After all, Huo Yuhao might be under the watchful eyes of Tang San.Shi Yu had once traveled back ten thousand years and had unresolved grievances with Tang San. If that history were somehow noticed, the consequences could be unimaginable.
Keeping a distance from Huo Yuhao was actually safer.
Besides, being close to Huo Yuhao didn't seem particularly beneficial either. There was no need to force him into the spotlight or treat him as the protagonist. Just let things take their natural course—No flattery, no rejection, no hostility.
One by one, students entered the classroom until it was nearly full.Shi Yu, having nothing better to do, began estimating the number of students based on the number of seats. There were somewhere between 110 and 120.
If every seat was taken, that meant 120 students.When the last few people entered, the total count reached 113.
Not long after, the homeroom teacher, Shao Wentao, arrived.
He appeared to be in his forties, with a crew cut and average looks. His face had an honest, straightforward expression.
As soon as he entered, the entire classroom straightened up.The noise faded instantly, and every student focused their attention on him.
"Hello, students…" Shao Wentao smiled kindly as he introduced himself.His tone wasn't stern, and he seemed easy to talk to.
"I'm happy to be the head teacher of Freshman Class 5. I'm quite approachable—as long as you cooperate with my teaching."
"But for those who don't behave and disrupt the class…" He paused, still smiling. "I'm not above handing out punishments."
"Punishments?" someone asked aloud.
"I'll sting you with my martial soul. Depending on the situation, the severity varies. Don't worry—I know my limits. No need to be too scared," Shao Wentao replied, his smile now tinged with a mischievous glint.
"Why do I feel like this teacher is a smiling tiger?"Shi Yu instinctively felt this teacher was the type to seem friendly but could be very strict underneath.
Those kinds of teachers were far scarier than the ones who appeared harsh on the surface.
"What's your martial soul, teacher?" another curious student asked.
"Itchy Bee," Shao Wentao replied, still grinning.
"Itchy Bee?"Most students looked puzzled—clearly they hadn't heard of such a martial soul.
But a few students who recognized it immediately sat up straighter, their expressions mixed with awe and fear.
Even Dai Huabin looked visibly uncomfortable.Being stung by an Itchy Bee was no joke—it could itch you to death.
"Bro, do you know what this Itchy Bee is?"Shi Yu asked the fat student sitting next to him. He himself had never heard of such a martial soul. Judging by the name, it had to be something to do with itching.
The chubby student beside him was dressed neatly and looked like someone from a well-off family.
"After getting stung by an Itchy Bee, you'll itch like crazy for several days," the student whispered."You might start scratching all over out of nowhere. It's not too bad when you're alone, but if it hits during class or in public, you'll want to die of embarrassment—especially if the spot itching is... inconvenient to scratch."
Shi Yu winced subconsciously.If it starts itching there during class, and I can't help scratching... won't I die from embarrassment?
"That's a harsh punishment."Shi Yu sat even straighter.
He'd rather be made to run laps or get smacked on the hand—anything but days of agonizing itchiness.
Soon, word spread quickly. Everyone had heard about the effects of the Itchy Bee.In no time, the whole class was sitting up stiffly, all trying to look like perfect students.
Shao Wentao, seeing their cooperative attitude, was quite satisfied.
He began explaining his basic expectations.
Nothing too unreasonable—just the usual rules for maintaining classroom discipline.He also required students to take notes during theory classes, and there would be monthly exams to assess theoretical knowledge.
At the end of each month, the bottom ten students in the rankings would be punished by being stung by the Itchy Bee.
"These are pretty much my requirements. As long as everyone cooperates and does their part, I won't make things difficult."
"Now, let's talk about this semester's teaching plan..."
The first half of the class was focused on rules and expectations.The second half turned to introductions.
Each student was asked to stand up and introduce themselves—giving their name and martial soul.Whether or not to reveal soul power was up to each individual.
The first student on the left in the front row stood and introduced himself.Then the next student did the same, continuing row by row.
"My name is Dai Huabin, martial soul: White Tiger. Level 29 Great Soul Master."Dai Huabin stood up and announced confidently.
Immediately, everyone turned to look at him—many of them with surprised expressions.
Level 29?That was shockingly high.
Among the students who had introduced themselves earlier, the highest had only been level 25.Dai Huabin's soul power was currently the highest in the class, and he was on the verge of breaking through to the Soul Master level.
"White Tiger Martial Soul… could this guy be from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in the Star Luo Empire?"The fat classmate next to Shi Yu muttered quietly.
"You sure know a lot," Shi Yu said, glancing at him in surprise.
"My family hired soul masters for me since I was young—some to train me, others to teach theory."
"I know all the powerful martial souls in the world. The White Tiger is one of them. I also know the noble family behind it."He spoke in a proud whisper.
Shi Yu gave him a thumbs-up, acknowledging his knowledge and sharp judgment.
Dai Huabin clearly enjoyed being the center of attention.The admiration in his classmates' eyes gave him a great sense of satisfaction.
Then the girl next to him stood up.
"My name is Zhu Lu. Martial soul: Nether Spirit Cat. Level 26 Great Soul Master."
"Nether Spirit Cat... she's probably from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire," the fat student beside Shi Yu whispered, eyes wide.
Shi Yu wasn't surprised—he already knew about their backgrounds.
Shao Wentao took a moment to look at the two more closely.
He had been briefed on their names beforehand but hadn't known which students they were until now.
"My name is Shi Yu. Martial soul: Space."Shi Yu stood up and introduced himself.
He didn't mention his soul power.
Others might report their levels to show off, but his level 16 was embarrassingly low.Among over a hundred students, almost no one was below level 20. If he admitted his level, it would only be awkward.
"So that's Shi Yu..."
Quite a few people looked over at him with curiosity and scrutiny.
Shi Yu hadn't expected this much attention.
Was his space martial soul really that eye-catching?