Yu Xiaogang Confronts! Blue Silver Academy Utterly Wrong?!

As the master of a sect, Ning Fengzhi naturally disdained to bicker with the dean of a mere Blue Silver Academy.

However, these rumors allowed him to catch a scent of something unusual.

In particular, the core of these rumors all involved the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

Was the Heaven Dou Imperial Family... feeling uneasy about the influence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and thus propping up a newcomer to keep them in check?

That was highly probable.

Yet, a trace of curiosity still lingered in Ning Fengzhi's heart.

Why would the Imperial Family choose someone so obscure?

Who exactly was this Chen Xuan?

Meanwhile.

At another location outside Heaven Dou City, Shrek Academy.

On the training grounds, dust swirled in the air.

Several students, not part of the Shrek Seven Devils, were gathered together, whispering to one another while they trained.

"Hey, have you heard? That newly opened Blue Silver Academy in the city is all the rage right now!"

"Of course I've heard! The news about Dugu Yan's Martial Soul Evolution has spread like wildfire!"

A stiff and authoritative voice suddenly rang out behind them.

"With such abundant energy, it seems today's training volume is still too light."

The students jumped in fright and quickly turned around to see Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang standing behind them, hands behind his back, his face expressionless.

"Gr... Grandmaster!"

The group immediately fell silent, trembling like cicadas in late autumn.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept over them, then flickered toward the Shrek Seven Devils, who were engaged in high-intensity combat practice not far away, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Tell me everything you were just discussing, word for word."

The students dared not hide anything and hurriedly recounted all the rumors circulating in Heaven Dou City regarding the Blue Silver Academy.

Upon hearing the words "Martial Soul Evolution," the Shrek Seven Devils, who were taking a break, also cast curious glances their way.

"It's not just that, Grandmaster," one student added, "that Dean Chen Xuan of the Blue Silver Academy has also proposed some... very peculiar theories."

"Oh?" Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear them."

"He said, 'Innate Soul Power has no fixed endpoint,' and that human potential is infinite."

"He also said, 'Trash Martial Souls can evolve,' and that the seemingly weaker the Martial Soul, the greater its room for evolution."

"And the most... the most audacious claim is that he said, 'Soul Ring age is determined by willpower'! He claims that as long as one's willpower is strong enough, one can absorb Soul Rings that exceed the body's limits!"

"..."

As this string of theories was spoken aloud, the entire training ground fell into an eerie silence.

The Shrek Seven Devils were all stunned.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged looks, their faces filled with bewilderment.

No limit to Soul Ring age?

The weaker the Martial Soul, the easier it is to evolve?

This... this was almost diametrically opposed to the theories the Grandmaster had taught them!

Tang San, in particular, felt his heart skip a beat.

Trash Martial Souls can evolve?

His Blue Silver Grass...

However, before they could dwell on it, a roar exploded like a thunderclap on flat ground!

"Nonsense!"

Yu Xiaogang's complexion shifted from white to red, then from red to green, his body trembling slightly with rage.

"Utter gibberish! This is simply misleading the youth!"

He had dedicated his entire life to the study of Martial Soul theory, priding himself as the number one theoretical authority in the world of Soul Masters.

The "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" he proposed were revered by the entire Soul Master community as golden rules.

But now, this Chen Xuan who had suddenly appeared was completely overturning the very foundation of his theories!

To him, this was not just an academic challenge; it was a trampling of his personal dignity and his life's work!

"The absorption limit of a Soul Ring is determined by the physical fitness of the Soul Master! That is an ironclad rule! To speak recklessly of willpower is to send them to their deaths!"

"And as for trash Martial Souls! The strength of a Martial Soul depends on the inherited bloodline; how can it just evolve whenever one says so?!"

Yu Xiaogang was incensed, pacing back and forth on the training ground like an enraged lion.

"This person is either a madman or a complete and utter fraud!"

Seeing their teacher so agitated, Tang San and the others dared not say a word.

Just then, Ning Rongrong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

A glimmer of shrewdness and pride flickered within her lively, intelligent eyes.

"Grandmaster, everyone, let's not lose our tempers just yet."

She scanned the group and said slowly, "As it happens, I haven't been home for some time and was planning to return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect anyway."

"Since this Blue Silver Academy has caused such a massive stir, even dragging my father's reputation into the mix."

Her voice was crisp, yet carried a weight that could not be underestimated.

"Then I shall take this opportunity to go and meet him personally."

"I want to see for myself just what kind of sacred being this Chen Xuan is to have such audacity!"

The turmoil between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Shrek Academy had yet to reach the center of the incident.

Deep within the backyard of the Blue Silver Academy.

In the tranquil courtyard, only moonlight and starlight spilled down.

A stalk of Blue Silver Grass, crystalline and translucent as if carved from blue crystal, stood quietly in the center of the yard, each leaf unfurling to greedily absorb the life essence of heaven and earth.

This Blue Silver Grass was the true form of the Blue Silver Empress, Ah Yin.

At this moment, her consciousness flowed slowly within her physical form, savoring the words Chen Xuan had spoken to her over and over again.

"Soon, I will be able to truly resurrect you and allow you to take human form once more."

These words resonated in the depths of her soul like the most beautiful celestial music.

Resurrection.

Taking human form.

To her, this was a dream so distant and extravagant.

Ever since she sacrificed herself for Tang Hao, she had believed her consciousness would sink into darkness forever, never to see the light of day again.

It was Chen Xuan who had awakened her from that endless void.

And it was Chen Xuan who had given her a promise she had never dared to even imagine.

Within Ah Yin's consciousness, images of the future began to take shape involuntarily.

If... if she could truly be resurrected, what should she do?

Go and see the current Douluo Continent?

Or... do something else?

These thoughts flashed by only to be replaced by a much stronger idea.

Repay him.

She must repay Chen Xuan.

This debt of gratitude was as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the vast sea; it was no longer something that a simple "thank you" could carry.

But how should she repay him?

Ah Yin's consciousness fell into deep contemplation.

Chen Xuan's power had already exceeded the limits of her understanding.

Wealth? Power? Immortal herbs? Spirit bones?

These things that the world dreamed of were likely nothing more than trifles within his reach.

He seemed to lack nothing.

Ah Yin pondered and racked her brains.

Suddenly, her consciousness trembled slightly.

He... seems to be missing a woman by his side.

Although that girl named Qian Renxue was always by his side, Ah Yin could sense that they were not romantic partners.

And she, as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who had taken human form, was confident that her appearance and figure were second to none in this world.

To offer herself...