The Master's Judgment: A Useless Spirit!

After washing up, Lin Ye walked out of Dorm Seven and saw Xiao Wu standing right at the dormitory entrance.

"Sister Xiao Wu, why aren't you heading to the classroom?"

Lin Ye was puzzled, and when he turned his head, he didn't see Tang San either.

The male and female leads being separated—this was a rather strange development.

"I haven't had breakfast yet."

Xiao Wu lowered her head, looking a bit embarrassed.

She was truly too poor; she didn't have a single cent to her name.

It had already been difficult enough for her to make it into Notting Academy.

Unfortunately, even getting a meal had now become a problem.

As for the work-study program, it wasn't like she could get paid that quickly.

"I'll treat you, Sister Xiao Wu."

Lin Ye said with a serious expression; he was well aware of Xiao Wu's poverty.

Even after she received the subsidy from Spirit Hall later on, it would still be a case of making ends meet.

"Th-that, how could I be so bold? Let's go then."

Xiao Wu immediately lifted her head, her smile bright and radiant.

Having someone treat her to a meal was truly blissful!

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We're roommates, helping each other out is only right."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu sighed inwardly.

Perhaps she had truly misunderstood him yesterday.

He was actually a very upright person!

[It's over, it's over. I won't be targeted by him in the future, will I?]

[I almost forgot that the Hooligan Rabbit doesn't know the meaning of embarrassment.]

[My mouth, why is it so cheap? Why am I pretending to be a saint?]

Xiao Wu: "..."

She hadn't misjudged him; this guy was just a hypocrite!

But for the sake of the free meal, she would forgive him this time.

The two arrived at the cafeteria and ordered some food.

After finishing breakfast, they headed toward the classroom.

At the junior spirit master academy, most courses were completed within the classroom.

Outdoor courses mostly consisted of sparring sessions.

Or perhaps teachers conducting physical training, combat techniques, and the like.

Relatively speaking, the probability of close-quarters combat for spirit masters was quite high.

As for theoretical knowledge, Lin Ye had actually learned quite a bit back in Heavenly Sword Village.

The children of Heavenly Sword Village began learning spirit master theory from the age of three.

In the village chief's words, laying a solid foundation for the children would allow them to grow better in the future.

Thus, over the past three years, Lin Ye had learned a great deal of theory.

Coupled with being a transmigrator, many theoretical concepts were already etched in his mind.

In the seat by the window at the very back of the classroom, Lin Ye sat up straight.

His eyes, however, drifted toward the scenery outside the window.

The teacher on the podium spoke with great emotion, and the students below listened very attentively.

It felt quite peaceful, as if time had stood still.

Xiao Wu sat in the seat next to Lin Ye, already nodding off.

The teacher's voice sounded like a hypnotic spell, making her eyelids fight a losing battle.

"Lin Ye, are... are you not listening to the lecture?"

Even while struggling with sleepiness, Xiao Wu forced her eyes open.

She ended up discovering that Lin Ye had been staring out the window the entire time.

"I'm listening, what's wrong?"

"Are you sure? I see your eyes fixed outside. What are you looking at so intently?"

Xiao Wu was very curious and craned her neck to look outside.

"Xiao Wu, you come up and answer this question."

Hardly two seconds had passed before the teacher at the podium called out.

Xiao Wu's expression stiffened as she slowly stood up.

"Question: what is the strongest tool spirit?"

"The... the strongest tool spirit?"

Xiao Wu was completely bewildered, having no idea what was going on.

"Clear Sky Hammer."

Lin Ye whispered the answer, and Xiao Wu hurriedly repeated, "Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Very good, the answer is correct. Sit down."

"Also, stop whispering and distracting other students. Learn properly from your deskmate Lin Ye and pay closer attention in class!"

The teacher was fairly satisfied but still offered a reprimand.

"Yes, teacher."

Xiao Wu felt awkward as she sat back down.

"Were you actually listening to the lecture? Is that why you knew the answer?"

"Of course. A student should act like a student; listening attentively is a responsible attitude!"

Lin Ye spoke with righteous indignation, though he was complaining internally.

[No way? She doesn't even know such a simple question?]

[Back in Heavenly Sword Village, even a three-year-old knows the answer!]

[As for the theories the teacher is lecturing on, I had already finished learning them all by the time I was three years and one month old!]

Xiao Wu's eyes widened.

He had finished learning these theories by the age of three?

He couldn't be bluffing, could he?

And that Heavenly Sword Village he mentioned—was that his hometown?

It sounded quite interesting.

Lin Ye was truly a strange person; he seemed to know so many things.

He looked serious on the surface, but in reality, he loved to mock people behind their backs.

To put it bluntly, he was a hypocrite.

She was becoming increasingly curious about Lin Ye.

The morning classes ended, and Lin Ye was just preparing to head to the cafeteria for a bite to eat.

But before the teacher could even leave the classroom, someone burst inside.

Yu Xiaogang!

The crowd was somewhat surprised to see Yu Xiaogang.

By now, everyone basically knew that this "Grandmaster" was a freeloader at the academy.

He had been sponging off the school for years, yet he stubbornly refused to teach any students.

He spent his days clutching those so-called theories of his, looking down on this person and that.

However, everyone now knew that he had taken on one disciple.

Tang San!

Even so, he still showed no intention of teaching any other students.

So, what was he doing here now?

The teacher's expression turned strange when he saw Yu Xiaogang.

Ultimately, he said nothing and quickly departed.

Yu Xiaogang walked up to the podium, scanned the room, and fixed his gaze on Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, according to your Spirit Hall spirit master certificate, you also possess innate full spirit power?"

Could he be here to take on an apprentice?

Lin Ye was somewhat surprised.

In the original story, Yu Xiaogang never took Xiao Wu as his disciple.

Actually, that was quite strange.

But on second thought, perhaps it was because of her Soft Bone Rabbit spirit.

In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, that was a beast spirit with a low growth ceiling.

Therefore, he had no intention of cultivating her.

Then what about his own?

"I have innate full spirit power, so what?"

Xiao Wu was very confused; she truly did not know this person.

[He's probably here to take on an apprentice. Seeing your innate full spirit power, he thinks you're worth cultivating.]

[However, Yu Xiaogang looks down on the Soft Bone Rabbit spirit, so it's highly likely he's just asking out of habit.]

Hearing Lin Ye's inner voice, Xiao Wu was startled.

Take an apprentice?

Does she, Sister Xiao Wu, need to take on a master?

What a joke!

"Grandmaster, what do you think of my Sword Grass spirit?"

Lin Ye was a bit curious; the Sword Grass spirit was appearing on this Douluo Continent for the first time.

So, what kind of evaluation would Yu Xiaogang give?

Yu Xiaogang glanced at Lin Ye, then withdrew his gaze.

"I've never heard of a Sword Grass spirit before, but that thing belongs to the plant-type spirits."

"Judging by your spirit, it belongs to the category of trash spirits."

Trash spirit?

As soon as this evaluation came out, everyone was stunned.

A trash spirit meant there was no chance of becoming a spirit master in the future.

Even if one could become a spirit master, reaching level ten or twenty would likely be the limit.

Lin Ye's mouth twitched; he was now certain.

Aside from the information he plagiarized, Yu Xiaogang's research on spirits was truly mediocre!

[This old scumbag really is ignorant!]

[My spirit is the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, a true god-level spirit!]

[In your mouth, it becomes a trash spirit? As expected, plagiarized knowledge never truly belongs to you; you have no insight at all.]

Listening to Lin Ye's complaints, Xiao Wu was secretly surprised.

God-level spirit?

Could it be that the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass spirit is even above the Clear Sky Hammer?

After all, they both belong to tool spirits!