A Being Fallen from a Higher Dimension

Ye Yingluo loosened her grip, and the pen fell to the floor with a crisp clatter.

At that moment, her gaze was fixed firmly on the glaring number on the Soul Guidance Screen.

The expression on her face shifted from shock to disbelief, then from disbelief...

Into something close to bewilderment.

Six hundred and ninety-seven points.

Spirit Sea Realm.

And a nine-year-old Spirit Sea Realm at that.

Exaggerated.

Far too exaggerated.

This was simply not a number any human could possess!

After all, Gu Yue possessed an Elementalist Martial Soul.

She herself relied on spiritual power to control all kinds of elements in battle.

Therefore.

Her spiritual power was naturally higher than that of others.

This was determined by the characteristics of her Martial Soul, as well as the innate advantage bestowed upon her by it.

But it was perfectly reasonable and understandable for an Elementalist to possess spiritual power far beyond ordinary people.

Yet Han Li's two Martial Souls clearly had nothing to do with spiritual power.

That Emerald Green Bottle was a life-type Martial Soul, while that Golden Dragon Claw was a beast Martial Soul...

The characteristics of both Martial Souls lay in the physical realm and had no direct connection to spiritual power whatsoever.

So, if his Martial Souls had not granted him any bonus to spiritual power, why did he possess such immense spiritual power?

This question circled through everyone's mind, but no one could provide an answer.

As for this, Han Li had his own suspicions.

First of all, absorbing the Golden Dragon King Origin itself could raise one's spiritual power to a certain extent.

Moreover, he had already absorbed two layers of seals.

Thus, the first and second layers combined had provided a considerable boost to his spiritual power.

The other reason was probably related to his essence.

Because he had not simply transmigrated here in soul or body.

He had fallen from a higher dimension. The essence of his soul was different from that of every living being in this world.

He possessed indescribable traits and mighty power.

That was also why, even without Tang San's help, the Golden Dragon King Origin had still automatically transformed into eighteen layers of seals for him to absorb after entering his body.

But the others did not know that.

So they all looked at Han Li as if he were a monster.

Of course, Wu Changkong's expression changed the fastest.

Those eyes, always so cold and sharp, were now filled with excitement and joy.

He stared intensely at Han Li.

Six hundred and ninety-seven points, Spirit Sea Realm, nine years old.

A genius like this...

If he could be brought back to Shrek...

If such a genius could be sent into Shrek's halls...

Wu Changkong's breathing became slightly more hurried than usual.

The cold severity and indifference on his face had been replaced by a rare enthusiasm.

He had even already planned everything out.

As for whether Han Li himself was willing to go, or whether Eastsea Academy would be willing to hand over such a genius...

He had not considered those questions for the moment.

Or perhaps he had never intended to consider them at all.

At that moment, Han Li rose from his chair.

His movements were calm, as if the number six hundred and ninety-seven had nothing to do with him.

He knew he had revealed something.

But he was not worried.

Because having powerful spiritual power was not a bad thing.

On Douluo Continent, geniuses always received more resources and better treatment.

Therefore, his six hundred and ninety-seven points of spiritual power would only make the academy value him more and become more willing to invest vast resources in him.

Silence.

At last, Ye Yingluo came back to her senses.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to look away from that string of numbers.

"Next... we'll test strength."

Ye Yingluo's voice still carried a trace of shock, as though she had just awakened from a long daze.

She cleared her throat and repeated herself.

"Strength test."

After all, no one could remain unmoved by such a freakish talent.

Yes, freakish.

Or rather, a monster.

The two words alternated in her mind.

Each was more accurate than "genius" in describing everything she had just witnessed.

This meant that, in her eyes, Han Li's talent could no longer be described by the word "genius."

Genius was still a concept within the bounds of humanity, while freaks and monsters had already gone beyond those boundaries.

"Xie Xie, you first."

Ye Yingluo looked at Xie Xie.

Xie Xie also recovered from his shock. He blinked hard, as if trying to shake that string of numbers out of his mind.

He walked over to the strength-testing device. It was a square metal target covered with a pressure-sensitive layer, connected to a Soul Guidance Screen that displayed the readings.

He rolled his shoulders, took a deep breath, then threw a fierce punch.

Bang!

Left fist, one hundred and fifty-three kilograms.

Xie Xie did not pause and immediately followed with another punch.

Bang!

Right fist, one hundred and sixty-four kilograms.

The test was over.

But there was no pride on Xie Xie's face.

One hundred and fifty-three and one hundred and sixty-four kilograms were already quite impressive for a nine-year-old.

An ordinary child his age could exert only a few dozen kilograms of force. Being able to exceed one hundred and fifty showed that both his physical condition and strength training were excellent.

But as he stood there, staring at the numbers on the screen, he could not feel happy at all.

From the spiritual power test just now...

He had already realized that his talent might be at the bottom among the four of them.

Thirty-one points of spiritual power, the lowest of the four.

A little over one hundred and fifty kilograms of force...

It looked good enough.

But considering that Tang Wulin and Han Li had not yet been tested, this number would probably soon be crushed into nothing.

It hurt him badly.

After all, he possessed the exceedingly rare Twin Martial Souls. Both the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger were top-tier Martial Souls, and wherever he went, people looked up to him.

How had he ended up in this situation?

How had he become the weakest among the four?

The more Xie Xie thought about it, the more stifled he felt, his face full of disappointment.

Ye Yingluo calmly recorded Xie Xie's data, then raised her head to look at the next person.

"Gu Yue."

Gu Yue stepped out of the line.

He stopped in front of the strength-testing device and raised his right hand.

His movements were light. He did not have Xie Xie's stance of explosive full-force exertion and even looked somewhat casual.

But when his fist landed...

The target let out a dull thud.

Bang!

Left fist, one hundred and fifteen kilograms.

Then came the right fist.

Bang!

Right fist, one hundred and forty-three kilograms.

"W-what the hell..."

Xie Xie nearly collapsed onto the floor.

His eyes widened as he looked at Gu Yue, then at the numbers flashing on the screen, then back at Gu Yue. He checked several times before finally confirming that he had not seen wrongly.

One hundred and fifteen kilograms.

One hundred and forty-three kilograms.

He, wasn't he an element-controlling Soul Master?

Didn't element-controlling Soul Masters rely on spiritual power for long-range attacks?

Weren't their bodies supposed to be relatively fragile?

Over one hundred kilograms of force...

What was going on?