Mu Jin Recommends Huo Yuhao to the Soul Tool Department?

"Why?" Xiao Xiao tilted her head, waiting for her to continue.

Wang Dong's face flushed slightly. Her lips moved, but not a single word came out.

Lin Yaoyang glanced at her, the corners of his lips curling faintly.

"I haven't even said anything. What are you so anxious about?"

Wang Dong was at a loss for words. "I..."

She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of her clothes.

She did not know what she was so anxious about either.

The last time she had seen Jiang Nannan by the grilled fish stall, that indescribable feeling had risen in her heart.

Sour and astringent, like biting into an unripe plum.

She did not want to see Lin Yaoyang interacting with other girls...

But she could not say why.

"Having the two of us men on the team is enough."

Wang Dong was delighted, thinking he had rejected her.

"You may not like beautiful women, but I do."

Wang Dong's smile froze on her face.

Lin Yaoyang smiled at Xiao Xiao. "Xiao Xiao, ignore her. We can form a team."

A brilliant smile bloomed across Xiao Xiao's face, light sparkling in her crescent-shaped eyes.

"Thank you, Class Monitor!"

The female students around them were so envious their eyes turned red.

"Looks like the brave get to enjoy the world first!"

"Not only does Xiao Xiao get to team up with two handsome guys, she can even coast to victory in the Freshman Assessment. She's too lucky!"

"If I'd known, I would've asked too..."

"You would have asked? Did you have the guts?"

Wang Dong sat beside them with her lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing at all.

Lin Yaoyang glanced at her, deliberately leaning closer and lowering his voice teasingly. "Little Wang, you're a man. Why are you getting jealous like some little wife?"

The tips of Wang Dong's ears immediately turned red.

"You don't like me, do you?" Lin Yaoyang's tone was light, as though he were joking, yet also as though he were not. "Let me tell you, I like girls."

Wang Dong's face flushed scarlet, red as a ripe tomato.

"You're the little wife!" Even her voice went shrill. "Who's jealous? Who likes you? You... don't talk nonsense!"

She abruptly turned her head away, leaving only the back of her head for Lin Yaoyang.

Yet she could not resist secretly turning her face slightly, stealing glances at him from the corner of her eye.

Lin Yaoyang leaned against the back of his chair, a smile on his lips.

Wang Dong quickly withdrew her gaze, her heart beating a little too fast.

She took a deep breath and told herself, I'm just angry. Angry that he's talking nonsense.

That was all.

At the podium, Mu Jin had already finished explaining the assessment rules and was letting the students form teams freely.

Her gaze swept through the classroom before finally landing on a frail figure by the aisle in the second row.

Huo Yuhao.

Over the past three months, this young man had never stood out much in class.

His Soul Power was not high, but at least he was diligent. Every day, she could see him persistently training his physical fitness.

"Huo Yuhao, come up here for a moment."

Huo Yuhao froze slightly when his name was called, then rose to his feet and walked to the podium.

Standing beside the podium, Huo Yuhao was half a head shorter than Mu Jin.

Mu Jin looked at him and asked gently, "Huo Yuhao, how do you position yourself?"

After thinking for a moment, Huo Yuhao answered, "Control type."

"Why?"

"My Martial Soul is the Spirit Eye, with a spiritual attribute. It's more suitable for the control type."

Mu Jin nodded faintly.

She had seen plenty of freshmen. Some did not even understand what role their own Martial Souls were suited for. They muddleheadedly chose the assault type or defense type, only to realize halfway through cultivation that they had taken the wrong path.

This Huo Yuhao might not be strong, but at least his mind was clear.

"Can you tell me what your first soul skill is?" Mu Jin asked.

Huo Yuhao hesitated.

Soul skills were a Soul Master's trump cards. Generally speaking, they were not revealed lightly to others.

But the person before him was his homeroom teacher, and he had nothing worth coveting anyway.

He nodded.

Beneath his feet, his first Soul Ring slowly rose. It was a white Ten-Year Soul Ring, looking somewhat shabby under the classroom lights.

A student could not help laughing.

Mu Jin turned back and glanced in that direction. The laughter immediately vanished.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and activated his Soul Power. A layer of pale golden light covered his eyes, and a gentle spiritual fluctuation spread from his body, precisely enveloping Mu Jin.

The next second, Mu Jin's pupils suddenly widened.

In her field of vision, everything had changed.

Everything around her became incomparably clear and orderly. Distance, angle, speed, trajectory—everything could be described with data.

It was as if an invisible second brain were helping her process an enormous amount of information.

All she needed to do was shift her gaze, and that "second brain" would automatically provide the optimal judgment.

Mu Jin was a Soul Emperor-level powerhouse, and her perception was already extremely sharp. Yet with the enhancement of this soul skill, her senses had been elevated to an entirely different level.

The feeling was like an ordinary person suddenly gaining an eagle's eyes, a dog's nose, and a bat's ears. Everything was magnified, everything optimized.

Several breaths later, Huo Yuhao withdrew his soul skill, and the pale golden light faded from his eyes.

Mu Jin stood where she was, silent for quite a while.

"What a miraculous soul skill." She praised him sincerely. "It seems everyone has underestimated you."

She looked at Huo Yuhao, and there was something more in her gaze: appreciation, and calculation.

A Soul Master with a spiritual detection sharing soul skill like this, if placed in the Soul Tool Department...

What was the core of the Soul Tool Department? Precision, range, coordination.

And Huo Yuhao's soul skill could provide incomparable support in precisely those areas.

If she recommended him to Fan Yu...

The corners of Mu Jin's lips lifted slightly.

A freshman class homeroom teacher could nominate one student for special admission, allowing them to pass the assessment directly. She had never used that slot.

Fan Yu had not been having an easy time in the Soul Tool Department lately because of Zhou Yi.

If she gave Fan Yu a promising talent at a time like this, then perhaps I could...

Mu Jin's smile deepened.

"Huo Yuhao," she asked, "do you want to enter the Soul Tool Department?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned.

"Huh?"

He had never expected his teacher to suddenly ask such a question.

The Soul Tool Department?

He had heard of the Soul Tool Department. Shrek Academy had two departments: the Martial Soul Department and the Soul Tool Department.

The Martial Soul Department was the orthodox path, training Soul Masters; the Soul Tool Department was the emerging path, training Soul Engineers.

He had never imagined that he would have anything to do with the words "Soul Tool Department."

"I..." He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Mu Jin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "No rush. Go back and think it over carefully. Give me your answer this afternoon."

Huo Yuhao nodded and walked down from the podium in a daze.

In the classroom, the discussions about forming teams continued.

By the window in the back row, Lin Yaoyang withdrew his gaze from Huo Yuhao.

After class, the people in the classroom gradually dispersed.

Rather than leaving directly as usual, Lin Yaoyang passed through row after row of desks and chairs, walking to the seat by the aisle in the second row.

Huo Yuhao had his head lowered, clutching a pen as he absentmindedly drew circles in the blank space of his textbook.

Mu Jin's words continued circling in his mind.

"Do you want to enter the Soul Tool Department?"

He had never considered that question before, but now he had no choice but to think about it.

The Soul Tool Department.

It was a path entirely unfamiliar to him.