Super-God Level Soul Tool Crafting Inheritance

Two hours later, the three left the barbecue restaurant, completely satisfied.

It was the first time Chu Feng had tasted this world's cuisine. It could be summed up in one sentence: huge portions that filled you up.

The portions were certainly generous, but the taste left much to be desired. Even at such a popular barbecue restaurant, there was little to recommend about the food. It was about on par with fast food from his previous life.

No wonder Huo Yuhao had won over the appetites of 99 percent of the beauties with nothing more than his grilled fish.

It wasn't that the grilled fish was especially delicious. The food in this world was just so awful that, by comparison, the grilled fish Huo Yuhao made with such care was fit for the gods.

"I should open a little shop sometime. I might make a fortune..." Chu Feng was tempted. He hadn't been a chef in his previous life, but he'd worked at a burger joint for several years and learned all its secrets. In particular, there was "Old Eight's Secret Burger." If he could make it here, it would be a dimensionality-crushing blow to this world's food industry.

After eating, the three went their separate ways to cultivate.

The next day, the new students officially began classes.

Under Chu Feng's threats, Wang Dong had gotten up early to buy him breakfast. But when she returned to the dorm, she found that Chu Feng was still cultivating.

"Chu Feng, class starts in half an hour. Why are you still cultivating?" Wang Dong instinctively puffed out her cheeks, looking a little disgruntled.

What was wrong with this guy? He was already so strong, yet he still worked this hard. Wasn't he leaving anyone else a chance to live? Did he really have to be so competitive?

Wang Dong was at a loss. Ever since Chu Feng had come back, he'd hardly gotten up except to eat, drink, or use the bathroom. He even used his sleeping time to cultivate, and never looked the least bit tired. He was a complete monster.

When Chu Feng didn't answer, Wang Dong planted her hands on her hips and stared straight at him. But the longer she looked, the more a blush crept onto her little face.

She had to admit that Chu Feng was rather good-looking, especially when he was focused on cultivating. A faint, icy aura surrounded him, making his whole demeanor seem even more austere. It made her want to look at him a little longer.

Pfft, what am I thinking...?

He's a jerk. So what if he's a little good-looking? What's so great about that?

Wang Dong hurriedly shut down those thoughts.

She checked the time and realized ten minutes had already passed. She grew anxious, wondering whether she should wake Chu Feng, but he might beat her up...

But if she didn't wake him, they'd be late together. They'd both be punished, and she'd also get a sound beating from Chu Feng...

After thinking it over again and again, Wang Dong decided to wake him.

Just as Wang Dong reached out to push Chu Feng awake, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah—"

Chu Feng's icy gaze startled Wang Dong, and she hurriedly took several steps back.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Wang Dong glared at Chu Feng, fuming.

"Nothing. Let's go to class."

Chu Feng said no more. He stood up, took the towel Wang Dong had prepared for him, and wiped his face. Then he quickly brushed his teeth and changed his clothes...

In just three minutes, Chu Feng had finished everything, leaving Wang Dong staring at him in amazement.

Though she had prepared most of the things for him, she was still shocked by how quickly he'd gotten ready.

Was this how fast boys got up?

Too fast!

"Let's go. Time to meet our new teacher."

Chu Feng smiled and took the breakfast from Wang Dong's hand, then headed straight out of the dorm.

He had to admit, having a lackey take care of his daily needs was pretty comfortable. He didn't have to worry about anything and could just focus on cultivating, while Wang Dong dealt with all the other annoying stuff.

At first, Wang Dong had resisted, but after a few words of... coaching from him, she quickly adapted to her new duties.

The dormitory area wasn't far from the classrooms, and the two soon arrived.

The white teaching building's doors stood open. New students filed inside in their white uniforms, each with the little green monster emblem of Shrek Academy on the left side of their chest.

But since class was about to start, there weren't many students around. Most were hurrying along, clearly on the verge of being late.

Chu Feng and Wang Dong were hurrying, too. They finally found Freshman Class One and entered the classroom just before the bell rang.

The classroom was huge. A rough estimate put the number of students at over a hundred. With ten classes in all, that meant there were nearly a thousand freshmen—a staggering number. After all, each new class was made up almost entirely of the most talented Soul Masters from the Three Great Empires. By the age of twelve, they had Soul Power levels above fifteen, and their futures were bound to be exceptional.

Chu Feng also spotted Huo Yuhao. He hadn't expected that guy not to ask for leave, but it suited Huo Gua's hardheaded personality.

Huo Yuhao had seen Chu Feng too, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Chu Feng, Wang Dong, over here!"

When Xiao Xiao saw the two arrive at the last minute, she anxiously waved them over.

There were two empty seats beside her. Xiao Xiao had clearly saved them for Chu Feng and Wang Dong. Fortunately, Xiao Xiao was sweet and cute, and there were more seats in the classroom than students, so the other students had been happy to oblige.

Chu Feng sat beside Xiao Xiao, and Wang Dong sat to Xiao Xiao's right. Everyone else looked envious.

The boys envied Chu Feng and Wang Dong for knowing such a cute girl. The girls envied Xiao Xiao for somehow winning over the two most handsome boys in the class all at once. What kind of innocent little girl was this, to be so bold?

Of course, many of the new students had arrived early and already knew Chu Feng and Wang Dong. After all, their fight that day had stirred up nearly the entire freshman dormitory building. Even the upper-year students had heard about it.

Just then,

someone entered the classroom. It was an elderly woman, with wrinkled skin and white hair coiled atop her head. She wore a white robe, and her sharp, gleaming eyes gave her a rather imposing air.

The elderly woman walked up to the podium and swept her gaze over the students below. Everyone she looked at felt an invisible pressure, and their expressions changed.

Chu Feng felt it too, but Zhou Yi was only a six-ring trash Soul Emperor. That little bit of pressure barely affected him.

Seeing how her presence had cowed everyone, Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction and slowly began to speak. "My name is Zhou Yi, and I'm your homeroom teacher. I don't know how many of you will make it through the next year with me. But I'll tell you this: in my class, no trash will pass the assessments. I'm here to raise monsters, not idiots."

As Zhou Yi's words fell, many students' expressions changed. Some even looked furious.

What the hell was this old woman talking about?

Everyone who got into Shrek was a genius, one of the best among their peers. They were all destined to become at least Soul Emperors in the future, yet she was calling them idiots. Who could put up with that?

But under Zhou Yi's pressure, most swallowed their anger.

Before anyone else could react, Zhou Yi spoke again. "Those of you who've gotten into fights since enrollment, stand up."

At her words, most of the students looked toward Chu Feng and Wang Dong.

Chu Feng had known Zhou Yi would pull this stunt, so he stood up at once, completely at ease, looking a little nonchalant.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were silent for a second before standing up too. Though they'd been the ones beaten up, it still counted as having fought. The two felt uneasy, wondering whether this teacher would punish them.

"Hmph, a bunch of good-for-nothings. Only three of you have gotten into a fight!"

"Don't you know the saying, 'Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities'?"

Seeing that there were only three, Zhou Yi gave a cold snort.

Chu Feng agreed with that wholeheartedly. If he didn't dare show off, he really would be a mediocrity. He could only take off by showing off as much as possible.

The others had been cursed out of nowhere by Zhou Yi and were dumbfounded again. They grew even more dissatisfied with their new homeroom teacher.

"You three. Who did you fight?"

Zhou Yi looked at the three of them and asked casually.

"I beat up those two," Chu Feng said offhandedly, as if stating something perfectly ordinary.

Zhou Yi: ?

[You shocked Zhou Yi and received "Super-God Level Soul Tool Crafting Inheritance ×1"]

Chu Feng: ?

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