Zhou Yi's Misdeeds

Electrolux remained silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly, his voice carrying a trace of complicated emotion.

"Kin... Very well. Since you have a request, I will grant anything within my capabilities."

Hearing this, Xuan Xiao finally relaxed. Then he yawned and replied lazily.

"Focus on recovering, old man. You might be needed before long."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep at once.

It could not be helped. This day had simply been too exhausting.

He had first trained in the Virtual Combat Room for a month. Although only an hour had passed outside, the mental exhaustion was very real.

Then he had dealt with Zhou Yi, caused trouble in the Soul Guidance Department, and arranged the bomber incident.

That night, he had fought in the Soul Duels. Afterward, he had rushed to the Far North, raided the Earth Dragon Sect's lair, carved out a cave to hide from the avalanche, and finally made a deal with Electrolux.

Those things seemed like a lot, but they had all been completed within a single day.

From the moment he got up in the morning until now, he had not even caught his breath properly.

Now that everything was done, the moment his taut nerves relaxed, exhaustion surged over him like a tide and swallowed him whole.

Only the hum of the soul tool heater remained in the cave, interwoven with the howling wind and snow outside to create a peculiar tranquility.

Meanwhile, Shrek Academy was anything but peaceful.

Mu En helped Beibei stabilize the unstable Radiant Saint Dragon bloodline caused by Saint Dragon Awakening.

After checking Xu Sanshi and confirming that neither of them was seriously hurt, he finally left the infirmary.

However, he did not return to his residence. Instead, he went straight to Sea God's Pavilion.

Sea God's Pavilion was brightly lit late into the night. Several elders had been urgently summoned.

They sat around a long wooden table, every one of them solemn-faced as a heavy atmosphere filled the air.

Mu En sat at the head of the table, holding a cup of hot tea without drinking it. His fingers lightly tapped against the cup, producing clear, tinkling sounds.

"I summoned everyone today because of one person."

He set down the teacup and swept his gaze across every elder present.

"Shaozhe, hand out the files. Let everyone take a look."

Yan Shaozhe hurriedly rose and distributed a stack of documents before each elder.

The files contained Xuan Xiao's basic information, along with detailed records of everything that had happened today.

The elders picked up the documents and began reading them carefully.

The further they read, the more vivid their expressions became.

Xuan Xiao, a new student admitted this year. Twelve years old. Rank 39 Soul Elder. Martial Soul: Ultimate Wind.

He was also a third-rank Soul Engineer and possessed an engraving knife that was at least worthy of being ranked among the top five Ranked Engraving Knives.

Note: The knife's material was a soul bone from a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear that was at least one hundred thousand years old.

The entire conference room fell silent enough for a pin to drop.

After quite some time, an elderly man with white hair finally spoke, breaking the silence.

He was one of the few absolute neutrals at Shrek Academy: Zhuang Yusen, a Rank 95 Super Douluo whose Martial Soul was the Tree of Life.

"Elder Mu, is all this true? Can a twelve-year-old child really achieve such things?"

There was obvious doubt in his voice. It was not that he distrusted Mu En, but the contents of this file were simply too outrageous.

Twelve years old. Rank 39. An Ultimate Wind Martial Soul. A third-rank Soul Engineer. And an engraving knife crafted from the soul bone of a one-hundred-thousand-year Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear.

Any one of those accomplishments alone would be enough to call a young person a genius.

Yet all of them had been gathered in one person. That was no longer genius. That was a monster.

Mu En nodded, his tone certain.

"Every word is true. I saw it with my own eyes today."

He paused, then added another sentence.

"Moreover, right in front of me, he cursed Shaozhe and Lin'er bloody and called me a crooked beam with crooked rafters."

"Pfft—"

An elder who had been drinking tea immediately spat it out and began coughing repeatedly.

The other elders wore equally strange expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

They all knew what Yan Shaozhe and Xian Lin'er were like. They had merely never exposed it to their faces out of consideration for appearances.

Who would have thought that today, they would be scolded by a twelve-year-old brat?

"That boy certainly has some nerve."

An old woman said with a smile, her tone carrying a hint of appreciation.

She was the person in charge of Shrek's Treasure Pavilion, Lin Huiqun, a Rank 94 Titled Douluo.

Mu En smiled as well before continuing. "I promised him a Soul Beast over forty thousand years old for his fourth Soul Ring. In exchange, he will serve in the Inspection Corps as a consultant for one year."

One elder frowned, concern evident in his voice.

He was Gong Changlong, the person in charge of Shrek's Beast Arena, a Rank 93 Titled Douluo.

"With his current strength, can he withstand the backlash of a forty-thousand-year Soul Ring?"

The energy contained within a forty-thousand-year Soul Ring was incredibly violent. For an ordinary soul master's fourth ring, absorbing seven or eight thousand years was already considered the limit.

Those with better talent could perhaps absorb one over ten thousand years old.

But such people were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. There were almost none across the entire continent.

Forty thousand years was simply playing with fire.

Mu En waved a hand and replied calmly.

"His third Soul Ring is a twenty-five-thousand-year Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear Soul Ring. I personally sensed its aura. There can be no mistake."

Gong Changlong froze for a moment, then fell silent. At last, he nodded.

"Then I have no objection."

If his third ring could already absorb a twenty-five-thousand-year Soul Ring, then absorbing a forty-thousand-year one for his fourth ring was indeed not impossible.

Seeing that no one had any further objections, Mu En nodded. Then his tone shifted.

"Now for the second matter: Zhou Yi. Shaozhe, read it."

Yan Shaozhe's face instantly turned pale. Trembling, he stood and pulled a thick report from his robes.

The report was dozens of pages long, densely filled with all kinds of information and names.

He took a deep breath and began reading.

"Zhou Yi, female, forty-three years old, teacher at Shrek Academy's Outer Court. Total teaching term: fifteen years."

"During her tenure, forty-three students were expelled for failing to complete running assignments."

"Thirty-eight students were expelled for arguing with her."

"Twenty-five students were expelled for being late to class."

"Fifty-two students were expelled for talking back to her."

"Thirty-four students were expelled for slow cultivation progress."

"Twenty-eight students were expelled for refusing management, and fifty-six students were expelled for other reasons."

"Total: two hundred and seventy-six people."

Yan Shaozhe's voice echoed through the empty conference room.

Every number was like a heavy hammer striking the hearts of every elder present.

"After these students were expelled from Shrek, the academy did not help them transfer schools, provide them with any compensation, or offer any follow-up assistance."

"Among them, eleven students lost all hope after being expelled and chose to take their own lives."

"Forty-seven students could not return to their clans after being expelled and were forced to join soul-hunting groups to make a living."

"Of those, twenty-three died during missions, while twelve remain missing to this day."

"Thirty-five students suffered excessive corporal punishment during expulsion, damaging their meridians and leaving them permanently unable to cultivate."

"Fifty-two students suffered excessive corporal punishment during expulsion, leaving them with lasting ailments that caused unbearable pain in their meridians whenever it rained."

"Nineteen students suffered excessive corporal punishment during expulsion and were left permanently disabled."

"There were also forty-two female students who, having nowhere to go after expulsion and no means of making a living, were forced into prostitution. To this day, they still struggle to survive in the pleasure districts of various major cities."