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3d3z5 – The Class President is Absent

This new sensation sent shivers down Tang Wulin’s spine. His dantian’s spinning rapidly accelerated, the speed soon increasing by threefold. As he continued circulating the warm energy throughout his body, the chilling liquid he consumed no longer seemed so harsh and the explosion of cold slowed.

His meridians were once more flooded with energy. Fortunately, they were tough enough to withstand it. Moreover, after forty-nine circulation cycles, his meridians, bones, and viscera had formed a protective outer layer that staunchly fought back against the cold.

The onslaught of cold only lasted a few moments before fading away, absorbed by his revolving dantian. As the cold energy entered his dantian, it gradually merged with the soul power revolving within.

He broke through to rank 29 in an instant, yet his soul power showed no signs of stopping its ascension.

“Continue circulating.” The warm energy faded away and left Tang Wulin’s body, but he already learned how to dissolve that cold energy. He continued to use the Mysterious Heaven Method to absorb the energy to rapidly increase his soul power.

Feng Wuyu stood up and stared at Tang Wulin with slightly narrowed eyes. This kid’s body is really strange!

Under normal circumstances, a soul power would saturate a soul master’s body each time they reached the next rank, thereby increasing their strength. This was especially true for major milestones like fusing with a new soul ring.

Soul rings improved a soul master on a fundamental level, refining both body and mind. The exact growth a soul master experienced depended on their martial soul.

However, Tang Wulin’s body went far beyond that of a two-ringed soul master’s. Feng Wuyu had spared some of his own inner energy to help warm Tang Wulin’s meridians in preparation for ingesting the spirit items he had, but Tang Wulin’s body went far beyond his expectations. Tang Wulin’s meridians were as tough as a six-ringed soul master’s.

In other words, even without Feng Wuyu’s help, Tang Wulin would have easily been able to digest the spirit item. As insurance, however, Feng Wuyu had helped Tang Wulin complete forty-nine circulation cycles to warm up his meridians. Tang Wulin’s meridians had devoured all the warm energy without a fuss.

This kid is a real freak! His blood essence is so rich and powerful that not even an adult power-type soul master could compare with him!

No wonder he made it into Shrek with only two rings… and he was even able to become the class president.

“Let’s begin class.” Wu Zhangkong stood behind the lectern. Today was his third and final lecture on the basics of mechas. Shrek Academy progressed through its curriculum at blazing speed. All the students had to diligently do their homework and readings every day to keep up. If they didn’t, then they would eventually be expelled.

Not a single peep could be heard from the students. According to tradition, it was the class president’s job to shout ‘stand up’ and have everyone salute the teacher after the teacher announced the start of class. Only then would the lecture officially start.

At that moment, however, silence pervaded the room. The expected ‘stand up’ was nowhere to be heard.

“Stand up.” A girl said a minute later. The girl was Gu Yue. Everyone stood up and saluted.

Wu Zhangkong’s eyes darted to Tang Wulin’s seat. Since Tang Wulin’s seat was in the very first row, it was obvious to everyone that he wasn’t present.

“Sit down,” Wu Zhangkong said.

All of the student sat down. Wu Zhangkong turned to Gu Yue. “Where’s Tang Wulin?”

Gu Yue shook her head. “I don’t know. He didn’t come back to the dormitory last night either.”

Wu Zhangkong frowned. “He didn’t give any reason for being absent, so that’s one strike against him.” It was a freak event at Shrek Academy for the class president to skip class.

At that moment, someone banged on the door of the lecture theater.

The door had already been open. Wu Zhangkong turned to see a man in his late twenties at the entrance.

“Hello, Teacher Wu. Elder Feng sent me to tell you Tang Wulin is at a crucial point in his cultivation right now and shouldn’t be disturbed, so he will be absent. Please excuse him for his absence today.”

Wu Zhangkong was stunned “Elder Feng? As in Feng Wuyu?”

“Yes.” The young man nodded

“Alright. I got it.”

The young man left and Wu Zhangkong began his lecture. However, all of the students had one question on their mind: where was the class president? School had just started a few days ago yet he was already missing class.

But then, everyone remembered he only had two soul rings. So they wondered if he was currently getting his third ring.

Only the students that were members of the Blacksmith’s Association knew who Elder Feng was. Under Wu Zhangkong’s icy gaze, however, none dared make a comment during the lecture.

The lecture continued, but it was clear Gu Yue’s mind was not present. She understood Tang Wulin best and knew it wasn’t yet time for him to make a breakthrough. Just the day before he had said he was at rank 28, so even if he did break through, it would only be to rank 29. Such a minor accomplishment wouldn’t take too much time. Similarly, it was impossible for him to have a breakthrough in his blacksmithing. He had just became a fifth-rank blacksmith and couldn’t attempt spirit refining again yet. So then, she wondered just what he had breakthrough in.

Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan were similarly curious, but because they also knew how much of a madman Elder Feng was, anxiety filled their hearts.

In the second grade’s classroom, Long Xiu, the teacher in charge of the class, smiled from behind the lectern. “Now let me introduce you all to a new student who will be joining our class.”

Mu Xi walked over to his side.

“This is Mu Xi,” Long Xiu said. “The Blacksmith’s Association transferred her into our class. She’s seventeen years old and an outstanding blacksmith of the fourth rank. At the latest, she’ll be able to attempt spirit refining in one year. Our class has had a shortage of blacksmiths, so I hope you’ll all treat her well.”

Yuanen Yehui sat in the first row while Yue Zhengyu sat in the last row. Just like all the other students, their eyes were glued to their pretty new blacksmith classmate.

Blacksmiths were few to begin with, excellent ones fewer, and female ones the fewest.

Mu Xi could sense that overwhelming goodwill in the gazes of her classmates.

Everyone in the second grade was already preparing to make their battle armors. Once they reached the third or fourth grade, they were to officially begin making them. A skilled blacksmith classmate was indispensable to their goals.

“Mu Xi, introduce yourself,” Long Xiu said with a smile.

Mu Xi nodded to Long Xiu. “Hello everyone, I’m Mu Xi. I’m from Eastsea City which is part of the Skysea Alliance. My goal is to become a Divine Blacksmith. Please take care of me.”

“Take a seat.” Long Xiu pointed to an empty seat in the back.

“Yes.” Mu Xi went to her seat, which just happened to be beside Yue Zhengyu as he had just joined the class a few days before her.

Yue Zhengyu happily smiled at her. “Hi, I’m Yue Zhengyu.”

“Hi.” Mu Xi acknowledged him with a nod.

“Are there a lot of young fourth-rank blacksmiths in the Blacksmith’s Association?” Yue Zhengyu asked.

Mu Xi was taken aback, but after a moment, she shook her head. “There aren’t that many.”

Yue Zhengyu lowered his voice. “So, do you have a boyfriend?”

Mu Xi rolled her eyes at him. “How old are you?”

“Fifteen,” he answered.

Mu Xi snorted. “You’re just a kid yet your head’s already filled with such thoughts. Just pay attention to the lecture.” After saying this, Mu Xi ignored Yue Zhengyu and glued her eyes to the blackboard, her arms crossed around her chest.

Yue Zhengyu was speechless. This girl…

Tang Wulin truly hadn’t finished his breakthrough yet. If it was just his soul power reaching rank 30, he would have long since finished. While rank 30 was a bottleneck, it was a simple matter to charge through it.

However, his current breakthrough wasn’t reaching rank 30.

When he absorbed that cold energy, he felt his body lighten and his soul power surge through the bottleneck.

He had succeeded at reaching rank 30. In an instant, his soul power seemed to boil over in his body and the soul power in his dantian spun faster than before while the whirlpool’s bulk grew smaller and denser. It felt as if his soul power had condensed into a liquid.

Tang Wulin knew that this was what happened when jumping from two rings to three. He was now a Soul Elder.

Meanwhile, Goldlight slithered out and stretched itself along Tang Wulin’s shoulder. Then, its body began making popping sounds as it grew longer by half a foot and thicker than before. Its golden scales became larger and its eyes brighter.

Spirit souls grew along with their owners, but Goldlight’s growth far surpassed the norm.

Feng Wuyu watched with a face of astonishment from the side. What kind of spirit soul is that? Why is its growth so great? Even if it’s a thousand-year spirit soul, is it really possible to grow this much?


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