Qian Chen pondered for a long time in his office. Zhou Yi did indeed have many problems: excessive training, arbitrary expulsion of students—these were the obvious issues, but they couldn't touch her. The academy had known about these things for a long time; an ordinary teacher would probably have been transferred to logistics by now, but Zhou Yi had a good husband Fan Yu.
Unable to think of a way to overthrow Zhou Yi in one fell swoop, Qian Chen decided to start with the classes Zhou Yi had taught before to see if there was a breakthrough.
He soon arrived at Class 1, Grade 4. This was the class that Zhou Yi used to teach, but now, due to Bing Ling's intervention and by some twist of fate, Teacher Mu Jin, who was supposed to be teaching the next batch of freshmen, came here to be the homeroom teacher.
Qian Chen walked to the classroom door, where Mu Jin was still eloquently explaining Soul Master knowledge to the students. Qian Chen didn't disturb her, quietly went in through the back door, and pulled up a seat in the back row. The number of students in Class 1 of the fourth grade was much smaller than in other classes, and the students all sat up straight. This made Mu Jin, who had just taken over the class for the first time, feel a little uncomfortable.
She caught a glimpse of the Dean of Students Qian Chen, suddenly appearing in the back row of the classroom, and her heart tightened even more. Her originally pretty face flushed slightly with nervousness.
The class finally ended, and Mu Jin hurriedly came to Qian Chen and whispered, " Director Qian, what brings you to my class today?"
"Well, this is your first day teaching this class. Zhou Yi used to teach this class, and I was worried that the students wouldn't adapt well to you, so I came here specifically to check on them. Teacher Mu, do you think there are any problems with the children in this class?" Qian Chen asked in return.
Upon hearing that the evaluation was of a class taught by her old rival Zhou Yi, Mu Jin showed no mercy. " Director Qian, since you've come in person, I won't hold back. These kids all seem quite good, but based on my experience teaching students at the Shrek Academy for over a decade, their upright posture and attentive listening are actually the result of Zhou Yi's high-pressure tactics. Their mindset will inevitably be affected in the future; they'll all become timid and hesitant, and when faced with opponents of equal ability, they'll be fearful and doomed to defeat."
Qian Chen glanced at the students of Class 1, Grade 4. Even though Mu Jin had announced the end of class, these teenagers sat in their seats like statues, neither going out to play nor chatting together. Qian Chen nodded and said, "You're right, these kids are only teenagers; they shouldn't be like this."
He asked Mu Jin to summon the class monitor and vice-monitor. A short while later, a boy and a girl approached them, stepped forward in unison, and said to Qian Chen, "Hello, Director Qian."
Qian Chen nodded and started chatting with the two of them, asking about everything from their first year of school to their current fourth year. As they talked, Qian Chen suddenly asked, "Is your body able to handle this kind of training?"
The class monitor grinned sheepishly, puffed out his chest, and said, "Even if you can't take it, you have to persevere."
Qian Chen praised him outwardly, "Very good. However, proper training is helpful for cultivation, while excessive training may temporarily boost cultivation results, but in reality, it damages bones and depletes potential."
Upon hearing this, the boy was stunned. In Zhou Yi's class, he had always been the one who trained the hardest to secure his position as class monitor. Qian Chen's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, and his face changed instantly. Over the years, he had indeed often felt unwell, and joint pain and numbness were commonplace, but he had never paid any attention to it.
" Director Qian, don't scare me! I've been practicing exactly as Teacher Zhou instructed..." the boy stammered.
"What's wrong, Class Monitor? Why do you look like something's wrong?"
The young man steadied himself and said, " Director Qian, my name is Lin Hao, and I am the eldest grandson of the Prime Minister of the Dou Ling Empire. In order not to bring shame to my family, I have been diligently cultivating every day at the academy. However, for the past year or so, I have indeed been feeling unwell. I beg Director Qian to take a look at me."
Qian Chen nodded, circulating his Soul Power, and a powerful aura surged forth. Mu Jin's eyes lit up; this Director Qian was already such a powerful figure at such a young age, and so handsome as well, making her unable to resist having impure thoughts.
Qian Chen placed a hand on Lin Hao's shoulder, and his Soul Power instantly surged into Lin Hao's body. After a moment, he withdrew his Soul Power, not revealing Lin Hao's condition, but simply admonishing him, " Lin Hao, you must take care of your body when cultivating, and never rush things."
After saying that, he stopped looking at Lin Hao's expression and turned to Mu Jin, saying, "Teacher Mu, you did a pretty good job with this class today. There aren't any major problems, so I'll be going now. Remember, don't rush the students' training; let them rest when they need to."
After Qian Chen left, he thought to himself, "Even if these students cause trouble, their strength combined with their families' influence is probably still a bit lacking. But now that I've pointed out the signs of the students' health problems, I'll just wait for them to develop. If this isn't enough to completely bring down Zhou Yi, then I'll find a way to unleash a powerful attack on him."
Lin Hao watched Qian Chen leave, gritted his teeth, and said to Mu Jin, "Teacher Mu, I'd like to ask for leave today to go back to my family and get myself checked out."
Mu Jin had originally intended to mess with Zhou Yi, immediately said, "Alright, then go ahead."
Soon, the news that " Lin Hao's body was ruined by Zhou Yi's training" quietly spread throughout Class 1 of the fourth grade. The students of the Shrek Academy were not commoners to begin with; most came from noble families. Upon hearing this, they all began to investigate themselves, and the results were shocking. Sure enough, many people showed signs of excessive strain on their muscles and bones. Gradually, an anti- Zhou Yi student organization quietly took shape under Mu Jin's covert guidance. Qian Chen watched from afar, but he had already given it a push from behind, waiting for it to blossom and bear fruit.
Poor Zhou Yi had no idea that she was being targeted by both Tang San and Qian Chen. She was still basking in the prestige she had built up after expelling several cheating students not long ago.
The class ended quickly, and the students were about to leave the classroom for free time when Zhou Yi suddenly called out to one of them, " Huo Yuhao, can you stay for a moment?"
Huo Yuhao turned to Zhou Yi Zhou Yi a puzzled look, wondering why she had kept him behind alone. "Teacher, is there something you need?"
" Huo Yuhao, I've seen how you ran today. You used Soul Tool, didn't you? Tell me, are you interested in Soul Tool? I have a great opportunity to give you," Zhou Yi said confidently.
" Soul Tool, huh? It's really quite good, I like it a lot. Is there a problem?" Huo Yuhao asked in confusion.
"Alright, demonstrate your Martial Soul, then show me the effects of your Soul Ring. I'll see if you have the talent to become Soul Engineer. If you do, come with me, and I'll take you to a place where I can truly teach you skills."
Zhou Yi had a clear plan in mind: Huo Yuhao was interested in Soul Tool, and if he happened to be a promising Soul Engineer, she would recommend him to Fan Yu, Fan Yu would surely be happy.
"I only need to know how to use Soul Tool. I won't learn how to make one for now," Huo Yuhao answered frankly.
"What did you say?" Zhou Yi asked, both surprised and angry.