96: Golden Class

Everyone instinctively looked toward Su Wen.

The matter of the Immortal Plants was no longer a secret.

The changes in Spirit Kite Douluo and Hu Liena's Spirits were enough to prove the power of the Immortal Plants.

They had only assumed these things were hard to find, and that obtaining one or two would be the limit.

They hadn't expected Su Wen to have an extra one to give to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

“Since Elder Ju isn't going to the Hall of Worship, Third Enshrinement, you should head back first.”

Bibi Dong's sharp voice echoed through the hall, directly issuing an order for the guest to leave. At the same time, her gaze swept over everyone, making them keep their thoughts in check.

Azure Luan Douluo frowned slightly: “Elder Ju, I won't force you. I will report this matter truthfully to the High Priest. I hope you don't forget the nurturing of Spirit Hall!”

With those words, Azure Luan Douluo turned and left.

His thoughts were somewhat complicated.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had completely sided with Bibi Dong, and as his partner, Ghost Douluo would naturally follow. This was not a good start.

The remaining Elders would likely follow the trend as well.

“All of you, dismiss!”

Bibi Dong waved her hand toward the group.

A faint smile played on her lips.

She seemed to be in a very good mood.

Su Wen bid farewell to Bibi Dong and left the Supreme Pontiff Palace together with Ye Yuaner.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo also followed beside them.

The few of them chatted for a while before parting ways.

On the way back to the courtyard, Su Wen spoke with earnest concern.

“Aunt Ye, you need to work harder. Chrysanthemum Douluo is already level ninety-six and has become a Super Douluo like an enshrinement. Why hasn't your Soul Power budged at all this year?”

Ye Yuaner rolled her eyes: “Do you think it's that easy to level up?”

Su Wen gently patted her, like an Elder: “That's why you still need to work hard.”

Ye Yuaner crossly grabbed his hand and huffed:

“Sleep at the Elder Palace tonight; Auntie will let you taste what a hug of love feels like...”

...As the morning sun rose the next day.

In Su Wen's courtyard, Bibi Dong had been sitting there for an unknown amount of time.

Her charming phoenix eyes were half-squinted, her long legs crossed, and her jade-like feet swung unconsciously.

“Tap, tap.”

Abrupt footsteps sounded, and Su Wen returned to the small courtyard with a helpless pace.

He'd been used as a body pillow again,

And checked to see if he had grown up.

Aunt Ye was treating him like a child again.

“Teacher, why so early today?”

Su Wen was a bit surprised to see Bibi Dong sitting in his courtyard.

He went forward to greet her and noticed that Bibi Dong's expression wasn't very good.

In his mind, ten thousand little spiders were crawling around.

Who provoked this woman again?

She was in a fine mood yesterday.

Bibi Dong looked at Su Wen and asked coolly: “Where were you last night? Why didn't you come to Cultivate with me?”

Su Wen noticed the difference in Bibi Dong's tone and replied: “Didn't I just obtain a spirit ring? I wanted to rest and stabilize first before Cultivating properly. I was at Aunt Ye's place last night.”

The gloom on Bibi Dong's face lessened slightly.

At least he knew to tell the truth.

She stood up and used both hands to tie her hair up.

Then, she pulled a specialized weapon from her spirit tool.

Her vermilion lips parted slightly: “It's been a few days since Teacher last disciplined you.”

“Let Master see your progress during this time!”

Su Wen was speechless and internally resistant. With a look of resignation, he reached out his hand, and a red oil-paper umbrella appeared in his palm.

Bibi Dong's figure suddenly charged forward. The long sword in her hand, carrying a piercing sound of breaking air, swept directly toward Su Wen, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Su Wen's expression turned grave. He sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the sword, though a stray corner of his floating clothes was sliced by the blade.

Bibi Dong flicked her long sword, spinning it into a flurry of strikes. Her attack speed was extremely fast, and Su Wen could only block in a hurry.

He felt that Bibi Dong's mood was off. She wasn't teaching him at all; it felt more like her goal was to give him a beating.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong didn't defeat him immediately. She just continuously drained his physical strength and squeezed out his Soul Power.

Only when there wasn't a single drop left did Bibi Dong stop her movements with satisfaction.

Su Wen lay on the ground, life-weary, watching Bibi Dong toy with the long sword in her hand.

“Teacher, you, a Beast Spirit Master, are about to transform into a Sword Spirit Master.”

Su Wen knew that Bibi Dong used spider lances during her Martial Soul True Body, so she could probably be considered half a Tool Spirit Master, right?

“Flattery won't work. Remember to come to Master's room tonight.”

Bibi Dong glanced at him, feeling much better.

She didn't help him recover either, simply leaving those words before turning to walk away.

The moment she left, Hu Liena, who had been listening to the commotion next door, immediately tiptoed into the courtyard.

“Senior Brother, did you provoke Teacher again?”

Hu Liena came to Su Wen's side. Seeing his pale face, a hint of heartache appeared in her eyes.

“Who knows which bastard provoked her. It's probably the Hall of Worship again.”

“Nana, help Senior Brother recover a bit.”

Hu Liena nodded gently, placing her jade-like hand on his shoulder and gradually channeling Soul Power into Su Wen's body.

Sniffing the familiar scent on her Senior Brother, her eyes narrowed comfortably.

Her small nose suddenly twitched twice as she caught a familiar feminine scent: “Senior Brother, did you rest at Aunt Ye's place last night?”

Seeing her Senior Brother nod, Hu Liena's pretty cheeks puffed out.

“Nana, let's go to the academy in a bit.”

After Su Wen entered the High-Level Spirit Master Academy, he basically hadn't attended many days of class.

Today he decided to stay at the academy to avoid running into Bibi Dong again.

He'd hide from her for a while.

The two left Spirit Hall. Su Wen took Hu Liena to have breakfast on the street before heading to the Spirit Master Academy.

“Senior Brother, there's a practical combat class today to rank the academy's strongest.”

“This combat class is also very crucial. It's said the top ten can enter Golden Class One. Teacher has always wanted us to get in through our own strength.”

“Nana has already planned to defeat them all, and then when you come to the academy, you can defeat Nana. Then Senior Brother can become the strongest Spirit Master.”

Hu Liena held food in her hands, chewing as she told Su Wen about the past few days' curriculum.

In Spirit Hall's High-Level Spirit Master Academy, the students started at level thirty at the minimum.

To enter Golden Class One, new students not only had to reach the top ten but also needed to defeat the senior students of Golden Class One.

According to the Supreme Pontiff's new regulations, the age for Golden Class One cannot exceed twenty-five. Only those who enter this class are eligible to represent Spirit Hall in the Spirit Master Competition.

Su Wen wasn't particularly interested, but the grilled fish by the roadside caught his attention.

To be precise, it was a woman next to the grilled fish who drew his focus.

The woman's appearance was as gentle as water. She had long green hair parted in the middle, her strands as translucent as emeralds, and she wore a verdant feather hair accessory.

Beneath her green short skirt, her legs were straight and slender, revealing a portion of her snow-white thighs. Below the knees were a pair of emerald-green leggings.

Overall, she was graceful with a soft temperament, possessing a sense of natural purity.

When Su Wen noticed her, the woman's gaze also turned toward him, her rosy lips curling into a faint, friendly smile.

“Senior Brother... what are you looking at?”