Re-enrollment

December 30th.

Accompanied by his father, Zhang Yang finally arrived at Martial Soul Hall Academy after a ten-day long journey.

Martial Soul Hall Academy is located outside Martial Soul City, built independently upon a hill. Including the lake at the foot of the mountain, the entire academy's area is in no way inferior to Martial Soul City itself.

Of course, this is a tradition on the Douluo Continent.

In order to create more diverse simulated cultivation environments, high-level Soul Master Academy institutions are generally vast in size, situated near mountains and water, and have high requirements for their surrounding environment.

Building outside the city allows them to obtain a large amount of natural environment for free; with just a little modification, it becomes an excellent simulated cultivation environment. It can be said to be a very economical choice.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Lingyue had the carriage stop, and he led Zhang Yang up the mountain on foot.

However, they hadn't walked more than a few steps before they were blocked by someone.

"Halt. This is the grounds of Martial Soul Hall Academy; unauthorized personnel are forbidden from entering."

The ones blocking the path were two middle-aged men with cold expressions, wearing white robes with a fist-sized "Soul" character embroidered on their chests.

This is the standard attire for Martial Soul Hall deacons, signifying that they are soul masters directly under Martial Soul Hall.

"Gentlemen, I am Zhang Lingyue, a High-Rank Bishop of the Heding City Martial Soul Branch Hall. I am here to drop my son off for enrollment. This is his admission letter."

As he spoke, Zhang Lingyue flipped his right hand, and Zhang Yang's admission letter was handed over.

One of them took the admission letter, checked it, and nodded: "We did indeed receive notice that a child would be coming to report in these few days."

"However, new student registration requires the bishop who issued the letter to come and receive them personally. You two wait to the side."

Having said that, one of them channeled his soul power and sprinted toward the interior of the academy.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a purple figure was seen speeding from the distance, arriving before them in two or three flashes.

Zhang Yang looked up; the person arriving was naturally Bishop Sanders, whom he hadn't seen in over half a month.

"Bishop Sanders."

The people present all bowed to Bishop Sanders, Zhang Lingyue included.

There was no helping it; starting today, his son would be studying under this man's watch. The situation was stronger than the man.

However, Bishop Sanders did not dare to be arrogant, raising his hand to return the salute to Zhang Lingyue: "Bishop Zhang Lingyue, it has been a long time. I trust you have been well?"

After the two sides exchanged greetings, it was time for Zhang Yang and Zhang Lingyue to part ways.

Zhang Lingyue patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and said earnestly: "You must study hard here, cultivate diligently, and listen to your teachers. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Father. You be careful on the journey back, and please give my regards to Mother when you get home."

"Mm."

Zhang Lingyue nodded, squeezed Zhang Yang's shoulder once more, and then turned and left decisively.

The farewell between father and son was devoid of tears, simple and unadorned.

After parting with Zhang Lingyue, Bishop Sanders led Zhang Yang slowly up the slope, introducing the specific information about Martial Soul Hall Academy along the way.

With Martial Soul Hall as its backing, the academy naturally has sufficient funding, so the architecture is exceptionally luxurious; countless buildings with a thousand-year history almost completely cover the entire hill.

Of course, as an important part of the simulated cultivation environment, the landscaping of Martial Soul Hall Academy is also exceptionally well-done; lush flowers, grass, and trees can be seen everywhere.

Furthermore, precious flowers and plants from different seasons and regions miraculously bloom together in the same gardens and nurseries.

Clearly, Martial Soul Hall Academy has put a great deal of effort into this.

Moreover, these blooming precious flowers and plants appear incredibly harmonious.

It is obvious that the species of plants, their planting locations, and even their growth progress have been meticulously designed by professionals.

Yet, for such painstakingly crafted scenery, there isn't even a sign or a guide.

It seems that for Martial Soul Hall Academy, these things are nothing to boast about.

However, it is precisely this "not worth mentioning" attitude that demonstrates the true foundation of a top-tier academy on the continent like Martial Soul Hall Academy.

Likewise, the faculty of Martial Soul Hall Academy is also in the top tier of the entire continent.

Among them, the position of Dean of Martial Soul Hall Academy has always been held by the incumbent Pope.

Of course, because His Holiness the Pope is busy with official duties, the specific affairs of the school are decided by the Education Committee, which is composed of seven Red-Clad Bishops at the Soul Douluo level.

Below the Education Committee are the main leaders of the various academy departments, held by Black-Clad Bishops, as well as the group of special-grade teachers in the high-level department.

Below that are the department heads and the groups of teachers for each grade, held by Purple-Clad Bishops.

Yes, all teachers at Martial Soul Hall Academy are soul masters at the Purple-Clad Bishop level.

Further down, there is the school staff group composed of a vast number of Yellow-Clad Deacons and White-Clad Deacons.

Yes, everyone within Martial Soul Hall Academy is a soul master belonging to Martial Soul Hall, including those who guard the gates, sweep the streets, and chop vegetables in the kitchen.

Such a soul master configuration cannot be matched even by the Heaven Dou Royal Academy or the Star Luo Royal Academy, which are backed by empires.

After all, the status of a soul master is so lofty; how could they possibly do work like sweeping the streets?

But who told them this is the holy land of soul masters, Martial Soul City?

In Martial Soul City, there are countless soul masters working as waiters, cleaners, and the like, just to be able to stay in this holy land of soul masters.

As the school dedicated to cultivating the future backbone of Martial Soul Hall, Martial Soul Hall Academy naturally possessed the resources to assemble such a staff team composed entirely of soul masters.

Following behind Sanders, Zhang Yang truly gained a wealth of knowledge as he listened to his explanations along the way.

Half an hour later, Dewey led Zhang Yang into the Administration Building and arrived at the Academic Affairs Office on the third floor.

"Director Lin, this is Zhang Yang, sent from Heding City. This is his admission letter; please help him process his enrollment."

The man addressed as Director Lin wore a purple fitted outfit and gold-rimmed glasses, a genial smile hanging on his face: "Zhang Yang? Oh, the child with only level 1 Innate Soul Power, right?"

"Innate Soul Power... level 1?" Everyone in the office revealed expressions of astonishment.

It was no wonder they were surprised; since its founding, Martial Soul Hall Academy had never accepted a student with such poor talent.

If he could enroll with such poor talent, could he be the child of some big shot?

"That's right." Sanders nodded, patting Zhang Yang on the back to signal him to step forward.

Director Lin nodded, reaching out to squeeze Zhang Yang's palm, then his wrist: "About six and a half years old, the age is fine."

Director Lin pulled a yellow crystal ball from his drawer: "Test your soul power for the registration."

The yellow crystal ball was used to test soul power between levels 11 and 20; it was more than enough to test Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang said nothing, simply reaching out to test his soul power.

The yellow-robed staff in the office all turned their gazes toward him involuntarily.

A faint yellow glow lit up from within the crystal ball; the light was not particularly dazzling, but it was extremely clear.

"Hmm?" Director Lin squinted at the crystal ball: "A bit over level 12, looks like it hasn't reached level 13 yet."

"Hiss, level 13? Six and a half years old?..." The deacons in the room all gasped in unison, making a significant contribution to global warming.

One deacon muttered: "With such cultivation talent, even Innate Full Soul Power would be nothing more than this. Was his Innate Soul Power really only level 1?"

Everyone had this question in their hearts, but they all controlled their tongues and remained silent.

However, their gazes kept circling back to Zhang Yang's face.