Sun Moon Continent, Mingdu.
Today was the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy's annual enrollment day.
Huo Yuhao stood at the end of the long registration line, slowly moving forward with the crowd.
The new students who had come to enroll alongside him were of varying ages, from eleven or twelve down to six or seven.
Naturally, there were requirements for becoming a student at the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, but they weren't demanding, much less outrageous like those of Shrek Academy.
To enroll, a student needed only to have reached Soul Power Level 10 or above, possess a Soul Ring, and be no older than twelve.
The Sun Moon Imperial Academy didn't rigidly assign students to grades the way other academies did, requiring them to advance one year at a time.
Once a student reached the level of a Level 1 Soul Engineer, they could enter the second year, no matter how young they were.
And so on. Here, only talent and strength mattered.
When Huo Yuhao reached the registration desk, the teacher in charge didn't even look up.
"Name?"
"Huo Yuhao."
"Age?"
"Twelve."
Twelve—right on the school's enrollment cutoff.
After some thought, Huo Yuhao had decided to lie about his age.
If he'd stayed in the Dou-II world all this time, Huo Yuhao would indeed have been twelve or thirteen by now.
If Huo Yuhao wanted to enter Mingde Hall later and conduct in-depth research on Soul Tools, his identity would inevitably be investigated.
In a sense, what Huo Yuhao said was still the truth.
"Martial Soul?"
"Eyes."
Eyes?
A Body Martial Soul?
Could he be from the Body Sect?
The teacher raised his head and studied the boy before him.
He was tall and slender, with a well-proportioned build, handsome features, and skin as fair