The Inner Academy,
the Dean's Office.
The scent of Sea God Lake drifted in through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, mingling with the fragrance of books and ink,
filling the room with the beauty of an afternoon.
"Knock, knock, knock."
After three knocks, Lu Ran walked into the office,
Yan Shaozhe set down the file in his hand and looked at him with a broad smile. "Xiaoran, you're here. How did absorbing your fifth Soul Ring go?"
Lu Ran walked over to the redwood desk,
"Very well. A fifty-thousand-year-old Heavenly Dragon Horse."
As he spoke, he released five pure black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. Each radiated a weighty aura,
and if anyone else had been there, they would have been left gaping in shock,
Even Yan Shaozhe, for all his experience, was shaken. He had imagined countless times that Lu Ran's Soul Rings would all reach ten thousand years,
but seeing them with his own eyes
still made him suck in a sharp breath. He couldn't help clenching his fists as he exclaimed:
"Wonderful... Wonderful..."
"Five Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings! Across the entire continent, there can't be another person like you!"
He couldn't help imagining how astonishing Lu Ran's Soul Rings would be with six rings—five black and one red—and what a breathtaking sight it would be when he had nine rings, with nine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings hovering around him.
Lu Ran said:
"Dean Yan, Xiaotao and I are planning to visit the Far North. We'll be gone about ten days."
At that,
Yan Shaozhe's brows nearly shot up with delight:
"Just the two of you? Excellent, excellent,"
His smile threatened to spill right off his face; there wasn't room for any more:
"How nice for young people to travel together. You can relax and grow closer.