"As the owner of a Dragon-type Martial Soul, you can release your Martial Soul in front of me. Not bad."
Mu Chen slowly approached.
The beautiful woman instinctively stepped back. From Mu Chen, she felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
"Don't be nervous. This is Blue Tyrant Academy, right?"
Mu Chen gazed at the buildings in the distance, then examined the beautiful woman's Martial Soul: a Fire Dragon Martial Soul. Her identity was obvious—Liu Erlong.
"I'm Mu Chen. I'm here to apply for a teaching position."
Liu Erlong heard this and looked astonished.
"You said you came here... to apply for a teaching position?"
Mu Chen looked at himself.
Aside from being a little too dazzling with golden light and looking somewhat like he meant trouble, he didn't seem like a bad person, did he?
"That's right."
"You came to apply this late at night? Do you think I'll believe such a ridiculous story? Don't think that just because you have a handsome face... you can do whatever you want!"
By the end, Liu Erlong's cheeks had turned faintly red, and her heart was racing.
She had never seen a man as stunningly handsome as Mu Chen. In particular, the pressure radiating from him made her heart flutter, while an urge to submit inexplicably rose within her.
This left her deeply puzzled.
After all, her Fire Dragon Martial Soul had evolved from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and was a top-tier Beast Martial Soul.
Hearing Liu Erlong's words, Mu Chen understood perfectly well. He shrugged helplessly.
"Thank you for the compliment."
"But I really am here to apply. I'm just in a bit of a hurry. After the interview, I still have other things to take care of, so I may have come across as abrupt."
Liu Erlong noticed that Mu Chen was very gentle in his manner and didn't seem like a bad person. What he said sounded true as well, so she gradually let down her guard.
"Since you're here to apply for a teaching position, come downstairs for some tea and we can talk at our leisure."
"I'm Liu Erlong, the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy. You can tell me whatever conditions you have."
Mu Chen slowly floated down into the courtyard.
Once he put away his Martial Soul, the oppressive feeling that had been lingering in Liu Erlong's heart disappeared as well.
"Your Martial Soul is a Dragon type too, right? What is it?"
Liu Erlong was very curious. What kind of Dragon-type Martial Soul could suppress her Fire Dragon like this? If it could suppress her Fire Dragon, it could certainly suppress the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul too.
If Mu Chen wanted to, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul might even lose its title as the strongest Beast Martial Soul in the world!
"I'm Mu Chen, a seventy-fifth-level Battle Soul Saint. My Martial Soul is the Radiant Dragon God."
He already had ten percent of the Dragon God Bloodline. Renaming the Radiant Dragon King Martial Soul the Radiant Dragon God wasn't too much, was it?
"The Radiant Dragon God?"
Liu Erlong had no idea what those four words meant, and she had never heard of such a Martial Soul. But just hearing its name made it feel incomparably noble and powerful.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?
At first glance, that name sounded pretty awesome!
But compared with "the Radiant Dragon God," it seemed rather ordinary.
"You don't look very old—at most in your twenties. Are you really level seventy-five?" Liu Erlong scrutinized Mu Chen from head to toe.
"Could we sit down and talk?"
Mu Chen first looked around, then turned his gaze to Liu Erlong. His meaning was clear.
"Sorry, just a moment."
Liu Erlong's cheeks reddened, and she turned back into the house with an apologetic look. Before long, she reappeared carrying a tea set and a steaming teapot.
"Whoosh!"
With a wave of her hand, two chairs appeared behind Mu Chen and herself, and a table appeared between them.
"Gurgle, gurgle—"
The sound of pouring water echoed through the courtyard as Liu Erlong brought a steaming cup of tea to Mu Chen.
"I don't usually have guests here, so I wasn't prepared for anything. I only have a pot of plain tea. I hope you don't mind."
Liu Erlong was telling the truth.
Mu Chen knew this was the case and didn't mind. He picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
"Careful, it's a little hot."
Liu Erlong hurriedly reminded him.
Mu Chen smiled faintly, and seven black Soul Rings appeared at once beside him, right before Liu Erlong's eyes.
"This... seven Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"
Liu Erlong stared blankly at the seven Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings beside Mu Chen and murmured, "How is that possible?!"
"The color and number of Soul Rings can be faked with special abilities, but the pressure of a Soul Saint can't. You believe me now, right?"
Mu Chen crossed his legs, rested his hands on his knees, and watched Liu Erlong with a smile.
Liu Erlong swallowed and said softly, "It's not that I don't want to accept you. It's just that my Blue Tyrant Academy is too small. I'm afraid it can't accommodate someone as formidable as you."
Mu Chen smiled calmly. "If you're willing, I can do Blue Tyrant Academy the favor of serving as its vice dean. Just pay me the usual salary."
"A vice dean... doing us the favor..."
Liu Erlong muttered to herself.
Who came to apply for a job and went straight for the position of vice dean?
Still... A level seventy-five Battle Soul Saint, with nothing but Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. She had no idea how he'd managed it, but with strength like that, any high-level Soul Master academy would be willing to hire Mu Chen as its vice dean.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Mu Chen put away his seven Soul Rings and quietly watched Liu Erlong, waiting for her answer.
"All right. I accept your terms."
Liu Erlong looked at Mu Chen solemnly. Once she had made her decision, a heavy burden lifted from her heart.
She had been worried the whole time that she might anger Mu Chen.
If Mu Chen flew into a rage, she didn't think she could beat him.
"Then it's settled. I'll come back in a while and officially start work then." Mu Chen stood up, straightened his sleeves, and smiled.
His lodging problem was solved!
And he'd even landed a vice dean's position. Not bad!
"In a while?"
Liu Erlong stood up as well. She was puzzled by Mu Chen's words.
"I have other things to take care of."
Mu Chen turned and walked out of the courtyard. Then, as if he'd suddenly remembered something, he glanced back at Liu Erlong.
"One more thing."
Liu Erlong stopped and quietly watched Mu Chen, waiting for him to continue.
"You're beautiful and charming."
"It's just that your complexion is a little pale. I'll bring you some medicine next time. Try taking it; it should help improve your condition."
"But medicine alone won't improve your state of mind. You'll need other methods to address that."
"Until next time."
As his words fell, Mu Chen vanished in an instant.
Liu Erlong's pupils contracted slightly at the sight. She hurried over to where Mu Chen had just been standing and looked around, but she couldn't find a trace of him.
"He disappeared?!"
Thinking back over what Mu Chen had said before leaving, her cheeks reddened on their own, and delight stirred in her heart.
No one had ever complimented her like that before.
Liu Erlong touched her cheek and murmured to herself, "Is my condition really that bad...?"
She gazed at the Full Moon, growing brighter by the moment, sighed softly, and turned back into the house.
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