"Alright."
Wang Lin nodded. A bloodline tremor passed from his right hand to the Golden Dragon Lance. The seven-foot-two-inch Golden Dragon Lance moved according to his will, instantly shrinking into a golden needle.
Pinching the golden needle in his hand, Wang Lin thought for a moment and decided not to tuck it into his ear.
Swish!
The golden needle instantly transformed into a beam of golden light and plunged into Wang Lin's glabella.
In Wang Lin's Spiritual Sea, the Golden Dragon Lance immediately occupied the central position where the Staff of Life had previously been.
The cyan-gold staff was pushed aside. Dots of golden light permeated from the Golden Dragon Lance, but the next moment, an invisible spiritual fluctuation swept across, and the golden light instantly dimmed.
"Hmm!?"
Wang Lin narrowed his eyes, noticing the anomaly in his Spiritual Sea. Without thinking too much, golden light flashed from his glabella.
The Golden Dragon Lance, now a golden needle, flew back out and landed in his palm. Wang Lin looked at the golden needle. With a bloodline tremor, the Golden Dragon Lance shrunk again.
Swish!
Wang Lin's palm lit up with dazzling golden light, and a golden dragon scale appeared in the very center of his palm.
Tucking the Golden Dragon Lance, which was only slightly thicker than a hair strand, beneath the dragon scale, the golden dragon scale in Wang Lin's palm, along with the Golden Dragon Lance, disappeared.
Feeling the peculiar sensation emanating from his palm, Wang Lin felt relieved.
"I'm going back, Elder Yi."
"Go."
Electrolux nodded. Wang Lin retracted all his aura. A flash of gray light swept over him, and his figure instantly vanished from the Undead Demigod Plane.
...
The first ray of morning sun passed through the window, shining into the dormitory room with two beds.
Xiao Hongchen, who had finished his night of cultivation, stood up and stretched his muscles. The stiffness in his body eased with the crackling sound of his bones colliding.
Wang Lin, who had just fallen asleep, was naturally awakened by the noise. He climbed out of bed, ignoring Xiao Hongchen, and went to wash up.
Not long after they woke up, a knock sounded at the door.
Wang Lin, who had finished washing up, opened the door. A key was tossed into his arms by the dorm manager standing outside the door.
"Your dormitory has been arranged. Move in today."
"Thank you, Teacher."
Wang Lin held the key, not surprised. The dorm manager said nothing more. After giving the instruction, she left directly.
After washing up, the two immediately returned the borrowed bed to the equipment room.
Fortunately, Wang Lin's dormitory was only one floor away from Xiao Hongchen's. With the help of telekinesis and Xiao Hongchen.
Wang Lin quickly tidied up his room. By this time, most of the students in the dormitory had already left.
Wang Lin and Xiao Hongchen then unhurriedly left the dormitory. Not long after walking out of the dormitory, they saw Jing Hongchen, with a smiling face, leading Yan Shaozhe on a tour of the academy not far away.
Zhang Lexuan, Lin Jiayi, and several others followed not far behind.
Yan Shaozhe, walking in front, listened to Jing Hongchen's introduction with a forced smile. Even though he didn't understand Soul Tools, he knew that everything Jing Hongchen was introducing was trivial.
Especially that remote monitoring Soul Tool—how could any academy monitor its students?
"Hall Master Hongchen, let's discuss the exchange student matters," Yan Shaozhe quickly said, seeing Jing Hongchen finish introducing another Soul Tool that he considered unimportant.
"Alright."
Jing Hongchen nodded, smiling: "The achievements of my Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy in Soul Tools are always obvious to all. If your academy's students come here to study, we can guarantee that they will receive the best instruction, and can even enter the Mingde Hall for study."
"But..." Jing Hongchen paused, glanced at Yan Shaozhe, and then continued. "What can the students of our academy learn by studying at your esteemed academy?"
"Naturally, they can also receive the best instruction in the Inner Court!" Yan Shaozhe finished the sentence and countered: "Is Hall Master Hongchen perhaps implying that my Shrek Academy will keep our best secrets?"
"Hehe, of course not." Jing Hongchen also gave a forced smile. "But I trust that Shrek Academy, as the continent's number one academy, will not disappoint us."
"Of course, Hall Master Hongchen." Yan Shaozhe nodded. "Since we are both sincere, Shrek Academy hopes that Hall Master Hongchen will send both your grandson and granddaughter to study at my Shrek Academy.
With the talents of your grandson and granddaughter, studying at my Shrek Academy will surely bring great distinction."
Jing Hongchen's pupils contracted, and his gaze turned cold. They were both seasoned veterans. He naturally understood the implication of Yan Shaozhe's words.
It was nothing more than wanting Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen to serve as hostages. As for instruction in Martial Souls, Wang Lin's comment yesterday was correct.
Over the years, he, the Hall Master of the Mingde Hall, had indeed been intimidated by the reputation of Shrek Academy. He hadn't even seen the essence of Shrek Academy as clearly as a young man.
Thinking this, Jing Hongchen looked up and happened to see Xiao Hongchen and Wang Lin walking side-by-side not far away. He reached out and patted Yan Shaozhe's shoulder.
"Dean Yan, look. My grandson is coming over now."
Saying this, Jing Hongchen waved to Xiao Hongchen in the distance, signaling him to approach, completely avoiding the topic of Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen studying at Shrek Academy.
Yan Shaozhe frowned but said nothing more. He didn't quite understand why Jing Hongchen had this attitude.
Although they had failed in the last tournament, Shrek Academy was still the number one academy on the continent. He didn't believe Jing Hongchen was completely unmoved by the opportunity to arrange for his grandson and granddaughter to study at Shrek Academy.
Thinking this, Yan Shaozhe followed Jing Hongchen's gaze and immediately saw the incredibly handsome young man not far away.
...
"Come on, go with me. That soul bone is with Grandfather now."
Seeing Wang Lin trying to sneak away, Xiao Hongchen grabbed him and pulled him toward Jing Hongchen and Yan Shaozhe.
"Now is not the time. That person beside them is Yan Shaozhe from Shrek Academy. Your grandfather is discussing serious business. It's not the time to exchange soul bones!"
Wang Lin struggled in vain, being forcibly dragged toward Jing Hongchen by Xiao Hongchen.
"I don't care about Yan Shaozhe or whatever he is. I've already decided not to go to Shrek Academy. You were right yesterday."
Xiao Hongchen said. As he got closer to Jing Hongchen, his voice didn't drop in the slightest, though he wasn't intentionally loud either.
"A monster is a monster, regardless of where they are. If I went to Shrek Academy, wouldn't my future strength just become a wedding dress for Shrek Academy?"
At this distance, let alone Yan Shaozhe, even Zhang Lexuan, who was further away, heard everything clearly.
Wang Lin could even clearly see Yan Shaozhe's face darken. Just then, they had arrived in front of Jing Hongchen.
"Hahahaha." Jing Hongchen laughed heartily, then turned to Yan Shaozhe. "Childish talk, my apologies, Dean Yan. My grandson is very arrogant and sometimes doesn't even listen to me."
Saying this, he stepped forward and pulled Xiao Hongchen closer. "Greet them. This is Dean Yan from Shrek Academy."
"Dean Yan," Xiao Hongchen dutifully greeted, as if his previous arrogance had been an illusion.
"Good!"
Yan Shaozhe gritted his teeth. If Jing Hongchen's stance hadn't been clear before, it was abundantly clear now: they shouldn't even dream of sending Xiao Hongchen to Shrek Academy.