The Academy's Trashy Nobles

The next morning, Tianlin changed into the Heaven Dou Royal Academy uniform, took his student ID, and walked out of the dormitory.

Whatever else could be said, Heaven Dou Royal Academy had decent taste. Not only was the academy beautifully built, but its uniforms were also very stylish.

Combined with Tianlin's handsome yet still boyish face, he attracted plenty of fangirls along the way.

"Hey, look at that little brother. He's so cute. Is he a student at our academy too?"

"Probably. He's wearing our academy uniform."

"But isn't he a little too young? Has he even been weaned?"

"You can't put it that way. Maybe he's actually pretty old and just happens to be a dwarf."

All sorts of discussions reached Tianlin's ears without the slightest attempt at discretion. These people called themselves nobles, yet they did not even know to lower their voices or avoid talking about someone in front of them. They had no noble etiquette at all.

Tianlin could not be bothered with them and headed straight for his classroom. According to his student ID, he had been assigned to Heavenly Micro Class Three, Zhou Yan's class.

It was not time for class yet, and the students were all fooling around. Not one of them was free to cultivate. When Tianlin suddenly entered, many of them looked surprised.

Since Heaven Dou Royal Academy assigned classes based only on rank rather than age, the students in this class varied greatly in age. The oldest were around seventeen or eighteen, while the youngest were only eleven or twelve.

"Little brother, are you looking for someone?" a female student stepped forward and asked.

"No, I'm here to study. Look, sister, this is my student ID." Tianlin showed them his ID, and only then did they realize that this little boy was actually their classmate.

"Hahahaha!" Someone suddenly burst out laughing, followed by uproarious laughter from the entire class.

Then, a rather mature-looking youth walked over and snapped, "Where did this little brat come from? You made a fake student ID from who knows where. Is Heaven Dou Royal Academy a place for you to play? Get lost, now!"

"It's real. Chief Meng Shenji personally ordered it issued to me." Tianlin could not be bothered arguing with him and simply invoked Meng Shenji's name. If he had doubts, he could go confirm it with the Chief himself.

Sure enough, the youth hesitated instinctively. A student ID personally issued by Meng Shenji—could this boy have an extraordinary background? He knew that Heaven Dou Royal Academy was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not everyone could be offended.

Of course, those hidden dragons and crouching tigers referred to background, not strength.

"Hey, kid, who are your parents? What rank are they?" He wisely chose to gather information first. If Tianlin said he was Meng Shenji's illegitimate son, or that both his parents were Soul Saints or stronger, he would turn around and leave immediately.

"My father is the warehouse manager in our village, a Soul Grandmaster in his twenties. My mother is an ordinary rural woman with no Soul Power." Tianlin answered honestly.

Hearing that, the youth relaxed. That was all? A commoner by birth? Then there was no question about it—the student ID had to be fake. Heaven Dou Academy had another admission requirement: students had to come from noble families.

His relief was immediately replaced by fury. "You little brat! You're just a commoner, yet you dared to fool me? And you claimed Chief Meng Shenji personally issued you that student ID? Do you know who I am? My name is O'ldo, the boss of this class, and the son of the Grand Duke of the Balak Kingdom. Even someone of my status is not qualified to be personally received by Chief Meng Shenji. Who do you think you are?"

The Balak Kingdom was one of the Heaven Dou Empire's vassal kingdoms, and its military strength was relatively formidable. This person had likely been sent from the kingdom to the empire for exchange, commonly known as building connections. His situation was similar to Yu Tianheng's and Tianlin's, so it was not strange for someone with such status to be the boss of the class.

But Tianlin did not care for things like status. He valued strength more. "If I may ask, how old are you, and what rank are you?"

"Hmph, eighteen years old, a level twenty-four Assault-type Soul Grandmaster. Well? Scared now, kid?" O'ldo said smugly.

"Only level twenty-four at eighteen? No wonder you never got to meet the Chief and the others!" Tianlin shook his head. After saying that, he walked inside, found an empty desk, and sat down, too lazy to bother with him any further.

But while he did not want to bother with others, they refused to let him go. Clearly, his words had enraged O'ldo.

"You damned little brat, what did you say? I'll teach you a proper lesson today!" O'ldo flew into a rage from humiliation and directly summoned his Martial Soul—a Sunflower. It was the renowned inherited Martial Soul of a noble family in the Balak Kingdom, considered high-grade among plant-type Martial Souls.

Unfortunately, such a fine Martial Soul had a worthless owner.

"First Soul Skill, Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves!"

O'ldo's hundred-year Soul Ring pulsed as he released several sharp petals that shot straight at Tianlin.

"A hundred-year Soul Skill, and that's it?" Tianlin smiled faintly. He did not even stand up, merely extending one hand and using his fingers as a sword. "Mount Shu Swordplay, Little River Water Clouds!"

Tianlin's fingers struck every petal with perfect precision. In less than a few seconds, he knocked them all down. He mocked, "Do you have any stronger Soul Skills? Use them and let me have a look."

"You bastard! In that case, Second Soul Skill, Flower Storm!"

Flower Storm was far stronger than the previous move. More petals formed a whirlwind and attacked the enemy. At the very least, Tianlin could no longer block it with just his fingers, so he immediately summoned the Demon Sword.

Yet he still did not use a Soul Skill, much less Seven Kill Swordplay. He continued using the defensive move, Little River Water Clouds.

The result was the same as before. Every petal was sliced apart by the Demon Sword. Before O'ldo could react, Tianlin suddenly rose to his feet and thrust his sword at him.

O'ldo was so frightened that he did not dare move, because the sword was less than a centimeter from his neck.

"This move is called Moon Shooting Cold River. So? With your level of ability, I do not even need to use Soul Skills to deal with you." Tianlin withdrew his sword contemptuously.

Now many people gradually began to believe him. Perhaps his student ID really had been issued by Chief Meng Shenji. He had easily defeated O'ldo, the strongest in the class, without using a single Soul Skill. Was he even human? He had to be some kind of monster.

O'ldo was unconvinced. Unable to accept his defeat, he even wanted to call his lackeys over and gang up on Tianlin.

At that moment, an angry shout came from the doorway. "Enough! What are you doing?"

Zhou Yan walked in with an extremely furious expression. "O'ldo, if you want to fight, go to the Soul Fighting Stage. Don't you know fighting is forbidden in the classroom? You actually used two Soul Skills in a row against a newly arrived junior student. You're really something."

"I'll report this matter to your parents. After class today, run ten laps around the academy first as punishment."

Because Zhou Yan paid so much attention to Qin Ming, she had completely inherited his teaching methods. Running laps was one of Shrek Academy's classic punishments.

O'ldo's face darkened completely. Heaven Dou Royal Academy was so enormous that ten laps would probably break his legs. More importantly, his parents would be informed. He could already imagine the beating he would get when he returned home.

Thinking of this, O'ldo glared viciously at Tianlin. It was all this guy's fault.