Douluo Continent, Barak Kingdom
On the outskirts of a city far from the control of the Spirit Hall, at the entrance of a village resembling a village of about a hundred households, a long queue had formed despite the blazing sun.
There were many adults and children gathered there, and I don't know why.
At the entrance of the village, there was a table with an elderly man in his sixties sitting behind it. A somewhat tattered plaque hung on a wooden archway with five simple characters engraved on it: Shrek Academy!
"We've finally arrived at Shrek Academy."
At the very back of the line, a young man dressed in black tightened his sleeves and looked toward the place he had traveled so far to reach.
I hope my godfather won't be angry with me because of this.
Jiang Xuan muttered to himself, unlike the other people in line who were making a ruckus. Instead, he waited quietly for his turn to be tested.
Ahead of Jiang Xuan were about a hundred applicants, many of whom were frowning, probably shocked by Shrek Academy's shabby appearance.
The boy in front said the familiar line, "Are you kidding me? This is supposed to be a Soul Master Academy, an academy that claims you can become an Imperial Viscount upon graduation?"
The boy's father said somewhat uncertainly, "This is what the people from the Spirit Hall said, so it shouldn't be wrong, right? But this academy is really a bit dilapidated."
It's no wonder they had such thoughts. If Jiang Xuan hadn't been familiar with the original work, he would have found it hard to believe that such a dilapidated academy could house several Soul Emperors and Soul Saints.
That being said, it is naturally far superior to the intermediate academies mentioned by the boy. Many intermediate academies are not even sure if they have Soul Emperors, let alone Soul Saints.
Indeed, if Jiang Xuan himself hadn't been a lucky person who transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, he probably wouldn't have believed it either.
Jiang Xuan didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two extras; he could clearly hear the conversation in front of him as he circulated his soul power.
A girl in a pink dress and an ordinary-looking man in a blue vest walked up to the old man. They must be Tang San from the Douluo Continent and Xiao Wu, the soul beast incarnation.
Tang San had an ordinary appearance and would be hard to recognize in a crowd, but Xiao Wu, who was a 100,000-year-old soul beast with rabbit ears, was very easy to identify. Jiang Xuan did not pay much attention to the two of them.
Although Tang San's soul power was the same as mine, and he was only at the second ring level, his perception was very sharp. If Tang San noticed that I was secretly observing him and mistakenly thought that I had ill intentions towards his "sister", I would be in trouble. Given his vengeful nature, he might very well throw a hidden weapon at me.
He, whose cultivation level was not yet at the Soul Venerable level, could not possibly withstand it, so he immediately withdrew his gaze and silently waited for his turn.
The reason I traveled a long way to Shrek Academy is because I had a so-called sign-in system with me when I transmigrated, and I had to sign in at a designated location.
Therefore, when she told her grandfather that she wanted to enroll in Shrek Academy, he scolded her vehemently. In terms of cultivation, her grandfather and grandmother were indeed much more advanced than all the teachers at Shrek Academy.
While pondering what would happen after joining Shrek Academy, he watched as his grandfather and sister tried their best to stop him from joining. Becoming the Eighth Monster wasn't so bad after all.
If you hang out with the main characters, you might even get some special treatment; aside from anything else, you'll probably get your hands on some rare herbs.
"Sorry, registration fees are non-refundable once paid if you do not meet the requirements!"
"Why should I!"
"Based on what? On my abilities!"
Jiang Xuan's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a commotion. It turned out to be the father and son from the original story who had paid their registration fees but were told that those who did not meet the requirements would be turned away. They were now trying to get their registration fees back but were being brutally prevented from doing so.
It seems that the burly Soul Master with the three thousand-year-old Soul Rings is Dai Mubai. Jiang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that if it weren't for the help of the protagonist's halo, he, a fallen prince, would probably have been devoured by his brother, leaving not even a trace, and would have also harmed Zhu Zhuqing, whom Jiang Xuan admired the most in Douluo Continent.
Jiang Xuan found such behavior unacceptable, but since he was also a person who had come to register, he had to swallow his words. Indeed, in Douluo Continent, without strength, everything is just empty talk.
What could the teacher in charge of admissions at the entrance do after displaying his Soul Emperor cultivation level? He could only pack up, swallow his pride, and leave.
It's absurd that a prince of a royal family has been reduced to working as a doorman and thug. I don't know where Dai Mubai gets his pride from when he faces these applicants who are only slightly better off than commoners.
Having learned from past mistakes, many students whose soul power did not meet the requirements turned away with their parents. There was nothing they could do; the requirements were high, and the registration fee was non-refundable. With a Soul Emperor present, no one dared to say a word.
Because of the departure of other people, the long queue quickly reached Jiang Xuan's place. The two girls a few people away must be Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
One of them held a seven-jeweled glazed pagoda in one hand, while the other had her hands grabbing her ears to make them look like cat ears, and her eyes had turned into vertical pupils. Who else could they be but the two of them?
"Not bad, two level 20 Soul Masters, you've passed the test. But little girl, do your family know you snuck out?"
"Hehe, my father agreed to let me come out."
Compared to his previous seriousness, the old man's tone became much gentler when speaking to the girl in front of him, who clearly had a special identity. It was unclear whether this was due to her displayed talent or the meaning behind the tower-shaped martial soul that radiated seven-colored light.
"Ding~ Sign-in to Shrek Academy, mission complete, system loading in progress..."
Just as it was my turn in the queue, the system in my mind finally finished loading. But it was time to test it out. I'll check the cheat codes later to see if they have anything special.
"Reach out your hand"
Jiang Xuan extended his right hand for the other party to test his bone age. The old man closed his eyes and sensed for a few seconds before saying, "Not bad, exactly twelve years old. Release your martial spirit. You know the rules; anyone without level twenty soul power is not qualified."
"OK"
Jiang Xuan withdrew his right hand and silently recited, "Martial Soul Possession!"
In an instant, the few people who had been waiting saw the martial spirit of the last young man, as well as the two bright yellow hundred-year spirit rings next to him.
"Level 20, that's right, it's this martial soul?"
The old man's dim eyes showed some surprise, and he leaned forward to ask, "Your martial soul is a fire seed?"
"A spark!"
"Fire?"
Upon hearing this, the others also looked at the boy's hand, where a blue lotus-shaped flame lay quietly in Jiang Xuan's palm.
"That's right, it is indeed just a spark! But…" Jiang Xuan replied.
(End of chapter)