What It Means to Crack Bones and Suck Out the Marrow

"All right."

Zhou Yi nodded and casually tossed Hui Ye a storage Soul Tool ring.

"There are a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins in here. Enough to keep you fed and clothed for the rest of your life."

Hui Ye pinched the little ring between his fingers. Somehow, his fingers suddenly slipped, and the ring fell to the floor with a clatter.

"Sorry, Teacher Zhou, I didn't mean to. I'm just a little scared-scared you might break my other arm."

Hui Ye forced a fake smile onto his face. "I'll pick it up right now."

Hui Ye pretended to bend down, but he moved at an excruciatingly slow pace.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. Gritting her teeth, she bent down, picked up the ring, and handed it to Hui Ye again.

"With my Innate Full Soul Power, even if I can't necessarily become a Titled Douluo someday, I'll at least become a Soul Douluo." Hui Ye leaned back in his seat.

Zhou Yi's hand froze in midair. What he meant went without saying.

It wasn't that she lacked money, but paying it out like this was humiliating and infuriating.

"Zhou Yi, oh, Zhou Yi, you're beyond saving. He has the makings of a dignified Titled Douluo, and you think that's only worth a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?"

Mu Jin gave a scornful laugh.

"Child, I don't have much money either, so I can't help you much.

I have a Soul Bone here. Let me give it to you. I hope it can be of some help."

Mu Jin took out a Soul Bone, rich fluctuations of Soul Power radiating from it.

"This is an eight-hundred-year-old right arm bone. It increases strength by seven percent.

Now you only have your right arm left, so it's just right for you. I'll give you this Soul Bone. I hope it can help you in the future."

Hui Ye's eyes widened. Holy crap, we're not even related. Why is he being so generous?

How could I possibly accept it?

However thick-skinned Hui Ye was, he was still too embarrassed to accept it and pushed the Soul Bone away.

"It's too valuable, Teacher Mu."

Every student around them stared fixedly at the Soul Bone, their eyes burning.

A Soul Bone!

What a precious thing it was.

Even if it wasn't very old, it was still extraordinarily precious, a treasure ordinary Soul Masters simply couldn't possess.

Only a few students from major clans remained calm.

The Soul Bone was too young. Absorbing it too early could take up a slot, and it couldn't be replaced at will later on.

If it had been a Thousand-Year Soul Bone, they might have taken a few more looks.

Zhou Yi looked at Mu Jin as though she wanted to devour him.

"Mu Jin! What do you mean by this?"

Mu Jin beamed.

"I just thought this student was too pitiful and wanted to help him, that's all.

After all, his homeroom teacher doesn't care about him and just tossed him a few gold coins to brush him off.

Naturally, someone couldn't stand to watch."

Zhou Yi's face turned livid, and she looked at Yan Shaozhe.

"Why are you looking at me? Since it's compensation, the victim should naturally be satisfied."

With everyone watching, Yan Shaozhe had no reason to favor Zhou Yi, and he cursed her inwardly for not knowing better.

After working at the academy for so many years, could she possibly be short of money?

Even if she was, didn't she still have Fan Yu, that filthy rich bastard? Surely they could spare a Soul Bone?

Was a student with Innate Full Soul Power worth only a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?

Yan Shaozhe was so angry he wanted to curse.

Zhou Yi killed Mu Jin countless times with her eyes, but she had no choice except to take out a Soul Bone and toss it to Hui Ye along with the hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Hui Ye caught the Soul Bone and looked it over.

"Hahaha!"

The moment Mu Jin saw the Soul Bone, he couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Zhou Yi, I've discovered you're really something.

This Soul Bone is an artificial one, refined through a secret method that's cruel and bloody."

Zhou Yi said impatiently, "So what? This Soul Bone can permanently increase Soul Power by five percent. It's very practical."

Mu Jin swept his gaze over everyone present.

"Do you know what part of the body this Soul Bone comes from?"

At those words, Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat.

She had been so caught up in competing with Mu Jin that she had overlooked a crucial issue, but this was the only Soul Bone she had on her.

Mu Jin enunciated each word with ringing force. "This is a left. Arm. Bone!"

A left arm bone?

Everyone present looked at the empty space where Hui Ye's left arm had been, and all felt a sense of irony.

"This is too much! We don't want a teacher like this!"

"We don't have a homeroom teacher like that!"

"It's mockery, naked mockery!"

The students raised their fists in protest together, their voices loud enough to draw the attention of the other classes.

More and more teachers and students from the other classes gathered, until the space outside the windows was packed with heads.

Yan Shaozhe covered his face, unable to bear looking any longer.

Fucking idiot!

After teaching for so many years, how could she make such a basic mistake?

If word got out, Shrek would be utterly disgraced.

"Zhou Yi, that's enough!"

Yan Shaozhe slammed a fist down on the lectern.

"Have you even sincerely admitted your mistake? Your attitude has disappointed me greatly!"

Zhou Yi's face alternated between green and white. With everyone watching, she had almost lost all reason.

"Shut up! All of you, shut up!"

Zhou Yi raised her fists and swung them down toward her feet, roaring hysterically.

"I didn't do anything wrong.

I didn't mean to. I really didn't mean to.

You can't treat me like this."

Zhou Yi slumped to the floor and burst into tears. No one could understand the grievance in her heart.

Hui Ye raised and lowered his brows. I understand~

When Fan Yu heard what had happened, he put aside his Soul Tool work and hurried over.

"Zhou Yi, calm down."

He pushed through the crowd, held Zhou Yi by the shoulders, and comforted her softly. "There, there, I'm here. I'll take care of everything."

"Brother Yu~ Boo-hoo-hoo!" Zhou Yi threw herself into Fan Yu's arms.

Mu Jin was so jealous he nearly ground his teeth to pieces.

She couldn't accept it. She really couldn't accept it.

Why could a green tea bitch like that win Fan Yu's favor, while she couldn't?

Mu Jin forcibly stuffed the right arm bone into Hui Ye's hands. "Child, take this Soul Bone."

"Teacher..."

"I won't take back something I've given away." Mu Jin was resolute.

Hui Ye stopped refusing.

Honestly, what is this? These days, people are even scrambling to give away Soul Bones.

Since he's so shamelessly insistent on giving it to me, I'll be magnanimous and accept it.

"Dean, let me handle this." Fan Yu looked at Yan Shaozhe.

Yan Shaozhe breathed a sigh of relief. If they couldn't settle this on the spot, he could only take Zhou Yi away and deal with it later.

But doing that would undoubtedly chill the hearts of the students watching. Settling it in public was the best outcome.

"Fan Yu, I trust you to handle things. Make sure Hui Ye is satisfied."

Fan Yu nodded, took out a Soul Bone, and handed it to Hui Ye.

"The secret-method Soul Bone in your hand can stand in for the Gold Soul Coins. This Soul Bone I'm giving you is an eight-thousand-year-old left leg bone. It can double your speed for a short time.

In addition, I can fit you with a Soul Tool prosthetic limb to make daily life and combat easier for you in the future.

Are you satisfied with this outcome?"

That's more like it. At least he's showing some sincerity.

Hui Ye didn't care about the prosthetic limb, but he couldn't show it now.

Hui Ye pondered briefly, then agreed.

One arm could only extort... earn him this much compensation.

Forget it. I'll quit while I'm ahead.

"All right."

With those words from Hui Ye, the dispute between teacher and student came to an end.

Hui Ye brushed off the slightly dirty hem of his clothes and hurried away with three Soul Bones and a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins in his arms. The moment he left the classroom, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Yan Shaozhe waved a hand and announced that everyone could disperse.

Zhou Yi was suspended and stripped of all her positions.

That punishment was already considered light.

Besides Mu Jin cheering, all the other teachers and students dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's violent teaching applauded in delight.

Huo Yuhao stood where he was, having witnessed the entire affair. He was one of only two people who knew the truth.

Just as he lifted his foot, he staggered and nearly fell.

There was no other reason.

His foot had gone numb.