School Begins

Ever since parting ways with Beibei, Lu Chen had shut himself in the dormitory and trained bitterly for two straight days. Other than eating, he had barely moved at all.

"Hey, which class are you in? School starts today. Are you seriously planning to sit here until dark?"

Seeing Lu Chen still seated cross-legged on his bed, with the fluctuations of Soul Power around him not yet dissipated, Wang Dong finally could not hold back any longer.

Come to think of it, the two had been roommates for two days, yet neither had even asked which class the other had been assigned to.

They were probably the worst roommates imaginable.

"Class One." Lu Chen slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes. "What about you?"

He had long seen that his roommate was not bad by nature. Wang Dong had merely been spoiled into having a young master's temper by his family.

However, ever since Lu Chen had taught him a lesson last time, he had become much more well-behaved.

"You're in Class One too?!"

Wang Dong was clearly surprised by the news.

"Where else would I be?" Lu Chen glanced at him and unhurriedly got up to pack his things. "Your Light Goddess Butterfly is a Power Attack System Martial Soul. What a coincidence—I'm Power Attack System too."

"Even if we weren't in the same class now, the Freshman Assessment in three months would still put us together after the classes are reorganized by system."

According to Shrek Academy's rules, freshmen would undergo an assessment three months after enrollment.

Those who passed would be reassigned to different classes according to their respective systems.

Whether it was Wang Dong's Martial Soul or Soul Skills, they were the standard template for the Power Attack System. Even if they had not been assigned to the same class this time, they would eventually end up in one together.

"I... I can take the Agility Attack System, can't I?!"

Wang Dong puffed out his chest, looking thoroughly unconvinced.

"Do whatever you want." Lu Chen threw on his coat, his tone indifferent. "You can fool other people, but don't end up fooling yourself too."

With that, Lu Chen finished packing and headed for the door.

He had heard that Class One's homeroom teacher was Zhou Yi, someone notoriously difficult to deal with.

He was not afraid of her, but there was no need to make trouble for himself.

He had come to Shrek Academy to cultivate and gather information about this era.

A stable cultivation environment was better than anything else.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait for me!"

Seeing this, Wang Dong could no longer keep up his stubborn act and hurriedly chased after him.

The moment he stepped out, Lu Chen ran into Huo Yuhao, who was also leaving the dormitory next door.

"Big Brother Lu."

The instant Huo Yuhao saw Lu Chen, he took the initiative to greet him, his eyes carrying a natural sense of closeness.

"Where's your roommate? He didn't come with you?"

Lu Chen looked behind him and found the corridor completely empty, making him somewhat curious.

"Big Brother Lu, I live alone. I don't have a roommate."

Huo Yuhao answered honestly.

"That's nice, having a room all to yourself."

Lu Chen said it with genuine envy.

Peaceful and free—that was the life he wanted.

But the moment Lu Chen finished speaking, someone exploded behind him.

"What do you mean by that, Lu? If you don't want to share a dorm with me, just say it!"

Wang Dong stormed over, his handsome face flushed bright red with anger.

"Yes, I don't want to share a dorm with you." Without turning his head, Lu Chen answered with complete frankness. "You look like you have money. Why don't you move out?"

Wang Dong choked on Lu Chen's matter-of-fact attitude. His chest heaved twice before he gave a cold snort and raised his chin. "Hmph! You don't want to share a dorm with me, but I insist on sharing one with you! I'm not moving out. I'll piss you off!"

Lu Chen did not stop walking. He merely tossed out two words lightly:

"Heh. Childish."

After that, he ignored Wang Dong entirely and headed straight toward the teaching building.

"Actually, Big Brother Lu is a really nice person."

Huo Yuhao smiled awkwardly at Wang Dong before catching up to Lu Chen.

Once he caught up, Huo Yuhao thanked Lu Chen. "Big Brother Lu, thank you for the pill. It raised both my Soul Power level and my cultivation speed by quite a bit."

Yesterday afternoon, his senior brother Beibei had come to find him and given him a pill.

He had said Lu Chen had provided it and told Huo Yuhao to take it.

After taking it, his Soul Power had risen in one go from Level 11 to Level 13.

Even his cultivation speed had become much faster than before.

"Oh? Looks like Beibei treats you very well."

Lu Chen immediately understood that Beibei had given one of the pills Lu Chen had handed him two days ago to Huo Yuhao.

A pill worth eighty thousand Gold Soul Coins had been given away without hesitation. Beibei truly treated Huo Yuhao well.

"Still, if you want to thank someone, thank Beibei. He was the one who decided to give you the pill."

Lu Chen did not take credit for it.

Although he had provided the pill, the decision had rested with Beibei.

The person Huo Yuhao truly needed to thank was still Beibei.

"Yes, Senior Brother is very good to me too."

Huo Yuhao nodded.

His time at Shrek had been the happiest he had felt since his mother's death.

Whether it was his teacher Tang Ya, his senior brother, or this big brother of his, all of them had taken great care of him.

"Oh, right, Big Brother Lu. Senior Brother asked me to give this to you."

Huo Yuhao took out a Spatial Soul Tool and handed it to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen accepted it and injected a thread of Soul Power into it to inspect its contents.

The internal space of this Spatial Soul Tool was not particularly large, but everything inside had been arranged neatly and methodically.

Three yellowed pill scrolls lay quietly within. They were clearly the low-tier Pill Recipes Beibei had found for him, as promised.

Beside the three scrolls stood a blue-gray alchemical cauldron about half a person tall. Its design was ordinary, but its body was thick and heavy. One glance was enough to tell that it was sturdy and durable.

Around the alchemical cauldron were many basic pill-refining materials, sorted into categories. Lu Chen gave them a rough look and recognized the uses of nearly all of them.

Of course, the most valuable item was a white Soul Coin Card.

With a thought from Lu Chen, the information on the Soul Coin Card surfaced in his mind—there were exactly eighty thousand Gold Soul Coins stored inside.

This was clearly Beibei's payment for the Qinglan Cleansing Marrow Pill.

"It seems this senior of mine has a very good grasp of how to handle people."

Low-tier Pill Recipes might be somewhat difficult to find, but to Beibei, they were hardly a problem.

The alchemical cauldron and those pill-refining materials were not worth much either, so Beibei had simply done him a favor and gifted them all to him.

The purpose was obvious as well: Beibei wanted to establish a connection with him, an alchemist.

"Thank your senior brother for me."

Lu Chen put away the Spatial Soul Tool and nodded to Huo Yuhao.

Now that he had an alchemical cauldron, Pill Recipes, and materials, he could begin planning his pill-refining business.

Being a Spirit Master was a profession that could earn money quickly, but it was also one that consumed money at an astonishing rate.

Later on, he and Qian Renxue would certainly have to establish their own sect or faction.

The amount of money required then would be astronomical.

"Yes. Senior Brother said that if you need anything else, feel free to ask him."

Huo Yuhao relayed Beibei's words.

"This is enough for now."

Lu Chen's gaze swept over the ring in his hand. Selling low-tier pills in large quantities was currently the best way for him to accumulate funds.

Although Wang Dong was still sulking nearby, he could not help sneaking a curious glance when he saw Lu Chen receive the items. However, he quickly turned his head away again and pretended not to care.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the teaching building together.