The next day.
Chen Mo arrived at Class 9 of Grade 1 early.
Two girls were already standing at the classroom door.
One of them, a girl with short platinum blonde hair, had an extremely noble and ethereal air about her.
She wore a simple school uniform and somehow managed to make it look like a luxurious evening gown. Her looks were also outstanding; her delicate features carried a touch of arrogance, yet they didn't clash.
The other girl was the complete opposite. Instead of the quiet beauty of the girl with platinum blonde short hair, she appeared unusually irritable and gave off a feeling that she was not to be trifled with.
Chen Mo immediately recognized the identities of the two: Ning Tian, the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the evil Wu Feng.
The two of them naturally noticed Chen Mo; it would be difficult for them not to.
After yesterday's two battles, Chen Mo's reputation has been thoroughly established.
First, he defeated his teacher, who was a Soul Emperor, and later he defeated a senior from the outer academy with a single sword strike.
Ning Tian smiled faintly and stepped forward without any hesitation, asking, "Chen Mo?"
"Mm." Chen Mo nodded.
"I never expected the Rookie of the Year to transfer to our class. It truly brings honor to Class 9," Ning Tian said with a light laugh.
Chen Mo gave a wry smile: "Please stop teasing me, classmate. It's just what the other students call me."
Ning Tian covered his mouth and chuckled, leading Chen Mo into the classroom. Although he had guessed that Chen Mo would come, he was still somewhat surprised.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi would let this peerless genius go so easily.
But this is good too; let's see if we can bring him into the sect.
Ning Tian's mind raced, but he still smiled faintly and said, "Chen Mo, since you transferred here later, you only have a window seat in the back row now. I hope you won't mind."
"Not at all," Chen Mo waved his hand and sat down in the male lead's reserved seat.
Seeing this, Ning Tian didn't bother her any further. She understood that unnecessary disturbances would only annoy people.
Seeing this, Wu Feng whispered, "Young Master, this person is the strongest freshman, Chen Mo. He doesn't look like it."
In Wu Feng's eyes, those peerless geniuses were all arrogant, and they usually looked down on people.
Chen Mo, standing before them, had been polite and courteous from the moment they met, showing none of the air of a prodigy.
Upon hearing this, Ning Tian flicked Wu Feng's forehead in annoyance, without saying anything more.
As time goes by.
The students from Class 9 arrived at their classroom one after another. Upon seeing Chen Mo's face, they were first taken aback, and then their eyes lit up with excitement.
They knew all too well who this person was; he was the strongest among all the freshmen, and now this legend was sitting in their class.
"Why is this genius in our class?"
"I don't know, could they be looking for someone?"
The ringing of the class bell interrupted the students' whispers.
Mu Jin walked in with a refreshed look on her face, and her mood improved even more when she saw Chen Mo at a glance.
"Before class begins today, let's welcome our newest student, Chen Mo!"
The students looked at Chen Mo in disbelief, never expecting that this genius would transfer to Class 9.
Hearing the enthusiastic applause, Mu Jin glanced at the time and gently patted the podium, saying, "Next, let's have Chen Mo come up and introduce himself."
Chen Mo was not intimidated by the words and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Hello everyone, my name is Chen Mo, my martial soul is the Soul Devouring Sword, and my soul power is level 39."
Chen Mo's self-introduction caused a huge uproar in Class 9.
"What? Level 39?!"
"Are you kidding me? A twelve-year-old half-step Soul Master?"
"Is this...is this what a true genius is?"
Even Ning Tian, the young master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, had never seen a genius like Chen Mo!
A twelve-year-old in the 39th grade—that's no ordinary genius!
It could be said that genius was just the threshold to his discovery, and thinking of this, Ning Tian's heart instantly burned with excitement.
Only such a prodigy is worthy of being her protector; Chen Mo must be brought into the sect!
In that instant, Ning Tian made up his mind.
This is also the destiny of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. Soul Masters who possess the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can only seek out Battle Soul Masters if they want to find the other side.
Compared to the lively atmosphere of Class 9.
Class 1, on the other hand, seemed rather deserted.
Zhou Yi stood on the podium with a cold face, looking at the silent crowd, and scolded, "On the second day of school, you all look so dejected, what kind of behavior is this! All of you, go downstairs and run one hundred laps, within an hour and a half!"
After a long while, no one came downstairs.
This made Zhou Yi's face turn even uglier. She knew that after yesterday's farce, her dignity as a teacher had been completely destroyed.
The fact that the trainees no longer obeyed her was not a problem for Zhou Yi; what really bothered her was that Chen Mo transferred to another class!
This peerless genius left before she could even refine and polish him!
"Ten seconds left on the countdown! Any student who hasn't come downstairs yet will be expelled on the spot!"
Zhou Yiru's withered voice rang out again, "Ten, nine, eight..."
Finally, one of the trainees couldn't withstand the pressure, stood up, and ran outside.
Once there was a first, there was a second, and gradually everyone left the classroom.
Looking at the empty classroom, Zhou Yi finally felt relieved; she had achieved the effect she wanted.
However, after Yan Shaozhe's conversation yesterday, he could no longer expel students as easily as before.
These people were ultimately under Zhou Yi's control. Everything Chen Mo did yesterday was in vain; to be precise, it only bought them an extra half an hour.
In the square.
Xiao Xiao quietly asked Wang Dong if he knew where Chen Mo was.
Wang Dong looked at Xiao Xiao with a surprised expression: "Didn't you know?
He has already transferred to Class 9."
Xiao Xiao's face turned pale: "Why...why?"
Wang Dong pretended to ponder, but the answer was already obvious in her mind; she was just hesitant about whether to tell the other person.
But seeing the other person's worried look, she softened: "Sigh, yesterday Chen Mo publicly refuted Grandma Zhou and even got into a fight. It's a miracle he wasn't expelled. The transfer to another class is probably the school's decision."
Xiao Xiao's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing this: "But...but wasn't Zhou Yi rude and domineering? She threatened to expel students at the slightest disagreement, and Chen Mo stood up for us, only to end up like this..."
Wang Dong'er was speechless for a moment, and she was also thinking about whether she should talk to her eldest and second uncles and try to pull some strings to get Chen Mo transferred back to Class 1.
Suddenly, an idea struck Wang Dong'er, and her eyes lit up.
"He can't turn around, so why don't I turn around?"
Wang Dong'er felt the idea was more and more feasible, and the thought of Chen Mo's surprised look gave her even more motivation to run.
Xiao Xiao's thoughts coincided with Wang Dong'er's.
Since he had left and couldn't come back, why not just go find Chen Mo herself?
At least in Class 9 we won't have to suffer from this old woman's torment, which is a win-win situation!
Chen Mo, who was spacing out in Class 9, suddenly heard the system voice.
[The host has been detected to have broken up the trio of chosen ones of the plane. Reward: Blank Martial Soul (can be used to awaken a second Martial Soul) x1, 10,000 Luck Points.]
[Xiao Xiao is promoted to a concubine, and Wang Dong'er is promoted to a concubine (fake).]
"???"
Chen Mo was stunned. What was going on?
End of chapter