A Boy? A Young Lad, or Perhaps a Little Girl?

Strictly speaking,

without innate level-twenty Soul Power, Bai Ran's cultivation would really only be that of a Soul Grandmaster who had just broken through level twenty.

In terms of talent, he was only barely a tiny bit stronger than Mu En had once been.

Bai Ran: Mu En was only a level-ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, while I could become a god. So it was perfectly reasonable for my talent to be somewhat better than Mu En's.

Still, becoming a Soul Elder before even turning eight was truly a little too outrageous.

He would probably draw the attention of every major power. By then, even going out would become exceedingly difficult.

So Bai Ran came up with a plan.

"Will this work?"

Tang Wutong clearly had some doubts about Bai Ran's plan.

"Don't worry. It'll definitely work."

Bai Ran patted his chest and said confidently.

Then he flopped onto the soft pillow.

"Go to sleep early. We need to get up early tomorrow to attend Shrek Academy's entrance assessment."

What was Bai Ran's plan?

Actually, there was nothing particularly sophisticated about it.

When they tested his bone age, he would simply use Martial Soul Possession.

That way, the age they measured would be Tang Wutong's age.

An eleven-year-old Soul Elder was still a genius, but it was just barely acceptable to the public.

It would not reach the level of being world-shaking.

Early the next morning, Bai Ran got up.

At the same time, he dragged Haki Tong, who still wanted to sleep a while longer, out of bed.

Bai Ran: You stay up at night and refuse to get up during the day. Haki Tong, could you possibly be any more useless?

At such a young age, she had already adopted the same schedule as a grown woman.

Even though it was only eight in the morning, Shrek's new student registration area was already packed with people.

If Uncle Tang had not come to hold their place last night, they probably would not even have been able to register today.

The traditional registration fee of ten Gold Soul Coins remained unchanged.

After paying, they entered for testing.

Those whose Soul Power Level exceeded twenty could skip the first and second rounds and proceed directly to the later stages.

During the Soul Power test,

Bai Ran followed the plan they had made the night before and used Martial Soul Possession. Twin wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly then spread from his back.

Even his features became much more delicate, while his hair turned into the same long blue hair as Little Seven's.

Seen from behind, he really looked like a younger schoolgirl.

"Bone age: eleven. Soul Power Level: thirty-one."

The teacher in charge of testing stroked his beard, his expression strange.

How should he put it?

Judging by the bone age, the person before him ought to have been a "boy."

But at around one meter thirty tall, with that childish face, he looked like nothing more than a young lad.

And according to the records, shouldn't a martial soul like the Light Goddess Butterfly appear on beautiful women?

In other words, this young lad was actually a little girl!

The Shrek teacher in charge of testing: I can't tell. I really can't tell!

"Haki Bai, you bad guy! You nearly made that teacher question his entire life!"

Tang Wutong's voice sounded beside Bai Ran's ear just as he headed toward the third assessment round.

Of course, as a good child who obediently listened to her elders, Tang Wutong naturally stayed inside Bai Ran's body and communicated through mental exchange.

Tang San: When have you ever listened to your elders?

Da Ming/Er Ming: When have you ever been well-behaved?

"This is exactly the effect I wanted."

Bai Ran did not mind.

Using this method would only leave the testing teacher stunned and unable to recover for a long while.

But if a seven-year-old Soul Elder appeared, the entire upper echelon of Shrek would be shocked.

"You're so mean."

"Little Seven, haven't you heard the saying? Bad men are what women love."

"But my father isn't bad at all. My mother loves him very much."

Bai Ran: Tang San isn't bad?

Well, Tang San was indeed quite good to his family.

But toward outsiders, even outsiders who might one day become family,

before they officially became family, Tang San's methods could be as ruthless as he pleased.

Bai Ran did not even dare sleep too deeply at night now, afraid that the Tang God King might have some new trick waiting for him.

Tang Wutong: Haki Bai, don't you sleep like the dead at night?

Bai Ran: It was just an expression.

Even after ten thousand years, Shrek Academy's entrance assessment was still nothing more than those same few things.

The third round was a spar with an upperclassman. As long as one could withstand ten moves against them, they could enroll in Shrek and become a new student of the academy.

Naturally, these upperclassmen would not be too strong. They were generally three-ringed Soul Elders.

Most of those taking the entrance assessment had Soul Power Levels around seventeen or eighteen. Anyone above Soul Grandmaster cultivation was already considered impressive.

New students around level twenty-five were even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Therefore, having a Soul Elder serve as the examiner for the third round was more than sufficient.

Besides, if upperclassmen who had studied at Shrek Academy for two or three years could not even handle such a trivial task, they might as well voluntarily apply to withdraw.

However, this year's entrance assessment had encountered an unexpected variable: Bai Ran.

In truth, with Bai Ran's level-thirty-one Soul Power, the third assessment was merely a formality.

Even Shrek Academy, the number-one academy on the continent, had no reason to turn away such a genius.

Moreover, Bai Ran came from the Clear Sky Sect, placing him naturally within the faction close to Shrek Academy.

Ordinary students, such as Huo Yuhao, might find it difficult to learn Bai Ran's background, but by the time Bai Ran enrolled, Shrek's higher-ups would have already investigated most of it.

The upperclassman assigned to assess Bai Ran was a student from Class One of Year Three named Wang Hao. He had Soul Power Level thirty-five and was a Control Type Soul Elder.

As everyone knew, when a Control Type faced an Assault Type, the advantage was overwhelmingly on the controller's side.

Not to mention that Wang Hao possessed far greater combat experience.

Even if Bai Ran was an unparalleled prodigy who had broken through to Soul Elder before even enrolling,

Wang Hao himself was no pushover either.

Once the ten moves were over, he would simply announce that this junior had passed the assessment.

Otherwise, if he were defeated by a freshman who had not even enrolled yet, Wang Hao would never be able to show his face around the academy again.

However, once Bai Ran revealed his three Soul Rings,

everything changed.

Purple, black, black. The three Soul Rings were like three resounding slaps, viciously striking Wang Hao across the face.

"Thud~"

The teaching assistant responsible for counting the rounds at the side also failed to hold onto the counter in his hand.

W-Was this a joke?

A thousand-year first ring! A ten-thousand-year second ring! A fifty-thousand-year third ring!

Had their Shrek Academy really accepted a "Shrek"?

Bai Ran: What Shrek? Could you stop calling it such an awful name? Mm... Monster doesn't sound good either.

Before long, several academy higher-ups were alerted.

More precisely, they were a few old fellows from the Inner Court.

All of them were Sea God Pavilion elders.

There were also two younger ones, who were likely Shrek's two deans.

The man was Yan Shaozhe, dean of the Martial Soul Department, while the woman was naturally Xian Lin'er, dean of the Soul Guidance Department.

What was bound to come had come.

He had concealed the fact that he was a seven-year-old Soul Elder, but he could not conceal Soul Rings that far exceeded the standard age limits.

What could Bai Ran do? It was not as if he could hide them and refuse to use them.

Besides, Bai Ran did not possess the method Huo Yuhao had in the original work to alter the age of his Soul Rings.