Boss?

Master and Tang San looked at each other, then exclaimed in unison, "He really isn't human."

"Could you describe me with a different word..." Ye Yu felt very awkward hearing that.

Master laughed. "Haha... that really is a poor way to put it. I should say you're extraordinary and refined."

Master exclaimed in amazement, "A ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring—for a Level 30 Soul Grandmaster, no one would even dare imagine it. No one has ever had such a thought. With the strength of a Level 30 Soul Grandmaster, hunting a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast goes without saying—it's absolutely unprecedented, a fantasy. However, hunting Soul Beasts doesn't mean you can't rely completely on external help. Your special constitution can absorb a portion of your soul power and strengthen itself, so with your Martial Soul as support, if you invite a powerful Soul Master when the time comes, there may be a sliver of hope. Still, it isn't something that can be done in just a year or two."

Ye Yu nodded. "Mm. I plan to spend six years on it. After obtaining two Soul Rings, I'll keep myself at Level 30 as a Soul Grandmaster and not acquire a third Soul Ring. For six years, I'll keep cultivating, letting my body continuously absorb soul power until it reaches saturation. Although I don't know how much my body can absorb before it becomes saturated right now, there must be a limit."

Master felt more and more that Ye Yu's constitution was the truly terrifying thing.

Tang San thought the same. Since it could absorb soul power, once the soul power became saturated, he could let his body absorb it, then fill it up again, absorb it again, and continuously raise his own strength.

Ye Yu had also come to understand the terror of his constitution during these three months of training. In a game, it would be the equivalent of a bug, a cheat.

Master walked to the doorway but did not step over the threshold, afraid Ye Yu might say something else world-shattering.

Ye Yu said, "Master, let's go. That's all..."

Only then did Master dare step out the door, taking Tang San and Ye Yu to register.

Nuoding Academy was not very large, with only a few buildings: the teaching building, the sports field, the dormitory building, and the toilets.

The room in the middle of the first floor of the teaching building was the Academic Affairs Office. The person in charge of receiving new students was a man in his sixties, with two young men in their thirties assisting him.

After Master arrived, he placed the certificate on the desk and looked at the older man.

"Director Su, these are the work-study students sent by Holy Soul Village this year. Please take a look at their certificates."

Director Su was all smiles. "Master, I didn't expect you to come in person. What a rare guest. Why not sit for a while and chat?"

"No, I still have matters to handle. Xiao Yu, Xiao San, I'll be leaving first."

"All right, teacher."

Ye Yu knew that Master needed to get busy choosing suitable Soul Beasts and looking for a powerful Soul Master, one capable of dealing with thousand-year or several-thousand-year ones.

After Master left, Director Su and the two men beside him corrected them, "You two call Master teacher? He isn't a teacher of the academy."

Tang San nodded. "I know. We've already taken him as our teacher."

Director Su and the two men were slightly startled, and they looked as if they really wanted to laugh.

Director Su reminded them, "Any Soul Master can only acknowledge one master. Otherwise, they won't be tolerated by the world. Do you really think Master is suitable? Or do you not understand Master?"

Ye Yu said calmly, "What's unsuitable about it? Should we take you as our teachers instead?"

Hearing this, the two men beside him grew somewhat angry.

Director Su gave them a look, signaling them to endure it, then glanced at the certificates and sighed. "You're actually both Innate Full Soul Power, but unfortunately, you both have Waste Martial Souls. What a waste of heaven's gifts. Perhaps you are suited to taking Master as your teacher. Your Martial Souls are both waste, but Master is 'invincible' when it comes to knowledge. He can teach you a few things."

After the signatures were completed, Tang San and Ye Yu left. Just as they were about to step out of the room, Ye Yu heard the two young men talking, their voices carrying faint disdain and sarcasm.

"Although everyone says Master is invincible in theory, the theory has to be achievable to count. No matter how you look at it, it's all fabricated nonsense. He even made up something called the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul. It's too ridiculous."

"Heh heh, since he can't possibly become stronger in terms of strength, he can only mess around with these useless things to save face."

As the two men mocked him, Director Su reminded them, "Don't discuss this in the school in the future. Be careful the Dean hears you. Master is the Dean's friend, and you mustn't make reckless judgments. Although his theories have never been proven, no one has been able to prove them wrong either. In the Martial Soul world, Master is also a renowned figure."

The two men laughed. "Director, I think he's more like a renowned clown. Many people respect him on the surface, but in truth, they all treat him as a joke in their hearts."

At that moment, Ye Yu's steps paused, and his expression turned a little colder.

Tang San naturally heard it too, and displeasure rose in his heart.

Ye Yu turned back and retorted, "What we need most right now is to be taught theory. A teacher can't pass strength on to his disciples. The most important thing is knowledge. You can't even understand that much, yet you think you're fit to teach students here? Misleading the younger generation?"

Hearing this, the two men were furious and snapped, "What did you say?"

"Hmph! We're misleading the younger generation? The strongest student we taught fought his way to the level of Soul Sage! As for you two, in the future, at most you'll be like your teacher, stopping at Level 30 as Soul Grand Masters. We don't have some so-called Master's fame in the Martial Soul world, because we aren't clowns laughed at by everyone."

Ye Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "In the future, Master's name will become even more illustrious across the entire continent because of us, and everyone will revere him."

Hearing this, the two men laughed disdainfully. Even Director Su found it funny.

"What? You mean to say that you'll be very powerful in the future? That Master will become even more famous because of your glory?"

"I think there'll just be two more little clowns and jokes in the future, and that's why Master will become even more famous. Hahaha..."

"Exactly. After all, you're two Waste Martial Souls. What level could you possibly cultivate to?"

The two men scoffed.

Ye Yu did not continue talking to small fry like this and waste his own time. He turned and left, leaving behind one sentence. "Time will prove everything. When you think back to today in the future, don't regret it."

Ye Yu and Tang San left. The two men snorted. "Regret? Never. With two Waste Martial Souls like yours, you're destined to achieve nothing. In the future, you'll be at the bottom rung of Soul Masters on this continent."

"If I ever regret what happened today, I'll piss upside down for a month! Director Su, you'll be my witness."

The two men were extremely confident. Regret was impossible.

Before long, Ye Yu and Tang San arrived at the dormitory building. It was quite large, with seven floors in total. After all, all students could only live in the academy and were managed uniformly.

The first-year dormitories were on the first floor, with seven dorm rooms. The dormitory Ye Yu and Tang San were assigned to was Dorm Seven.

Just as Ye Yu and Tang San were about to enter, a child who was considered quite tall and sturdy among those his age blocked the doorway and said proudly, "You're new students, right?"

"Yes." Tang San nodded.

"My name is Wang Sheng, and I'm the boss of Seventh Dormitory." Wang Sheng glanced at the two little lackeys behind him and asked, "Xiao Lizi, Xiao Shunzi, which of you is going to explain our Seventh Dormitory's rules to them?"

"I'll do it, Boss."

"Good. Xiao Lizi, you explain."

Xiao Lizi introduced him with pride and arrogance. "Our boss's martial soul is War Tiger! Rank twelve..."

Ye Yu cut him off impatiently. "Enough. Stop. I'm not interested. Move aside."

Xiao Lizi froze. Wang Sheng was also taken aback for a moment, then grew somewhat angry.

"Hmph. Don't tell me your martial souls are even more impressive. What are your martial souls?"

Tang San said, "Mine is Blue Silver Grass, and Brother Yu's is Black Tail Flower."

Since most people believed it was Black Tail Flower, they would just say that. Master had also told them not to reveal it.

At that, Wang Sheng and his two lackeys laughed.

"I thought they were some kind of martial souls. Turns out they're two Waste Martial Souls. Listen up. I'm the boss here, and the rule of Seventh Dormitory is that everyone has to listen to the boss! Xiao Sanzi, Xiao Yuzi, that's what I'll call you from now on."

Ye Yu said flatly, "Shut up."

"What, not convinced? Then let's fight. Whoever wins is the boss!" Wang Sheng was proud and confident.

Ye Yu looked at Tang San and asked, "Xiao San, you want to do it, or should I?"

Tang San said, "I'll do it. If you make a move, Brother Yu, he probably won't be able to get out of bed for several days."