What an Evil Place. Sooner or Later, I'll Level It!

Spirit Academy wasn't far from the Pope's Palace.

It stood halfway up Spirit Mountain.

Before long, the carriage finally rolled to a stop.

"Young masters, young lady, we've arrived."

Yue Guan's voice came from outside.

The next moment,

Qian Renchuan woke at once.

He slowly climbed out of his seat and stretched.

At the sight,

Huo Yuhao's eyelid twitched, and his fists clenched.

Damn it!

I thought you were dead just now.

And now you spring right back to life?

I even thought you'd been reborn!

Qian Renchuan paid no attention to Huo Yuhao's murderous glare.

"Second Brother?"

"What's wrong? Why are your eyes so wide?"

"Did a bug fly into one? Want your big brother to blow it out?"

Blow it out, my ass!

Huo Yuhao nearly lost it.

Without another word, he pulled back the curtain with a dark expression and got out.

Outside the carriage

stood a magnificent complex of buildings.

Above the broad entrance hung a gilded plaque bearing the words "Spirit Academy."

The towering stone pillars around it were carved with all kinds of Martial Soul designs.

It was grand

and solemn.

Looking at the academy gates, Huo Yuhao sneered inwardly.

So this is where Spirit Hall trains its lackeys?

It looks respectable enough on the surface. Who knows how many dirty deeds go on behind the scenes?

What an evil place. Sooner or later, I'll level it!

No one in this era knew

that in his previous life, he had wiped out those Evil Soul Masters completely.

Huo Yuhao was sworn to oppose evil, and that meant he was sworn to oppose Spirit Hall.

Just then, Yue Guan turned around and spoke in a low, stern voice.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Lady, Third Young Master."

"His Holiness the Pope has decreed that once you enter Spirit Academy, your titles mean nothing."

"Everyone here is a student, and that includes you."

"If you cause trouble here or get bullied, no one from Spirit Hall will step in to back you up."

Those words were clearly meant for Qian Renchuan.

Qian Renxue and Huo Yuhao remained expressionless. Qian Renchuan merely picked at his ear.

"Got it, got it. Uncle Yue Guan, you're such a nag."

After they entered the academy,

several middle-aged people in ornate robes soon came to meet them.

They were the chiefs of Spirit Academy.

They handled the academy's affairs day to day.

Yue Guan handed the three over, gave the chiefs a few instructions, then winked at them and left with a smile.

But...

The chiefs looked rather troubled.

Even so, they treated Qian Renchuan and the others courteously. After a brief chat,

they led them toward the Second-Level Class.

Spirit Academy's classes began with the Beginner Class, for six-year-olds who had just awakened their Martial Souls.

After that came the first year, second year, third year, fourth year, and fifth year.

At their age, Qian Renchuan and the others would normally have gone to the Beginner Class.

But their abilities were what they were, and the chiefs also had His Holiness the Pope's instructions to carry out.

The Beginner Class

simply wouldn't be challenging enough!

So after discussing it the previous night, the three chiefs had decided to place them in the Second-Level Class.

Its students were almost all above level twenty.

Most were around ten years old.

At that moment,

inside the Second-Level Class,

an Instructor was lecturing earnestly on Martial Soul Theory.

When he saw the chiefs enter with the newcomers, he stopped.

The chiefs brought the three to the front of the classroom. One cleared his throat and addressed the class.

"These are your new classmates: Qian Renchuan, Qian Renxue, and Qian Yuhao."

"You'll all be studying together from now on."

As soon as he finished, every student looked toward the three of them.

When their gazes landed on Qian Renchuan in particular,

their expressions turned unfriendly.

They had already been tipped off that the three were the Pope's children.

But they also knew the Pope had no intention of giving them special treatment.

Word had even come down in secret: as long as they didn't kill the three, they could do as they pleased.

More importantly, rumors about the Eldest Young Master, Qian Renchuan, had already spread throughout the academy.

Everyone knew he was useless.

He had the mighty gift of twin Martial Souls, yet all he ever did was sleep in!

"In a world where the strong prey on the weak, failing to train hard is a sin. Who cares if he's the Pope's son?"

"He's in for it later. We'll show him what's what!"

These gifted students were proud to a fault. They despised people like Qian Renchuan, who squandered every advantage they had.

After introducing the three, the chief smiled and pointed to three empty seats together at the back of the classroom.

"You three can sit there."

Once the chiefs had left, the Instructor smiled at the newcomers.

"Go on, take your seats. We'll continue the lesson."

He knew the higher-ups had said not to give these three children special treatment. They were supposed to be tested.

But he was an adult.

He knew what to do.

No special treatment was one thing; offending them was another.

Then,

the Instructor's expression changed.

Qian Renchuan had barely reached his seat when he spread his hands.

Whoosh.

A pillow dropped onto the desk from his Storage Soul Tool.

Then Qian Renchuan folded over the desk, closed his eyes, and went right back to sleep.

He did it all with practiced ease.

The entire class stared, dumbfounded.

Beside him, Qian Renxue ground her teeth in anger.

That bastard! Sleeping in front of everyone on his first day of class? He's disgraced the entire Qian Family!

Huo Yuhao looked both exasperated and furious.

How did I end up with such an idiot for a big brother?

He's surrounded by wolves, and instead of staying alert, he's sleeping like the dead?

He won't even know what hit him!

At the lectern, the Instructor's mouth kept twitching.

In all his years of teaching, he had never seen such an outrageous student.

But remembering Qian Renchuan's identity, he swallowed his anger, pretended not to notice, and continued the lesson.

The gifted students below were not so forgiving.

They were seething.

Every one of them burned with anger.

"Damn him!"

"How arrogant! He doesn't take any of us seriously!"

"He's insulting the Instructor and provoking us!"

"Looks like we really do need to teach him a lesson!"

Time flew.

Qian Renchuan slept soundly at his desk and even had a pleasant dream.

Soon, the dull morning theory lesson ended.

The Instructor closed his lesson notes.

"That's it for this morning."

"Next is Practical Class. Everyone, gather on the field."

"In Practical Class, you'll learn how Soul Masters use and control their Martial Souls, and how to unleash Soul Skills."

At the words "Practical Class,"

every student in the Second-Level Class lit up.

The next moment,

Swish, swish, swish!

As one, they all turned to look at Qian Renchuan.