"Le Zhengyu."
"Keep your mouth shut."
Upon hearing his remarks, Yuanen Yehui frowned slightly.
Here we go again...
She had noticed that whenever Le Zhengyu encountered something unexpected, he would act like this.
"Le Zhengyu."
"What do you mean by that?"
Beside Ouyang Zixin, her close friend Mu Xi wore an angry expression and didn't hold back.
This Le Zhengyu had always liked to show off in front of everyone, but today was Zixin's first day in class, and he was already causing trouble?
If she didn't know he was some so-called genius from a prestigious family, she would have thought he was some brainless thug who had popped out of nowhere.
The most ridiculous part was that she remembered this guy had only just broken through to level 42—a full seven levels weaker than Ouyang Zixin, nearly an entire major realm…
How could he have the nerve?
Just because he was from the so-called Sacred Angel Family? But her uncle was a Divine Blacksmith!
"Class monitor, and Mu Xi, don't get worked up. I'm not deliberately targeting her—I'm just stating facts."
"I couldn't possibly be mistaken. Even the legendary God King Tang San didn't possess talent like Ouyang's."
Le Zhengyu wore a skeptical expression. How could a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul cultivate so quickly?
As an outstanding disciple of the Sacred Angel Family, he was well-versed in the heroic deeds of Tang San, the God King from twenty thousand years ago.
Even someone as powerful as Tang San, with his Twin Martial Souls and unparalleled genius, was only a Soul Ancestor at sixteen under the guidance of the Soul Master Yu Xiaogang.
In this year's first-grade class, there was that Tang Wulin, who also had a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul—but his true strength came from his even more formidable Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.
Ouyang Zixin probably didn't have that. And the only example of someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul cultivating this fast was Tang Ya, who had fallen into evil ten thousand years ago…
As a righteous angel of light, he felt he had every reason to suspect that Ouyang Zixin might be an Evil Soul Master.
"Classmate."
"You seem to have quite the opinion of me."
Ouyang Zixin's cold gaze settled on him, her expression frosty.
"Let me make it clear, I didn't mean—"
Le Zhengyu was about to explain, but the next moment, his entire body froze.
A cluster of soft, crystalline blue grass suddenly appeared in her hand, while four deep purple Soul Rings circled around her.
Compared to ordinary Blue Silver Grass, hers was not only gentler and warmer but also far more beautiful.
But that wasn't all—Le Zhengyu was shocked to realize that her cultivation actually exerted pressure on him.
It was rare for a lower-grade Martial Soul to suppress a higher-grade one. Even a one or two-level difference rarely caused such an effect. Did this mean…?
Could it be that this Blue Silver Grass Soul Master wasn't just a Soul Ancestor but also far stronger than him? How was that possible!
"You—"
Le Zhengyu was too stunned to speak.
"Le Zhengyu, Ouyang, like Mu Xi, is a special transfer student approved by the Pavilion Master. If you have any objections, keep them to yourself."
"Also, she's already a Level 49 Control System Soul Grandmaster. Before questioning someone else's abilities, maybe you should take a look at your own worth."
Class teacher Wu De also snorted coldly, clearly displeased.
This Le Zhengyu was truly too outrageous.
"Holy crap, a Level 49 Control System Soul Grandmaster!"
Hearing this, someone subconsciously exclaimed, causing all the other students in the room to freeze in shock.
A Level 49 Soul Grandmaster! What kind of concept was that?
To put it into perspective, this was even higher than the current strongest second-year student, Yuanen Yehui!
"No..."
"How is this possible!"
As for Le Zhengyu himself, his eyes widened in disbelief as he muttered repeatedly.
He never expected that the person before him would actually be at Level 49—how was this possible?
Aside from those prodigies in the first grade, even the second year now had such a top-tier existence?
As a transfer student, Mu Xi was a Level-Six Blacksmith, possessing an insurmountable advantage in auxiliary professions.
And now, Ouyang Zixin's Soul Power level was a crushing blow. In comparison, he, the young master of the Sacred Angel Family, was the weakest of them all...
Le Zhengyu slumped into his chair, utterly dejected.
"This can't be real..."
"No—"
"..."
Meanwhile, in Class 1 of the first grade.
"Xie Xie, Teacher Wu mentioned a new student joining us. I didn't expect we'd have a transfer student in the first grade too..."
"Huh?"
Tang Wulin, who had been smiling, suddenly froze as his gaze landed on the golden-haired figure standing at the podium, his expression turning blank.
Wait a minute...
Isn't that Yun'er-jie from the Star Luo Continent?
"What's she doing here?"
Tang Wulin couldn't help but frown, instinctively glancing toward his brother's direction as he fell into deep thought.
Let him think for a moment...
Setting aside Gu Yue-jie and Na'er-jie for now.
Just in Class 1 of the first grade, there were Wu Siduo, Xu Xiaoyan, and Ye Xinglan sitting beside Gu Yue-jie, along with second-year students like Ye Hui-jie and Mu Xi-jie...
Now, with Yun'er-jie here, they've practically gathered the Shrek Eight Monsters!
"Brother is really something."
Tang Wulin sighed inwardly. Indeed, people were different. But he wasn't like his brother—he was content with just Zi Xin, hehe.
Meanwhile, the other students in the class couldn't help but brighten up as they looked at Dai Yun'er. What a stunning golden-haired goddess!
Her beauty was only slightly inferior to Gu Yue and Na'er in the first grade, exuding an elegant charm.
"Class, this is our new transfer student, Dai Yun'er from the Star Luo Continent."
"Please introduce yourself to everyone."
Shen Yi stood beside Dai Yun'er, smiling as she spoke.
"My name is Dai Yun'er. My Martial Soul is the Spirit Eyes, and I'm a Level 43 Control System Soul Grandmaster. My dream is..."
"To catch up to the person I love."
Dai Yun'er's gaze lingered on the first row, a fleeting trace of melancholy flashing in her eyes before she quickly composed herself, revealing a row of adorable little fangs as she smiled.
"What the heck."
"So she already has someone she likes."
Hearing this, Luo Guixing muttered in surprise.
"Otherwise, why do you think she came all the way from the Star Luo Continent to Shrek Academy? The resources there aren't lacking either."
Beside them, Xu Yucheng said lightly,
"Chasing after the footsteps of the one you love."
As the person in question, Tang Luochuan couldn't help but freeze upon hearing these words, his mind sinking into deep thought.
He recalled how Yun'er had traveled thousands of miles to the Douluo Continent for him, how even in phone calls, her longing for him was palpable. Her feelings for him...
They were far deeper than he had imagined...
"Luo Chuan."
"You're really lost in thought, huh."
Beside him, Gu Yue noticed his distraction, a meaningful glint in her eyes as she let out a light hum.
And he still claims there's nothing between them...
That girl went to such lengths—chasing him across continents, striving to match his pace—and he calls that "no feelings"?
"Figures."
"Luo Chuan is just a certified scumbag."
Gu Yue snorted coldly, thinking to herself.