The Oppression from Su Yi! (Second Update!)

"Headmaster, I'm begging you, could you move that little ancestor to another class?"

Mo Ke stood before Mars with a mournful expression, pouring out his grievances. "That little ancestor has only been here for one day. During break, I turned around and stepped outside, and he turned around and broke Terry's arm. That child doesn't even dare return to class now."

"If that were all, it would still be manageable. It'd only be one person too scared to attend class. But now, whenever that little ancestor comes to class, not one of the twelve children in the class dares enter the classroom. How am I supposed to teach them like this?"

Mars watched Mo Ke complain endlessly before him and felt a headache coming on.

He had also heard about Su Yi breaking the arm of the child named Terry.

He had been the one to find someone to treat that child.

If he had not found a level seventy-five Healing System Soul Saint, little Terry would likely have been left disabled for life.

He had known from the child's cold gaze that the boy was cold-hearted, but he had never expected him to be so ruthless and so cold.

The old saying was true: the ruthless were often sparing with words.

"Enough. I understand. Set up a separate class for that child. He'll enter Class Zero in a year."

Mars rubbed the bridge of his nose as he looked at Mo Ke.

"Thank you, Headmaster!"

Upon hearing Mars's words, Mo Ke broke into a smile and left in satisfaction.

"Your Holiness the Pope, news has come from Spirit Academy."

Yue Guan approached Bibi Dong while looking at the slip of paper in his hand.

"Is it news about that little fellow?"

Bibi Dong lounged lazily in the Pope's Chair within the Pope's Palace as she listened to Yue Guan's report.

"Yes, Your Holiness."

Looking at the note in his hand, Yue Guan said, "Headmaster Mars of Spirit Academy sent word that on Su Yi's first day of school, the little fellow directly broke the arm of the companion sitting beside him."

"Oh."

Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan and asked, "Did anyone die?"

"No," Yue Guan replied.

"Then why are you telling me this?"

Bibi Dong spoke with overwhelming dominance. "Even if someone had died, as long as that little fellow was fine, it would be enough."

"Remember, he is my disciple. Even if that little fellow burns down Spirit Academy, tell that headmaster to endure it. I, Bibi Dong, am the Pope of Spirit Hall. Even if he serves Qian Daoliu, he must recognize his place. Spirit Hall is now under my command."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope," Yue Guan said respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Guan vanished from the Pope's Palace.

After watching Mo Ke leave, Mars stared solemnly at the note in his hand.

There were only six words written on it: If he is fine, you are fine.

Mars's eyes grew grave as he looked at the words.

He could understand the hidden meaning behind that sentence: if something happened to him, the entire Spirit Academy would be buried with him.

Had Bibi Dong accepted that child as her disciple?

She had arranged for that child to join Class Zero. If he died in Class Zero...

That would be when Bibi Dong made her move to remove him, Mars. Even if the Grand Elder appeared then, that woman would claim that her disciple had died at Spirit Academy and demand that the entire academy be buried with him.

That way, she could directly uproot the only force the Grand Elder had left outside Spirit Hall.

Although the Grand Elder and those people from Elder Hall did not care about such power at all, Mars was Qian Daoliu's most loyal subordinate. No matter what, he stood with the Grand Elder.

Although the Grand Elder would not use them, in Bibi Dong's eyes, Spirit Academy—no, to be precise, Mars himself—was a thorn in her side.

At that thought, Mars slowly narrowed his eyes.

If Yue Guan had known what Mars was thinking, he would surely have found it amusing.

Who did you think you were, a mere Soul Douluo? Bibi Dong did not care about an ant like you at all.

She had only said that to tell him that no matter what excessive things little Su Yi did at Spirit Academy, it was fine. He should not keep reporting such trivial matters to test His Holiness the Pope's intentions.

Meanwhile, after Mo Ke returned, he saw the twelve students in the class huddled together at the front, trembling and not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Meanwhile, that little ancestor Su Yi sat coldly at the very back, completely isolated from everyone else. A trace of helplessness appeared in Mo Ke's eyes.

"Su Yi!"

"Hm?"

Su Yi, seated at the back, looked coldly at Mo Ke upon hearing his name.

Under Su Yi's gaze, Mo Ke could not help swallowing.

"Well, considering your special circumstances, the headmaster has specifically established a class for you. Just go to the training ground and wait for your new teacher."

Su Yi did not say a word after hearing Mo Ke. He simply stood and headed for the door.

The instant Su Yi stood up, the students who had been crowded at the front all scrambled behind Mo Ke. They squeezed together, each trying to retreat farther away from Su Yi.

Su Yi did not even glance at them. He walked straight out and headed toward the training ground.

Only long after Su Yi had left did the students hiding behind Mo Ke, who had been trembling in fear because of him, finally dare to breathe.

Seeing that Su Yi had not returned for a long time, everyone sighed in relief and returned to their original seats.

Even after returning to their seats, they kept glancing toward the door from time to time.

They were afraid that the monster who had terrified them would appear again.

Seeing the state of the students in his class, Mo Ke, who had been preparing to teach, let out a powerless sigh.

It seemed that class would not be possible today.

After Su Yi arrived at the training ground, he saw a woman standing there.

"Are you Su Yi?"

When Su Yi reached a point twenty meters behind her, the woman slowly turned around. Looking at Su Yi, whose eyes held no trace of emotion, she spoke.

"Yes."

"Good. I am your teacher, Yu Dong'er."

After hearing the masked woman introduce herself, Su Yi said indifferently, "Teacher, although you changed your voice and concealed your appearance..."

"I can still recognize you. Bibi Dong, Teacher."

The masked Bibi Dong standing before Su Yi showed a trace of surprise in her eyes upon hearing his words.

What surprised her was not that Su Yi could recognize her, but that he had actually said so many words in one breath.

Ever since the little fellow had followed her back to Spirit City—no, ever since she had first met him—he had never spoken more than ten words at once.

Yet this time, the little fellow had said so much. Bibi Dong found it incomparably surprising.

Bibi Dong's appearance will be explained in the next chapter. Also, before this, the protagonist had absolutely no feelings for Bibi Dong. It is precisely because of this appearance that, as the plot develops, Bibi Dong will become increasingly important in the protagonist's heart. This is groundwork for the later plot. If I didn't explain it, I was afraid some readers would be left speechless. Whether you criticize it or not doesn't matter; I'm just afraid you'll stop reading. So I'm explaining it again.

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