Enrollment

When the student handing over the crystal ball cried out in shock, Lin Yan, already the center of attention, became the focus of the entire crowd. Every gaze locked firmly onto him.

Lin Yan swept his eyes over the slightly stunned faces before him, then smiled at the female teacher. "Teacher, I passed the test, right?"

Hearing Lin Yan's words, the female teacher came back to her senses. She rolled her eyes at him and teased, "If a Soul Elder like you doesn't pass, then hardly anyone would."

"This is your admission certificate. Keep it safe and don't lose it."

As they spoke, the efficient female teacher swiftly processed his enrollment information and handed the certificate to Lin Yan.

Then the decisive teacher waved her hand again. "All right, hurry inside and register. If you stand here any longer, you'll block the city gate."

Hearing that, Lin Yan glanced at the crowd still squeezing toward this side. He smiled, thanked her, and turned to walk into the academy.

Although Lin Yan had left, the discussions about him at the city gate showed no sign of stopping. Before long, news about him would surely spread.

Lin Yan did not care about any of that. Or rather, he had never intended to keep a low profile when enrolling at Shrek Academy.

After all, if you wanted to attract investment, you first had to show your worth.

That was right. Lin Yan's primary purpose in enrolling at Shrek was to seek investment and find sponsors.

At the end of the day, the Lin Family was merely a viscount's household. Its foundations were limited, and after so many years of expenditure, it could barely provide him with any support.

Even the reason it had managed to sustain nearly six years of his cultivation was that the entire family's resources had been poured into him without restraint.

The Lin Family's main branch had few members. After his parents died, Lin Yan had no brothers or sisters, making him the undisputed heir of the Lin Family.

Furthermore, Uncle Lin, currently the Lin Family's strongest expert, fully supported him and devoted himself to assisting him. Thus, even if some members of the branch families harbored minor schemes, they did not dare stir up trouble.

Ever since Lin Yan had broken free from the mystery of the womb and successfully awakened his martial soul, he had not only inherited the Lin Family's legacy martial soul—Flame—but had also gradually displayed maturity and intelligence far beyond ordinary people.

This put Uncle Lin increasingly at ease, and he gradually handed over all the household's resources for Lin Yan to manage.

It was precisely because of this that he had been able to cultivate according to his plans without a hitch and reach his current level.

With resources in hand, Lin Yan, who understood deeply that strength reigned supreme, naturally spared no effort in his cultivation.

After awakening his martial soul, he immediately sent people to travel through major auction houses across the continent, spending heavily to acquire three Mystic Water Pills.

Those three Mystic Water Pills lived up to expectations. They cleansed his body, improved his aptitude, and allowed him to break through from innate Rank Five Soul Power to become a Soul Master in just one year.

However, after obtaining his first soul skill, his consumption of resources began to skyrocket. The reason was that his first soul skill—Burning Art—could devour exotic flames and beast flames to evolve his martial soul.

But exotic flames were difficult to find, so he could only shift his target to the comparatively easier-to-obtain beast flames.

To extract the origin beast flame from a soul beast that possessed one, the soul beast's body and soul had to be refined together.

In order to save time, improve efficiency, and avoid delaying his own cultivation progress, Lin Yan could only spend vast amounts of Gold Soul Coins to send people into the Star Dou Great Forest to continuously capture living soul beasts for him.

Coupled with the various precious medicines and resources he had consumed to temper his body over the past six years, the expenses had accumulated day after day. In short, the Lin Family was broke!

Therefore, so as not to delay his cultivation, he could only come out and "sell himself" to attract investment.

After weighing everything, although Shrek Academy had all sorts of problems, it was still the best choice for Lin Yan at present.

And so, on this special day, the loyal Shrek Academy welcomed its future great master!

As for Shrek Academy failing to value him?

What a joke!

Unless every one of Shrek's higher-ups was an undercover agent of the Holy Spirit Cult, if someone with his talent and clean background still failed to receive attention, then it could only mean those Shrek elders were wearing hats on dung buckets—full of shit and no brains!

Afterward, Lin Yan smoothly completed the registration process. He received two sets of new student uniforms and a white freshman badge, while also learning his dormitory number and assigned class.

Class One, Zhou Yi?!

Interesting. He had registered so late that he had expected to be assigned to another class. He had not expected it to be Class One!

But it did not matter. Was there any need for him to avoid a mere Zhou Yi?

Besides, on second thought, this might not be an opportunity.

It was time to give these Douluo natives a little otherworldly demon-style shock!

Lin Yan passed through the corridor between the white freshman teaching building and the yellow buildings for second- and third-year students, quickly arriving before the Outer Courtyard dormitory building.

This dormitory building covered an enormous area and stood six stories high. Though it was a single building, it was divided into white, yellow, purple, and black sections, clearly representing the areas where students of different grades lived.

When Lin Yan reached the entrance of the white freshman dormitory, he saw an extremely elderly man sitting there.

The old man wore gray cloth robes. The wrinkles on his face were deep as ravines and densely packed. His eyes were cloudy and yellow, his eyelids half-lowered, and he looked as though he were in the twilight of his life.

Sunlight filtering between the buildings happened to fall over him. He reclined halfway on a lounge chair, appearing thoroughly relaxed and comfortable.

Looking at the old man before him, Lin Yan could not help feeling that fantasy had become reality. This man should be one of Shrek Academy's famous sights—the old man before the dormitory building, Mu En.

Although he knew the old man's identity, Lin Yan did not make much small talk. After giving a simple greeting, he walked straight into the dormitory building.

Yet just after Lin Yan entered, a sliver opened in Mu En's cloudy eyes. His gaze followed the direction in which Lin Yan had departed as he muttered softly.

"Thirty-second-rank Soul Power. What a scorching, tyrannical aura! I wonder whether he has reached that realm?"

The first-year dormitories were on the first floor. Following the room numbers, Lin Yan quickly found his own dormitory.

The building was a typical corridor-style dormitory. Rooms lined both sides of the long hallway, with number plates on their doors. The facilities inside were extremely old, clearly having been used for many years. At either end of the hallway stood a communal restroom.

Lin Yan used his key to unlock Room 120. Before him was a cramped room of only around ten square meters.

Two single beds occupied most of the room. Aside from them, there was only one table and two metal wardrobes. A solitary light bulb hung from the ceiling, and dust covered every corner of the dormitory, clearly untouched for a long time.

"Huh, wasn't this dormitory assigned to someone this morning? Why does it look like he's never been here?"

Just as Lin Yan was feeling surprised, two teenagers suddenly emerged from the neighboring Room 119—one fat and one thin, both sporting exaggerated punk hairstyles.

The pair walked directly to the entrance of Lin Yan's dormitory. The thin youth, skinny as a bamboo pole, spoke first in a casual tone. "Brother, you're my other roommate, right?"

Lin Yan looked over the distinctive fat-and-thin pair, then at their non-mainstream punk hairstyles, and replied with interest, "Yes."

Then Little Fatty stepped closer and asked bluntly, "Brother, what does your family do?"

Lin Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, his tone calm. "What, do you need something?"