Qian Renxue's Recruitment Plan, Yu Xiaogang Insists on Going to Imperial Heaven Academy

Thinking of Bibi Dong, a trace of hatred flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes.

Since that woman missed her chance, this is a gift from heaven to me, Qian Renxue!

She rose to her feet and paced back and forth across the room.

Her mind raced as she began analyzing Lin Chuan's personality.

According to the intelligence, although Lin Chuan appears arrogant, he isn't someone without desires.

Record One: A Gambling Habit.

During his time at the Great Soul Arena, Lin Chuan had participated in gambling matches many times.

The stakes had been enormous, and he had won every bet. He clearly had a strong interest in Gold Soul Coins.

Record Two: Buying a Position.

Lin Chuan had not entered Shrek through the proper examination.

Instead, he had spent a fortune to become an honorary shareholder and teaching assistant of Shrek Academy.

"Heh heh, so that's how it is."

Qian Renxue laughed confidently, as though she had already seized Lin Chuan's weak point.

"He likes money? He likes status and power? That makes things easy."

"As long as he has desires, he has weaknesses."

"As long as he has weaknesses, he can be controlled."

She turned around and looked at the night scenery of Heaven Dou City outside the window, her eyes filled with the domineering confidence of someone who controlled everything.

"What Bibi Dong can give, I can give too. What Bibi Dong can't give, I can give even more!"

"Money? My Heaven Dou Royal Family is rich beyond measure, and the national treasury is full. I'll give you however much you want!"

"Power? What's the point of being a teacher at that shabby academy called Shrek?"

"As long as he is willing to submit, he can become a member of the Royal Academy's board of education, or even the future imperial preceptor!"

Qian Renxue paused, and Lin Chuan's young yet extraordinarily handsome face appeared in her mind.

"If money and power still aren't enough..."

She narrowed her eyes as she thought of a trump card.

"Xue Ke."

Princess Xue Ke was the apple of the Heaven Dou Royal Family's eye.

She had an elegant bearing. Although her looks were not as stunning as Qian Renxue's when dressed as a woman,

she was still an unrivaled beauty among ten thousand.

"That Lin Chuan is at the age when his blood runs hot."

"Wealth, power, and beauty—three-pronged approach."

"Lin Chuan, let's see how you refuse me now."

At the thought, Qian Renxue's mood immediately improved.

She was not worried that Lin Chuan would keep refusing.

In her eyes, Lin Chuan's previous aloofness was nothing more than a tactic to drive up his price.

As long as the offer was high enough, even a god would be tempted, let alone a person.

At the same time, at the hotel where the Shrek group was staying.

Lin Chuan lay on the comfortable bed.

He gazed at the moonlight outside the window.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He had rejected her so ostentatiously for a reason.

"Qian Renxue is an extremely proud person."

"If I act like a bootlicker, she'll only look down on me and treat me like a tool."

"Only by acting elusive, showing both strength and personality while giving her hope of recruiting me..."

"will she truly be willing to pay a heavy price to win me over."

He knew very well that Qian Renxue urgently needed talent to consolidate her position as Crown Prince.

Moreover, Qian Renxue had a dual identity—the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou and the young mistress of Spirit Hall.

"That way, as long as she wants to recruit me, who in Heaven Dou City could still make a move against me?"

"Next..."

"I'll just wait for Your Highness the Crown Prince to bring her sugar-coated cannonballs and obediently come knocking."

Lin Chuan turned over and fell asleep.

After several consecutive days of high-intensity soul battles, combined with the excitement of defeating the Imperial Fighting Team,

the Little Monsters had long since fallen into a deep sleep.

The sound of snores even rose and fell from Dai Mubai and Oscar's room.

Only the lights in Tang San's room remained lit.

He sat cross-legged on the bed as the Mysterious Heaven Skill circulated again and again.

He did not dare slack off in the slightest.

The scene in the lounge that day kept replaying in Tang San's mind.

Brother Lin Chuan had not even used Martial Soul Possession.

Relying solely on mental pressure,

he had defeated the entire Imperial Fighting Team in three seconds!

That kind of power was unfathomably deep.

Tang San clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fervor.

"My current strength is like that of a baby just learning to walk in front of Big Brother."

"No, I can't rest. I have to catch up as soon as possible!"

In another room.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his face filled with indignation and confusion.

Flender sat in a chair nearby, his expression somewhat conflicted.

"Xiao Gang, although that kid Lin Chuan was a little harsh, he's always been very accurate when judging people and situations."

Flender hesitated.

"He said we mustn't go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. What if..."

"Absurd!"

Yu Xiaogang spun around abruptly.

His stiff face was full of conceit and stubbornness.

"Flender, you're an old hand yourself. How could you be frightened by a few alarmist remarks from some wet-behind-the-ears brat?"

"What kind of place is Heaven Dou Royal Academy? It's the number one academy in the empire!"

"What do they lack most? True geniuses!"

"The Little Monsters just defeated their Imperial Fighting Team!"

"We're bringing a team of geniuses like this to join them. They won't even have time to welcome us, so how could they possibly refuse?"

"Besides, Qin Ming is there to vouch for us."

Flender was rendered speechless by the retort and sighed.

"All right, all right. For the children's Mimicry Cultivation Environment, we'll go and give it a try."

"If it's really as you say, then everyone will be happy."

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.

A trace of disdain flashed through his eyes.

Lin Chuan, just wait and see.

In this Soul Master World, aside from strength, connections and theory are equally important.

You will be ashamed of your shortsightedness.

The next day.

The Shrek group made ready to depart.

Ning Rongrong was still excitedly describing to Zhu Zhuqing how beautiful the scenery at Heaven Dou Royal Academy was.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun, meanwhile, were dreaming about the high-level cafeteria there.

After all, the food at Shrek was far too poor!

However, once everyone had assembled,

they discovered that the most central figure of all—Lin Chuan—was the only one missing.

"Where's Big Brother?"

Tang San looked around in confusion.

Just as he was speaking, Lin Chuan leisurely came down the stairs.

He had changed into casual clothes and looked as though he was going shopping.

He glanced at the excited crowd.

A playful smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Looks like you've still decided to ram your heads against the southern wall."

Flender awkwardly scratched his head.

"Lin Chuan, since we're already here, we should at least go take a look."

"Go on, then."

Lin Chuan waved his hand, showing no intention of stopping them.

"You can't talk people into learning a lesson."

"They have to put their own faces forward and let someone slap them before they'll remember."

"Big Brother, aren't you coming?" Tang San grew anxious.

Before Lin Chuan could say anything,

Yu Xiaogang cut in from the side with a strange, sarcastic tone.

"Xiao San, don't mind him."

"Teacher Lin isn't going because he must have something more important to do."

"For example, he might be going to frolic in one of Heaven Dou City's pleasure quarters, or find somewhere else to enjoy himself."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing frowned. How could Teacher Lin possibly be that kind of person?

Lin Chuan smiled.

When Yu Xiaogang saw that Lin Chuan said nothing, he couldn't help feeling as though he had punched a cotton ball.

"Hmph, he has nothing but talent, yet spends all day idling around and wasting his time."

"With that kind of mentality, he'll never amount to anything."

Hearing this, Lin Chuan not only failed to get angry, but looked as though he had heard some kind of joke.

What was he going to do?

Rather than go to the academy and listen to a bunch of old men bicker,

he might as well go win over the future heir of Poison Douluo.

Winning over Dugu Yan was equivalent to winning over Dugu Bo.

That was equivalent to securing a super powerhouse and a whole pile of immortal herbs.

And they called that wasting his time?

That was called strategic planning!

"Grandmaster, your lesson is well taken."

Lin Chuan could not be bothered to explain.

Slapping Grandmaster in the face was one of the joys of his life.

The more conceited Grandmaster was now, the uglier his expression would probably become later.