Chapter 97 Level‑4 Soul‑Guided Fighter, Xian Lin'er's Amazement
"Eh, no, it's not that… my cultivation has already reached level 50. I was wondering if Teacher could accompany me to obtain my fifth soul ring."
Ye Chen explained quickly.
"Oh, that's all it—Wait! Level 50?! How is that possible! Weren't you only level 41 when you enrolled?!"
Xian Lin'er's expression changed instantly. Grabbing Ye Chen's wrist, she released a wave of soul power to examine his cultivation.
Ye Chen didn't resist, allowing her to probe freely.
"Level 50… it really is level 50. You advanced nine levels in a single month, Xiao Chen, how did you do it?!"
Her eyes widened, disbelief written all over her face.
This was insane! Even Shrek Academy's all‑time record had never seen such speed.
At twelve years old, Ye Chen had already shattered history with level 41 when admitted—breaking not only Shrek's record but also the entire continent's.
And now, he'd done it again.
"It's nothing special, really. I just worked hard," Ye Chen said sheepishly, scratching his head.
That, of course, was only because he hadn't used any pills.
Had he taken any, he could've reached level 50 in a single day.
But to avoid attracting too much attention, he had purposely slowed down with a month of leisure before advancing casually.
"Xiao Chen, you…"
Xian Lin'er's beautiful eyes flickered with conflicting emotions.
She had already considered him an unparalleled talent, yet he had far surpassed even her wildest expectations. His gifts were a hundred—no, a thousand—times stronger than she'd imagined.
She was certain that, barring any unforeseen tragedy, he was guaranteed to become an Ultimate Douluo—and perhaps even reach that legendary level beyond.
With that thought, she silently vowed to protect him at all costs.
But what moved her most was that, though Ye Chen belonged to the Martial Soul Department, he had come to her instead of Yan Shaozhe for help obtaining a soul ring.
That meant that, in his heart, her place outranked Yanshaozhe's.
Of course… she knew perfectly well that it wasn't because her strength surpassed his—it was because her figure did.
Ye Chen clearly had certain preferences, and that made him gravitate closer to her.
"Teacher? What's wrong…"
Feeling a little anxious under her gaze, Ye Chen asked carefully.
"Fufu~ nothing at all. Teacher's just thrilled. I never expected your talent to be this overwhelming—truly worthy of being my disciple!"
Laughing joyfully, Xian Lin'er grabbed his head and ruffled his hair, hugging him tight.
Her mood soared—partly because she had such a prodigious student, and partly because this meant she'd one‑upped Yan Shaozhe again.
She had few joys left in life, but outshining that man was definitely one of them.
After all, she was a woman who held grudges.
Back in their youth, when Yan Shaozhe had betrayed her trust, she had sworn never to forget it.
If he'd been as talented as Ye Chen, she might've tolerated his dalliances.
But that useless man was barely her equal in power and still thought he could flirt around—sneaking off with Cai Meier behind her back. She had never forgiven him for that.
Her rage at the time had driven her to leave the Martial Soul Department altogether, joining the Soul Tool Division she'd once disliked, just to avoid seeing his face again.
Even now, years later, she relished every chance to overshadow him.
"Alright, Teacher, shall we start preparing? When do we depart?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"Mn, let's see… we'll need to pack some food," Xian Lin'er said after taking a calming breath. "Your martial soul is powerful, and the soul beasts in the Star Dou Forest are too weak for you now. We'll be heading to the Extreme North instead."
Her tone turned serious. "It's very far from Shrek. If we travel nonstop today, we can reach a city near its outskirts by nightfall, rest there, and start hunting tomorrow morning."
"Got it. I'll follow your lead, Teacher~"
Ye Chen flashed a bright, obedient smile.
"Good boy~"
Xian Lin'er reached out to pat his head affectionately, utterly satisfied.
So well‑mannered, so handsome—just looking at him lightened her mood.
Well… perhaps just a little mischievous.
But she considered that a virtue.
If he were as dull and clumsy as Qian Duoduo, she might've worried he'd never find a wife.
A touch of roguish charm suited him perfectly.
…
After making their preparations—mostly food and water—they reconvened.
The Extreme North was vast, sparsely populated with soul beasts, so finding a suitable one could take days.
As for the cold, both of them were far too strong to be affected.
…
Half an hour later, they met atop the laboratory building.
There, a sleek five‑meter‑long flight soul tool waited: the Aurora Phantom II.
Ye Chen had modeled it after a military fighter jet from his previous life.
Despite being only a level‑4 soul device, its top speed reached 1,000 kilometers per hour—equal to a peak Soul Saint's full‑force flight speed.
Yet unlike a Soul Saint, who would burn through soul power in minutes, Ye Chen's creation consumed less than one‑thousandth of that energy, allowing for long‑range travel.
"So this is your new flight soul tool? It looks impressive~"
Xian Lin'er inspected it curiously, awe flickering behind her eyes.
Ye Chen had been working on it for a whole week in mysterious secrecy, refusing to show her the progress. Ever since, she'd been dying to see what a "mere level‑4" machine could really do.
"Teacher, hop in. Space's a bit tight~"
He opened the hatch and motioned for her to climb aboard.
Although the craft looked sizable from the outside, the cockpit was compact—barely enough for two.
Run completely by soul‑power circuits, it needed no complicated instruments, just a manual control wheel for steering the tailfins.
Of course, most soul engineers used their soul power directly to steer, but Ye Chen had designed the controls to conserve energy—and for extra fun, naturally.
"Hmm… it's awfully cramped," Xian Lin'er noted with suspicion. There was definitely enough room to make the seats larger—or separate.
"Don't worry, Teacher. The more soul power you channel, the smoother it'll fly," Ye Chen said, settling snugly behind her and slipping an arm casually around her waist.
"Humph, holding on is fine, but no funny business," she muttered, rolling her eyes with a playful humph.
Yes, he'd done that on purpose.
But she was used to it by now—and, honestly, she didn't really mind.
At her signal, she channeled her enormous soul power through the conduits beneath her feet into the core array.
Whoooosh—
With the might of a Titled Douluo fueling it, the ship lifted smoothly into the sky.
Eight jets of energy burst from its thrusters in a thunderous arc.
Boom—!
In less than a second, their speed surpassed three hundred kilometers per hour—and still climbed higher and faster…
(END CHAPTER)
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