Chapter 17 Monster Among Monsters
Ye Liuyun threw ten gold soul coins into the box.
"Stretch out your hand." The old man looked at Ye Liuyun expectantly.
Since he came with those two little monsters, he must be quite something, right?
Ye Liuyun extended his hand.
The old man pinched it and nodded.
"Bone age is twelve years old."
"Release your martial spirit."
Ye Liuyun didn't waste any words.
Buzz!
The air suddenly felt heavy.
A blue silver grass, crystal clear and with dark gold patterns, appeared in his palm.
Immediately afterwards, three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet.
The old man's smile froze instantly.
He stared intently at Ye Liuyun, his voice even trembling slightly:
"This... this is..."
"Level 30... Level 34!"
Upon hearing this, the entire place fell silent.
It felt as if someone had pressed the mute button.
The crowd, which had been discussing the matter, now stared wide-eyed, forgetting even to breathe.
Twelve years old.
Level 34.
What does this mean?
This isn't just a monster, this is a demon! This is a pervert!
Although Tang San is also a genius, he has a similarly talented Xiao Wu, which makes it understandable that such geniuses still exist.
Perhaps this is what top-tier talent is all about.
But this Ye Liuyun just ripped the ceiling off!
"How is this possible..."
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She had seen countless geniuses in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but she had never seen one so outrageous.
Zhu Zhuqing's usually cold eyes were now filled with shock as she stared intently at the figure with the sour face.
But Dai Mubai's shock went far beyond that.
He stood to the side, instinctively clutching his still throbbing right arm, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
12 years old, level 34?
He was at a disadvantage in his previous encounter at the Rose Hotel.
He originally thought the other person was about the same age as him, and had a soul power level that was one or two levels higher than his.
Otherwise, where would such terrifying soul power come from?
But his soul power level was actually lower than his.
In other words, even with inferior soul power quality, he was still able to suppress him purely with soul power.
Even though this is Shrek Academy, a place only monsters are allowed to enter.
Dai Mubai couldn't help but mentally label Ye Liuyun as a monster among monsters.
The old man was so excited he almost jumped up from his chair, grabbing Ye Liuyun's hand as if he had grasped some priceless treasure:
"Excellent! I never thought I, Li Yusong, would see a monster of this caliber in my lifetime!"
"Mu Bai! Quick! Take them inside! Go straight to the fourth level and find Teacher Zhao!"
Ye Liuyun withdrew his hand, wiped it on his clothes, and looked disgusted.
"Don't get so agitated."
After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked into the academy gate amidst a sea of stares that seemed to regard him as a god.
Xiao Wu excitedly took his arm, held her head high like a proud little peacock, facing the group of envious people behind her.
"Hmph! How about that? My cousin is amazing, isn't he?"
Tang San followed behind, listening to the exclamations around him and looking at Ye Liuyun, who was the center of attention. He felt a little jealous.
If it weren't for the fact that he spent a lot of time training and practicing hidden weapons...
His soul power level could also be higher.
On the way to the fourth level.
The team, which originally consisted only of Dai Mubai leading the way, now included the silent Ye Liuyun, the confident Tang San, the lively Xiao Wu, and two girls with different expressions behind them.
Zhu Zhuqing kept staring at Ye Liuyun's back, her clear, cold eyes filled with inquiry.
Finally, she couldn't help but quicken her pace and come to Ye Liuyun's side.
How did you do that?
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was cold, but it revealed an extreme thirst for power:
"Your martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass, so why is your soul power increasing so quickly?"
She couldn't understand it.
To escape the suffocating fate of her family, she cultivated day and night, even traveling thousands of miles to get here.
But the person in front of her, who was younger than her and whose martial soul was weaker, was so strong that she felt despair.
Ye Liuyun glanced at her.
A kitten being chased by fate.
He had no interest in being a caring older brother, and he was even less likely to reveal his 800,000-year-old heritage and unique skills.
"Talent."
Ye Liuyun gave a perfunctory reply.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes dimmed, but she immediately clenched her fists, clearly taking it as the arrogance of a strong person.
On the other side, Ning Rongrong approached with a sweet smile, perfectly embodying the air of nobility:
"Hello, Ye Liuyun. I'm Ning Rongrong."
"You were so cool at the entrance just now! Would you like to come visit our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? My dad loves geniuses the most, and if you're willing to come, we can provide the best resources."
This was blatant solicitation.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is incredibly wealthy, but as a support-type Soul Master, it lacks top-tier offensive and control-type combat power.
Ye Liuyun remained expressionless.
"Let's talk about it later."
He neither refused nor agreed.
In this world, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a major financial backer, so there's no need to block the way, but now is not a good time to enter the market.
"Ugh! Aren't you guys annoying?!"
Xiao Wu grabbed Ye Liuyun's arm and glared at the two beauties like a little tiger guarding its food.
"My cousin is mine! If you want to steal him away, you'll have to get past Sister Xiaowu first!"
Seeing Ye Liuyun surrounded by three beautiful women.
Tang San and Dai Mubai subconsciously exchanged a glance.
Their eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
...
Soon, the group arrived at an open space.
A chair, a stick of incense, and a burly man.
Zhao Wuji sat there, like a dozing bear.
"Teacher Zhao, the people have been brought."
Dai Mubai said respectfully.
Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, glanced at the five boys and girls in front of him, and chuckled.
"Five students were admitted without examination; this year's batch of promising talents is quite good."
"I'll personally join in and have a go."
"I am Zhao Wuji. The rules are simple: the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
Zhao Wuji casually pointed to the incense burner beside him, flicked his finger, and the incense stick was inserted into the ground, sparks flying from the top.
"I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to discuss this."
"Then, as long as you can withstand me for the duration of an incense stick burning, you will pass the test."
"Friendly reminder, I am a level 76 Battle Soul Saint."
Upon hearing this, everyone except Ye Liuyun changed their expressions.
Soul Saint!
This is not just a difference in rank, it's a crushing defeat in terms of the level of life!
Tang San immediately entered command mode and whispered.
"Listen to me, everyone, we must cooperate..."
However, some people don't play by the rules.
Ye Liuyun ignored Tang San's tactical arrangements and stepped forward, his gaze passing over Zhao Wuji and looking at Dai Mubai, who was standing aside watching the show.
"Hello."
Ye Liuyun raised his hand and beckoned to Dai Mubai with his finger, his tone calm yet arrogant.
There were a lot of people at the entrance just now.
"It's quiet now, come on!"
[end of the chapter]