Chapter 107 Two Weeks Later, the Level Two Soul Master Assessment Chapter 108 Two Weeks Later, the Level Two Soul Master Assessment
Suppressing his excitement, Yunze looked at the bead that Ilex had transformed into and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Ilex, why did you choose me as your successor? Logically speaking, we've only just met."
"This wisp of my divine consciousness doesn't know how long it will last. Your talent is perfectly suited for cultivating necromancy. Perhaps I don't want my skills to perish forever,"
Ilex said slowly after a moment of silence.
Yunze looked at him without speaking further.
After a long while, he smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Elder Ilex, I will diligently learn the magical skills you impart to me. This continent will eventually resound with the name of the Necromancer Saint!"
After the exchange, Ilex fell back into slumber.
For him, Yunze's spiritual sea was an excellent place for recuperation, and Yunze didn't disturb him further. After all, Ilex's restored strength made him a powerful and influential assistant.
"Young Master."
Tianmeng looked pitifully at Yunze, its small body combined with that expression making it rather... disgusting.
Yunze glared at it, annoyed. "Speak your mind, don't look at me like that."
"Do you think this old thing might secretly refine me when you're not looking?" Tianmeng said weakly. It wasn't the first time it had been used as human fodder, so it naturally had some psychological trauma. "
Alright, as long as you stay here obediently and don't cause trouble, it won't be so bored as to devour you." Yunze curled his lip.
After leaving the Sea of Spirit, Yunze's consciousness had just returned to his body when he saw that the bathroom door had been opened.
The Demon Spirit King, wearing only a thin bathrobe, walked out barefoot, his long black hair wet, not even bothering to dry it with his soul power.
Seeing this, Yunze couldn't help but chuckle and beckoned to the Demon Spirit King, "Come here, let me dry your hair."
"Oh."
The Demon Spirit King walked over and sat down next to Yunze, who then casually grabbed her long, smooth hair.
Although Yunze's soul power attribute was ice, with his precise control over soul power, he could naturally dry her hair with pure soul power.
The Demon Spirit King had a very rare fragrance, different from the scents of human girls like Meng Hongchen, Ling Luochen, and Huo Yuxi, and more like the unique scent of the Snow Empress.
"I wonder how Sister Xue'er and Sister Bing'er are doing, and I really look forward to Qiu'er's appearance after it transforms."
In her mind, one beautiful face after another appeared.
Dispelling his thoughts, Yunze dried the Demon Spirit King's hair and then pulled back the covers. She slipped inside and nestled on the bed, staring straight at Yunze.
Yunze smiled, turned off the soul-guiding lamp in the room, lay down on the bed, and covered himself with the blanket.
A moment later, he felt someone embrace his arm. Turning his head slightly, he saw that the Demon Spirit King had closed her eyes.
In the darkness, he could still vaguely see her exquisite face, her flawless skin, and her long eyelashes.
Closing his eyes, Yunze relaxed his body and gradually drifted off to sleep.
About two weeks had passed since he enrolled at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.
As Yunze's closest confidant, Meng Hongchen was undoubtedly the one most aware of his rapid growth.
Yunze's cultivation had not only broken through to level forty-four, but today he had also applied for the level two Soul Master assessment.
That's right, not the level one Soul Master assessment, but level two! In the history of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, the youngest Level 2 Soul Master was Xiao Hongchen. He passed the Level 2 Soul Master exam in just half a year, earning the badge at the age of twelve.
Today, Yunze might break that record!
At this moment, in the fourteenth testing ground, Yunze and Meng Hongchen arrived together.
Several figures were already standing there. Besides the academy's Dean of Studies, Lin Jiayi, Jing Hongchen, the head of the Mingde Hall, was also present.
Beside Jing Hongchen stood three middle-aged men in Mingde Hall uniforms, the youngest appearing to be in his thirties, and the oldest nearly fifty.
On their chests wore badges with eight engravings, telling Yunze that these three were all high-ranking Level 8 Soul Masters within the Mingde Hall!
Level 8 Soul Masters were the elite of the elite in the Mingde Hall; they were responsible for the production of approximately fifty percent of the hall's Soul Guidance Devices.
Many of the Soul Guidance Devices circulating in auctions were their creations.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
Seeing Jing Hongchen, Meng Hongchen's eyes lit up, and she ran to his side, grinning at him.
Jing Hongchen smiled slightly but didn't answer, instead turning to look at Yunze.
"Good morning, Dean."
Yunze also walked over, and almost instantly, everyone's eyes were on him.
Yunze touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly. It was just an assessment; was it really necessary to go to such lengths?
"Good lad, only two weeks into your studies and you're already taking the Level Two Soul Master assessment. Your talent...tsk tsk, no wonder my precious grandson has been spending all his time in the experimental area lately. You've really spurred him on." Jing Hongchen said with a smile.
"It's all thanks to the Dean and the teachers in the academy. Oh, and Sister Meng's contribution too," Yunze said rather tactfully.
"Little guy, your name is Yunze?"
One of the three level-eight soul masters asked with a smile. Yunze nodded, "Yes, teacher."
"Good, good, good. You have an extraordinary appearance and such outstanding talent. Little guy, would you like to be my disciple and learn from me?"
To Yunze's surprise, this level-eight soul master wanted to take on a disciple right away!
"Old Sun, how dare you? Among the researchers in the hall who have reached the level of level-eight soul masters over the years, your products are the worst. You have the nerve to be the first to say you want to take on a disciple? Aren't you afraid of making people laugh to death!" Another level-eight soul master immediately objected.
After uttering a long, righteous speech, his expression instantly transformed into a broad smile as he looked at Yunze and said, "Little Yunze, among all the level eight soul masters in the entire Mingde Hall, I'm considered one of the top tiers. As long as you're willing to be my disciple, I'll provide all your soul tools from now on. Just name any rare metal you want; I have plenty of money!"
"You shameless bastard, so what if you're rich?" The original level eight soul master rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Heh, I'm just richer than you, and the soul tools I sell are better than yours. What can you do about it!"
"You!"
"Ahem, that's enough." Jing Hongchen, listening to the bickering between these two, couldn't help but cough twice to interrupt their argument. "Let them finish their assessment first."
The two level eight soul masters exchanged a glance, but didn't continue arguing, though they both snorted.
Yunze found it amusing, but quickly composed himself and walked to the crafting table, preparing for the assessment.
(End of Chapter)
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