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Time flew by, and the next morning arrived.
In the western district of Heaven Dou City, inside a small breakfast shop, Zhongli, Paimon, "Xue Qinghe," and Chiyu sat together.
After their meal at the Seven Treasures Hotel the previous day, "Xue Qinghe" had arranged to accompany them to Heaven Dou Royal Academy today.
She had left the hotel directly to make the necessary preparations at the academy.
The three deans exchanged glances—a transfer student personally arranged by the Crown Prince?
Damn, just what kind of background did this person have?
And the Crown Prince had repeatedly emphasized that they were to receive this student with the highest possible honors!
The three deans were all staunch supporters of "Xue Qinghe's" rise to power, so her words carried immense weight for them.
After breakfast, the four of them set off openly toward the city gates.
Heaven Dou Royal Academy was located in a mountain range outside the city, not too far from Heaven Dou City—about half an hour's journey for an ordinary person.
For soul masters, the distance was negligible.
The four of them strolled leisurely toward the city outskirts. Many major factions quickly caught wind of their movements and began speculating about the Crown Prince and Lord Zhongli's intentions.
"That direction leads to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Their destination must be the academy!"
Indeed, there were plenty of sharp minds around. Just by observing their route, many had already deduced their goal.
"With Lord Zhongli by his side, the Crown Prince doesn't even need guards."
"..."
"Do you understand the weight of a 100,000-year soul ring?"
"Do you know the terror of a Title Douluo?"
Zhongli was not only a Title Douluo but also possessed a 100,000-year soul ring. Even other Title Douluo wouldn't dare provoke him lightly, let alone anyone else.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of Heaven Dou Royal Academy...
The three deans stood dressed in formal attire befitting Soul Douluo—a level of grandeur reserved only for the most significant occasions.
Flanking the gates were the academy's faculty, ranging from Soul Sage-level department heads to Heaven Dou-tier instructors.
Behind them stood a massive crowd of students—even Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others were present!
The three deans took "Xue Qinghe's" words with the utmost seriousness and dared not slack off in the slightest. If the Crown Prince placed such importance on this person, how could they afford to be negligent?
"Anyone who dares to embarrass the academy today, anyone who speaks out of turn—regardless of which family they belong to—will be expelled on the spot!"
Meng Shenji spoke with stern severity. These noble-born students were used to acting recklessly, but if they offended this guest…
Hearing this, the crowd's expressions shifted. The usually amiable Dean Meng was speaking with unprecedented harshness—whoever was coming must be no ordinary figure.
Among the crowd, Xue Beng frowned as he met Meng Shenji's gaze. Last time, he had sabotaged Shrek Academy's attempt to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and Meng Shenji surely hadn't forgotten.
These words were undoubtedly directed at him, the Fourth Prince.
For Meng Shenji to speak so strictly, the only ones who could command such respect were likely the Heaven Dou Emperor and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
Sure enough, when Meng Shenji locked eyes with Xue Beng, the intensity of his glare sent a chill down the prince's spine.
As one of Heaven Dou's pillars, no one would take Meng Shenji's warning as an idle threat.
The three deans stood united—three Soul Douluo-level powerers who could easily establish their own sect, their combined strength rivaling even the lower four great clans.
Time passed, and after roughly the time it took for an incense stick to burn, several figures appeared at the foot of the academy's grand staircase.
The academy was built on a mountain, and reaching the main gate required ascending over a thousand steps.
Those present all had keen eyesight, and when they saw the approaching figures, their bodies stiffened in shock.
Many had never seen Zhongli before, but they had heard the rumors—especially about the floating companion by his side!
As for "Xue Qinghe," they had seen him before, as the Crown Prince occasionally visited the academy.
Hisss—
The three deans sucked in a sharp breath. So this was the honored guest "Xue Qinghe" had spoken of—a Title Douluo!
Without hesitation, the three deans rushed down the steps, their faces adorned with warm smiles…
The crowd followed closely, especially Dugu Yan.
After all, Zhongli was the benefactor of both her and her grandfather. And her grandfather had warned her—even if she offended Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, even if she offended Emperor Xue Ye, she must never, ever offend this man!
In moments, the three deans came to a halt, bowing respectfully.
"This old man, Meng Shenji, greets His Highness the Crown Prince and Lord Zhongli!"
"This old man, Bai Baoshan, greets His Highness the Crown Prince…"
They delivered their greetings flawlessly, ensuring every aspect of etiquette was perfect.
Zhongli shot "Xue Qinghe" a surprised glance. This was her arrangement?
Damn…
"No need for such formalities," Zhongli waved his hand dismissively.
"We greet His Highness the Crown Prince and Lord Zhongli!"
Though many of these students were spoiled nobles, they weren't fools. They knew exactly who they could afford to offend—and who they couldn't.
Being pampered didn't make them stupid. On the contrary, they were often the most favored in their families, well-versed in noble etiquette.
"Xue Qinghe," however, was stunned. Had these old men misunderstood her instructions?
This was practically on par with Emperor Xue Ye's royal inspections!
"Dean Meng, this is Lord Zhongli's attendant, Xiao Feilian, courtesy name Chiyu."
"She is a 48th-ranked Agility Attack System Soul Ancestor!"
At these words, the initially dismissive expressions in the crowd twisted into shock.
An attendant?
She looked no older than fifteen or sixteen.
At first, many had assumed Chiyu was merely relying on the favor of a Title Douluo to secure a place in the academy.
But now, the Crown Prince was claiming she was already at the 48th rank?!
Forty-eighth rank!
"Chiyu, show the three deans your martial soul and soul rings so they can arrange your curriculum."
Nodding, Chiyu immediately activated her martial soul.
Though her appearance didn't change, the aura she unleashed sent a jolt through the crowd!
Purple?
Wait… her first soul ring was purple?!
Everyone stared at Chiyu in disbelief.
The soul rings continued to rise. When the second one appeared, many rubbed their eyes.
Still purple?
Was she releasing her soul rings in reverse order?
Would the next two be yellow, then?
But the next moment, their jaws dropped, their eyes bulged, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.
"T-Ten… ten-thousand-year soul ring?!"
"A ten-thousand-year third soul ring?!"
"Thousand-year first and second rings, ten-thousand-year third ring…"
"I must be dreaming. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Many students—even some teachers—slapped their own faces, the stinging pain confirming that this was no illusion.
The three deans stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded…
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