Wu Changkong's Operation to Snatch Someone

Just then, a cold, clear voice rang out.

"If you possessed a second soul ring, and both were century-level soul rings, you might not have lost."

The voice was cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotional color, yet it carried an unquestionable certainty.

Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound.

The person who had arrived was none other than the homeroom teacher of Class Five, Wu Changkong.

He had arrived from the Class Five training area at some point, though no one had noticed.

At this moment, he was watching Tang Wulin calmly.

"Teacher Wu, what do you mean by that?"

Ye Yingluo hurriedly spoke up.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

She did not know much about Wu Changkong.

But she knew that he had not come from the high-level division to the primary division due to a lack of ability.

He had been demoted for some reason.

This man appeared icy and aloof, not the type to meddle in others' affairs.

Therefore, his sudden interjection was definitely not just a casual remark.

Wu Changkong ignored her, his gaze remaining fixed on Tang Wulin as he said earnestly, "Twenty thousand years ago, the Clear Sky Hammer was known as the number one tool martial soul in the world."

"But clearly, you are unable to unleash the potential of this martial soul."

"Your strength, your technique, and your combat awareness are all still at a very rudimentary stage."

"Therefore, you need someone who truly understands the Clear Sky Hammer to guide you."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "If you are willing, you can come to Class Five."

"I will do my best to teach you."

"At the same time, I can take you to the Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Platform to evolve your ten-year soul spirit into a century-level soul spirit."

"By then, you will also be a two-ring Great Soul Master possessing two century-level soul rings."

"Your strength will be several times greater than it is now."

He spoke with great sincerity, and his tone was much softer than usual.

He stood there, his stern face bearing a rare expression of gravity.

At this moment, Wu Changkong could no longer care about his reputation as a cold, aloof heartthrob.

There was no helping it; he had been teaching Class Five for a month.

He was thoroughly disappointed in that group of students.

Those thirty-some students had martial souls that were worse than the last, and their cultivation aptitudes were all mediocre.

He had tried every method and every means, from theory to practice, from individual to team...

He had used everything he could.

And the result?

After a month, not one of the thirty-some students in the class had broken through to two rings, nor had any of them shown any promising potential in actual combat.

Trash martial souls were just trash martial souls!

They had absolutely no potential!

Under these circumstances, let alone leading his students to humiliate the academy, he was on the verge of becoming a complete joke himself.

He had previously vowed that he would produce excellent students, but looking at those children in Class Five now...

That statement felt like a resounding slap that could land on his own face at any moment.

Therefore, seeing this situation, Wu Changkong had hurriedly stepped in to poach a student.

This boy named Tang Wulin had twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and a combination of the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass.

Although he only had a ten-year soul ring for now...

His foundation was there.

As long as he received the right guidance and sufficient resources, this child could definitely become a dark horse.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yingluo was instantly enraged.

"How dare you, Wu Changkong!"

"You're actually coming to my Class One to poach students now!"

"What do you think you're doing!"

Her face flushed red with anger.

Class One was her class.

Tang Wulin was her student.

For Wu Changkong to poach her student right in front of her—right in front of the entire class—was simply a blatant disregard for her authority.

In response, Wu Changkong remained calm, his expression indifferent as he spoke.

"Birds choose the best trees to nest in."

"I simply do not wish to see a genius buried by the likes of you."

Ye Yingluo laughed in anger.

It wasn't as if she had been the one to make Tang Wulin choose a ten-year spirit soul.

What did that have to do with her?

Why was he making it sound as if it were all her fault?

Moreover, Wu Changkong's words were high-sounding, as if she had been burying a genius in Class One, while his Class Five was some kind of blessed land.

However, she did not wish to say much more at this moment, turning her gaze instead to Tang Wulin.

"Wulin, what is your decision?"

She asked with forced calm.

But her clenched hands betrayed her nervousness.

She was not without a temper.

But she respected her students' choices.

If Tang Wulin was willing to stay in Class One.

She would do her utmost to teach him well.

If Tang Wulin truly wanted to go to Class Five...

She would not force him to stay.

At this moment, facing the gazes of the two teachers, Tang Wulin felt hesitant.

He looked at Ye Yingluo, then at Wu Changkong.

Ye Yingluo had treated him well, and the atmosphere in Class One was good; although the students weren't exactly close, no one had made things difficult for him.

But Wu Changkong's words had truly moved him.

A hundred-year spirit soul, two rings.

He recalled Han Li's claw from earlier, remembered the pathetic state of having no power to fight back, and remembered the color of that white spirit ring, which had been so glaring under the sunlight.

Finally, a flash of determination crossed Tang Wulin's eyes.

He bowed deeply to Ye Yingluo, his voice soft and sincere.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Ye."

"I want to follow Teacher Wu."

Ye Yingluo sighed softly and stopped trying to persuade him.

Her gaze lingered on Tang Wulin for a few seconds before she looked away, her tone settling into calmness.

"Very well, I will report this matter to the director."

A flicker of approval crossed Wu Changkong's eyes, and he gave a slight nod.

"A wise choice. Follow me."

He turned and walked away as soon as he finished speaking.

Tang Wulin raised his head and glanced at Han Li once more.

At that moment, Han Li was looking down, adjusting his sleeves, seemingly unconcerned with everything that had just transpired.

Tang Wulin opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But in the end, he said nothing at all.

He followed behind Wu Changkong, walking step by step toward the direction of Class Five.

The students of Class One simply watched his retreating figure in silence; no one spoke.

The playground was so quiet that only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Xie Xie opened his mouth, wanting to make some snide remark, but eventually, he shut it again.

The other students whispered to one another in twos and threes, their voices kept very low.

At this, Han Li smiled faintly.

Interesting.

But none of this had anything to do with him.

The next day happened to be the weekend.

Han Li awoke from his meditation.

After a quick wash, he headed out.

He planned to check out the auction house today.

Now that he intended to break the second seal, he naturally required the corresponding heavenly treasures.

After the first seal was broken, his physical fitness had climbed to a new level; his strength, speed, reflexes, and durability had all seen a qualitative leap.

He had also personally verified the power of the Golden Dragon Claw.

The domineering strength that could shatter everything, capable of repelling Tang Wulin's Clear Sky Hammer in a single blow, left him very satisfied.

Once the second seal was broken, he would gain new abilities, and his strength would improve even further.

However, the heavenly treasures required for the second seal would be much more troublesome than those for the first.

The first seal only required century-level Ice Crystal Fruit, Red Flame Fruit, and the blood of a century-level soul beast with dragon lineage.

Although these items were not exactly cheap, as long as one had enough Federal Currency, they were not difficult to purchase.