Du Weilun then turned his gaze toward Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er, who stood beside Feng Piaoling. Seeing that they also paid no mind to the soul bone, he simply assumed the three of them had reached an agreement beforehand.
"It seems your friendship exceeds even my imagination..." Du Weilun smiled, then offered a few words of comfort to Mu Jin before seeing them to the door.
The four of them left the high-grade teaching building. As soon as they stepped out, Mu Jin reached into her storage soul tool, retrieved a piece of whale glue, and handed it to Feng Piaoling. "This is the whale glue I promised you earlier. Put it away quickly, then follow me to the Soul Tool Department for a preliminary look. After that, you'll be on your own."
From her tone, Feng Piaoling could tell that Mu Jin's pent-up rage was on the verge of exploding. The fact that she was still fulfilling her promise to give him the whale glue and take him to the Soul Tool Department showed great self-restraint. Clearly, the unfair treatment from the Shrek higher-ups had caused her significant distress.
Feng Piaoling didn't bother offering empty words of comfort. He examined the whale glue Mu Jin had handed him; it looked black, with an uneven surface and a dull luster. It was undoubtedly the same piece of ten-thousand-year whale glue that Huo Yuhao had purchased at the Treasure Pavilion in the original story—the one mistaken for low-quality glue simply because it had weathered over time.
After confirming it was indeed ten-thousand-year whale glue, he casually stowed it away and told Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er to return to the Class One classroom first. He, meanwhile, followed Mu Jin toward the Soul Tool Department.
There, they encountered Fan Yu. Fan Yu glanced at Feng Piaoling, frowned, and looked at Mu Jin. "What are you doing here? The Academy has regulations: those who are not disciples of the Soul Tool Department are not permitted to enter without permission."
Mu Jin countered sharply, "The Academy also has regulations stating that the teacher of the class that wins the freshman assessment should, as a rule, teach the strongest Class One."
"You..." Fan Yu knew he was in the wrong on that point, but Feng Piaoling's previous attitude toward his wife made him loathe the boy. He said deeply, "Fine. Tell me, why did you bring him here?"
"Feng Piaoling will be taking soul tools as an elective and wanted to come for an early look. Why? Since they are both Zhou Yi's students, if that Huo Yuhao can come early, why can't Feng Piaoling?" Mu Jin's words were laced with thorns, and the mockery on her face was undisguised.
Fan Yu didn't want to argue with Mu Jin any further. In his eyes, she was just a madwoman who loved making trouble for his wife at every turn. He gestured behind him and called out, "Caitou."
A moment later, a youth walked over quickly. As soon as Feng Piaoling saw him, he knew his goal had been achieved. He submerged his consciousness into his spiritual sea, silently imprinting the youth's appearance into a mental image so he could produce a portrait of him later.
The youth was over two meters tall, with muscles like granite and dark skin. His head was completely bald, and he had a simple, honest look about him. It was none other than the disguised Xu He.
"Teacher," Xu He said, bowing respectfully to Fan Yu.
"Take this kid on a tour of the Soul Tool Testing Area. Once the tour is over, get him out of here immediately," Fan Yu said, pointing at Feng Piaoling.
Hearing this, Xu He immediately realized his teacher felt an extreme distaste for Feng Piaoling. His expression soured instantly, dropping his simple facade for a cold gaze. "Kid, follow me."
Feng Piaoling didn't mind. He followed Xu He at an unhurried pace, beginning his tour of the Soul Tool Testing Area.
"Alright, I need to get back to researching new soul tools. I won't see you out," Fan Yu said, essentially issuing an eviction notice to Mu Jin.
Mu Jin let out a cold snort and turned to leave.
While Feng Piaoling was touring the Soul Tool Testing Area, Nanmen Yun'er and Zhu Lu had already returned to the Class One classroom.
"Reporting," they called out from the doorway, seeing both Wang Yan and Zhou Yi present. Instantly, the eyes of the entire class focused on them.
"Where is Feng Piaoling?" Wang Yan asked, seeing that only the two of them had returned.
"Brother Feng Piaoling went with Teacher Mu Jin to visit the Soul Tool Department," Nanmen Yun'er replied.
At that moment, Zhou Yi, standing beside Wang Yan, spoke up. "Heh, visiting the Soul Tool Department with a senior teacher? He certainly has plenty of leisure time. In that case, we won't wait. We'll start the class monitor elections directly."
"This... Zhou Yi, that seems a bit inappropriate," Wang Yan said hesitantly.
Feng Piaoling was clearly the strongest student in Class One—and likely the entire first-year level. Even in the entire Outer Court, it would be hard to find an opponent for him. He was the indisputable choice for class monitor. Zhou Yi's move was a blatant attempt to suppress Feng Piaoling by not allowing him to run.
"What's inappropriate about it? Since he doesn't value the class, the class has no need to value him. Class One will function just fine regardless of who is missing. Begin." Zhou Yi spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.
Wang Yan was only a Rank 50-something Soul King. Not only was his cultivation lower than Zhou Yi's, but he also lacked a background within the Academy. He could only nod helplessly and say to Nanmen Yun'er and Zhu Lu, "Take your seats."
Nanmen Yun'er and Zhu Lu found Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao and sat in the same row. Wu Feng and Cui Yajie were sitting not far away; though they had only recently met, they seemed to get along surprisingly well. Seeing Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er, Wu Feng raised a hand in greeting, and the two girls smiled and nodded back.
Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao were in the front, separated from them by two rows. As soon as they entered, Dai Huabin shot a cold look at Zhu Lu. Huo Yuhao stared at Nanmen Yun'er, his teeth itching with hatred for the person who had nearly beaten the life out of him during the freshman assessment. The two brothers sat shoulder to shoulder, subconsciously clasping their hands together with fingers intertwined, united in their shared enmity.
On the podium, Wang Yan had already written two rows of names on the blackboard. The first row was for the class monitor of the Power Attack System, with candidates including Wang Dong, Dai Huabin, Zhou Sichen, Huang Chutian, and Wu Feng. The second row was for the vice-monitor of the Control System, with candidates including Huo Yuhao, Cao Jinxuan, Lan Susu, and Lan Lulu.
Although the students already knew that Zhou Yi and Feng Piaoling were at odds and that she would make things difficult for him, they were still speechless when they saw his name was truly absent. However, when they saw Huo Yuhao's name in the second row, the room erupted into a commotion.
"Teacher Wang, I have an objection," Wu Feng said, suddenly raising her hand from the back row near Wang Dong'er and the others.
Before Wang Yan could respond, Zhou Yi stepped forward. "Speak your piece or shut your mouth."
Wu Feng spoke with an indignant expression. "I don't believe Huo Yuhao is qualified to run for class monitor. Although he is a Soul Grandmaster, both of his soul rings are ten-year rings. Even if he won the freshman assessment championship, it was only because he followed Wang Dong'er and Dai Huabin. He has no right to run."
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