"Luo Chuan is truly terrifying..."
Wu Siduo's face showed a trace of admiration. With his professional level, Luo Chuan could craft an entire set of Battle Armor all by himself.
Unlike other auxiliary professions, where each person had their own role—one designing the Battle Armor blueprints, another forging the metal, and yet another creating and assembling the various components—Luo Chuan's versatility was truly remarkable.
In comparison, her own rank as a Level 4 Mecha Maintenance Technician seemed rather lackluster.
"I'm the same, actually."
"I already have Battle Armor made by Luo Chuan."
At this moment, Gu Yue also smiled faintly, her expression brimming with excitement. She had long possessed a single-word Battle Armor, "Silver," crafted by Luo Chuan.
Just like his "Gold," it was one of the finest Battle Armors he had ever made. Moreover, she also had a purple-silver Mecha he had crafted, which she used for daily travel.
And her Battle Armor was the only one designed to pair with Luo Chuan's—a matching set for couples. Even Na'er didn't have one yet.
"Is that so..."
Wu Siduo murmured, realizing that Gu Yue and Tang Luochuan really were close. So she already had a single-word Battle Armor too.
"Actually, we also..."
Nearby, Tang Wulin, Zhang Yangzi, and Xu Xiaoyan also grinned, looking in Wu Siduo's direction as they spoke playfully.
"Don't tell me you all..."
Wu Siduo's expression froze, a look of astonishment crossing her face as she seemed to realize something. Her gaze silently shifted toward Tang Luochuan, her face filled with disbelief.
"I made a set for everyone."
"Back when I was practicing."
Tang Luochuan smiled slightly and nodded. In truth, while leveling up his auxiliary professions earlier, he had already crafted Battle Armor for all his companions.
Not just Wulin, Yangzi, and Xiaoyan—even Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng had long since received a set of Battle Armor ready for fusion.
Once they reached the rank of Soul Ancestor, they could complete the fusion. If not for their current lack of strength to meet the wearing requirements, they would have already become Battle Armor Masters.
"..."
Wu Siduo hesitated, feeling as though she had been unintentionally excluded by the other class officers!
But she truly hadn't expected that Luo Chuan's companions, despite not yet becoming Soul Ancestors or Soul Kings, already had their Battle Armor prepared. This efficiency...
Was simply too high.
"If only I'd met Luo Chuan sooner..."
Wu Siduo couldn't help but mutter to herself. At the same time, curiosity welled up inside her.
"Luo Chuan, could you make a set of Battle Armor for me in the future? Whatever payment you need, I'll give it to you."
The next moment, snapping out of her thoughts, she couldn't resist asking.
The benefits Battle Armor provided to Soul Masters were undeniable in the Soul Master world. With a set crafted by him, her strength would undoubtedly soar.
Of course, she wouldn't take it for free.
"Of course. Next time, tell me your ideas, and I'll make time to craft a set for you. As for payment..."
"Aren't we companions?"
Tang Luochuan shook his head lightly, completely unconcerned. Payment was for outsiders.
Between companions, what need was there for payment?
"Ah, but..."
Wu Siduo hesitated at his words.
"There are no 'buts.'"
Tang Luochuan shook his head again, dismissing her concerns.
"I understand."
"Thank you, Luo Chuan."
Wu Siduo said sincerely, though a wave of contemplation rose in her heart. Even if Luo Chuan didn't want any reward, she would...
find a way to repay him properly in the future.
"Your Battle Armor..."
"How about I design the blueprints for you?"
At this moment, Gu Yue spoke thoughtfully, her tone measured.
She bore no ill will toward Wu Siduo—she simply didn't want Luo Chuan to overexert himself. With her here, she could lighten his workload a little.
"Hmm?"
Wu Siduo blinked, a trace of hesitation on her face.
"Well..."
"I'd actually prefer Luo Chuan to make it for me."
Wu Siduo's expression turned earnest as she spoke bluntly.
"..."
Gu Yue fell silent, only managing a resigned acknowledgment. And here Luo Chuan had claimed this girl merely admired him.
Oh, Wu Siduo, don't pretend you're not after Luo Chuan!
If not for her newfound restraint, she might have taught the other girl what the wrath of the Silver Dragon King truly meant.
"Gu Yue, it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that having the same person design and craft it makes the process smoother."
Realizing her refusal had been too abrupt, Wu Siduo quickly shook her head and explained.
"That's true enough."
Gu Yue responded softly. She hoped that was really the case—after all, as Wu Siduo said, Luo Chuan's skills in auxiliary professions far surpassed her own.
"Hahaha, don't worry, Gu Yue. You know my capabilities. Even if I had to craft multiple sets of Battle Armor, it wouldn't be an issue."
Tang Luochuan chuckled dismissively, his tone relaxed.
"Then..."
"Let's all proceed with our own tasks now."
He added a moment later.
"Alright!"
"..."
Meanwhile, outside the second-year classroom, Mu Xi stood with an unsettled expression.
This was her first time entering the class, and pretending she wasn't nervous would be a lie. After all, Shrek Academy was the continent's top institution—her own talent paled in comparison here. She simply lacked potential.
"Are you a new second-year student too?"
Just then, a male voice rang out, and a golden-haired youth about her age appeared before her.
"You are...?"
Studying the boy, Mu Xi felt a flicker of realization. It seemed she wasn't the only transfer student.
"I'm Le Zhengyu, heir of the Sacred Family."
"And you are?"
Le Zhengyu smiled as he introduced himself.
"Mu Xi."
"Might I ask, Le Zhengyu, what's your current cultivation level?"
Mu Xi replied, curiosity coloring her tone. The Sacred Family—that name carried immense weight, being one of the continent's most prestigious clans.
Given their similar ages, his noble lineage, and their shared status as transfers, she assumed his strength would surpass the average student's. She likely couldn't compare.
"You've asked the right question."
"I'm fifteen, currently a 39th-rank Soul Venerable. As for my auxiliary profession, I'm a third-rank Mecha Designer."
Le Zhengyu answered with a grin.
"Hmm..."
Yet, upon hearing his words, Mu Xi couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Wait, this wasn't what she'd expected at all.
If he was a genius from the Sacred Family and already fifteen, why wasn't he a Soul Ancestor yet?
She had already reached Soul Ancestor!
Not to mention that my secondary profession is three levels ahead of his. His level three secondary profession—did he just start cultivating?
"This Sacred Angel Family…"
"Seems a bit lacking."
Mu Xi couldn't help but mutter under her breath.
"Mu Xi, Le Zhengyu, come in."
At that moment, their homeroom teacher, Zhang Wei, opened the classroom door and greeted the two, ushering them inside.
"Class, today we have two new students joining us—Le Zhengyu and Mu Xi. Let's give them a warm welcome."
The teacher smiled as he looked toward the students.
"Le Zhengyu is a student of our academy and the young master of the Sacred Angel Family. He previously returned home for seclusion and has just emerged. Please introduce yourself."
"Of course, teacher."
"Hello everyone, I'm Le Zhengyu, 15 years old, a level three Mecha Designer, and a 39th-rank Soul Venerable. Though I haven't yet broken through to Soul Ancestor, with the inherited power from my family, I can still defeat ordinary Soul Ancestors."
Le Zhengyu responded with a smile, his handsome appearance immediately drawing many admiring gazes.
Talented and good-looking—truly the epitome of charm.
Among them, the most silent gaze belonged to the class monitor, Yuanen—Yuanen Yehui.
"So…"
"He's in our class now?"
Yuanen Yehui, currently wearing a male disguise, stared in Le Zhengyu's direction, lost in thought. Of course, she hadn't forgotten that this was the bastard who had mistaken her for an Evil Soul Master.
As she pondered, the rest of the class applauded, welcoming Le Zhengyu into their ranks.
"Young master…"
"Are they all this weak?"
Mu Xi wore a contemplative expression. This Le Zhengyu was actually the young master of a great family? His talent wasn't even on par with hers.
"And this is Mu Xi."
"She's a special admission student, admitted through her secondary profession in forging. Please introduce yourself as well."
The teacher spoke again, but at these words, the entire class froze—a Forging Master?
This delicate young girl—how could she possibly be a Forging Master?!
"I'm Mu Xi, 15 years old, from Eastsea City. My dream is to become the first female Divine Blacksmith. 43rd-rank Soul Ancestor…"
"Level six Forging Grandmaster."
Mu Xi spoke calmly, pulling out her supreme-grade fusion-forged Sea Silver Hammer—a symbol of her level six status—her aura sharp and imposing.
"In the future…"
"Please guide me well."
Before she even finished speaking, the entire classroom erupted in shock. A Soul Ancestor was already an exceptional genius, let alone a level six Forging Grandmaster…
Level six!
A fifteen-year-old Grandmaster!
At this moment, who even remembered Le Zhengyu? A mere level three Mecha Designer couldn't compare in the slightest.
"…"
Watching this unfold, Le Zhengyu was utterly dumbfounded, his shocked gaze fixed on Mu Xi. He never expected this seemingly delicate girl…
To be a level six Forging Grandmaster! Was she even human? More like a hammer spirit in human form.
"Mu Xi, of the Mu Family…"
"Could she be the daughter of that top-tier Forging Grandmaster, Mu Chen?!"
Le Zhengyu couldn't help but marvel inwardly. With her talent and the formidable abilities of her father and master, she might very well become a Divine Blacksmith.
"Teacher."
"Where should I sit?"
Mu Xi's expression remained calm as she observed everyone's reactions, her mind racing with thoughts. It seemed her talent wasn't that poor after all—after all, even the young master of the Sacred Angel Family...
Couldn't compare to her!
Perhaps it wasn't that she lacked talent in Martial Souls, but rather that her previous benchmark had been Luo Chuan, making her feel inadequate.
"Mu Xi, you can sit next to the class monitor, Yuanen."
"As for Le Zhengyu, you'll sit..."
The homeroom teacher spoke slowly with a smile.
"..."
"Forging Grandmaster!"
At this moment, Yuanen Yehui's gaze fell on Mu Xi beside her, and she froze in shock.
A sixth-rank F
orging Master—this wasn't something mere geniuses could achieve. Even if one had trained in forging since childhood, reaching this level by now would be incredibly difficult!
"Hmm?"
Noticing Yuanen Yehui's stare, Mu Xi turned her eyes toward her, meeting the gaze of a slender, petite youth.
Yet soon, a thoughtful expression crossed her face. Was it her imagination, or did those eyes...
Seem like a girl's?