"The Junior Division..."
Huo Yuhao murmured those words, his gaze unconsciously drifting toward the Junior Division of Mingdou Academy.
His conversation with Xuan Ziwen had reminded him that, although it was also part of Mingdou Academy, the Junior Division received far less attention than the Senior Division.
The Junior Division admitted children who had only recently undergone their martial soul awakening. Never mind theories related to soul masters-most of these six-year-olds had barely received any general education.
As a result, the lower grades in the Junior Division still focused primarily on general education. Their theoretical courses on soul masters were not particularly advanced, and even sparring between students was more like children roughhousing. Their soul engineer courses mostly covered recognizing metals and the basic categories of soul tools.
The first few years of classes were easy, with plenty of free time. Only as graduation approached, when the students needed to advance to a senior academy, would both teachers and students begin taking things more seriously.
Generally speaking, because the children were so young, most soul master parents chose a nearby junior academy rather than sending their children far away to study.
Some nobles and members of sects did not choose junior academies at all, instead educating their children themselves and only considering a senior academy once they turned twelve.
As Huo Yuhao pondered this, a sudden fluctuation reached his mind. He frowned and stared toward the Junior Division.
That unusual fluctuation came from the mark he had left on Qian Feng, indicating that a strange change had occurred in the boy's evil martial soul.
But this change probably did not mean his martial soul had lost control and run wild. Could he be using his martial soul in an intense battle? Would there be a battle that fierce in the