Zhou Yi's Displeasure

Zhou Yi's husband, Fan Yu, was the most important figure in the Soul Tool Department after Qian Duoduo, and his network was vast.

If he had not been covering for her, Zhou Yi would have been expelled even if she were a Soul Saint.

Bei Bei must have been blind to actually think she was a good teacher!

After Tai Long left, Zhou Yi seized the chance to establish her authority and laid out her own rules.

In Qian Chaoguang's eyes, it was pure bullshit.

Although he also despised Tai Long's shirking and slippery behavior, he looked down on Zhou Yi's actions even more.

His character was flawed, so as the Class Advisor, should you not be correcting him?

What was a teacher?

A teacher was one who transmitted the Way, imparted knowledge, and resolved doubts.

People were not born knowing everything; who could be without doubts?

Teachers did not simply pass on knowledge. They also had to teach students the principles of conduct and the fine quality of proactive learning. That was what an academy and its teachers ought to do.

But what happened instead? Students came to school precisely to learn morals and knowledge, yet you taught nothing and just expelled them outright?

Then what use were you as a teacher?

No one was a sage; who could be without fault?

The responsibility of an academy and its teachers was to guide students who had "faults" onto the correct path.

If a student was walking the wrong road and you could not even be bothered to glance at them before kicking them away, then such a person truly was unworthy of being a teacher.

No matter how strong they were, no matter how correct their theories were, they were still unworthy of the word "teacher."

In a sense, Zhou Yi's teaching ability and philosophy were even inferior to Flender's.

At least Flender knew to do something about Ning Rongrong's princess syndrome and Oscar's laziness. You, Zhou Yi, were nothing more than a mere Soul Emperor—what virtue or ability gave you the right to act so arrogant?

On the platform, Zhou Yi looked toward the other students. Her gaze swept over the eight people who had escaped disaster, then finally landed on Qian Chaoguang.

"Cheng Cheng, Qiu Jianrao, Tang Dao, Shangguan Chentian, Lin Zeyu, Zhuge Yun, Tang Ling, Yun Xiaopiao. You should thank Qian Chaoguang. His kindness saved you."

The eight of them were all overwhelmingly grateful. Even the way they looked at Qian Chaoguang had changed.

With Tai Long as a living example before them, even the slowest person knew that Qian Chaoguang had given them a firm pull back, and could even be said to have saved their futures.

Being expelled from Shrek was practically a stain that lasted a lifetime on the Douluo Continent. No one wanted to be treated that way.

"We're all classmates under the same roof, and now we're a collective as well. Helping one another is only natural."

Qian Chaoguang spoke as if casually, quietly slipping a little private sowing of discord into words that seemed perfectly normal.

"Everyone went through countless hardships, and some students even spent their entire family fortune to come to Shrek to study. Now that we have gathered here as classmates, this is a kind of fate. I can't bear to see anyone end up with lifelong regret over one tiny mistake, or even waste their whole life because of it."

The atmosphere on the scene eased from its earlier tension.

Some students looked thoughtful. When they looked at Zhou Yi, there was not only fear in their eyes, but also a deeply hidden dissatisfaction.

That was right. We went through untold hardship to get into Shrek, and you can just expel us because you say so?

Which School Rule said that?

Zhou Yi frowned.

This was not the effect she had wanted.

Because of Qian Chaoguang's interruption, New Student Class One's fear of Zhou Yi plummeted.

"All of you, go back to your dorms and change, then return to the classroom for class. I'll give you fifteen minutes. Anyone late will be expelled!"

Zhou Yi coldly left those words behind, turned, and went straight back into the Teaching Building.

With the unlucky Tai Long having personally tested the rules for them, no one dared try to exploit a loophole this time. One after another, they rushed back to their dorms at a hundred-meter sprint.

When they reached the dorm room door, Wang Dong stood in the doorway, dawdling and refusing to go in.

Qian Chaoguang grabbed her by the collar and lifted her aside like he was carrying a chick.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Dong flailed in midair.

But she was much shorter than Qian Chaoguang, and her feet could not touch the floor at all.

"If you're not going in, don't block the way."

Qian Chaoguang left the furious Wang Dong there and started taking off his clothes right in the dorm.

"Bastard! Sooner or later, I'll beat you and make you follow my rules."

"Mm-hmm, sure. I'll be waiting. If you're not coming in, close the door."

"Fine, I'll close it!"

"Why did you use so much force? You cracked the door. Including the frame, that's five hundred Gold Soul Coins. Remember to pay the fine after class."

"Qian Chaoguang, I'll fuck your grandpa!"

"Then go ahead. As long as you have that function, I don't mind if you dig the old man out of his grave."

"I want to duel you!"

Wang Dong shouted from outside the door in grief and fury, her sharp voice piercing through several nearby rooms.

That one shout was all it took. The classmates in the corridor stuck their heads out one after another and stopped to watch.

Surrounded by dozens of "naked men" with bare upper bodies—some of whom had not even put on their pants yet—Wang Dong released her Martial Soul and yelled in anger, "What are you looking at? Keep staring and I'll dig your eyeballs out! Hurry up and get dressed, or are you waiting to be late to class and expelled?"

Ten minutes later, all ninety-nine freshmen of Class One were seated in the classroom.

Looking at the one empty seat, some people had fear in their eyes, some had gratitude, while others had resentment.

No one wanted to attend class under such a lunatic teacher. Who knew what random excuse she might use to expel you?

When the quarter of an hour was up, Zhou Yi arrived in the classroom right on time.

Seeing that the ninety-nine students below had all arrived, she nodded.

"We will begin class now. Your performance in the test just now was basically satisfactory. The vast majority of you completed the simple assessment of running. At the same time, one student surprised me. Qian Chaoguang, stand up."

Qian Chaoguang stood.

He stood in the very center of the first row, making him impossible to miss.

"State your Soul Power Level."

"Level thirteen."

Hearing the words "level thirteen," every student present froze. Those who came back to their senses stared at Qian Chaoguang in disbelief and began sucking in sharp breaths like mad.

The hissing went on without end. Anyone who did not know better would have thought they had walked into a snake pit.

Everyone had seen it just now. Qian Chaoguang, who had arrived more than twenty minutes late, had not even activated his Martial Soul, yet he had caught up lap after lap, and had even dragged Huo Yutong along to lap the fourth-place runner seven or eight times.

And now this ridiculously fierce guy was saying he was level thirteen?

Who the hell would believe that?

Wang Dong could not believe her ears.

Level thirteen Soul Power, without activating his Martial Soul, and he had utterly crushed her???

That absurd strength and physical quality of his were something level thirteen could accomplish?

Was this some kind of joke?

"Look at every single one of you. You're utterly useless!"

Zhou Yi said coldly.

Her earlier show of authority had not been enough, so she could only do it again.

"Qian Chaoguang is a specially invited student of the academy. With the lowest cultivation in the entire class, he defeated everyone except Wang Dong in the first test. Don't you feel ashamed? All right, Qian Chaoguang, sit down."

Qian Chaoguang obediently sat back down without saying anything.

It seemed Zhou Yi was not stupid either. She wanted to use him and Wang Dong to stir up the entire class's fighting spirit?

Don't worry, their fighting spirit would be stirred up—but it would not be because of him and Wang Dong.

Even after Zhou Yi confirmed it, Wang Dong still could not believe that she had been beaten so badly she could not fight back by a level-thirteen Spirit Master who had not even activated his Martial Soul!

Zhou Yi seemed completely unconcerned by the students' various reactions. She turned and wrote two large characters on the blackboard.

Attack.

Defense.

From this moment on, Qian Chaoguang's life of study at Shrek officially began.