Li Nian's life at the academy had been destined to be anything but peaceful from her very first day of enrollment.
During the entrance test, the teacher in charge froze on the spot.
Her Soul Power fluctuations soared to level thirty-nine before barely stopping. An eight-year-old Soul Elder—there wasn't another like her on the entire continent.
Even more outrageous were the three soul rings behind her, all pitch-black, each radiating an immense pressure.
The several teachers present looked at one another. One of the older ones even rubbed his eyes, wondering whether he had slept poorly the night before.
The testing teacher trembled as he wrote in the record book: "Li Nian, eight years old, martial soul: Frost Heaven Falling Moon Bow, Soul Power: level thirty-nine, three black soul rings." After finishing, he was completely dazed.
On her second day at the academy, she had already become invincible among the junior students.
The strongest boy in the upper grades refused to accept it, claiming she had only won because her martial soul was powerful. She beat him until he cried for his parents, correcting him in a childish voice even as she punched him.
"I haven't even used my martial soul yet. You can't even take my fists, and you still have the nerve to say I relied on my martial soul?"
From then on, no one dared challenge her again.
By the third day, she was already gathering a clique at the academy. A crowd of little followers trailed behind her wherever she went, making a grand procession.
She led a group of children to dig pits and set traps on the training grounds, tripping a passing teacher flat on his face.
The teacher had just climbed up and was about to lose his temper when another teacher hurriedly