A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring at the Start

Shrek Academy.

"You're so young, yet you're already this high-level?"

Flender looked at Feng Yang before him in astonishment.

Feng Yang was clearly about the same age as Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai was level 37, while Feng Yang had already reached level 43.

One had to know that level 43 already met the standard for a Heavenly Micro Level instructor at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"So, Headmaster, am I qualified to be a teacher at your academy?" Feng Yang asked with a smile.

Flender immediately pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

At that age, reaching level 43 certainly made him a genius.

He would be pretty useful as cheap labor in daily life, too.

A smile appeared on his face.

"It's possible, but the pay won't be very high. You should know that Shrek Academy is an academy for monsters. Our instructors are all quite high-level—none of them are below level 60."

What a profiteer.

He was already trying to exploit his labor.

But for Feng Yang, joining Shrek Academy definitely had more advantages than disadvantages.

As a transmigrator, he had awakened the Disciple Collection System.

As long as he took disciples, he could grow stronger. The greater a disciple's aptitude, the richer the rewards.

Of course, they also had to be female.

As for whether this "teaching" was proper or not, Feng Yang was still researching that.

"How low is 'not very high'?" Feng Yang asked.

"Uh, one Gold Soul Coin."

Even Flender felt guilty saying it.

It was downright ridiculous.

One Gold Soul Coin was enough to cover a typical family of three's expenses for a month, but Feng Yang was a Soul Master—a level 43 Soul Master. That was no low level.

"Isn't that a little excessive?" Feng Yang said.

"Ahem, why does Shrek Academy focus on accepting monsters as students? The goal is to build up our teachers' reputations. You have to look ahead. Once our students become famous, our value will naturally rise as well."

"Enough." Feng Yang cut him off. "I don't want to hear you sell me fantasies. One Gold Soul Coin it is."

Flender's eyes lit up, and he could hardly believe it.

Because his bottom line had been two Gold Soul Coins.

He hurriedly extended his hand.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

After that,

he arranged a place for Feng Yang to stay. At least it was a single room, which was decent enough.

The next day.

They gathered as usual.

Shrek's Seven Devils stood in a row in the open space.

Feng Yang and Flender stood facing the seven of them.

"Let me introduce you. This is Shrek Academy's new instructor."

Whoosh—

The seven were instantly startled. They looked at one another, whispered among themselves, and began discussing it.

"No way?"

"I thought he was a new student."

"Does he even look older than Boss Dai?"

"..."

"..."

Naturally, Feng Yang's gaze moved back and forth over the three girls.

Xiao Wu's adorable softness and pink stockings.

Ning Rongrong's pure, icy beauty and long, snow-white legs.

Zhu Zhuqing's cold, elegant beauty and alluring chest.

Wait.

Feng Yang came to his senses. Shouldn't he be looking at the girls' aptitudes instead?

He used the system to scan them.

Name: Xiao Wu

Level: 29

Aptitude: 185

Name: Ning Rongrong

Level: 26

Aptitude: 195

Name: Zhu Zhuqing

Level: 27

Aptitude: 190

There was not much difference between them, and all of them were above a hundred.

Before this, Feng Yang had taken in two disciples: Fang Man, with an aptitude of 31, and Liu Yueyue, with an aptitude of 55.

The gap was obvious.

Sure enough, he had come to the right place by joining Shrek Academy.

"Feng Yang!"

"Feng Yang!"

Flender called out to him repeatedly.

When Feng Yang gave no response at all,

smack!

Flender lightly patted him on the shoulder and back.

"What is it?" Feng Yang finally came back to his senses.

Their eyes met.

"Did you get so absorbed in looking at the girls?" Flender asked.

Feng Yang said, "Uh..."

"Hehehe."

Ning Rongrong quietly giggled.

Apparently, she was not particularly repulsed.

After all, Feng Yang was handsome.

Xiao Wu felt somewhat disgusted. After all, Tang San was the only one in her heart.

Being stared at like that truly made her uncomfortable.

Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, remained expressionless, revealing nothing.

As for Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, all of them wore displeased expressions.

Especially the first three. How dare he stare at the girls they liked that way.

How shameless!!

"Introduce yourself," Flender said.

"Alright." Feng Yang turned serious as he addressed them. "My name is Feng Yang. I'm a level 43 Soul Master, and my martial soul is Blue Flame."

Clang~

Soul rings pulsed into existence.

The first: 300 years, yellow.

The second: 500 years, yellow.

The third: 1,000 years, purple.

The fourth: 2,000 years, purple.

They were exceedingly plain and unremarkable.

Other than his level, which shocked the main group,

Tang San even looked down on the colors of his soul rings.

"My Third Soul Ring is already two thousand years, yet his Fourth Soul Ring is only two thousand years," he muttered quietly.

Xiao Wu immediately looked at him with admiration.

"Third Brother, you're still the best."

"Shh, keep it low-key." Tang San smiled.

He had thoroughly shown off this time.

"Alright, now that everyone knows each other, I'll personally come to teach whenever there are new instructional tasks in the future. As for your usual daily training, it'll be left to your Teacher Feng Yang," Flender said.

"..."

Sure enough, he was being paid the least while doing the coolest and most exhausting work.

"Yes."

"Alright, Headmaster."

They answered lazily. Clearly, they had no admiration whatsoever for Feng Yang, their new instructor.

They did not even show him the slightest respect.

After Flender left,

Feng Yang swept his gaze over the seven of them.

It finally settled on the three girls.

"Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, would you three be willing to become my disciples?"

The three girls were instantly dumbfounded.

This was far too sudden.

And rather amusing.

After all, becoming someone's disciple was different from simply being a student at an academy.

It could completely become a relationship of a teacher for a day, a father for life.

So how could Feng Yang, who was not much older than them, possibly be qualified?

"Sorry, Teacher Feng. Xiao Wu doesn't want to take a master for now. If she did want to, she would take Master Yu Xiaogang as her master," Tang San said.

Clearly,

he was mocking Feng Yang for having no reputation and no ability, yet still wanting to imitate others and take disciples.

Feng Yang glanced at Tang San, his eyes turning somewhat cold.

If you want to refuse, then refuse. Why mock me too?

You were the one who came at me first.

"Did I ask you?"

The smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air.

Yet Tang San did not care at all. His face was resolute, as though he were saying, Don't like me? Then come at me if you dare.

"I can make decisions for Xiao Wu."

"Yes, Teacher Feng Yang. I listen to Tang San. I don't want to become your disciple."

Xiao Wu's face had also turned cold.

Clearly, she was helping Tang San throw Feng Yang some attitude.

"Fine."

Feng Yang nodded and stopped wasting words on the two of them.

He then looked at Ning Rongrong.

"Ning Rongrong, what about you? Are you willing to become my disciple?"

"Teacher Feng Yang, Ning Rongrong has no plans to take a master at the moment," Oscar cut in.

Another one helping to throw him some attitude.

Good!

Very good!

Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar as well.

"Oscar! Who do you think you are? What right do you have to make decisions for me?"

"Uh..." Oscar immediately shrank back.

"..."

Was there a chance?

Feng Yang's heart leaped with joy.

But in the next moment, Ning Rongrong put on the air of someone who had received a refined education.

"However, Teacher Feng Yang, I truly have no plans to take a master right now," Ning Rongrong said, pretending to be polite.

In truth, she simply looked down on Feng Yang.

After all, her family had two Title Douluo. Why would she need to take an unremarkable level 43 man as her master?

This time, Oscar was happy.

Fuck!

Feng Yang felt a little awkward, and a little less confident.

Every one of these protagonists was arrogant to the bone.

It seemed he could only accept disciples with relatively low aptitude and slowly build up his strength.

"Fine. Since none of you are willing, train today the same things you were supposed to train yesterday."

After tossing out those words, he turned and left.

He did not even ask Zhu Zhuqing.

"Pfft~"

Behind him, Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others immediately began mocking him.

They started whispering and laughing.

"I'm dying. He actually wanted to accept disciples."

"Did you see that? The look in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing."

"Yeah, disgusting!"

"Rongrong, it's a good thing you didn't agree to him. I could tell at a glance that he was up to no good," Oscar said.

"Exactly. The way he looked at the three girls, especially Zhuqing, from the start was downright lecherous. He's obviously a pervert," Dai Mubai said.

"The key point is that he's only level 43 himself. Does he think he's the Grandmaster or something? That he knows all kinds of martial soul theory?" Tang San said.

"I don't think he can teach anything worthwhile either." Xiao Wu happily chimed in. "His purpose in taking us as disciples must be so he can openly stare at us."

"That really does make sense." Ma Hongjun joined in. "Otherwise, why did he only ask you girls and not us?"

"Hahaha." Xiao Wu laughed out loud.

She was thrilled beyond measure.

Sure enough, human joy was built upon the suffering of others.

"Exactly. I'm already level 38. He's only five levels higher than me. If we fought, he might not even be my match."

"Hahaha." Oscar laughed loudly. "Boss Dai, find a chance to spar with him and let him know his place."

"Mm, when there's a chance. We can't just start a fight, after all. He is a teacher." Dai Mubai continued speaking sarcastically, his face full of disdain.

Yet, to everyone's surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing chased after Feng Yang's retreating figure.

"Teacher Feng Yang."

Feng Yang stopped and turned around.

"What is it?"

"I am willing to become your disciple," Zhu Zhuqing replied coldly.

Everyone present was shocked. For a moment, they all froze and stared at the scene.

"Why?" Feng Yang was somewhat surprised.

"Because I think the way you assessed us just now was different. You were not carefully looking at our figures. As for what exactly you were looking at, perhaps only you know," Zhu Zhuqing said respectfully.

"..."

She really was cold on the outside and warm on the inside—thoughtful and perceptive, getting straight to the heart of the matter.

She could even see that?

Feng Yang was thoroughly surprised.

"Good! Zhu Zhuqing, today, I, Feng Yang, accept you as my disciple!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold, beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

She immediately dropped to one knee.

"Zhu Zhuqing pays respects to Master."

Ding—!

Passive mission completed

Accept Disciple: Zhu Zhuqing

Aptitude: 190

Issuing Super Excellent Reward—

Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Blue Flame Domain.

Within a hundred-meter radius, everyone can feel a scorching heat. Opponents must consume Soul Power to resist it.

First disciple accepted with explosive aptitude. Level and soul ring rewards triggered.

Congratulations, Host, your level has increased.

Level 43 → Level 49

Congratulations, Host, your soul rings have improved.

First Soul Skill: Dragon Stretch

Soul Ring Year: 300 years → 1,800 years

Clutch a handful of blue flames and slash out a semicircle. Cool as hell.

Second Soul Skill: Eight Child Dance

Soul Ring Year: 500 years → 3,000 years

Under eight claw strikes, blue flames burst forth. Clothes tear apart, the chest is exposed, the target freezes in midair, then is flung up and blown apart.

Third Soul Skill: Eight Wine Cups

Soul Ring Year: 1,000 years → 6,000 years

Clutch a handful of blue flames and blast them out. Wherever they pass, the earth shakes and the mountains tremble. Those hit are immobilized for three seconds.

Fourth Soul Skill: Sweep the Earth's Karmic Fire

Soul Ring Year: 2,000 years → 12,000 years

Blue flames cover the entire body before launching forward in a fierce charge, increasing Soul Power sixfold.

This was explosive!

The formation of the Blue Flame Domain meant that as long as he activated his martial soul, his opponents would have to expend Soul Power to resist the scorching heat.

Not only that, he had risen six levels in a row, reaching level 49.

The years of all his soul rings had increased sixfold as well.

His fourth ring had directly become a 12,000-year black soul ring.

Accepting this disciple felt amazing!

Compared to accepting disciples with low aptitude, the rewards were indeed more than six times as generous.

Moreover, when he taught her in the future, he could improve himself while improving his disciple.

A win-win situation.

Ding!

The most suitable Inscription Hero Skill replica has been found for Zhu Zhuqing—

Mantis

Isolated and Helpless LV1

When an opponent has no teammates within five meters, damage increases by 100%.

With a flash of light.

The Inscription Book landed in Feng Yang's hand.

He did not inspect it further and directly handed it over.

"This is your greeting gift from your master."

"Ah?!"

Zhu Zhuqing looked overwhelmed by the favor.

Because ever since she was young, having grown up in that family where it was kill or be killed, she had never received any gift.

"Take it."

"Thank you, Master." Zhu Zhuqing accepted it with both hands.

"Mm. Study the inscriptions inside carefully and strive to comprehend them as soon as possible."

"Yes."

As Feng Yang left.

Zhu Zhuqing finally rose from the ground.

Behind her.

Seeing someone receive a gift just like that, they could not help feeling a little jealous.

"Could that be some miraculous cultivation technique?" Ma Hongjun asked enviously.

"Tch, it's probably nothing good." Xiao Wu pouted disdainfully.

"Exactly, there's nothing to envy," Tang San said.

"Zhuqing." Dai Mubai walked over directly, his expression both confused and anxious. "Why did you take that pervert as your master?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him coldly.

"Are you questioning me?"

"Uh..."

Dai Mubai immediately lost his nerve.

"And." Zhu Zhuqing continued to stare at him. "That is my master. If you call him a pervert again, I will not let you off!"

After leaving those words behind.

She turned and left.

"You!!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, feeling extremely irritated.

He had clearly been concerned about her, yet she had warned him instead. It felt as awful as eating shit.

However.

In Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, these people were incredibly foolish.

Feng Yang was clearly the same age as Dai Mubai, yet he was already level 43. But they looked down on him just because he was a teacher and refused to accept it?