Are These Skills Even Right?

"How is it? Are you satisfied with the environment here?"

Yue Hongsheng stroked his beard, his eyes full of amusement.

"Satisfied. More than satisfied!"

"That's good. But Xia, although you've enrolled, you didn't enter through the standard admissions process."

"The academy hasn't set any basic courses for six-year-old awakened Soul Masters either, so until your Soul Power improves, you may have to study on your own."

Lin Xia froze for a moment, but quickly understood.

That was normal. It was like university in his previous life—there was no way they would teach one plus one equals what.

So Lin Xia could understand.

"Then, Senior, I..."

Yue Hongsheng waved a hand, cutting Lin Xia off, and handed him a card.

"This is my identity card. I know what you want to say. With this card, you'll have free access throughout the academy. The administrative staff will arrange your accommodations as well. If there's any material you want to read or study, you can go straight to the library."

After a long silence, Lin Xia accepted the card Yue Hongsheng offered him, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes.

"Senior, why are you treating me so well? My Martial Soul alone shouldn't warrant this much."

Yue Hongsheng did not explain. He merely smiled.

"Once your level rises, I'll take you somewhere good. It definitely won't do you any harm."

After saying that, Yue Hongsheng left directly.

Leaving Lin Xia standing there alone, completely dumbfounded.

What was all that even about?

Yet as he held Yue Hongsheng's weighty identity card, complicated emotions surged within him—gratitude, confusion, and a warmth from being valued.

This Soul Saint senior's attitude had far exceeded his expectations.

Of course, Lin Xia did not let down his guard. After all, he believed there was no such thing as a free lunch.

It seems Plant Academy runs far deeper than I imagined.

Lin Xia murmured to himself, gently patting Bulbasaur on the shoulder as it looked around curiously as well. "Bulba~"

Using the identity card, Lin Xia smoothly completed his enrollment procedures and was assigned a small house on the edge of the academy, right beside Emerald Forest.

The surroundings were peaceful and secluded. Opening the window revealed endless greenery, while sunlight poured into the room without obstruction.

"Not bad. Much better than Notting Academy!"

"Bulba! Bulba!"

"Bulbasaur, you think so too, right?"

"Bulba!"

"Bulbasaur, as long as you like it!"

After setting Bulbasaur down, Lin Xia began modifying the cottage's windows to let in as much light as possible for cultivation.

Perhaps Plant Academy understood its students well, because most of the fixtures in the room could be dismantled.

Once he had finished the modifications, Lin Xia began studying together with Bulbasaur.

"Bulbasaur, do you have any skills?"

Lin Xia asked with a hint of anticipation. Although his Bulbasaur had transformed from his Martial Soul...

If it possessed innate moves or inherited moves...

Lin Xia would probably wake up laughing from his dreams.

"Bulba?"

Lin Xia slapped his forehead, then explained more carefully.

"I mean, do you feel some kind of unusual energy inside your body? Or do you have memories of any moves in your mind?"

Bulbasaur nodded its round little head. Then, under Lin Xia's watchful gaze, several Vine Whips suddenly extended from the seed on its back and plunged into the floor.

Streams of green life energy immediately flowed into Bulbasaur's body, and a soft green glow even emerged over its body.

"Ingrain!"

That was pretty good, but Lin Xia had already known about it.

"Do you have any other moves?"

Since Lin Xia had asked, Bulbasaur immediately demonstrated its other moves.

Bulbasaur bent its limbs slightly and closed its crimson eyes. Soul Power churned continuously within its body. The next second, the instant Bulbasaur opened its eyes, a purple mist appeared around it.

Even the originally emerald-green Vine Whips turned purple, and purple liquid continuously seeped from them. The instant it dripped onto the floor, it gave off a sizzling sound!

"Toxic! That's Toxic!"

But that made sense. Bulbasaur was originally a dual Grass- and Poison-type Pokémon.

It was perfectly normal for it to inherit the move Toxic.

But what happened next left Lin Xia rather dumbfounded.

Bulbasaur began demonstrating its skills one after another without stopping.

"Tackle, Growl, Poison Powder, Vine Whip, Sleep Powder, Sludge Bomb, Venoshock, Swords Dance!"

Eleven skills!!! Were these skills even right?

Four of them were poison-related, while there were only three Grass-type skills...

Could it be that Bulbasaur's talent leaned more toward poison?

But based on its current performance, Bulbasaur's Grass-type talent was not weak either!

It used Ingrain and Synthesis incredibly well!

"Bulba, Bulba!"

"Mhm, mhm. You did very well, Bulbasaur. You really are the best!"

"Bulba~"

Bulbasaur leaned against his feet, looking unbearably adorable!

Perhaps it was the long journey, or perhaps he had simply gotten too excited.

Once he relaxed, a wave of exhaustion immediately washed over Lin Xia. After casually tidying up, he quickly drifted into sleep!

Not long after Lin Xia fell asleep, a figure arrived at his room.

The figure looked at the sleeping Lin Xia, then glanced at Bulbasaur, which had buried itself in a potted plant on the windowsill. Taking out paper and pen, the figure wrote and sketched, recording Bulbasaur before vanishing.

Early the next morning, since the academy had no classes for someone Lin Xia's age, he borrowed several books on Soul Masters and Soul Beasts from the library before heading to Sunlight Hall!

The hall was not open all day. Lower-year students had limited usage time and even had to spend contribution points.

But with Yue Hongsheng's identity card, Lin Xia not only had unrestricted access, but could also remain in the best spot for extended periods.

Unlike the others, Lin Xia did not begin cultivating upon arriving at Sunlight Hall. Instead, he started reading.

He merely had Bulbasaur use Ingrain in the soil and bask in the sun.

When some nearby upper-year students saw a six-year-old child reading in the core area, with a never-before-seen "plant Soul Beast" glowing faintly green on its back summoned beside him, they began whispering among themselves, their gazes full of scrutiny and jealousy.

"With such a good spot, he isn't cultivating and is just sitting there reading. Is he planning to let his Martial Soul cultivate for him?"

"Hey, that kid's Martial Soul really does seem to be cultivating on its own!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can a Martial Soul have life? You're just assuming things. If you ask me, it's only a trick to fool the eye!"

Although the students around them discussed it heatedly, most of them simply looked down on Lin Xia.

In their eyes, Lin Xia was nothing more than someone with connections who had gotten in through the back door!