Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Lin Mu focused on developing the Elemental Academy, while the Wuji Sect was managed by several elders.
With the addition of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the overall strength of the Wuji Sect increased significantly, and its reputation soared, attracting more and more elemental soul masters to join.
These two were renowned elders of the Spirit Empire, practically the face of the Spirit Empire.
After all, their spirits were included in the soul patterns on the Pope's decree.
The fact that they chose to leave the Spirit Empire to join the Wuji Sect spoke volumes about its power, indirectly boosting its fame.
Of course, this also aroused Bibi Dong's hostility.
But for Lin Mu, this was undoubtedly a good thing. He needed to "show off," not because he liked being ostentatious, but because he needed to gather faith power.
To gather the faith power of all elemental soul masters on the continent, the prerequisite was to become famous throughout the continent.
As for Bibi Dong's hostility, Lin Mu didn't care at all.
Leaving aside the fact that Spirit City was far from Heaven Dou City, even if Bibi Dong dared to send people, he was confident he could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
That morning, Lin Mu was processing important documents in the dean's office.
"Knock knock..."
A sudden knock sounded at the door, startling Lin Mu. He quickly looked down at Ah Yin, subtly giving her a look.
At that moment, Ah Yin's throat bobbed, as if she had swallowed something.
"Dean, may I come in?"
Huo Wu's voice came from outside. Lin Mu gave Ah Yin another look, signaling her to stand up quickly.
After she emerged from under the desk, Lin Mu slowly replied, "Come in."
With the dean's permission, Huo Wu immediately pushed open the door and entered. She saw Lin Mu diligently processing documents.
Seeing the dean's dedication, Huo Wu was deeply moved.
She hadn't expected such a powerful figure as the dean to work so hard for them; it was truly admirable.
"What do you need me for?"
Lin Mu asked, glancing at Huo Wu, who stood stunned at the doorway.
Since the merger of the four elemental academies, some students with higher cultivation levels had become teachers.
Huo Wu was among them. While her appearance wasn't exceptionally beautiful, her figure appeared remarkably voluptuous in the academy's custom-made teacher's uniform.
Facing the dean's question, Huo Wu quickly composed herself and said earnestly,
"Dean, among this year's new students, there is one with innate full soul power and a fire-attribute martial soul. I've come to ask you... how should we arrange things for her?"
Hearing this, Lin Mu's eyes suddenly lit up. Innate full soul power was undoubtedly the mark of a top-tier genius.
Within a hundred years, only a handful of soul masters possessed innate full soul power. Aside from Feng Xiaotian, who wasted his talent, they all possessed at least Level 97 or higher potential.
If they could obtain a 100,000-year soul ring, they might even be able to cultivate to the Limit Douluo level.
Of course, all of this was based on the premise that she wouldn't be led astray. If she absorbed the wrong soul rings, it would inevitably consume her potential.
Lin Mu pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "How about this: you take her into the advanced class and be responsible for teaching her. Get her an extra dose of pills."
Since the Breaking Clan became the Medicine Hall, Lin Mu had been teaching them alchemy.
Although they didn't have the Qilin Fire to purify the medicinal effects, they could mass-produce ordinary pills, which was enough for soul masters below the Soul Ancestor level.
As for higher-level pills, he would refine them himself.
However, this was not a long-term solution. It was necessary to cultivate fire-attribute alchemists so that the art of alchemy could be passed down.
"Don't worry, Dean, I will definitely teach her well."
Huo Wu patted her chest and made a promise, secretly determined to show the dean her abilities.
At this moment, Ah Yin noticed something strange in Huo Wu's eyes; she seemed deeply infatuated with Lin Mu.
But upon reflection, this made sense.
After all, Lin Mu was not only outstanding in every way but also very young, so it wasn't surprising that he attracted the hearts of some young girls.
It was just a pity about Feng Xiaotian's unwavering affection.
"If you have nothing else to do, go and attend to your own business."
"Yes, Dean."
After handling her affairs, Huo Wu turned and left.
Meanwhile, Tang San and his group were traversing the Sea God's Light, with only one day left until the assessment.
In fact, with their physical abilities, they could have passed the assessment long ago.
However, in order to use the pressure of the Sea God's Light to accelerate their cultivation, they deliberately dragged it out until the last day.
As for Dai Mubai and the other two, who hadn't received formal training, things were much worse.
Only Ma Hongjun, under Yu Xiaogang's guidance, had secretly learned techniques from Tang San and maintained a high-intensity training regimen every day, barely managing to complete the assessment.
Dai Mubai and Oscar were far behind, one being twenty steps behind and the other thirty steps behind.
"Damn it, if it weren't for my martial soul mutation, how could I be so far behind!"
Seeing that he couldn't complete the assessment, Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with resentment. If he hadn't consumed that useless herb, how could his endurance be so weak?
It was all Yu Xiaogang's fault!
Thinking of this, Dai Mubai suddenly stood up and walked toward Ma Hongjun, who was resting not far away.
Seeing Dai Mubai approaching, Ma Hongjun quickly stood up, looking wary, and said, "Dai Mubai, what are you doing?"
"Your teacher has ruined me so badly, what's wrong with letting me drink a few mouthfuls of blood?"
Dai Mubai stared at Ma Hongjun with a fierce glint in his eyes. In the past year, he could only drink Oscar's blood, and his cultivation speed was far slower than before.
To survive, he had to drink Ma Hongjun's blood.
"Wishful thinking! You've fallen to this state entirely of your own making!"
Ma Hongjun almost roared.
If Dai Mubai were to drain even a few mouthfuls of his blood, he would definitely fail the assessment today.
Although the assessment couldn't fully restore his lost physical abilities, how could he willingly die? If he died here, how could he be worthy of all the hardships he had endured?
"Very well, you're forcing me to take matters into my own hands, aren't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai pounced on Ma Hongjun like a ghost.
However, Ma Hongjun preemptively used his third soul skill to fly into the air.
Seeing Ma Hongjun intending to fly toward the steps, Dai Mubai quickly used a ranged attack, trying to knock him down, but it was ineffective.
Soon, he could only target Oscar, who was climbing the steps.
After catching up to him with some effort, he hurriedly demanded, "Little Oscar, give me two sausages to boost my strength."
Hearing this, Oscar hesitated for a moment, but still handed him two sausages.
The moment he took the sausages, Dai Mubai immediately pounced on Oscar, tearing at his neck like a wild beast, blood gushing out!