Revealing His Martial Soul and Soul Power Level, Du Weilun's Shock

On the way to the dean of students' office, the senior student was extremely enthusiastic, introducing Yu Chen to the academy's scenery along the way.

"Junior, look. This whole area is filled with statues of the First-Generation Shrek Seven Monsters."

She pointed at the statue in the very center. "The one standing at the very front is Tang San. Legend says he inherited the Sea God's divine position, ascended to the Divine Realm in the end, and became a true god."

"Standing beside him is his wife, Xiao Wu. Her true form was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that took human shape, and she accompanied Tang San all the way to the end."

The senior student kept chattering as they walked, and Yu Chen found himself somewhat speechless.

After only a few steps, they arrived at the dean of students' office.

"Junior, we're here."

The senior student raised her hand and lightly knocked on the door. A deep voice soon came from inside. "Come in."

She pushed open the door and stepped aside. "Junior, you go in first."

Du Weilun had originally been bent over reviewing various documents. When he looked up and saw an unfamiliar youth enter, he could tell at a glance that he was one of this year's new students. He was secretly puzzled. Why would an ordinary new student come straight to his office?

Du Weilun's gaze fell on the female student behind the youth as he spoke calmly. "Go on. What do you need from me?"

"Hello, Director Du. Let me introduce him. This new student is named Yu Chen. His soul power is far beyond what our registration office can handle. I truly couldn't make the call, so I could only bring him here to see you."

Du Weilun raised a brow. "You mean his soul power rank is too high?"

Du Weilun pondered to himself. Shrek had never lacked geniuses. But no matter how gifted an eleven- or twelve-year-old child was, how strong could their soul power possibly be?

"Alright, alright. Show me the new student registration form."

"Yes, Director." The senior student hurriedly handed over the form.

Du Weilun took the registration form and glanced at it. His expression instantly froze, followed by utter shock in his eyes.

Soul power rank forty-five. Martial Soul: Golden Dragon.

Du Weilun was completely stunned. Rank forty-five at eleven years old? He abruptly looked at the senior student beside him. "Do you know what rank forty-five represents?"

Even more outrageous was this Martial Soul. The Golden Dragon was recorded only in ancient legends, possessing ultimate power and ultimate attributes—the universally acknowledged ancestor of strength.

"Director, I haven't said a single false word. All the information is true, and it was verified on the spot."

Du Weilun froze at her words, then turned to the youth beside him. His tone unconsciously became much gentler and more courteous. "You're Yu Chen? Your cultivation hasn't been falsified..."

Yu Chen smiled faintly, completely unruffled. His cultivation and Martial Soul were both genuine. He had nothing to fear from verification.

"If you don't believe it, test me on the spot."

Du Weilun nodded. "Then release your Martial Soul and let me see it."

The moment his words fell, Yu Chen directly activated his Martial Soul.

An incomparably enormous phantom of a Golden Dragon rose behind him. Its outline grew clearer and clearer, vivid and lifelike, as though a real divine dragon were coiled within the room.

His Martial Soul was entirely different from ordinary Golden Dragon soul beasts. Its essence had been derived from the Golden Dragon King, making it a weakened form of the Golden Dragon King.

A vast, tyrannical dragon's might instantly filled the entire office, making even breathing feel a little difficult.

Du Weilun was shocked once more and blurted out, "Dragonification! To achieve such a state at such a young age... There's no mistake. This is absolutely the legendary Golden Dragon Martial Soul!"

"Put it away."

At the instant Yu Chen released his Martial Soul, Du Weilun, an eight-ringed Soul Douluo, had already clearly sensed the fluctuation of soul power. He truly was a rank forty-five Soul Ancestor.

Such talent was enough to bring Shrek unprecedented glory.

He gave the female student beside him a meaningful look, and the senior student immediately understood. It was no longer appropriate for her to remain for this conversation.

"Director Du, if there's nothing else, I'll return to my post first."

Only Du Weilun and Yu Chen remained in the office now.

Du Weilun quickly stepped forward and gently patted Yu Chen on the shoulder, his tone full of emotion. "With talent like yours, there has never been another like you in all of history."

"Even Tang San, the Sea God who ascended to godhood ten thousand years ago, was nowhere near as heaven-defying as you in his youth."

Yu Chen felt speechless again. Tang San again. He had heard that name countless times throughout the day.

Still, he replied politely, "Director Du, you flatter me. I was merely a little luckier than most."

Du Weilun's feelings immediately became complicated, and he grumbled inwardly. An eleven-year-old four-ringed Soul Ancestor with the legendary Golden Dragon Martial Soul—and he called that merely being lucky?

Du Weilun could not help laughing. "Stop being polite and humble, kid. This isn't luck. This is real ability.

If those old fellows at Sea God Pavilion learned of your existence, they'd rush right over and fight to take you as a personal disciple."

Yu Chen merely smiled faintly and did not respond.

"With your current strength, you're already close to meeting the Outer Court graduation standard. There will definitely be a place for you in the Inner Court in the future."

"Then thank you, Director Du. After all this trouble, can I officially enroll now?"

Du Weilun gave an awkward chuckle. He had been so shocked earlier that he had nearly forgotten the real matter at hand. "Of course you can. There's absolutely no problem! You can choose your own class and dormitory. That's a privilege reserved for top geniuses."

Yu Chen was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised. "I can really choose whatever I want? Then can I choose the girls' dormitory?"

Du Weilun's vision went dark at once. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? How can a boy live in the girls' dormitory? That is absolutely not allowed!"

Yu Chen spread his hands. "But you just said I could choose anything I wanted."

Du Weilun felt a headache coming on and sighed helplessly. "You little ancestor, behave yourself. Don't even think about that."

Yu Chen shrugged and did not press the matter. "Fine. If the girls' dormitory is out, then forget it. Just arrange any dormitory for me. Preferably a single room."

"A dormitory is easy enough. Random assignment is the usual process, but as the dean of students, arranging a private room for you is no problem at all."

Du Weilun paused before asking, "Which class are you planning to choose?"

"I heard there's a notoriously monstrous teacher in the Outer Court named Zhou Yi."

Du Weilun nodded. "There is indeed such a teacher in the Outer Court. The proportion of her students who advance to the Inner Court is very high, though she is only an intermediate-level teacher."

He looked up at Yu Chen. "You've asked around so much. Don't tell me you want to be assigned to her class?"

"Let's set that aside for now. Let me ask something more clearly. Which class is she teaching at the moment?"

Yu Chen calculated silently. In the original story, Zhou Yi should have been teaching Freshman Class One, but his early arrival might well cause a butterfly effect. If he really ended up in her class, he definitely would not have an easy life afterward.