Zhang Lexuan: I Want to Return to Sea God Pavilion!

"Me?" Zhang Lexuan was stunned.

"That's right." Mu En nodded, his tone gentle yet brooking no refusal. "You stay in the Sea God Pavilion every day, lifeless and dull; you're more like an old person than I am. It's high time you went to the Outer Court to see some lively young people and find some vitality."

Zhang Lexuan fell silent for a moment, eventually nodding lightly.

"Lexuan understands."

Only then did Mu En withdraw his gaze with satisfaction, turning to look at Long Yaochen beside him. "Little Chen, you started this fire. So, when you're free in the Outer Court, follow Lexuan, help handle the class affairs, and take good care of her."

Long Yaochen was even more bewildered. "Me?"

His gaze instinctively shifted toward Zhang Lexuan, who happened to be looking at him at that exact moment.

As their eyes met, both saw a hint of reluctance in the other's gaze.

And so, with Mu En's final decision, the two of them inexplicably formed a group of the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled...

Sea God Island, Inner Court dormitory building.

"Achoo!"

Ma Xiaotao, who was in the middle of cultivation, was suddenly interrupted by several sneezes.

She rubbed her nose, feeling somewhat depressed.

As a dignified Soul Emperor, could she really catch a cold?

"That brat has been running around the Outer Court for days without coming to see me once; he hasn't really forgotten about me, has he?" A dangerous glint flickered in Ma Xiaotao's eyes.

Leaving her in the Inner Court without a word—if she caught that brat picking flowers and flirting outside, she would never forgive him!

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaotao stood up directly.

She changed into a thin, fire-red gauze dress, grabbed a red gauze mask, and headed toward the Outer Court.

Freshman Class One.

After the resistance they had put up that morning, the freshmen were gathered in the classroom once again.

Word had it that a new homeroom teacher had been found, and they were even assigned a teaching assistant.

Just look at the level of importance being placed on them.

They really had to thank Long Yaochen from that morning; otherwise, it was questionable whether they would have even been expelled or not.

If he hadn't stood at the very front, blocking Zhou Yi's Soul Emperor pressure for them and forcing the matter all the way to the Sea God Pavilion, it would still be up in the air whether this group of people would have been expelled.

What's more, everyone had seen it with their own eyes.

Long Yaochen had been forced to cough up blood by that palm strike from Zhou Yi, sent flying backward, and slammed heavily against the back wall of the classroom.

That scene had been an immense shock to these freshmen.

So, at this moment, when Long Yaochen was mentioned, the expressions of the crowd held not just curiosity, but a sense of indescribable awe.

"Sigh, I haven't seen that jerk all morning; I'm suddenly not used to it." Wang Dong rested her chin on one hand, looking at the empty seat beside her, and sighed. "I wonder if he's alright..."

She was feeling more and more fortunate that she hadn't fought him back then.

That jerk was already a Soul Elder at twelve years old.

And he had three purple soul rings.

It was simply absurd!

What was even more absurd was the quality of his martial soul and the thickness of his soul power...

Sigh!

Didn't Big Daddy and Second Daddy say I was already the best among my peers?

How is it that as soon as I arrived at Shrek, I was subjected to dimensional reduction strikes by someone else?

Just as Wang Dong was feeling melancholy, a faint sound of wheelchair wheels suddenly came from outside the classroom door.

The next moment, a familiar white-clad figure pushed a wheelchair into the room.

It was Long Yaochen.

Seeing him appear safe and sound, the somewhat noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

Unlike the oppressive silence brought by Zhou Yi, the gaze the freshmen directed at Long Yaochen now was filled more with respect and gratitude.

Sitting in the wheelchair in front of Long Yaochen was a black-haired woman.

She wore a plain white dress, her long hair cascading down behind her shoulders like a waterfall, her features gentle and exquisite, like a moon veiled by clouds.

The only pity was that her complexion was so pale it lacked any hint of blood.

On her slender wrists and shoulders, one could faintly see bandages that had yet to be removed.

A rich sense of fragility clung to her.

It formed a sharp contrast with Long Yaochen, who was pushing her inside.

One pale as the moon, one dazzling as the sun.

What a matching pair.

Wang Dong watched this scene, her expression, which had held a hint of worry, instantly froze.

"Dammit, I knew it!" she gritted her teeth and whispered, "I was so worried about you, and yet here you are, turning around and bringing back a broken beauty?"

What a scumbag!

Zhang Lexuan stopped in front of the podium. She raised her head to look at the freshmen below, who were clearly still restless. Her voice was gentle, yet it carried a power that made everyone quiet down.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I am your new head teacher.

Let me introduce myself: I am also a student of Shrek, and I suppose you could call me your Senior Sister from the Inner Court."

Senior Sister from the Inner Court?!

These few words instantly made the whole class rowdy again.

This seemingly fragile, injured beauty was actually the Senior Sister from the Inner Court?

"The academy has already handled the matter regarding Teacher Zhou."

Zhang Lexuan did not rush to start the lesson, but said softly:

"However, starting today, I hope Freshman Class One remembers one thing.

A teacher should indeed not use fear to teach students, and students should even less use anger to replace thinking.

You may question and you may resist, but you must have your own foundation, rather than learning from someone who just charges in blindly."

Having said that, she glanced at Long Yaochen a few times.

The murmurs in the classroom gradually died down.

Many freshmen looked at Zhang Lexuan with a newfound seriousness.

Long Yaochen coughed lightly and hurriedly spoke to change the subject:

"Ahem, Senior Sister stepped forward to face a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast head-on to save her junior brothers and sisters.

Because of her injuries, Dean Yan asked me to serve as our class teaching assistant to help Teacher Zhang with daily academic affairs.

Let's give her a warm welcome."

As soon as Long Yaochen finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the class; it was clear that everyone's level of welcome for this new teacher was very high.

Facing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast head-on?

Is this the strength of the Senior Sister from the Inner Court?

Coupled with her youthful and beautiful face, many boys blushed and dared not look directly at her.

Isn't this ten thousand times better than that old hag Zhou Yi's fake face?!

After settling Zhang Lexuan in and watching her begin the formal lecture, Long Yaochen sat back in his seat.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a resentful gaze from beside him that seemed capable of killing.

"Hey, what's with that expression... I'm not that kind of person!" Long Yaochen rubbed his arm, which had goosebumps, and said with a deliberate look of disgust.

What kind of person?

Wang Dong was momentarily bewildered by Long Yaochen's words, but the next second, seeing his teasing gaze, she realized what he meant, and her face flushed bright red.

"You're done for!" Wang Dong said viciously, extending her slender, onion-like fingers and quietly pinching the soft flesh on Long Yaochen's waist.

The next second—

"Ah!" Long Yaochen let out a sharp cry, and the eyes of the entire class instantly turned toward him.

Seriously, Boss.

What are you doing this time?

The Senior Sister is too beautiful; we really can't stand on the same side as you anymore.

Even Wang Dong put on an expression as if she had been startled.

She blinked her innocent, powder-blue eyes.

"This 'teaching assistant', please be careful not to disrupt the class discipline." Zhang Lexuan rolled her eyes at him, placing extra emphasis on the word "teaching assistant."

Long Yaochen gave a sheepish smile, signaling everyone to continue.

Then he turned his head and glared at Wang Dong.

Wang Dong stuck out her delicate, pink tongue and flashed a mischievous smile.

Heh!

That felt good!

However, before Long Yaochen could retaliate.

BOOM—!

The door to the Freshman Class One classroom was kicked open from the outside.

A scorching wave of heat surged into the room instantly, causing the curtains by the windows to snap and flutter violently.

Zhang Lexuan, who had been preparing to continue her lecture, fell abruptly silent.

The entire class of freshmen turned in unison to look at the doorway.

Standing there was a tall, red-haired girl dressed in a thin, flame-red gown. A red veil covered her face, but the pale pink eyes visible beneath it burned with a dangerous light.

"Who is the homeroom teacher for Freshman Class One? How dare you bully my fiancé? Are you tired of living?"

Zhang Lexuan: "..."

No, seriously, can we still have this class?

Forget this vitality, I want to go back to the Sea God Pavilion!