Chapter 55: Let's Skip the Bone-Feeling — She's My Lover, and I'm Very Possessive
Shrek Academy Recruitment Grounds
Examiner Li Yusong looked at the five remaining boys and girls before him and cleared his throat.
"Alright, quiet down, everyone."
With his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze swept across their faces.
"We'll now begin the official registration. Each of you, report your basic information."
"Age, soul power level, martial soul type, and the department you've chosen—make everything clear."
"I'll go first!"
This time, Ning Rongrong was the first to step forward.
She gently lifted her palm, and the brilliantly radiant Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared again.
Two yellow century-old soul rings rose from beneath her feet, slowly revolving around her body.
"My name is Ning Rongrong. I'm twelve years old, a rank twenty-six Auxiliary System Soul Grandmaster."
She lifted her chin, her voice crisp and melodious like the chime of silver bells.
"As for my martial soul—well, you should all recognize it. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
After speaking, she even blinked, with an expression that clearly said, "Those who know, know."
Li Yusong smiled bitterly and nodded.
Inwardly, he muttered, 'This girl's talent really is something else—rank twenty-six at twelve years old. As expected of the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.'
It's just that her personality is a bit too spoiled. Things might get lively once she's in the academy.
But of course, he wouldn't say that out loud.
He could only cough twice and formally say, "Mm, not bad. Passed."
Ning Rongrong stepped back into the group smugly, deliberately casting a glance at Xiao Wu and Lin Qingmo.
That looked clearly said, "See? This young lady is a genuine genius. Being my friend won't do you any harm."
Next was Zhu Zhuqing.
The black-clad girl stepped forward silently. Her movements were clean and decisive as she activated her martial soul possession!
A pair of jet-black cat ears quietly rose from between her hair, and her eyes turned sharp as blades as a dangerous, beast-like aura spread from her body.
Soul ring configuration: two yellow.
"Zhu Zhuqing. Eleven years old."
Her voice was cool and clear, like spring water flowing through a mountain ravine.
"Rank twenty-seven Agility Attack System Soul Grandmaster. Martial soul: Hell Spirit Cat."
After speaking, she withdrew her martial soul and stepped aside.
The entire process took less than ten seconds—no unnecessary words at all.
"So she's Zhu Zhuqing…"
Lin Qingmo couldn't help but take a few more looks, an ill-timed thought surfacing in his mind.
To be honest, she really was beautiful.
Those proportions, that cold and aloof temperament—back in his previous life, she'd definitely qualify as a classic ice-cold goddess.
"Eleven years old—rank twenty-seven Agility Attack System?"
Li Yusong's eyes lit up, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"A good seedling! A truly fine little monster!"
"Passed!"
Zhu Zhuqing merely nodded faintly, not even offering a "thank you, teacher."
However, as she returned to the group, her gaze inadvertently swept across Xiao Wu's face.
Her heart stirred slightly.
She had heard this girl's name earlier.
"Xiao Wu… this name…"
She recalled Ah Qing mentioning in the chat group that a hundred-thousand-year soul beast who transformed into human form also used this name.
"Could it be the same person?"
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes, temporarily suppressing the question in her heart. Now was not the time to investigate.
Then it was Tang San's turn.
The black-clad youth stepped forward with a gloomy expression, his entire body radiating a low-pressure aura that warned others to stay away.
Dark-toned Blue Silver Grass slowly emerged from his palm, the leaves a sickly deep blue.
Two yellow soul rings rose, and the fluctuation of his soul power was even stronger than that of the previous two.
"Tang San. Twelve years old. Rank twenty-nine Control System Soul Grandmaster. Martial soul: Blue Silver Grass."
"Blue Silver Grass? Twelve years old and rank twenty-nine?"
Shock appeared on Li Yusong's face as he couldn't help but size Tang San up from head to toe.
"Blue Silver Grass is universally acknowledged as a waste martial soul, yet you've cultivated to rank twenty-nine? And both of your soul rings are century-old?"
At first, he had his doubts.
But after feeling Tang San's bones to verify his age, he became more satisfied the more he looked, nodding repeatedly.
"Not bad. Another little monster. Passed!"
Li Yusong had a very favorable impression of him.
He felt that although this child's martial soul was ordinary, his talent and temperament were excellent and worth proper cultivation.
What Li Yusong didn't know was that Tang San's mind was currently filled with nothing but thoughts of how to kill Lin Qingmo.
Finally, it was Xiao Wu and Lin Qingmo's turn.
Li Yusong's expression turned serious, even carrying a hint of helplessness.
It was these two little brats who had publicly undermined him earlier. If not for the possibility that they were geniuses, he would have already lost his temper.
"Your turn, little girl."
He looked at Xiao Wu, his tone relatively gentle.
Xiao Wu remained calm as she activated her Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul!
A pair of pink rabbit ears popped out from the top of her head with a poof, and a short little rabbit tail appeared behind her.
Paired with her adorable face, it was so cute that hearts practically melted on the spot.
"My name is Xiao Wu. Wu as in dancing."
She introduced herself with a bright smile, her voice sweet like honey.
"I'm twelve years old. A rank thirty-two Power Attack System Soul Elder. Martial soul: Soft Bone Rabbit."
As her words fell—
Yellow, yellow, purple!
Three soul rings rose one after another from beneath her feet, slowly rotating around her body.
Especially that purple thousand-year soul ring, which radiated a soul power fluctuation that made one's heart tremble.
"Soul Elder?!"
Ning Rongrong, who was closest to Xiao Wu, wore an expression of utter disbelief.
How was this possible?
Ning Rongrong's worldview was shaken.
For the first time, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect began to doubt her life.
Zhu Zhuqing was also stunned and couldn't help glancing at Xiao Wu again, her suspicion that Xiao Wu might be a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form deepening further.
Li Yusong was so excited that he stood up on the spot, even knocking his chair over.
"A little monster! A real little monster!"
He rushed toward Xiao Wu in three quick strides, his eyes shining.
"This talent is even stronger than that brat Mubai's! Young lady, may I feel your bones to check your real age?"
As he spoke, he reached out, intending to grab Xiao Wu's arm.
But Lin Qingmo stepped forward once more, blocking Xiao Wu behind him.
"Teacher, we have official certification issued by the Spirit Hall. It clearly records our ages and soul power levels, with deacon seals at every step."
"So, let's skip the bone-feeling."
After a brief pause, he added, "Xiao Wu is my lover. I don't really like other people touching her casually."
The air went silent for a second.
"Lover?"
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing froze at the same time, subconsciously exchanging glances and seeing the same shock in each other's eyes.
This Lin Qingmo… his possessiveness was way too strong, wasn't it?
Just because the teacher wanted to check her bones, he stepped out directly to declare ownership.
Xiao Wu, hiding behind Lin Qingmo, blushed crimson.
Shy—yet filled with happiness.
She quietly peeked out half her head, looking at Lin Qingmo's tall, straight back. The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl into a sweet smile.
'Ah Qing… he really does like me, hehe~.'
Crunch!
Tang San, whose attention had been fixed on Xiao Wu the entire time, clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums.
The surging jealousy and hatred in his heart gnawed at his sanity like venomous snakes.
The way Xiao Wu looked at Lin Qingmo—that complete trust and sweetness—stabbed into his heart like a blade.
Why?
On what grounds?
Xiao Wu had never looked at him that way!
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End of Chapter