Duan Fan opened the door.
A female teacher in her early thirties stood outside. She was rather pretty, with a pink mole between her brows, and wore an elegant blue robe.
She held more than ten books in both hands, with a school uniform and student ID card on top.
"Hello, Duan Fan. I'm your teacher, Li Ruolan. We met yesterday. Do you remember me?"
As she greeted him, Li Ruolan carried the books inside and set them on the desk.
The moment he saw Li Ruolan, Duan Fan remembered her. She was the teacher who had shown him and his uncle the way to the registration office yesterday. The pink mole between her brows had made quite an impression.
"Hello, Teacher Li!"
Duan Fan greeted her politely. "Thank you so much for yesterday. If you hadn't shown us the way, my uncle and I would've spent ages looking for the registration office."
"You remember me?"
Li Ruolan smiled faintly, then pointed to the things she had brought. "Here are your school uniform, student ID card, and books."
"You just got up, didn't you?"
"Go wash up first, then put on your uniform and take your student ID. I'll take you to breakfast, and then we'll head to the classroom."
After explaining everything, Li Ruolan headed for the door. As she left, she added warmly, "There's no need to hurry. It's fine if we're a little late. I'll wait outside."
Duan Fan glanced at the stack of books on the desk. Every one of them was thick. Then his gaze fell on the uniform and student ID.
The uniform was gray, with the Spirit Hall insignia on it.
The student ID was a white metal card about the size of a playing card, a little thicker than a coin. He didn't know what it was made of. It felt cool to the touch and weighed almost nothing in his hand.
It bore the Spirit Hall insignia too. On the other side, Duan Fan's information was engraved.
Duan Fan, Spirit Hall Academy Junior Class Ten.
After a quick glance, Duan Fan went to wash up.
A few minutes later.
Duan Fan came out of the dormitory wearing his uniform and carrying his student ID.
Li Ruolan took a look and smiled. "Looks good. Let's head to the cafeteria."
On the way to the cafeteria, Li Ruolan explained the schedule for Spirit Hall Academy Junior Class Ten.
"One theory class and one practical class each day. The rest of the time is for cultivation."
"Your martial soul is a writing brush, which is rather uncommon. I've already submitted an application to the teacher in charge of the Mimicry Cultivation Area. If all goes well, you should be able to cultivate there after your practical class today."
Duan Fan was amazed to hear that. He hadn't expected Spirit Hall Academy to go to such lengths.
It was one thing for them to have a Mimicry Cultivation Area, but they could even customize it right away.
The academy's resources were absurdly impressive.
It was a good thing he hadn't chosen Notting City Elementary Spirit Master Academy back then.
The difference was plain as day.
Even certain Advanced Class academies that only accepted prodigies couldn't hold a candle to it.
After breakfast, Duan Fan followed Li Ruolan to the teaching building.
More precisely, it was the Spirit Hall Academy Elementary Teaching Building.
Spirit Hall Academy had three teaching building areas: the elementary, intermediate, and advanced classes.
The academy itself had been built up the mountainside, tier upon tier, and the three teaching areas were arranged the same way.
The elementary building was at the very bottom, while the advanced building stood at the top, closest to the Pope Palace.
On the way from the cafeteria to the teaching building, Duan Fan learned all this from Li Ruolan.
He also learned how students advanced between classes. To move from the elementary to the intermediate class, students had to reach two rings before turning twelve. To move from the intermediate to the advanced class, they had to reach three rings before turning fifteen.
The elementary teaching area had three buildings, each three stories tall.
Duan Fan's Junior Class Ten was in the building on the far left, in the first classroom on the ground floor.
By the time Duan Fan followed Li Ruolan into the classroom, eleven students were already there.
The oldest was no more than ten, and the youngest was about six, roughly Duan Fan's age.
Before Li Ruolan entered, they had been playing and making a racket. Their noise could be heard from far away.
But the moment Li Ruolan stepped into the classroom, every student fell silent and sat up straight.
Li Ruolan led Duan Fan to the front and introduced him with a smile. "This is the newest student in Junior Class Ten. His name is Duan Fan. His martial soul is a writing brush, he has Innate Full Soul Power, and his current Soul Power Level is fourteen."
The students let out a chorus of "Wow!" and all stole glances, more or less, at a girl sitting by the window.
After introducing Duan Fan, Li Ruolan pointed to the empty seat beside the girl. "Duan Fan, you can sit there."
Duan Fan walked over and sat beside the girl.
She was extremely pretty and seemed to be around six years old. Her features were exquisitely delicate, and her skin was so pale it was almost translucent.
When Duan Fan sat down, the girl didn't even lift her eyelids. Her expression was icy, tinged with arrogance, as though she couldn't be bothered to look at him.
Duan Fan found it amusing. What could a little kid possibly have so much attitude about?
"All right, let's begin today's theory class!"
Once Duan Fan was seated, Li Ruolan began the lesson.
The theory class covered knowledge about Soul Masters and Soul Beasts, all of it basic and presented in scattered bits.
So even though Duan Fan had only enrolled yesterday and was attending class for the first time today, he wasn't at a disadvantage.
Besides, Li Ruolan explained things in simple, easy-to-understand terms, and he still managed to learn quite a bit.
The theory class lasted about thirty minutes. After Li Ruolan finished explaining one common Soul Beast, the lesson ended.
"All right, that's the end of today's theory class. Next, we're going to the Soul Fighting Arena for practical training."
As soon as Li Ruolan finished speaking, many of the students cried out excitedly.
Clearly, they preferred lessons at the Soul Fighting Arena to sitting in a classroom.
"Everyone, follow me."
Li Ruolan turned and walked out of the classroom.
The students got up and followed her. Duan Fan went with them, of course.
Duan Fan's deskmate, the icy girl, was the last to leave the classroom.
Under Li Ruolan's guidance, the twelve students of Junior Class Ten soon arrived at Spirit Hall Academy's Soul Fighting Arena.
The arena was a huge oval-shaped building, gray from top to bottom.
Inside were many fighting grounds, each known as a Soul Fighting Platform.
Li Ruolan led all the students onto one of the platforms.
"Same as usual, pair up. Today, Wen Xiyue will be with Duan Fan."
"Since Duan Fan is new, let him and Wen Xiyue go first and demonstrate a practical match."
The other students stepped back.
Only Duan Fan and Wen Xiyue remained on the platform.
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