Phainon

After making arrangements for Bai Chenxiang and the others, Tribbie went to Ye Qiong's office.

"Principal, everything's taken care of."

Ye Qiong nodded. "Tonight, I'll take the students to the Soto Spirit Arena to see what it's like. We'll also have them participate in some Soul Fighting."

Tribbie fell silent for a moment, then shook her head. "Principal, it's too soon."

Ye Qiong raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Tribbie looked at Ye Qiong earnestly. "Their talent and strength aren't enough to handle the arena yet. Their opponents are all experienced Soul Masters who won't go easy on them. If they go in now, they could get hurt."

Ye Qiong didn't answer right away. Instead, he looked into Tribbie's eyes.

He could tell from her expression that she genuinely cared about the students.

The system had patched the Chrysos Heirs in seamlessly.

In this life, their memories had naturally adjusted to fit this world, their identities, and their ages. Nothing felt out of place.

Looking at Tribbie, Ye Qiong suddenly thought of who she had been in her past life.

Back then, she had been just as gentle and attentive toward every Chrysos Heir.

And whenever despair had closed in, she had always encouraged them to keep moving forward.

But for Ye Qiong, gentleness and encouragement weren't nearly enough for Wang Sheng and the other four.

With that thought, Ye Qiong stood and walked to the window. "I know what you're saying."

"Then why do this? We could let them build a solid foundation first. Once they're strong enough, then..."

"By the time they're strong enough, it'll be too late."

Ye Qiong cut her off.

"They're not geniuses. Wang Sheng is fourteen and only a level twenty-one Soul Master. Jiang Zhu, Jing Ling, and Huang Yuan are only moderately talented."

"If they stick to the usual training routine, by the time they grow up, the day will be gone and the flowers will have wilted."

"How can they become anything without being tempered? I want them to see with their own eyes the gap between themselves and the geniuses."

"Only then will they understand how weak they are and work hard to catch up."

Tribbie hurriedly spoke up. "But I'm afraid that if they fail, they'll lose confidence. They're only twelve-year-old children, after all."

Ye Qiong gently patted her shoulder.

"Tribbie, I understand. You're thinking of what's best for them, but you've only just met them today. Maybe they're not as fragile as you think?"

"Another new student will be arriving shortly. His talent is exceptional. He can be the core of the academy's team."

Tribbie's eyes widened. "There's another new student?"

Ye Qiong smiled and nodded. "Yes. He just arrived. He's on his way to the dorm now."

Hearing this, Tribbie said no more. She nodded. "All right. I only hope you'll promise me this, Principal: if they're in danger, let me step in."

Ye Qiong shook his head. "There's no need. If they're really in danger, I'll protect them myself. I am a Soul Emperor, after all."

Besides, he had already used the Martial Soul Evolution Card in his office. His strength had now reached an astonishing level seventy.

And after evolving, his Martial Soul was no longer an ordinary baseball bat.

"All right, then. We'll do as you say, Principal."

After Tribbie left, Ye Qiong looked at the system interface and saw a new task.

[New Task: Take the new student to participate in Soul Fighting for the first time. Reward upon completion: 1000 Star Jade.]

At noon, in the square of Omphalos Academy.

Five students gathered and lined up.

Wang Sheng glanced around and scratched his cheek. "Why hasn't the teacher arrived yet?"

Jiang Zhu shot him a look. "What are you in such a hurry for?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the teaching building suddenly opened.

Ye Qiong walked out, followed by a white-haired boy.

The boy had sharp, defined features and wore a white robe. He walked with a light step, a warm, enthusiastic smile on his face.

Ye Qiong led him over to the others and introduced him. "This is Phainon. Starting today, he'll be your classmate."

Phainon hurriedly waved. "Hi, everyone. My name is Phainon, but you can call me Xiao Bai. I'm from a little village called Aedes Elysiae."

Hearing that the other boy came from the countryside too, Wang Sheng hurried over. "Bro, how old are you?"

"Twelve."

Jiang Zhu was curious. "What level?"

Phainon answered honestly. "Level thirty."

The air fell silent.

The next second, Wang Sheng's eyes flew open. He stared at Phainon in disbelief. "Whoa, level thirty!"

The others couldn't help taking another look at Phainon, too.

Level thirty at twelve? He was a monster!

Seeing their reactions, Phainon scratched his head and gave an embarrassed smile.

Ye Qiong watched the sunny, cheerful boy smiling as he quickly got to know the others, his thoughts churning.

Phainon was the second Chrysos Heir he had obtained through a draw.

With Phainon on the team, Omphalos Academy would be more than strong enough.

After all, this was the great savior himself.

In his past life, he had fought Lord Ravager Fen Feng with a mortal body and even left a wound on the face of the Aeon of Destruction Nanook.

Though Phainon had been reborn in this life as a twelve-year-old boy,

his Martial Soul was Khaslana, his strongest form from his previous life.

In the Douluo Continent, that Martial Soul was undoubtedly beyond the divine level. His future was limitless.

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With that thought, Ye Qiong clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "That's enough gawking. Tonight, I'm taking you to the Soto Spirit Arena. For now, go back and rest."

The students dispersed.

Ye Qiong turned and left as well.

Phainon remained where he was, watching Ye Qiong's back. His eyes flickered.

Did I know the principal before? Why does he feel so strangely familiar?

Night fell.

At the Soto Spirit Arena,

Ye Qiong and Tribbie led everyone up to the spectator stands.

They had just sat down when two Soul Masters walked out onto the Soul Fighting stage below.

The host waved a hand and announced loudly, "Up next, Xiao Wu versus Qing Bao!"

Hearing that name, Ye Qiong immediately looked toward the competitors' passage.

Sure enough, a girl with a scorpion braid stepped onto the Soul Fighting stage,

while across from her stood a burly man.

Seeing this, Ye Qiong couldn't help smiling. "Looks like I arrived just in time."

The fight went just as expected. Xiao Wu won with ease.

In the spectator stands, Jiang Zhu watched Xiao Wu below and exclaimed again and again, "Amazing... That girl doesn't look very old, either."

Jing Ling nodded. "Yeah. I wonder how she managed to win."

Wang Sheng hurriedly explained, "I know her. When I studied at Notting Academy, Xiao Wu and I were both work-study students in Dorm Seven. She's really strong. She mainly fights with soft techniques."

Hearing this, Ye Qiong spoke up as well. "Fighting isn't just about who's stronger or bigger. Softness can overcome hardness, too."

"Watch closely and see how you compare to them."

The students nodded seriously.

Ye Qiong continued explaining the following few Soul Fights to them, but before long, something happened that surprised him.

After one match ended, the host loudly announced, "Up next, Tang San of Shrek Academy will face..."