Fan Yu Forgot His Wife at the Sight of a Genius

Fan Yu was in a foul mood.

His wife had been beaten in public by a freshman, and throughout the entire fight, she had been in a sorry state, like a clown being toyed with.

Although he knew full well just how many things his dear wife had done in the Martial Soul Department that made heaven and men alike seethe with anger, she was still his dear wife!

When he heard that Bai Jingtian had even punched Zhou Yi in the face and knocked off her mask, Fan Yu was furious.

He had never even hit his dear wife, much less knocked off her mask!

Although the Martial Soul Department had made it clear that it would protect Bai Jingtian, and the two deans of the Soul Tool Department had also conveyed the Sea God Pavilion's wishes that Bai Jingtian not be punished for his actions, Fan Yu couldn't swallow this insult.

He was a dignified Soul Douluo, a Level 8 Soul Engineer, and a genius director of the Soul Tool Department who would likely become the first Level 9 Soul Engineer in Shrek Academy's history. If he couldn't even protect his own wife, what was the point of living?!

So, after finishing his teaching duties one day, Fan Yu immediately equipped himself with several Soul Tools and brought along a few Fixed Soul Cannon Shells, ready to teach Bai Jingtian a lesson.

But at the entrance to the dormitory building of Shrek Academy's outer court, he met someone he couldn't afford to provoke under any circumstances: an old man who couldn't straighten his back and could only lie in a recliner, basking in the sun.

"P-pavilion Master?!"

Fan Yu greeted Mu En guiltily, while quietly concealing the Storage Soul Tool on his person that held his offensive Soul Tools.

"Fan Yu, why are you being so rash? How could the future dean of the Soul Tool Department be such a reckless person?"

Mu En opened his eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice, deliberately pretending not to notice Fan Yu's little movement.

"You're right to correct me, Pavilion Master. I was rash.

"It's just that I..."

"Sigh, never mind. Jingtian is also to blame for hiding his abilities so well. His understanding of Soul Tools has clearly reached the level needed to enter the inner court, yet he hasn't shown the slightest sign of being interested in them..."

Seeing how ill at ease Fan Yu was, Mu En thought for a moment before finally telling him about Bai Jingtian's talent for Soul Tools, which he had perceived with his spiritual power.

Mu En understood Fan Yu's current behavior all too well. When something went wrong in the love life of someone who had invested so deeply in a relationship, that person would become even less rational.

Although Mu En could dissuade Fan Yu this once, he wasn't the Bai Clan's nanny and couldn't protect Bai Jingtian forever.

What if one day Fan Yu had a sudden lapse of reason and sent Bai Jingtian and his family into the sky with a Fixed Soul Cannon Shell?

Thus, although Mu En felt somewhat sorry for Bai Jingtian, he still revealed his talent for Soul Tools to Fan Yu.

Although Bai Jingtian had never made a Soul Tool with his own hands, he could understand the blueprints for a Level 5 Soul Tool and could even make notes and sketches on them. Even in Mingde Hall, he would certainly be considered a genius.

Only then would Fan Yu move past losing his lover and turn his thoughts toward taking this genius as his disciple and nurturing him.

As for whether the Martial Soul Department and the Soul Tool Department would quarrel over Bai Jingtian in the future... that would have to wait until then.

At worst, Mu En could make another exception and let Bai Jingtian become a core disciple of both departments.

After watching Fan Yu leave the dormitory building happily, Mu En closed his eyes again.

"What a pity. Tang Ya is far too unqualified as the Tang Sect's master. Otherwise, if Jingtian could join the Tang Sect, its revival would surely be just around the corner..."

Since the Pavilion Master himself said Bai Jingtian is a super genius, how am I supposed to snatch him away from the Martial Soul Department?

Damn Zhou Yi. If she hadn't gotten in the way, taking a freshman as my disciple wouldn't have been so much trouble.

That's right, Bai Jingtian's homeroom teacher is Mu Jin, isn't she? If I go to her in person and ask her to help persuade Bai Jingtian, that might work?

Bai Jingtian still didn't know that Mu En had caught a glimpse of the Soul Tool talent he had gained through the "Blue Scientist," nor did he know that Fan Yu was planning to use Mu Jin to take him as a disciple.

At that moment, he had taken some time to return home, where he had obtained a sixth-year textbook from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy from his father, along with the notes its owner had left at the time.

"I didn't expect you could even buy this stuff in Shrek City... does the Sun Moon Empire actually want to maintain technological barriers or not?"

Thinking back on some of the Sun Moon Empire's bizarre moves, Bai Jingtian was grateful, but also somewhat speechless.

Although choking the supply of raw materials was a decent plan, it also needed supporting measures, such as restrictions on the sale of high-level Soul Tools and Soul Tool knowledge.

But the Sun Moon Empire's current rulers didn't seem to understand this. Even their stranglehold on materials was far from thorough.

The Sun Moon Empire only got by because it had heaven's will on its side: in the original storyline, it experienced an explosion in Soul Guidance Technology, and Level 9 Soul Engineers also respawned in batches, as numerous as Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest. Otherwise, Shrek Academy and the Star Luo Empire would have stolen its Soul Guidance Technology until it had nothing left but its underpants, and the three Douluo Continent empires would have steamrolled it in a single sweep. It wouldn't even have had a chance to play both sides among the three empires.

"Who knows? Maybe they're trying to deal with the major empires through economic sanctions..."

Bai Jie couldn't make sense of the move either, and the price he had paid for the materials wasn't outrageously high. Since they were useful to Bai Jingtian, he had bought them.

"By the way, Jingtian, I heard you beat up that perverted old hag? Don't do anything so risky again so easily."

"It's fine, Dad. If that perverted old hag didn't have an obvious flaw in her personality, I wouldn't have made a move like that.

"Besides, Aunt Mu Jin helped me a lot too. Without the information she gave me beforehand about that perverted old hag's abilities and usual fighting style, I wouldn't have dared provoke a Soul Emperor."

Seeing his father's concern for him, Bai Jingtian hurriedly explained, feeling somewhat moved.

Compared with everything else, Bai Jie cared more about Bai Jingtian's safety.

Perhaps that was standard for a normal father, but considering that the fathers among the Magnetic Field lunatics were basically a bunch of cheap dads, including legendary figures like Xing Hai, who attacked his own son, Bai Jie could absolutely be considered an expensive dad.

"All right. Since you're confident, I won't stand in the way of your progress.

"The family business has also started up again. If you need anything, just come home and ask me for it."

Bai Jie patted Bai Jingtian on the shoulder and pressed a Storage Soul Tool into his hand.