Chapter 14 Soul Tools are Just Tools

Two days later, early morning, Shrek Square.

All the new students gathered here, looking at Du Weiren with great anticipation.

The appearance of evil spirit masters in the academy made Du Weiren's expression unpleasant, but when facing the new students, he still managed to force a smile.

"As everyone knows, the results of Ji Tongxuan's team in the freshman assessment were cancelled due to special circumstances. The recalculated results will be announced later. In addition, according to past practice, students who perform well in the freshman assessment will be selected as the academy's core disciples."

"Of course, in addition to these students, some students who are still lacking will temporarily enjoy the treatment of core disciples and will be promoted depending on the situation in subsequent exams."

"Next are the rewards for the top three teams. The top three students in the freshman assessment will all be selected as core disciples. Each of them can request the academy to grant them a soul ring with the academy's assistance during their time at the academy."

"Finally, there's the list of core disciples and their specific class assignments..."

As the champion of the freshman assessment, Wang Nan unsurprisingly became a core disciple. His class was naturally Class 1 of the first year, which mainly consisted of offensive and control-oriented students. The class teacher was none other than Sun He, an old acquaintance of Wang Nan.

After the class assignments were completed, Du Weilun kept Wang Nan behind alone.

"We're keeping you here because of Ji Tongxuan during the freshman assessment," Du Weilun said after the freshmen had walked away. "Due to the academy's negligence, the referee didn't stop the match immediately, which led to you being attacked by an evil spirit master. So, the academy has decided to give you compensation."

"By the way, your soul power is level 28, right?" Although that's what it says on the registration form, Wang Nan's performance in the elimination rounds made Du Weilun a little unsure.

"Yes, Director Du."

"That's good. Your next spirit ring will be obtained by the academy. Of course, this spirit ring will try to meet your own wishes. If there really isn't a suitable target, the academy will also make reasonable suggestions based on your own situation. What do you think?"

Wang Nan knew that this spirit ring was a way of ensuring he wouldn't pursue the academy's responsibility any further. Compared to their brief encounter on the final stage that day, this compensation was more than enough, so he nodded in agreement.

Perhaps because Wang Nan's victory was too predictable and lacked any particularly outstanding performance, Du Weilun only mentioned compensation and didn't prepare any extra rewards like soul bones for him. Wang Nan was quite disappointed about this, after all, he had never seen a soul bone in person.

……

When Wang Nan returned to his dormitory, he saw Gongyang Mo playing with a piece of red paper with gold foil stamping in his hand.

"What is this?"

"An invitation to the treasure viewing event."

"Oh," Wang Nan replied, then noticed another one on his desk. "Is there one for me too?"

"The person who sent the invitation said that they prepare a special event for core disciples after the annual freshman assessment, and of course you'll be included." Gongyang Mo stopped what he was doing, blinked his handsome eyes, and said, "Are you going? These merchants can get invitations to the academy; maybe they really have something good?"

"There will definitely be something good, maybe even something tailor-made for us."

"Huh? How did you know?"

"The list of core disciples was announced this morning, and the invitations were delivered to us before noon." Wang Nan said, opening the invitation and glancing at it. "Look, even the names were written in advance, so how could they not prepare something suitable for us?"

Upon hearing Wang Nan's words, Gongyang Mo quickly realized what was going on. Given Shrek Academy's strength, with the three great empires vying to win it over, it was impossible for anyone to plant spies within the academy. The Treasure Pavilion, which hosted the Treasure Appreciation Event, might very well be one of Shrek's own properties.

"So you're not planning to go?"

"How did you get the idea that I'm not planning to go? Since there's something suitable for us, we should definitely go and take a look."

Wang Nan was just as fast as Jubao Pavilion was at sending out invitations; he had only planned to go at noon, and by evening he was already at the entrance of Jubao Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion is over twenty meters tall and has a magnificent golden exterior. Inside, there are many shops selling various items related to Soul Masters and Soul Instructors, which is somewhat reminiscent of the shopping plazas in Wang Nan's memory.

It was the time for the treasure appreciation event, and four girls in long dresses stood on each side of the entrance. As soon as Wang Nan and Gongyang Mo arrived, one of them came out to greet them.

"Are you two Soul Masters here for the Treasure Appreciation Event?" The young woman stopped beside them, bowed slightly, and asked, "Do you have invitations?"

"Please follow me." After confirming that everything was correct, the girl led Wang Nan and the other person into the Treasure Pavilion.

Well, Wang Nan had to admit that he was also a common man. After seeing the vast expanse of golden decorations inside the Treasure Pavilion, he couldn't help but take a few more glances. He could never get tired of looking at something so glittering.

"Distinguished guests, the treasure viewing event will be held on the second floor. You are welcome to browse at your leisure. If you find any items that interest you, please register to purchase them on the west side. If you wish to pay on credit, you can also have them appraised there. The appraisal result will determine the discount and credit limit you can enjoy."

After saying this, the girl bowed again, then took a step back and stood to the side.

Of all the booths on the second floor, the most eye-catching was a soul bone in the very center. This soul bone appeared to be an arm bone, entirely golden-red, with five slender finger bones pointing upwards, each fingertip emitting a faint golden-red glow.

It is currently floating in the display case, quietly waiting for its destined person to arrive.

Wang Nan only glanced at it a few times, satisfied his curiosity, and then paid no more attention. This thing was just for show; at 9.5 million gold soul coins, even the emperor would have to think long and hard.

In comparison, the flying soul tool on the other side was more worthy of his consideration.

"A soul tool?" Gongyang Mo's voice was somewhat surprised.

"What happened to the soul tool?"

Gongyang Mo hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I don't know if anyone has told you that for us Soul Masters, the Soul Power that we cultivate ourselves is the most reliable and trustworthy. Soul Tools are, after all, external objects and we can't rely on them too much."

Wang Nan turned his gaze to Gongyang Mo and began to re-examine his roommate.

He had always known that students in the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy were very resistant to Soul Tools, but this was the first time he had such a direct experience of it.

Unlike the people of this world, Wang Nan has memories of another world. In his eyes, there is no either/or relationship between Soul Masters and Soul Tools. Soul Tools are just tools, like the swords, spears, and shields in the hands of warriors or the hammers and axes in the hands of workers.

(End of this chapter)

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