Qin Xuan's Plans: Break Through to Soul Sect Within Six Years

The silver-armored knight guarding the entrance saw the child before him dressed in black brocade, looking poised and imposing, and adopted a respectful tone:

"May I ask if you are here to enroll, and what is your name?"

"Qin Xuan."

Upon hearing this thunderous name, the silver-armored knight hurriedly knelt on one knee to salute: "This subordinate pays respects to Young Master Qin!"

"I was blind and failed to recognize the Young Master's identity earlier; I beg for your forgiveness!"

His voice was loud, immediately drawing the gazes of passing students.

"No need for such formalities!" Qin Xuan said, his tone indifferent:

"This Young Master intends to stay at Spirit Hall Primary Academy for six years."

"During this time, I will focus primarily on cultivation. Do not make a fuss about my identity, understand?"

"As you command!" The silver-armored knight rose to respond, then continued:

"The Cardinal has already made arrangements with the academy."

"Young Master Qin can head directly to the Elite Class in the teaching building to report."

Qin Xuan gave a soft "Mn" in response, then walked toward the teaching building without another word.

Watching the black-clad figure gradually recede, a look of admiration appeared in the silver-armored knight's eyes.

The person currently making the biggest waves in Spirit Hall was none other than this newly accepted personal disciple of the Pope.

Rumor had it that the Pope had even entrusted the 'Pope Order' to Qin Xuan, which was enough to demonstrate her trust in this child.

Now that he had finally seen him, Qin Xuan truly appeared extraordinary and refined, possessing both talent and looks!

Along the way to the classroom, many beautiful students cast flirtatious glances at Qin Xuan, but he selectively ignored them all.

Following the stairs to the third floor.

He saw a rustic double door crafted from solid wood that was very conspicuous.

Above the door frame, a plaque clearly read 'Elite Class'.

"Interesting!" Qin Xuan crossed his arms over his chest, not in a hurry to enter.

On the way to the Star Dou Great Forest previously, Yue Guan had chatted with him quite a bit about Spirit Hall Primary Academy.

As the most prosperous academy on the entire continent.

Spirit Hall Primary Academy occupied a vast area with numerous buildings, mostly constructed from precious granite, divided into teaching areas, living quarters, spirit fighting arenas, and simulated cultivation grounds, among others.

Hu Liena and the others were all geniuses who had stood out from Spirit Hall Primary Academy.

After Qin Xuan swept the area with his spiritual power, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

This Spirit Hall Primary Academy is countless times larger than that Nuoding Academy!

Putting away his thoughts, he pushed open the classroom door.

Looking around, the entire class, including himself, had a mere fifteen people!

As a result, this classroom, which was about five hundred square meters, appeared exceptionally empty.

Each desk had the corresponding student's name on it.

Now, only the seat in the middle of the front row remained.

Without a doubt, this seat belonged to Qin Xuan.

He ignored the gazes cast from around him, simply sitting in his chair at a leisurely pace and closing his eyes to rest.

Today was the first day of reporting, so Qin Xuan still had to make an appearance in the classroom.

The moment Qin Xuan sat in the chair, the previously somewhat noisy classroom suddenly fell silent.

Which of the students in the Elite Class wasn't gifted with extraordinary talent or from a high-ranking background?

But compared to the person before them, they were still far too inferior.

Innate full spirit power at level twenty, a god-level spirit, the Pope's personal disciple, the youngest recipient of the Pope Order—any one of these halos alone would be enough to crush them!

The atmosphere in the room was heavy; a few timid members didn't even dare to breathe loudly, fearing they might anger Qin Xuan.

In fact, this academy also had levels for its classrooms.

From top to bottom, they were the Elite Class, the Key Class, and the Ordinary Class.

The Elite Class consisted of children with innate spirit power of level seven or higher.

These students had boundless futures; as long as they cultivated diligently, breaking through to the Spirit Douluo realm in the future shouldn't be difficult.

Looking at the entire continent, those with level seven innate spirit power were extremely rare existences.

That was why the Elite Class only had fifteen students.

These children could enjoy the top-tier resources of Spirit Hall Primary Academy.

Below them was the Key Class, where students all had innate spirit power between level four and level six; they were the future backbone of Spirit Hall's combat strength.

As for the Ordinary Class, they were all students with innate spirit power below level four; most of these people had average talent and a very low ceiling.

The atmosphere in the classroom was awkwardly quiet.

It was obvious that the students were wary of this young master's status, and Qin Xuan was well aware of it.

My purpose in coming to the primary academy is to make friends with exceptional talent.

But now, because of my status, there is a barrier between me and the other students. This won't do!

If not to make new friends, why would I have come to a primary academy?

Thinking this, Qin Xuan opened his purple eyes, stood up, and spoke loudly to the crowd:

"I presume everyone knows my identity, so I won't bother with further introductions."

"In the academy, we are all friends. There is no need to be so restrained; just relax."

"After all, this young master is not some old demon who kills people at the drop of a hat."

Once he finished speaking, the students giggled, and the atmosphere in the room lightened considerably.

A girl sitting in the third row laughed the loudest.

"Hahaha, Young Master Qin is truly interesting."

Looking in the direction of the voice, Qin Xuan exclaimed in surprise: "It's you?"

The smiling girl wore her hair in a bun; she was above-average in appearance, straightforward in personality, and possessed a poised temperament, making no effort to hide her emotions.

Not far beside her sat a girl with silver hair draped over her shoulders, looking incredibly cold and detached.

This girl's face was as frosty as ice, her pupils were azure, and her skin was nearly as fair as Qian Renxue's.

They were the girls Qin Xuan had met once before at the Spirit Hall plaza.

Although neither had spoken at the time, it was clear from their eyes that they both held a keen interest in one another.

The girl with the bun hurriedly introduced herself:

"Young Master Qin, my name is Xia Hui, and I am the daughter of Purple Heaven Sect Master Xia Lei."

She then linked arms with the silver-haired girl and continued:

"This is my good friend, Song Qingling."

"Greetings, Young Master Qin," Song Qingling said with a faint nod.

Qin Xuan looked the two girls over and nodded with satisfaction:

"Aside from myself, you two are the most talented students in this classroom. I enjoy gathering men of talent, so at lunchtime, I look forward to having a good chat with you both."

"To be appreciated by Young Master Qin is our honor!" Xia Hui was overjoyed and quite excited.

As a little princess of a second-rate sect, wouldn't there be many benefits if she could cling to Qin Xuan's thigh?

At this moment, a female teacher in professional attire walked in.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan returned to his seat.

Since she was the homeroom teacher, he still had to show some respect.

The female teacher bowed respectfully to Qin Xuan to show her gratitude, and then began the lecture.

After listening for half an hour, Qin Xuan felt bored, as it was all basic knowledge about spirits. He looked at the blackboard and thought to himself:

It seems there is no need to attend classes in the future.

As long as I focus on cultivation, six years is enough for me to break through to the Spirit Ancestor realm.

The Nine Nether Evil God Tiger still has the residual energy of two thousand-year spirit beasts within it. After lunch, I must find a quiet place to refine it!