"Yue'er, those two girls next to that handsome guy are so beautiful!"
"Wow, you're right! Are they here to join our Tianshui Academy too?"
Shui Yue'er and Yu Hairou, the ever-chattering love-struck sisters, continued their lively discussion even after stepping off the stage. Meanwhile, Shui Bing'er could only watch them with helpless amusement.
Despite never having held a boy's hand, these two somehow knew far more about romance than most girls their age.
Soon, the enrollment tent was set up. Seated at the registration desk was Xue Wu, the eldest member of the Tianshui Team, with Shui Bing'er—the steadiest of their team—assisting her.
Before long, a line formed in front of Tianshui Academy's booth, composed entirely of pretty young girls. As for their actual talent? Fu Ye couldn't care less.
"Wu Ling, Xiao Wu, go sign up."
Fu Ye patted the two girls on the shoulders. Both blinked in surprise at his words. 'Sign up?'
"Teacher, are we joining Tianshui Academy?" Wu Ling asked, confused. Fu Ye had never mentioned enrolling in an academy before.
"Mhm. It's not good for you to always be alone without close friends."
He affectionately ruffled her hair. Just then, Xiao Wu spoke up.
"Me too? But I thought—"
Before she could finish, Fu Ye flicked her forehead.
"Thunk."
"Ow!" Xiao Wu rubbed her head, still puzzled.
"Use your brain! I'm telling you to sign up as a teacher, not a student like Wu Ling."
Fu Ye sighed. How could a Level 95 Super Douluo even consider becoming a student in an academy where the strongest cultivators barely reached Soul Douluo level?
"Pfft—fine, fine. So what if I'm a little slow? You're still the one who raised me."
Grinning, Xiao Wu grabbed Wu Ling's hand and pulled her toward the registration line.
Fu Ye: "..."
[Author: 6 flipped upside down = 9]
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At the front of the line, several girls had already left—clearly rejected.
Xiao Wu and Wu Ling stood out immediately, their striking beauty drawing murmurs from the crowd around them.
"Damn, those two are gorgeous!"
"Wait, that older girl looks past the enrollment age..."
"Does this mean my list of goddesses is about to grow by two?"
Tianshui Academy's admissions were far stricter than Shrek Academy's. Unlike Shrek, they didn't collect fees upfront—only after acceptance.
"Martial Soul: Ice Butterfly. Twelve years old. Soul Power Level: 20."
"Congratulations, you've passed. Head to the academy to collect your uniforms."
Xue Wu smiled warmly at the girl in front of her, whose eyes lit up with excitement. Outside, her parents cheered—thrilled she'd been accepted.
But not everyone was so lucky.
Most who followed either lacked suitable martial souls or didn't meet the appearance standards. Though Tianshui admitted commoners, they still prioritized talent, martial spirit quality, and looks.
Soon, it was Wu Ling's turn.
"Hello, little sister. Are you here to enroll?"
At just ten years old, Wu Ling's delicate features still held a childlike softness.
"Yes! I want to study here."
After four years under Xiao Wu's care, Wu Ling had grown confident around strangers—especially kind-faced beauties like Xue Wu.
"How adorable! Tell me your age and martial soul, then we'll test your soul power."
Xue Wu had noticed the girl earlier. Her youthful appearance and curious aura made her wonder about her martial spirit.
"I'm Wu Ling, ten years old. My martial soul is the Light and Dark Peacock. I'm a Level 27 Attack-Type Spirit Master."
Her voice was sweet but clear.
Xue Wu nodded—then froze.
"Light and Dark Peacock? Ten years old... and Level 27?!"
Shui Bing'er, standing behind Xue Wu, reacted first. She swiftly placed a soul power testing crystal in front of Wu Ling.
"Little sister, place your hand here and channel a bit of soul power."
Wu Ling obeyed, pressing her palm to the crystal.
"Buzz!"
A brilliant blue light erupted from the crystal, dazzling the onlookers. Even the usually composed Shui Bing'er staggered slightly.
"Level 27... a ten-year-old Soul Grandmaster?!"
Liu Erlong, chatting with her best friend nearby, noticed the commotion and hurried over with the blue-robed woman.
"Bing'er, what's going on?"
Shui Bing'er turned, relief flashing in her eyes at the sight of the woman.
"Aunt Han! We've found a genius—ten years old and already Level 27!"
She stepped aside, revealing Wu Ling.
"A Level 27 Soul Grandmaster at ten?!"
Liu Erlong's composure shattered. She knew better than anyone how rare such talent was.
"Um... Sister, did I pass?"
Wu Ling tilted her head, confused by Xue Wu's stunned expression. 'Was she not good enough?'
"Of course! From today, you're officially a student of Tianshui Academy!"
Xue Wu quickly reassured her. But then, the woman Shui Bing'er had called "Aunt Han" stepped forward.
"Little one, would you be willing to become my final disciple?"
Liu Erlong didn't interfere. With talent like this, any teacher would leap at the chance.
"Huh? No, Sister. I already have a teacher."
Wu Ling shook her head firmly. She adored her teacher—even if he sometimes teased her at bedtime, she knew he'd never steer her wrong.
"What?! You already have a teacher?!"
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