Wang Xiaoming folded his arms, making no move with his hands.
That guy had acted all aloof and teased him in the forest.
He had to make it move on its own!
The Kabuto Zecter couldn't understand what he was saying.
It simply folded its wings and settled quietly in front of the camera, just like an ordinary transformation device.
Wang Xiaoming: "..."
If you like playing dead, then stay outside.
He ignored the Kabuto Zecter playing dead and strode straight back into the hall.
When Meng Zhuang saw Wang Xiaoming, he hurried over, staring in surprise at him and the empty space behind him.
"Young master, how did you get back on your own?"
"It's all right, Uncle Meng. A kind person brought me straight back. Later, find someone to bring the carriage back from the Soul Hunting Forest. Go tell the kitchen to prepare dinner. I'm so hungry my stomach's practically flattened."
As Wang Xiaoming spoke, he rubbed his stomach.
He had eaten little that morning, and he had barely eaten anything at the crown prince's residence before going out to begin Soul Hunting.
His stomach had long since begun to wail.
"All right, all right. Please wait a moment. I'll tell the servants to get it done."
Meng Zhuang nodded and turned to head to the kitchen.
Just as he was about to leave, Wang Xiaoming's voice came from behind him.
"Uncle Meng... I've finished absorbing my First Soul Ring."
"Good, that's good. It's good that you've become a Soul Master."
Meng Zhuang stopped in his tracks, a gratified smile appearing on his face.
After hurriedly saying that, Meng Zhuang continued toward the kitchen.
But when he reached a corner, he stopped, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the dampness from the corners of his eyes.
"Viscount, madam, the young master has become a Soul Master... did you see?"
Wang Xiaoming sat cross-legged on a chair, quietly sensing the Soul Power inside him.
Among the books Ning Rongrong had sent him was a meditation method.
Although he didn't know how it differed from the mass-produced meditation methods at the junior academies, he began cultivating it anyway.
After absorbing that seven-hundred-year Soul Ring, his Soul Power Level had shot straight up to level thirteen.
He didn't know whether it was because of the Whale Rubber or that Soul Ring beyond the age limit.
He felt that his Soul Power cultivation was progressing quite quickly.
At that moment, the Soul Power inside him was full to an absurd degree. He should reach level fourteen soon.
With that thought, he concentrated on meditating while he waited for dinner.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard Meng Zhuang's voice as he meditated.
"Young master, there's someone at the door asking to see you. She says she's a teacher from Heaven Dou Royal Academy."
Hearing his voice, Wang Xiaoming slowly ended his cultivation and opened his eyes.
"A teacher from Heaven Dou Royal Academy? What does she want with me? Forget it... let her in."
Soon, Meng Zhuang led a woman into the hall. She had a valiant appearance, wore her golden hair in a ponytail, and was dressed in a splendid uniform.
When she met Wang Xiaoming, she immediately bowed respectfully to him.
"Greetings, esteemed Viscount Wang Xiaoming. My name is Qiu Yue, and I am a teacher at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"I am here on behalf of Heaven Dou Royal Junior Academy to invite you to enroll. This is a letter of admission, and here is a handwritten letter from His Highness the Crown Prince. Please accept them."
The next moment, two items appeared in her hands, and she waited for Meng Zhuang to take them.
The teacher kept a very humble posture. After all, he was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. As long as nothing went wrong, he would surely become a Titled Douluo someday.
He couldn't be compared to those other obnoxious noble children.
Wang Xiaoming gave a soft hum of acknowledgment.
Meng Zhuang then took the two items and brought them over to Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming ignored the so-called letter of admission.
He opened Xue Qinghe's handwritten letter with its gilded lettering.
[Worthy younger brother, things were too rushed during the day, and I forgot to tell you one thing. I have already submitted your information to Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
If you haven't decided which academy to attend, worthy younger brother, you might consider this one. Aside from Spirit Hall, there should be nowhere with teachers who can match those of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Of course, if you have somewhere else in mind, please feel free to go there. I respect your choice. If you encounter any difficulties, don't hesitate to come to the crown prince's residence and find me.
-Xue Qinghe.]
Xue Qinghe had certainly mastered the art of acting first and reporting afterward.
He had sent an academy teacher with the admission letter, along with a letter of apology.
If Wang Xiaoming refused, his reputation for arrogance and looking down on everyone would probably spread through noble circles the very next day.
And some nobles as stupid as pigs would blindly start targeting him to curry favor with Xue Qinghe.
Mhm, right. That's how nobles in novels all are.
Wang Xiaoming picked up the admission letter, then looked at Qiu Yue in front of him.
"Teacher Qiu Yue, does accepting this letter mean I have to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"
Qiu Yue raised her head and met Wang Xiaoming's gaze, then couldn't help swallowing.
She was a dignified Soul Elder, yet she felt that the child's gaze was intensely aggressive and oppressive.
But she quickly came to her senses and shook her head.
"No, you've misunderstood. That admission letter simply represents an eligibility. You may take it to Heaven Dou Royal Academy at any time, and when you do, there will be no obstacles to joining us. The academy will also send someone specifically to assist you.
"As for any obligation, there is none. You may rest assured of that. Heaven Dou Royal Academy puts people first and has always attracted noble children solely through its resources and reputation..."
She certainly knows how to put a pretty face on things. The royal academy was clearly established precisely because they understood that nobles considered themselves a cut above and didn't want to study alongside commoners, yet she makes it sound so lofty.
You're not a teacher. You're a salesperson, aren't you?
Wang Xiaoming sighed silently.
"Teacher Qiu Yue, you may go back. As for this eligibility... I'll consider it."
Hearing that, Qiu Yue bowed slightly to Wang Xiaoming, then turned and left.
Wang Xiaoming toyed with the admission letter in his hand, then put it into his Soul Tool.
It would come in handy for dealing with Spirit Hall.
As for whether to join... apart from Heaven Dou Royal Academy, there really didn't seem to be anywhere good to go.
For one thing, Heaven Dou Royal Academy was fairly relaxed.
Most noble children merely went through the motions in class and did whatever they wanted.
By comparison, it was actually quite good.
Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Seeing that they were drawing closer and closer to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall, Ning Rongrong hurriedly tugged twice on Chen Xin's sleeve.
"Grandpa Sword, stop outside for a moment!"