Soul Land—Chapter 70: Shrek's Qin Ming
Perhaps the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin's 100,000-year soul bone isn't particularly suitable for Ling Qianyao, but at least it's a 100,000-year soul bone.
It is undoubtedly an existence that all forces in the soul master world are eager to fight over at this moment.
Even if Ling Qianyao himself or those around him don't intend to use it, it's impossible to leave it to gather dust, waiting for Tang Hao to return someday and pass it to Tang San.
What's more, the healing soul skill that comes with this soul bone—"Wildfire Cannot Destroy the Grass, It Grows Again With the Spring Wind"—is also extraordinary. It can promote self-repair of the body, even reshaping broken limbs.
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Qin Ming's Residence.
"This is what happened. I met two new students here who want to go to Shrek Academy. They're quite talented—they reached level 29 at age 12," Ling Qianyao said slowly.
Hearing this, Qin Ming couldn't help but be a little surprised. Reaching level 29 at age 12 is a rare talent in the soul master world. However, they rely on their innate full soul power to practice, so their progress is a bit slow. Logically, they should already be at the Soul Ancestor level by now.
He pondered for a moment. "Qianyao, do you have any plans to tell me this news?"
"No," Ling Qianyao spread his hands. "It's just that I heard from the academy that you, Teacher Qin Ming, are from Shrek Academy, so I mentioned it casually."
"Speaking of which, Teacher Qin Ming, is Shrek Academy very strong?"
Hearing this, Qin Ming's face suddenly carried a proud expression. "Of course! I came out of that academy myself, so I understand it well. No one knows it better than me."
"You should know I am the second-youngest Soul Emperor on the continent. Just from this, you can get a glimpse of the teaching strength of my academy."
Ling Qianyao nodded thoughtfully. "So impressive~
No wonder rumors say that the enrollment requirements for this academy are so strict—reaching level 21 at age 12—and that there are actual combat assessments to ensure students possess extraordinary talent."
"Absolutely," Qin Ming said proudly, raising his head.
"Well~ I think such an excellent academy would never lie," Ling Qianyao said with a smile. "The propaganda for Shrek Academy in Suotuo City states that they have an exceptionally outstanding student who is now an elder of the Spirit Hall, with a status second only to the Pope.
Teacher Qin Ming, I don't know much about the high-level officials of the Spirit Hall, as I've only recently arrived in the Heaven Dou Empire. Could you tell me which Titled Douluo is this elder in the propaganda? After all, the status of Spirit Hall elders is usually granted only by Titled Douluo.
It's second only to the Pope, and not just honorary elders. This senior should be your senior, Teacher Qin Ming, and also my senior.
I wonder if you could tell me about the deeds of this senior—who is he, and how did he attain such a high position in the Spirit Hall?"
His face was full of admiration and respect, and Ling Qianyao's clear eyes were filled with yearning for the legendary figure's deeds.
"Uh,"
Qin Ming's mouth twitched, and he wiped the sweat that wasn't there on his forehead.
Doesn't he understand what Shrek Academy is really like?
The academy was founded only 20 years ago, admitting just 42 students. Only 14 of them truly reached the Soul Ancestor level and graduated. The top talents were admitted, but many didn't even graduate normally after reaching Soul Ancestor.
With such a low graduation rate, it's easy to imagine what happened to those who didn't graduate.
Either they got lost in the crowd, or they were eliminated in the soul-hunting and soul-fighting modes of Shrek Academy.
He was a student in the second class. Could this Titled Douluo be someone from his previous class? That's funny.
'Is Dean Flanders starting his false propaganda again?'
Qin Ming secretly complained.
However, as a student of Shrek Academy, he had a strong sense of collective honor and the awareness of protecting the academy's reputation—even at the cost of his life. That was the core concept instilled in every student!
Realizing that Shrek's reputation might be damaged, Qin Ming decisively looked for an excuse to cover it up:
"Ahem. Qianyao, this propaganda is probably spread by the soul masters in Suotuo City after seeing Shrek's extraordinary enrollment standards and teaching staff.
But you see, I was indeed taught by them, which shows that Shrek is a good school."
"Oh~" Ling Qianyao nodded. "So that's the case, I understand. But after hearing you say that, Teacher Qin Ming, I suddenly want to visit that academy myself.
After all, Shrek Academy is capable of cultivating such an excellent Soul Emperor like you. Its teaching strength must be extraordinary."
"Uh,"
Qin Ming shook his head with a smile. When Ling Qianyao went there, he would find out that the publicity was made by the academy. Wouldn't that be exposed?
His eyes flickered, then he said, "No problem. You still have four days of vacation, right? I will notify the other students this evening to see if they are willing to go with you.
You can also ask the teachers there for advice."
Ling Qianyao nodded. "Okay, teacher. Goodbye, teacher."
"Goodbye." Qin Ming sent Ling Qianyao off with a smile. After a moment, he looked around at the door.
Then his figure flickered and quickly headed toward Shrek Academy.
He didn't want Shrek to leave a bad impression on Ling Qianyao and the other students of the Royal Fighting Team—or even ruin its reputation.
The sense of collective honor was something deeply ingrained in every Shrek student.
He sped back to Shrek Academy, following his memory.
When he saw that the academy still relied on renting a farmer's village as its campus, and the familiar yet slightly simple academy gate came into view, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
"It hasn't changed for so many years."
Without hesitation, he released his soul power fluctuations, and the aura of a Soul Emperor spread instantly.
Even if Flanders and the others were slow, they would sense this powerful soul energy immediately and come out of their rooms or training areas, their eyes fixed on Qin Ming.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous here?!"
"Shrek—Qin Ming!"
When Flanders saw the visitor, surprise flickered in his eyes, then joy. "Why did you come back so suddenly? How are things outside? Are you interested in donating a few million gold soul coins to the academy?"
Qin Ming's expression darkened, and he sighed helplessly. "Dean, I haven't seen you in a long time. I came here to talk to you about something."
"No money? Then what's the point of talking?" Flanders said unhappily, adjusting his glasses.
Qin Ming's mouth twitched again. Reluctantly, he took out a bag of gold soul coins from his chest.
(End of this chapter)