Time flew by, and amid the daily cycle of attending classes, selling barbecue, and returning to his dorm, three months passed in a flash.
A great deal happened during those three months, and Huo Yuhao met many people. His campus life was quite colorful, and he was fairly happy with both his studies and his daily life.
Aside from certain things that disgusted him, everything was going well.
His Soul Power had also risen to rank fifteen over those three months, finally bringing him up to the admission standard.
He had not noticed at first, but over a longer stretch of time, it became obvious that his cultivation speed had increased considerably.
After he merged with Tian Meng, the cold energy within him greedily devoured and digested Tian Meng's power, turning it into his own Soul Power.
"Yuhao, hurry up and cultivate! Once you reach rank twenty, we'll go to the Far North and do something big!"
"What's your hurry?"
This was not the first time Tian Meng had urged Huo Yuhao along. Whenever he mentioned the grand plan that would determine both their fates, he could barely contain his excitement.
Huo Yuhao was not the only one making progress. The other students in Freshman Class One had all improved to varying degrees. It was not that no one had challenged Huo Yuhao again, but they discovered that they simply could not beat him. In the end, everyone accepted his superiority.
Under Zhou Yi's strict carrot-and-stick instruction, the students of Freshman Class One had completely transformed. After three months of study, eighty-five students remained in Freshman Class One, putting its dropout rate roughly on par with the other classes.
The academy's senior administrators were very surprised, but also very pleased. They believed Zhou Yi had finally changed her teaching style.