Tang Wulin resolved to thoroughly investigate the results of the deep meditation later. For now, he was certain that his soul power had increased to a stable rank 16 on the verge of breaking through to rank 17.
His growth rate wasn’t particularly outstanding when compared to Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, or Xie Xie, but his progress came as a wonderful surprise considering that he wielded the Bluesilver Grass.
“I cultivated too much,” Tang Wulin sheepishly said.
Even as he said this, he felt a stare boring into him from the direction of the stage. Looking up, he met Long Hengxu’s glare and hastily straightened his posture without another word.
Xu Xiaoyan furtively glanced his way. So it’s him!
She encountered Tang Wulin twice before—the first time in the spirit ascension platform and the second at the barbecue skewers restaurant with Ouyang Zixin—and on both occasions, he had left a lasting impression on her.
Of all the boys her age, Tang Wulin must be the most handsome one she had ever seen. Long, delicate eyelashes framed his large eyes, and paired with his rosy-white skin were his straight nose, supple lips, and rounded earlobes. From beneath his beautiful exterior, he also radiated a warm energy like that of the sun.
Clothed in the academy’s uniform, Tang Wulin seemed even brighter, and despite his tardiness, he remained unruffled. This guy is so calm! Isn’t he afraid of being criticized?
Like everyone else, Wu Zhangkong’s eyes were set on Tang Wulin but for an entirely different reason. He could distinctly see a luster in the depths of Tang Wulin’s eyes which signified a breakthrough, yet he noticed no major change in soul power.
From experience, he knew this to be the best outcome. For Soul Masters, if it wasn’t a breakthrough in soul power, then it had to be one in comprehension, which was absolutely vital in progressing further in cultivation. Although Tang Wulin’s innate talents didn’t amount to much, his extraordinary perception weighed far more heavily than even his mutated martial soul.
The ceremony continued without another hitch and after the customary motivational speeches, it soon came to a close. Teachers led their charges back to the classroom where they gave their own words of wisdom and encouragement before dismissing the students until the next day when classes would officially begin.
Naturally, class zero had the simplest proceedings with only four students including the newly arrived Xu Xiaoyan.
“Introduce yourself,” Wu Zhangkong said to Xu Xiaoyan as soon as they entered their classroom.
Facing Wu Zhangkong with her usual bashfulness, she stood and said, “Hello, everyone. I’m Xu Xiaoyan. I’m 10 years old and my martial soul is the Starwheel Ice Staff. My soul power is at rank 17.”
The corner of Tang Wulin’s mouth began to twitch when he heard her last sentence.
Noticing Xu Xiaoyan the moment he arrived, h
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