"A Great Teacher Produces Brilliant Students," the Little Witch Questioned Her Life

A moment later.

Zhao Wuji, along with several of Shrek Academy's teachers, arrived before Zhao Linchuan.

Zhao Wuji looked rather bedraggled. Not only had his hair been burned completely away, but even his eyebrows were gone. His face was streaked black and white, and the left side of his cheek bore a red mark from the heat wave that looked painful.

"Teacher Zhao." Zhao Wuji spoke feebly. "According to our previous wager, Wuji lost."

"This position of Shrek Academy's vice dean belongs to you."

As he spoke, he gave Li Yusong a look.

Li Yusong understood at once. He pulled out a piece of white crystal from his sleeve, held it in both hands, and respectfully presented it.

Zhao Wuji continued, "Although Wuji has lost the position of vice dean to you, according to Shrek Academy's rules, we still need to conduct a Soul Power test on your students."

"If their Soul Power Levels fail to meet the standard, we can only turn your students away."

"Since it is the rule, then let's test them." Zhao Linchuan's tone was calm.

He tilted his head slightly, sweeping his gaze over Xiao Wu before letting it settle on Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Then he added evenly,

"Xiao Wu, cooperate with this teacher."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Ning Rongrong cut in first. She immediately stepped forward and took the white crystal from Li Yusong's hand.

Xiao Wu's eye twitched, and her cheeks puffed out, but it was inconvenient for her to act up in front of outsiders. She could only grit her teeth in secret.

The test began quickly.

Ning Rongrong held the white crystal in her palm, pouring her Soul Power into it like a gentle stream.

The glow within the crystal spread outward from its center. It went from faint to bright, then dazzling, before finally stopping at a satisfying level of brightness.

"Level twenty-six!" Shao Xin leaned over to take a look and nodded, his voice carrying a hint of approval. "A level twenty-six support-type Soul Master at this age is already quite an impressive achievement."

Ning Rongrong's lips curved upward slightly, and she stepped aside with a touch of smugness.

"Here..." Ning Rongrong handed the crystal toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing took the crystal. Unhurriedly, she held it in her palm and closed her eyes. Dark purple Soul Power surged from her body, like layers of dark mist enveloping the crystal.

The crystal lit up faster than it had for Ning Rongrong, and its glow was even stronger. In the blink of an eye, it shot up to a new height.

"Level twenty-seven!" Li Yusong's voice rose, and his eyes lit up as well. "An agility attack type, level twenty-seven. Excellent potential!"

Expressionless, Zhu Zhuqing returned the crystal and stepped back behind Zhao Linchuan.

It was Xiao Wu's turn. She stepped forward, shot Ning Rongrong a fierce glare, and only then took the crystal with an angry huff.

She held the crystal in her palm, and with a thought, pink Soul Power flooded into it like a burst dam.

The next instant, the crystal lit up with a boom, as if someone had lit a lamp inside it. Light erupted from the crystal's core, so blinding that no one dared look directly at it.

After only two breaths, the crystal suddenly let out a crisp crack. Immediately afterward, countless dense, tiny fractures spread across its surface.

The light grew brighter and brighter until, with a bang, it exploded in Xiao Wu's hand, fragments flying in every direction.

"This...?" Zhao Wuji and the others looked at one another, each seeing the same disbelief on the others' faces.

That crystal could test Soul Power Levels up to level thirty at most.

Yet now, it had exploded in the hands of a girl who appeared to be only twelve or thirteen.

That meant this girl's Soul Power Level had already surpassed level thirty.

And judging from how quickly the crystal had exploded, she was at least a three-ring expert above level thirty-five!

Level thirty-five. Twelve years old. Put those two numbers together, and the shock was no less than when Zhao Linchuan had displayed five Soul Rings earlier.

If Zhao Linchuan was an anomaly beyond comprehension, then Xiao Wu was a mountain that could only be looked up to.

Though she was not as outrageous as Zhao Linchuan, she had already far exceeded everyone's understanding.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression did not change much. After all, Zhao Linchuan was already such a monster. Was it not perfectly normal for his younger sister to be a little stronger?

But Ning Rongrong seemed somewhat dazed. She stood to the side with her lips slightly parted and a blank expression, her hand clutching the hem of her skirt so tightly that it was creased deeply.

If Zhu Zhuqing was stronger than her, she could still use the fact that she was a support-type Soul Master as an excuse.

After all, the difficulty and speed of cultivation for support types and battle Soul Masters were never on the same level, and Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power Level was not much higher than hers.

There was only a one-level gap between them. With some effort, she could catch up.

But when it came to Xiao Wu, she could not accept it.

Leaving aside her current relationship with Zhao Linchuan, the difference in Soul Power Level alone made her deeply question herself.

They were both around twelve years old, yet their Soul Power Levels differed by ten whole levels?

A full major realm?

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had been a genius cherished in everyone's hands since childhood. Every teacher, elder, and fellow disciple had called her a once-in-a-century prodigy.

But standing before Xiao Wu now, her pride felt as though it had been smashed to pieces with a single hammer, shattered so thoroughly that not even scraps remained.

"Vice Dean Zhao truly deserves to be called a great teacher. Even the students he has trained are so extraordinary." Shao Xin offered the flattery with a smile plastered across his face.

Although he had never heard Zhao Linchuan's name before, that did not stop him from saying it.

After all, pleasant words cost nothing. What was wrong with saying a few more?

"Yes, yes, Vice Dean Zhao truly is a great teacher. A great teacher indeed."

Everyone chimed in, their voices rising and falling like a flock of chickens scrambling for grain.

Their thoughts were remarkably unanimous. Never mind what Zhao Linchuan's situation was for now—these young people absolutely could not be allowed to leave.

A mysterious young man of unknown origin, accompanied by three girls with heaven-defying talent—such a lineup was rare anywhere.

As long as they could keep them, why would Shrek Academy worry about failing to flourish?

"You flatter me, teachers." Zhao Linchuan replied without arrogance or impatience, his tone as plain as a cup of water.

Yet that unruffled manner only made Zhao Wuji and the others more certain of their judgment. This young man was no ordinary person.

Zhao Wuji then said, "Vice Dean Zhao, our dean has not returned yet."

"If there is anything you need to know regarding work, you may ask us first."

"Teaching arrangements, student matters, and so on—I can give you a detailed report on all of it."

"Then there is something I would like to ask you..."