The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 320 - 166: The First Lesson of Southern Campus, Ten Talents Arriving Personally! _3

"Whoosh–"

The water gushed like a pillar into the immaculate white ceramic bathtub.

Ye Hanjun poured a bottle of spiritual liquid and, feeling it was a bit diluted, proceeded to pour three more bottles.

"Refreshing!"

Soaking in 60-degree hot water was indeed incomparable; it eased every muscle and nerve, making him feel utterly comfortable.

GuaGua was practicing frog-style swimming at the side, propelling itself far out with each kick.

Huazhu, on the other hand, was generally peaceful unless involved in a fight.

She wasn’t afraid of water and sat by the bathtub. Her eye-catchingly white feet immersed in the water stirred gently, creating ripples upon the surface.

...

The tranquility of the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.

By nightfall, Ye Hanjun was fully dedicated to teaching, nurturing Huazhu and GuaGua, also giving Mo a beating now and then to keep it from howling in the middle of the night.

The next day arrived.

Canghai Pavilion, Southern Campus, 75th standalone teaching hall.

The empty street in front of the hall suddenly began to kick up dust.

People started arriving one after another, all riding on their Contracted Fond Spirits.

Once they landed, they didn’t disappear their spirits. Instead, they took their spirits along and walked in through the front gate.

"Oh, all familiar faces~"

The first Patron to arrive was called Yao An, a knight.

With a beaming smile, he greeted everyone who entered.

Lu Mei glanced at him, her stern face softening a bit.

"Looks like our luck isn’t too bad."

"Exactly!"

On the topic, Yao An beamed and enthusiastically said:

"This is Master Han’s first class in the Southern campus."

"I wouldn’t have believed I could actually snag a spot from so many sign-ups. It’s so unexpected!"

A girl leaning against the corner hummed and said without any emotion:

"I just hope... it’s not a wasted trip."

"I gave up on a hunting event to come back specially for this class."

"This famous rookie mentor from the North campus, if he turns out to be a nobody here in the South, he better acknowledge it early and return."

"That’s unlikely, unlikely."

Yao An was grinning, "Since the campus authorities acknowledged him and approved him to come here, he must possess some skills. Who would embarrass themselves by running errands here~~"

"You never know."

Xuan Yuwu countered:

"All those gossips floating around are so strange."

"Stories of a six-legged cow horse in command, everyone scuttling out of its way..."

"The youngest and most promising mentor in the history of the Canghai Pavilion..."

"Some even said, if one could win Master Han’s favor, even a few casual pointers from him would light up your path..."

"Amid all these bewildering rumors, the real content can only be clarified today."

"Thud—— thud—— thud——"

Heavy footsteps drew closer from afar.

Conversations inside the room instantly stopped, and everyone looked alert.

"Such a robust vitality, I can feel it from a distance..."

Lu Mei muttered, and when she saw a burly man, nearly nine-feet tall, pushing the door open, her surprised expression cleared up.

"It’s Renwo Kuang, the new Rookie King from the North campus!"

"He was defeated by Lord Han, adhering to the bet he kneeled and kowtowed three times, propounding him as his master!"

"The status of a ’Direct Disciple’ means that if you register for a course taught by your corresponding Mentor, you’re almost always a hundred percent selected and don’t need to enter the lottery draw!"

Yao An lowered his voice, yet his shrewd eyes remained focused on Renwo Kuang, never straying.

This D-class ’Strongman’ had been in the Southern Campus for a while now.

His love for a good fight was well-known; at the time of the Rainbow Light Virtual Intro, he had no defeats and managed to win over many older students through sheer combat.

Yesterday, he even defeated an E-class Earth Element Magic Apprentice, even though the opponent’s Contracted Spirit was of Great Completion, but was still defeated by him.

Such astonishing achievements were quickly spread overnight.

No one dared to underestimate this fearsome man any longer. A few who had openly mocked him previously skirted around him after coming out of the infirmary.

"Hmm... "

Renwo Kuang nodded from afar to those who were wary of him.

With that, he found a seat near the podium and sat down.

The standalone teaching hall was very spacious, so there wasn’t an issue of insufficient seating.

Such a building was intended only for one Mentor’s class at a time.

With ample space to accommodate hundreds of students, it could comfortably house dozens of large-bodied Fond Spirits with extra room for them to run around and move about without feeling crowded.

"Squeak..."

Renwo Kuang’s arrival had curtailed idle chatter; continued talking might cause trouble.

But the arrival of another pair drew everyone’s attention, and they viewed them with eyes of astonishment and disbelief.

"Tan... Tan Ziping? How did he end up here too???"

"The other person is Senior Zhuang Wenyao? He’s also a veteran student of the Southern Campus and ranked 29th on the peak combat power list. He’s very close to the Ten Talents’ position, could any time compete for it as a substitute as long as someone graduates or in case of any accidental vacancies..."

Lu Mei and Yao An were rendered speechless.

Xuan Yuwu was also stunned, as she unconsciously adjusted her posture from leaning against the wall, losing some of her languid nonchalance and appearing a bit more restrained.

"Sit, you don’t need to concern yourself with us."

Zhuang Wenyao smiled, "We’re here for the class, not to cause trouble. We’re all on equal footing here, nothing’s different."

"Why are you taking this course, senior students...?"

Lu Mei tucked a messy strand of hair behind her ear, a bright smile lingering on her face as she asked cautiously.

Everyone in the Southern Campus knew that anyone who managed to secure a position among the Ten Talents was not someone to be trifled with.

All of them had reached the zenith of their second stage of cultivation, and any further breakthrough would make them a part of the top three.

Such people valued their time extremely.

They had countless things to do and would never waste their energy on unimportant classes.

Many ordinary third-tier Mentors’ classes held no attraction for them.

Only those of star Mentors, particularly those offering classes suitable for them, would possibly garner their registration.

Today... they’ve come to attend Master Han’s class?

If this news were to leak out, wouldn’t the Southern Campus be shaken?

"We’re quite interested in Master Han’s classes; since no one else is competing for spots, we thought we’d come and listen."

Zhuang Wenyao replied, smiling gently.

The higher one’s ranking on the peak combat power list, the more privileges they enjoy beyond those available to regular students.

In particular, the Ten Talents could enroll in any course they wished to. Unless it were a star Mentor who denied them, there was no need for any random drawing.

"I knew Junior Ren would be here."

Tan Ziping didn’t pay any attention to the other students. As soon as he entered the teaching hall, his gaze locked on the bulky Strongman seating up front.

His address interrupted Lu Mei’s follow-up question, thus silence fell on the now deserted hall, filled only with the panting breaths of the Fond Spirits.

Renwo Kuang glanced at him without a hint of fear and made no move to get up and greet him.

Master Tan Ziping, the ninth among the Ten Talents.

This man, a D-class ’Calligrapher’, was known for his excellent handwriting.

His battles were notoriously unpredictable and hard to defend against.

"Does Senior Tan know me?"

Renwo Kuang looked straight into his opponent’s eyes. As he spoke, his thunderous voice echoed throughout the hall and lingered for a while.