Chapter 7: Reporting to Notting College

First pass breached!

A surge of joy welled up in Ye Feng's heart, but he forcibly suppressed his excitement, knowing that now was not the time to be distracted.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Concentrating all his attention, he guided the wisp of energy that had grown slightly stronger, continuing along the predetermined route towards the second pass.

Another soft sound.

The second pass has been breached!

The third place...

The fourth...

Unstoppable momentum!

As that initial wisp of golden energy broke through barrier after barrier, it seemed to also awaken some power dormant within Ye Feng's body. His innate seventh-level soul power foundation was completely activated at this moment.

Within the dormant body, wisps of golden energy began to emerge spontaneously, merging into the torrent and causing it to grow stronger.

From a strand of hair to a cotton thread, and then to a stream.

The moment the last major pass was breached, Ye Feng felt a violent tremor throughout his body.

The golden energy that had gathered within the body finally completed its first cycle, surging into the dantian and settling down to form a tiny golden vortex.

This is the first wisp of soul power that belongs to me!

Although faint, it was incredibly pure, carrying a majestic and righteous aura of light.

Become!

Although it was only the most basic application, it also meant that he had officially stepped into the threshold of becoming a Soul Master from an ordinary person with only talent!

……

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past month, Ye Feng's life has become increasingly regular.

During the day, she remains the most inconspicuous waitress at the Red Romantic Hotel.

At night, he transforms into the most devout ascetic.

When the night is deep and quiet, I would sit cross-legged on the wooden bed in my dormitory and repeatedly practice meditation to draw in the energy particles between heaven and earth and strengthen my soul power vortex.

His innate seventh-level talent was on full display at this moment.

In just one month, the soul power in his dantian increased from a wisp to nearly level ten.

Early this morning, before dawn, Ye Feng had already packed up all his belongings.

Actually, there's nothing much.

A slightly worn cloth bundle contained a newly bought black brocade outfit, with fine stitches and fairly sturdy fabric.

This outfit, along with the one I'm currently wearing, cost a total of one Silver Soul Coin.

This is the largest expense I've ever made out of all the savings I've accumulated over the past three months, working from dawn till dusk.

The remaining twenty-nine silver soul coins were carefully wrapped with strips of cloth and tucked close to his body.

After packing his bags, Ye Feng went to the kitchen in the hotel's backyard.

Wang Dali was holding a toothpick in his mouth, supervising the cooks as they prepared the ingredients for breakfast.

"Uncle Wang."

Ye Feng stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Wang Dali turned around and saw him carrying a bundle. He wasn't surprised at all; he simply removed the toothpick and smiled.

"You've decided? We're going today?"

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded:

"School starts today, I should go."

"You little brat..."

Wang Dali looked him up and down, then shook his head:

"Going to the academy without any luggage, and sleeping on a bare bed at night?"

Ye Feng scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly:

"It's okay, we'll make do for tonight and go to town to buy more tomorrow."

Wang Dali rolled his eyes at him, turned around and went into the storage room next door. After a short while, he came out carrying a neatly folded quilt and stuffed it directly into Ye Feng's arms.

"Here, take this! These are extra blankets from the shop. Take them; consider it... Uncle Wang's way of supporting you."

The bedding was thick and had a scent of sunshine and soap.

Ye Feng, clutching the blanket, was momentarily at a loss.

Although Wang Dali didn't say it, he remembered all the care Wang Dali had given him over the past three months.

Teach him to read and give him relatively easy tasks.

This kindness is immense.

"Uncle Wang...I..."

"Alright, alright, you're a grown man, stop being so fussy."

Wang Dali waved his hand impatiently, but couldn't help but add:

"Go to the academy and cultivate diligently, don't waste your talent."

"If things don't go well for you in the future, or if you get bullied, come back anytime. Uncle Wang needs a waiter."

"Um!"

Ye Feng nodded emphatically:

"Uncle Wang, then I'll thank you in advance."

"It's okay, you can come back and visit anytime you're bored."

"Yes, Uncle Wang!"

Ye Feng bowed deeply again, then hugged the bedding in his arms tightly and turned to walk out of the hotel.

After passing through the streets that were still a bit chilly in the early morning, the gate of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, which was not grand but still quite imposing, soon came into view.

At the entrance, two security guards in college uniforms stood idly on duty.

Seeing Ye Feng, a boy carrying a bundle and a quilt, walking over, one of them instinctively wanted to shoo him away.

Ye Feng didn't say much, but directly took out the Martial Soul Certificate from his pocket and handed it over.

"Hello, I'm a new student here to register."

A security guard reluctantly took the certificate, glanced at it casually, and froze the next second.

"Martial Soul... Light and Shadow... Innate Soul Power... Level Seven?!"

He rubbed his eyes, looked closer, and after confirming that he wasn't seeing things, he stared up at Ye Feng as if he were looking at some monster.

Another security guard also curiously came over, and when he saw the words on the certificate, he also gasped.

"You...you're the genius Soul Master who awakened in Notting City three months ago?!"

One of the gatekeepers asked in shock, his words filled with disbelief.

A genius with innate level seven soul power!

This matter is no secret in Notting City, especially in high society and in the field of Soul Masters, where it is almost common knowledge.

As the college's gatekeeper, I've naturally heard it countless times.

I never expected that the legendary genius would be this simply dressed boy who was even carrying an old quilt.

"Hehe, I don't think so."

Ye Feng smiled modestly:

There are plenty of geniuses out there, I'm not even close to being one of them.

That's true.

A level seven innate talent is perhaps a once-in-a-century occurrence in a small place like Notting City.

Looking at the entire continent, he could only be considered a minor genius, barely passable.

The gatekeeper's attitude instantly changed 180 degrees. He respectfully returned the certificate to Ye Feng and made way for him.

"Please come in. The registration area is on the first floor of the tallest teaching building in front."

Ye Feng thanked him and walked into the academy gate with the blanket in his arms.

However, as soon as they stepped into the academy, a familiar yet unpleasant figure appeared in front of them.

Yu Xiaogang.

He stood in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, looking aloof, as if he was waiting for him.

"Ye Feng, right?"

Yu Xiaogang spoke slowly, with an air of complete control.

"I knew you would come to the academy to study."