What's Your Name? He's Called Qi Dao!

Though the Heart Sword state was incredibly powerful, it was not without its weaknesses.

In particular, the immense strain it placed on his body meant Qi Dao could only use it as a trump card.

Only if Qi Dao possessed a powerful physique and abundant soul power to support it could he prolong the Heart Sword state.

At that thought, Qi Dao could not help but add physical conditioning to his daily training.

Although practicing swordsmanship also strengthened his body to a certain extent, the effect was clearly far inferior to targeted physical training.

The next day, on the second floor of the cafeteria.

Xiao Chenyu made up for the meal he had not treated them to yesterday. Although the food on the second floor was far more expensive than on the first, the ingredients were plentiful, and there was even soul beast meat with high nutritional value.

At the dining table, Xiao Chenyu, Liu Long, Ling Feng, and the others watched Qi Dao eat with gusto, unable to stop themselves from swallowing.

Their boss truly was no ordinary person.

His appetite alone had already surpassed that of the three of them combined.

Of course, they did not know that Qi Dao's body had been severely depleted by that sword strike yesterday, which was why he needed so much food to replenish himself.

However, after recovering from yesterday until today, Qi Dao had already regained most of his condition.

Once everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Xiao Chenyu suddenly took out a gold card and handed it to Qi Dao.

"What's this..." Qi Dao looked at Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu chuckled. "Boss, the dean already told my father about what happened yesterday. After finding out, Father gave Xiao Haijie a thorough scolding. Then he heard that we were on good terms, so he had me bring you compensation."

"There's this much in this gold card!"

Xiao Chenyu proudly raised one finger.

Liu Long and Ling Feng both sucked in a breath.

"Could it be... there are a hundred gold soul coins in the card?"

Xiao Chenyu rolled his eyes at them.

"A hundred?"

"Poverty has limited your imaginations. My father is an imperial baron and the lord of Notting City. If he only compensated you with a hundred gold soul coins, wouldn't people laugh at him if word got out?"

"There are a full thousand gold soul coins in this card!"

Qi Dao's eyes lit up slightly when he heard that.

"Whoa, that's quite a lot!" Qi Dao accepted the gold card without ceremony and played with it in his hand.

"It'd be great if I could get a thousand gold soul coins every time I fought your brother."

Of course, Qi Dao felt there was probably no such good thing. These thousand gold soul coins were most likely compensation Xiao Chenyu's father had offered out of respect for the dean.

But while the speaker had said it casually, the listener took it to heart.

Xiao Chenyu's eyes turned as he said, "Boss, if you're short on gold soul coins, I've got an idea that might help you earn some extra money!"

"Oh!"

"Let's hear it!"

Qi Dao's eyes brightened.

There was one most direct way to strengthen one's physique: dietary supplements.

Eat more soul beast meat and train more, and one's physique would naturally improve.

However, aged soul beast meat with high nutritional value was not something ordinary people could afford.

Then there was whale glue.

Qi Dao remembered that whale glue could also strengthen the physique. And since this was not yet the era of The Peerless Tang Sect, its true effects had not been discovered, and people still regarded it as an aphrodisiac.

That was why Qi Dao desperately needed money.

A sly glint appeared in Xiao Chenyu's eyes as he craned his neck forward. "Boss, don't be fooled by the fact that you defeated Xiao Haijie yesterday. He's not convinced at all."

"And because he lost to you, Father is very dissatisfied with his performance. So I know he must be eager to challenge you again and wash away his shame."

"If you're confident in your strength, Boss, I can provoke him into challenging you to a wagered duel and make him willingly hand over his money."

"That guy definitely has a large amount of savings on him."

After hearing this, Qi Dao gave Xiao Chenyu a strange look.

"You brat, you're really broadening your horizons!"

Xiao Chenyu chuckled.

Yesterday's battle between Qi Dao and Xiao Haijie had completely won Xiao Chenyu over, making him wholeheartedly willing to become Qi Dao's underling.

Moreover, his relationship with Xiao Haijie had never been good to begin with, so he naturally felt no psychological burden about setting him up.

A little while later, just as Qi Dao and the others were preparing to leave, a dejected figure walked by in the distance.

It was Yu Xiaogang!

Qi Dao glanced over, then withdrew his gaze. Calling to his companions, he got up and left.

"Let's go!"

"Alright!"

Over on the other side, Yu Xiaogang naturally noticed Qi Dao and his group as well.

After watching them leave, his brows furrowed slightly.

He was certain that Qi Dao had seen him just now, yet he had not even bothered to greet him. He truly had no manners at all.

Yu Xiaogang found the feeling of being ignored deeply unpleasant.

At the same time, he could not help feeling somewhat fortunate.

Good thing I didn't take him as my disciple.

Any future disciple of his, Yu Xiaogang's, had to possess not only high talent, but also good manners, respect for their teacher, and proper values.

He would never, in this lifetime, take a student like Qi Dao as his disciple of his own accord.

With that thought, Yu Xiaogang gave a soft snort, walked over to the faculty dining area, and began eating.

Just then, he suddenly overheard two young teachers at the neighboring table talking.

"Teacher Li, have you heard?"

"Yesterday, a first-year child nearly killed Xiao Haijie from the sixth year with a single sword strike!"

"What?"

"That happened?"

"If I remember correctly, Xiao Haijie obtained his first soul ring last semester, didn't he?"

"Just how did that first-year child manage it?"

"Could his innate soul power be very high?"

"To severely injure a Soul Master with one sword strike, that first-year student must at least have level eight or nine soul power. And only a top-tier martial soul could possibly allow him to severely injure Xiao Haijie with one strike."

Teacher Li was greatly shocked, and his voice unconsciously grew louder.

Their conversation immediately reached Yu Xiaogang's ears.

Upon hearing the words level eight or nine soul power and top-tier martial soul, his ears perked up at once, and the chopsticks holding his food froze in midair.

He had gone out on business yesterday, so he did not know what had happened at the academy.

But the conversation between these two teachers instantly caught his attention.

A first-year student had severely injured Xiao Haijie, who was at least level twelve or thirteen, with one sword strike.

Here, he agreed with the latter half of Teacher Li's words.

That first-year student's martial soul was definitely a top-tier sword martial soul.

As for the first half...

Yu Xiaogang gave a disdainful snort.

These two teachers simply were not wise enough!

He had some impression of Xiao Haijie. He knew that he was the city lord's son, that his martial soul was a wolf, and that he had obtained his first soul ring last semester.

Of course, most importantly, his first soul ring was a hundred-year soul ring.

And a hundred-year soul ring greatly enhanced the physique of beast martial soul masters.

Therefore, ordinary level eight or level nine soul masters, even if they possessed top-tier martial souls, would absolutely find it difficult to contend with Xiao Haijie.

Let alone severely injure Xiao Haijie with one sword strike, as the two teachers had said.

So he boldly guessed that the first-year student who had defeated Xiao Haijie not only possessed a top-tier sword martial soul, but also had innate full soul power.

He had most likely even obtained his first soul ring already, using his first soul skill to achieve the effect of severely injuring Xiao Haijie with one sword strike.

Yu Xiaogang's breathing could not help quickening.

Only such a genius was qualified to become Yu Xiaogang's disciple!

As for that utterly mannerless Qi Dao from earlier...

That little brat with a malignantly mutated martial soul could forget about ever becoming his disciple in this lifetime!

Thinking this, he turned his head and interjected, "What is the name of the first-year student you were talking about?"

When the two young teachers realized it was Yu Xiaogang, their brows furrowed slightly.

They had no favorable impression of this guy who freeloaded at the academy, but he was, after all, the headmaster's friend. On the surface, they still had to show him respect.

Teacher Li could only answer, "His name is Qi Dao!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing that name, Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted, and he abruptly shot to his feet.

His movement was so forceful that he even knocked the meal tray from the table onto the floor.

But he had no mind for anything else at that moment. There was only one thought in his head.

"Qi Dao!"

"How could it be him?"

"I know—it must be someone with the same name!"