## Chapter 93: Entrance Exam
As Dai Mubai eagerly watched, Little Cat finally approached the table, placed her registration fee into the box, and extended her right hand to Li Yusong.
"Hmm, age is acceptable. Release your Martial Soul."
A meow sounded, and two yellow Spirit Rings floated around the black-purple cat.
"Hmm, acceptable. Go stand with Mubai."
Little Cat didn't speak, simply walked and stood not far from Dai Mubai, not even looking at him.
Dai Mubai's forehead was already starting to bead with cold sweat; he had clearly recognized Little Cat's identity.
Soon after, it was finally Ning Rongrong and her companion's turn.
After placing 20 Gold Soul Coins into the box, the elder confirmed their bone age and urged them to release their Martial Souls.
Rongrong summoned her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and three Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared around the pagoda, dazzling Li Yusong's eyes.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? And at this age, she's already reached the Soul Elder realm?"
Rongrong giggled, covering her mouth.
"I suppose I count as a monster then, don't I? Can I pass?"
Li Yusong nodded. If you don't count, then there are no monsters on this continent.
"Of course you count as a little monster. But, do your family members know you're here?"
Ning Rongrong pouted slightly.
"They say education knows no bounds. Why do you care where I'm from?"
"Hmm, you're right. What about your companion here?"
Little Rabbit's eyes lit up, knowing it was her turn to show off. She smugly released her Martial Soul.
A pink-eyed rabbit appeared, with four Spirit Rings appearing sequentially: yellow, purple, purple, and black.
Thanks to the enhancement of Whale Jelly on her body, Xiao Wu's Spirit Ring cultivation years had also improved each time she condensed one.
Li Yusong pointed at Xiao Wu with a single finger and retreated several steps.
"Th-this..."
Tang God King and his two companions also stared at Xiao Wu, their faces filled with shock.
Ning Rongrong was one thing; her cultivation level was simply surprising. They would soon become Soul Elders themselves. But Xiao Wu's cultivation and Spirit Ring configuration made it difficult for them to look away.
Tang God King almost suffered a Broken Dao Heart. As someone who regarded Grandmaster as a father, he had absolute faith in his theories. He muttered to himself:
"Impossible. The limit for a Second Spirit Ring should be around 700 years. How can there be a thousand-year Second Spirit Ring? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I must have opened my eyes wrong today."
Tang San rubbed his eyes vigorously, but that bright purple Spirit Ring was still there.
"Teacher, are we done? I should have passed too, right?"
Xiao Wu waved her hand in front of Li Yusong's eyes, pulling him out of his shock.
"Y-yes, you can. Mubai, take them to the back."
Dai Mubai also recovered from his surprise and beckoned to Tang San and the others.
"Follow me."
"Your levels should all be above 25, right? I won't waste time; I'll take you directly to the final test."
"Originally, there were four assessments."
As he spoke, Dai Mubai's gaze remained fixed on Little Cat. He had already learned of Tang San's cultivation during yesterday's Spirit Duel. He could roughly gauge Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu's levels just from the number of Spirit Rings, but Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power level was unknown.
Seeing that Little Cat didn't say anything, Dai Mubai confirmed that she was also above level 25. He then led the four into the academy.
Inside the academy, a bearded man was pushing a cart, selling sausages.
The aroma made Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, two big foodies,' mouths water. They quickly approached the cart.
"Uncle, how much are your sausages?"
"Un-uncle? I'm only 14, okay?"
"Huh?"
"Are you kidding?"
Xiao Wu and her companion looked at the bearded man in front of them with surprise.
At this moment, Dai Mubai also pulled his gaze away from Little Cat. Seeing Oscar selling his 'lousy' sausages again, he walked over angrily.
"Oscar, haven't I told you not to sell sausages in the academy?"
Oscar chuckled awkwardly.
"Haha, well, uh, Boss Dai, I'm leaving now."
He then began to clear his cart, preparing to slip away.
Xiao Wu looked at Dai Mubai with a puzzled expression.
"Is there something wrong with his sausages?"
"There's nothing wrong with the sausages themselves, it's just the incantation."
He looked directly at Oscar as he spoke.
"Forget it, Oscar, make a sausage for us to see."
"That's not right, Boss Dai."
Oscar's Peach Blossom Eyes glanced at Ning Rongrong, and he spoke with some embarrassment.
"Less nonsense. Just do it when I tell you to."
"Alright, I've got a root—"
A nauseating incantation rang out, and coupled with Oscar's lewd expression, the three girls immediately retreated several steps, looking at him with disdain.
Oscar hung his head, looking dejected.
"I can't control this incantation, and besides, as long as my thoughts are pure, there's nothing wrong with these sausages. You just don't appreciate them."
"Your thoughts might be pure when you're chanting, but they definitely aren't when you're out peddling them."
The group didn't linger there much longer. They arrived at a small courtyard, where the four of them found a burly, well-built man sound asleep on a chair.
"Teacher Zhao, I've brought this year's students. We can start the assessment."
Hearing Dai Mubai's voice, Zhao Wuji stretched, stood up, and his gaze swept over the group.
"Oh? There are four this year? Flender will be laughing in his sleep."
"Come on, I'll play with you all."
Dai Mubai immediately grew anxious upon hearing this. This wasn't how they had planned it.
"Teacher Zhao, this isn't according to the rules."
"Stop fussing. How long would it take for you to assess all four of them by yourself? Go quickly and introduce me to them."
After speaking, Zhao Wuji looked at the four people behind Dai Mubai. An incense stick was lit and placed in the ground.
"You have the time it takes for one incense stick to burn to plan your strategy."
Xiao Wu looked at the conflicted Dai Mubai with a suspicious expression.
"Hey, perverted Tiger, is this teacher very powerful? Even stronger than that Soul Emperor outside?"
Dai Mubai's face darkened instantly when he heard Xiao Wu's address.
"What perverted Tiger! What are you calling me?"
Xiao Wu pouted, looking at him disdainfully.
"Since we came in, your eyes haven't left this black-clad young lady. Your Martial Soul is a tiger, and yesterday, when we came back from shopping, we saw you walking down the street with a pair of twins. What else should I call you if not a perverted Tiger?"
Dai Mubai's face stiffened, and he felt like things had gone wrong.
Sure enough, Little Cat's cold face grew even colder after hearing Xiao Wu's words. But Dai Mubai hadn't expected that even if Xiao Wu hadn't said anything, she would have known anyway.
Seeing that the situation was bad, Dai Mubai immediately changed the subject.
"Alright, let's talk about the assessment first. Teacher Zhao's name is Zhao Wuji, a 76th-level Battle Soul Sage. His Martial Soul is the Vajra Bear, and all his Spirit Rings are attached to strength and defense. You'll have to pray for your own good fortune."
Ning Rongrong gasped when she heard Dai Mubai's introduction.
"What? Zhao Wuji?"
Xiao Wu looked at the surprised Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, you know him?"
Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing also turned their gazes to Ning Rongrong, wanting to hear about Zhao Wuji's deeds.
"His nickname is the Immovable Bright King. Ten years ago, he offended Spirit Hall and was besieged. After successfully escaping, he became famous in one battle. I didn't expect him to be hiding in this academy as a teacher."
After Rongrong's introduction, everyone understood what they were about to face. Just hearing the nickname Immovable Bright King, they knew he was definitely a formidable character.
Tang San clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the three girls.
"Alright, I think Teacher just wants to test our abilities. He probably won't use his full strength. Let's introduce our abilities first."
"My name is Tang San, my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, a 29th-level Control System Battle Soul Master."
"My name is Xiao Wu, my Martial Soul is Soft Bone Rabbit, a 45th-level Strong Attack System Battle Soul Elder."
"Zhu Zhuqing, my Martial Soul is Netherworld Cat, a 27th-level Agility Attack System Soul Grand Master."
"My turn. My name is Ning Rongrong, my Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a 35th-level Support System Soul Elder. My three Spirit Rings can increase everyone's strength, speed, and defense by forty percent, and I can maintain it for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, no problem."
Ning Rongrong playfully introduced her abilities, but inwardly she was exclaiming in surprise.
"Tang San? Tang God King? Is this the one my brother spoke of, or is it just the same name?"
Thinking about the other party's Martial Soul, which was exactly consistent with the stories her brother told, Ning Rongrong had some guesses, secretly hiding the hint of ill will in her eyes.
"I wonder if I just did something that leads to my own demise. Probably not, I didn't even talk to him much."
Tang San couldn't hear Ning Rongrong's thoughts. Seeing that everyone had introduced their Martial Souls, he began to formulate a battle plan.
The three girls didn't object to him. A Control System Soul Master was the brain of the team; this was something they had learned. Of course, whether they would follow his instructions once the battle began was another matter.
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