senior sister a hug."

Yu Daoyun didn't resist and was pulled into the senior sister's embrace once again.

Just then, Chen Zifeng gripped the Soul Chasing Sword and nodded. "Want to spar? It's been ages since we last fought. After losing to you last time, I came up with a new sword technique. This time, I'll definitely beat you."

"Thanks, but I'm busy."

After breaking free from Zhang Lexuan's embrace, Yu Daoyun turned down Chen Zifeng's invitation to Soul Fight.

What was the point of sparring all day with a bunch of people who only knew how to fight? It was better to go show off in the Outer Court.

At least other people would cheer him on. These guys would only sit there in silence.

Zhang Lexuan asked, "Are you planning to go to the Outer Court?"

Yu Daoyun replied, "I'll be working in the Outer Court, so I won't be taking on Supervision Group missions for a while. I'll leave everything to you, Senior Sister."

After saying that, he went back to the dormitory to pack his clothes.

After several days of freshman registration and class assignments, classes for the Outer Court freshmen finally began in earnest.

Yu Daoyun's first stop wasn't Class One, but Freshman Class Nine.

The reason was simple: he didn't want to face Zhou Yi so soon. He'd let her act cocky for a few days, then have the students he taught crush the student she was so proud of.

Wu Feng had a Red Dragon Martial Soul. She couldn't be this weak.

So, before class that day, Yu Daoyun entered the classroom with the head teacher of Freshman Class Nine.

As soon as they stepped inside, the freshmen looked up.

They tacitly assumed Yu Daoyun was a new student too, and that he had transferred into their class.

But Ning Tian immediately recognized the red uniform of an Inner Court student and exclaimed, "An Inner Court student at twelve years old? How did he do that?"

Wu Feng rubbed her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Tian Jie, are you saying that student who came in with the head teacher is an Inner Court senior? That can't be right. He looks only twelve or thirteen. How could he be an Inner Court student?"

Ning Tian answered seriously, "He really is an Inner Court student. I wouldn't mistake that red uniform—it's the symbol of the Inner Court.

"Maybe it would be impossible at another academy, but Wu Feng, don't forget this is Shrek Academy. We have all kinds of monstrous geniuses here. What we've seen is only the tip of the iceberg."

Wu Feng fell silent, still in shock.

She never would have imagined that a child her age was already an Inner Court senior. It was a crushing gap between worlds.

The saying "Talents are common, but Shrek has even more" had just become reality.

At the front of the room, the head teacher of Freshman Class Nine said gravely, "Let me introduce you all. This is the new-student instructor sent by the Inner Court. From now on, the instructor will arrange all your practical, cultivation, and combat classes."

The students immediately perked up, grinning from ear to ear.

Then the freshmen all called out together, "Hello, Senior!"

Ning Tian rested a hand against her forehead and sighed. "These guys have no idea how serious this is. They think the Inner Court's giving them a treat. He might be a devil. Everyone who makes it into the Inner Court is a devil."

Wu Feng asked in confusion, "Tian Jie, are you afraid of him?"

Ning Tian smiled bitterly. "You'll find out soon enough."

At the front of the room, Yu Daoyun smiled faintly and introduced himself. "Hello, junior brothers and sisters. My name is Yu Daoyun, and I'm a level fifty-five Battle Soul King."

That simple introduction left the freshmen gaping.

They were the same age, yet they were still babbling away while someone their age had already entered the Inner Court and become one of its students.

What a monster.

But before the freshmen could finish marveling, Yu Daoyun's expression turned stern. He pointed at the field outside and said, "Everyone, assemble. You'll start with a five-kilometer warm-up run. Anyone who slacks off will run ten kilometers. Female students get the same treatment."

At that, every freshman's expression changed.

Five kilometers?

Was Senior joking?

The next moment, Yu Daoyun raised his hand and smashed the lectern with a slap. "I'm counting to three..."

The freshmen of Class Nine didn't dare dawdle. They rushed down the stairs and began their five-kilometer run.

Yu Daoyun turned to the head teacher of Freshman Class Nine and said, "Sir, please arrange for the Martial Soul Department to prepare a medicinal bath to strengthen their bodies, as I requested. I'll need the biggest tub you can find. If there's a problem with the cost, you can speak to Dean Yan."

"My request is simple: no one is to interfere with what I have in mind."

The head teacher immediately went to take care of it, not daring to delay.

This newly arrived Inner Court student was helping him improve his results, and he wielded considerable authority. Even the head of the Martial Soul Department treated him with great respect, which showed how distinguished he was.

After giving those instructions, Yu Daoyun went downstairs to supervise the students on the field.

An hour later, the contrast on the field was stark. The freshmen of Class Nine ran beneath the blazing sun, drenched in sweat, while the freshmen of Class One ran in iron suits as Old Lady Zhou Yi stood behind them, cursing.

Yu Daoyun watched Class Nine run and urged them on. "Faster, faster! You're already out of breath after just two kilometers. What have you been doing all this time? You call yourselves Soul Masters, but you can't even keep up with ordinary people."

The students of Class Nine kept running, gasping for breath as they cursed him inwardly.

Wu Feng ran alongside the others, panting. "Tian Jie, now I finally know what you meant by 'devil.' This guy doesn't even treat us like people."

She wanted to cry, but couldn't. All she could do was complain to Ning Tian.

Ning Tian pointed toward the freshmen of Class One in the distance. "Forget about devils. Look at the students in Class One. Their old hag is the real devil. Making them run in iron suits—she's treating them like less than human."

Wu Feng fell silent and lowered her head, continuing to run.

About an hour later, Yu Daoyun glanced at the time and said coolly, "Your performance has disappointed me. Tomorrow morning, you'll run an extra twenty kilometers. No one gets to eat until they finish."

The students of Class Nine erupted at once.

Twenty kilometers? That was a death sentence!

Just then, one student stepped forward and shouted, "This is abuse! We came here to learn. You're taking your anger out on us, plain and simple."

Yu Daoyun wasn't angry. Instead, he asked, "Why are you dissatisfied? What's your name?"

The student hesitated, then answered, "My name is Tai Ba. I'm from the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Good, you've got guts!"

Yu Daoyun nodded, then beckoned him over. "Knock me down. Make me take a step back. Otherwise, get back to training. My job is to turn a good-for-nothing like you into a genius."

Tai Ba could hold back no longer. With a shout, he activated Martial Soul Possession and charged, swinging his fist at Yu Daoyun with all his might.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After releasing several soul skills in succession, Tai Ba was stopped by a single finger.

Tai Ba immediately lost all his bravado and shouted, "Instructor, I was wrong!"

Just then, the Martial Soul Department staff carried the medicinal bath tub onto the field. Yu Daoyun pointed at the huge tub and said, "Everyone, get in and take your medicinal bath. Tomorrow morning, we keep training."