Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring

Yes, the Han Li of the future.

Yu Zhen had lived for over fifty years; he possessed at least that much discernment.

Given the talent Han Li had displayed thus far...

He would undoubtedly become a powerful Titled Douluo in the future, perhaps even a Limit Douluo!

Although a Titled Douluo was already an existence at the pinnacle of the continent.

A Limit Douluo was a legend standing at the very peak of humanity.

If East Sea City could have the protection of a Limit Douluo, the city's status within the Federation would skyrocket.

One had to know, there were barely any Six-Ring Soul Emperors in the entire East Sea City.

A Five-Ring Soul King was already considered high-level combat power in the city, Six-Ring Soul Emperors could be counted on one's fingers, and there wasn't a single Seven-Ring Soul Saint.

But now, they had hope.

The hope of gaining the friendship of a Limit Douluo.

Such a high-return investment...

Who could remain unmoved?

Spending a city's resources to cultivate a future Limit Douluo—anyone could do that math.

Following this, Yu Zhen spoke up in a hurry, his tone filled with unprecedented enthusiasm and caution.

"Student Han's talent is simply peerless throughout the ages."

"I have never seen such a thing in my entire life, and I wouldn't even know how to teach him."

"Therefore, if Student Han has any needs, you can tell me, and I will certainly satisfy them."

"Even if I cannot satisfy them, I can go to the governor of our East Sea City."

Yu Zhen's words were airtight.

He first praised Han Li sincerely to express his goodwill, then immediately offered a pile of benefits, lowering his posture significantly.

The core meaning of these words was simple.

As long as you stay at East Sea Academy, I will agree to any condition.

He was treating Han Li as the academy's most prized treasure.

At this moment, a flash of shock crossed Ye Yingluo's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

Looking at Yu Zhen's face, which was plastered with a smile, she didn't even feel surprised.

After the results of the strength test came out earlier, she had already had a vague premonition...

For a genius of Han Li's caliber, the academy would absolutely spare no cost to keep him.

Although Yu Zhen's reaction was swift.

It was entirely within her expectations.

After all, if one didn't seize the time to befriend and invest in such a genius while he was still young, it would be difficult to even meet him in the future.

Although Ye Yingluo was young, she had been grinding in this industry for several years and had seen her fair share of the world.

The growth rate of a genius was terrifying.

Today you might still be able to converse with him as an equal, but tomorrow he might already be standing at a height you could only look up to.

At the same time, her heart was also leaping with joy.

Because no matter where Han Li went in the future, she would always be his former homeroom teacher.

This identity was enough for her to live in glory for a lifetime.

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie looked at Han Li with envy.

But there was no jealousy in their hearts.

It wasn't that they didn't want to be jealous, but the gap was so vast that it was impossible to even feel jealousy.

Would you be jealous of an ant for carrying one more breadcrumb than you?

No, because the ant is simply not on the same level of existence as you.

To them, Han Li was currently that level of existence.

At this moment, Han Li looked at Yu Zhen and gave a slight nod.

"Thank you, Principal."

His tone was calm, neither humble nor pushy.

He was neither ecstatic at receiving the promise nor smug about being overly valued.

Watching Han Li's indifferent demeanor, Yu Zhen's estimation of him rose by another notch.

To possess such a temperament at this age—his future achievements would likely be even higher than he had anticipated.

Consequently, Yu Zhen waved his hands repeatedly.

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all."

As he spoke, he looked toward Ye Yingluo.

"Teacher Ye, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on Student Han."

"I'll be taking my leave now."

Without waiting for Ye Yingluo to respond, he turned and walked quickly out of the room.

The older one gets, the wiser one becomes.

Yu Zhen understood this well.

If he kept talking to Han Li, offering too many pleasantries and promises, it would only become annoying.

Young geniuses were mostly proud and arrogant; they disliked excessive flattery and entanglement.

Therefore, rather than staying behind to ramble...

It was better to leave decisively and find things that would be truly useful to Han Li.

After all, tangible benefits were far more effective at earning someone's approval than a hundred pretty words.

With Yu Zhen's departure, the group, having finished their tests, also left the room one after another.

On the way back...

Xie Xie kept his head down, silent.

Tang Wulin walked beside him, glancing at him occasionally, not knowing what to say.

Gu Yue walked at the very front, her pace steady and unhurried.

Han Li walked at the very back, looking no different than usual.

In the days that followed, Ye Yingluo and Wu Changkong focused their attention on Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue, while choosing to leave Han Li to his own devices.

There was no helping it; Han Li's talent had reached a point where they could no longer provide guidance or training plans.

His mental power and physical constitution had far exceeded the standards expected for his age group.

Whether it was Ye Yingluo or Wu Changkong, they realized that Han Li had already mastered what they could teach, and he had already learned on his own what they could not.

Rather than forcing instruction and potentially leading him astray, it was better to let him follow his own rhythm.

What's more, even Wu Changkong, a Six-Ring Soul Emperor, wouldn't dare take a full-force punch from Han Li head-on.

He had seen countless geniuses at Shrek, and he had seen many monster-level students.

But he had never even heard of a nine-year-old capable of delivering a punch with over one hundred thousand jin of force.

This parity in strength made it impossible for them to teach him...

How could one teach someone whose strength was on par with their own?

It just didn't feel right.

Han Li, for his part, was happy for the peace and quiet.

After all, he had his own plans.

Every day, he meditated on time, cultivated on time, nurtured his plant-type soul beasts on time, accumulated resources in measured amounts, and waited for the right moment to break through the next layer of the seal.

Ye Yingluo and Wu Changkong not interfering with him actually gave him more freedom and space.

Time soon reached the end of the term.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

In the East Sea Academy, the leaves on the trees turned yellow and then green again, and people came and went on the playground.

The four students of the Zero Class were also growing along their respective paths.

Half a year.

It had brought Han Li's soul power to level thirty-two.

Level thirty-two, a Three-Ring Great Soul Master.

But his actual combat power far exceeded his level.

And so...

He chose to turn that twelve-thousand-year-old plant-type soul beast into his third soul ring.

That ten-thousand-year plant-type soul beast was one he had cultivated long ago, which he had kept safely stored in his Storage Bracelet.

He had originally intended to save it for later, but his physical constitution was now strong enough.

The strengthening from the two layers of the Golden Dragon King seal had made his body far superior to that of an ordinary person...

He could safely absorb even a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

And the process of absorbing the ten-thousand-year soul ring went even more smoothly than Han Li had anticipated.