Xue Qinghe is Numb

"Qinghe, you've come at just the right time."

Zhongli put down his teacup, a barely perceptible smile on his face as he spoke softly.

Hearing this, the three people instinctively looked at Zhongli, somewhat puzzled.

Why was it the right time?

Did Zhongli have something to say?

Indeed, he did.

Zhongli really had something to discuss with "Xue Qinghe". If she hadn't come, he would have visited her after the meal.

As a guest official of the Crown Prince's palace, it made perfect sense for him to go there.

Of course, he didn't necessarily have to find "Xue Qinghe"; he could also go to Ning Fengzhi. This matter was, for them, just a matter of a few words.

"Guest official, is there something you need?"

"Xue Qinghe" asked instinctively, then, as if thinking of something, glanced at Zhongli.

Could it be that he forgot to bring money again?

But no, this was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's hotel. If he wanted to charge it, the bill could just be sent to Ning Fengzhi, right?

"Yes."

Zhongli nodded. Without waiting for "Xue Qinghe" to say something sentimental, he continued, "Chiyu has never been to academy and lacks a teacher's guidance. Her knowledge in the field of soul masters is quite limited."

"Oh dear, Zhongli, how long will you take to explain this? Let me do it!"

Knowing what the issue was, Paimon directly took over and continued, "Qinghe, here's the thing. Zhongli wants you to help send Chiyu to Academy."

"Xue Qinghe": "..."

Zhongli: "..."

So blunt, you might lose friends that way.

Shouldn't it be said more politely?

Hearing this, "Xue Qinghe" was stunned for a moment but quickly understood.

For her, this was just a minor issue.

Although Chiyu had missed nearly ten years, she was an innate eighth-level soul master. With some effort in the future, becoming a Soul Sage shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, "Xue Qinghe" nodded calmly and said, "No problem, it's a small matter."

Suddenly, "Xue Qinghe" seemed to think of something and turned to ask Chiyu, "Chiyu, what level are you now?"

Having just acquired a soul ring, Chiyu must have broken through level ten. She should be around level seventeen or eighteen, or perhaps just over twenty, right?

Knowing Chiyu's soul power level would help in making better arrangements.

After all, Heaven Dou Imperial Academy was divided into several levels.

Lower Heaven Dou , Middle Heaven Dou, and Upper Heaven Dou!

Both teachers and students were categorized this way.

Students needed to become soul masters to be classified as Lower Heaven Dou level students.

Becoming a Great Grand Master made one a Middle Heaven Dou level student.

Becoming a Soul Elder meant being a Upper Heaven Dou level student.

Lower Heaven Dou level teachers needed a soul power level of at least forty.

Middle Heaven Dou level teachers needed to be above level fifty.

Upper Heaven Dou level teachers needed to be at least level sixty, which meant being at the Soul Emperor level.

Hearing this, Chiyu instinctively replied, "Forty-eight."

"Oh, eighteen levels, then I'll arrange for you to be in the Lower Heaven Dou level..."

At this point, "Xue Qinghe" was stunned, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes. She instinctively turned to look at Chiyu.

Something seemed off earlier. What level did Chiyu say she was?

"What level did you say you were?"

"Xue Qinghe" asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Forty-eight..."

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly as "Xue Qinghe" stared in shock.

How could she have reached level forty-eight?

Born with an innate level of eight, at fifteen and a half years old, even with the best cultivation resources, the best simulated training environment, and the best teachers, she couldn't possibly reach level forty-eight!

It's important to note that at fifteen, she herself was only around level forty-seven or forty-eight.

But she was different from Chiyu; she had an innate level of twenty!

"Xue Qinghe" was utterly bewildered, genuinely confused.

"Qinghe, is there a problem?"

Paimon scratched her head, puzzled, and said, "Little Chiyu became a quasi-Great Soul Master after absorbing her first soul ring."

"After absorbing her second soul ring, she became a quasi-Soul Elder."

"After absorbing..."

"Little Shiyu is indeed level forty-eight now."

Hearing this, "Xue Qinghe" twitched, finding it hard to believe their words. It was simply too incredible.

She just couldn't believe it!

Given Chiyu's past life, how could her soul power level increase so quickly?

"Chiyu, can you show us your martial soul and soul rings?"

"Xue Qinghe" tried to keep calm, speaking softly.

Though appearing calm, her mind was in turmoil.

Just displaying her martial soul and soul rings wouldn't cause any damage to the surroundings.

After a brief thought, Chiyu nodded, stood up, and moved to a slightly more spacious area of the private room.

"Martial Soul, Possession!"

In an instant, Chiyu's aura changed, and a powerful energy fluctuation emerged.

Purple, purple, black, and black—four soul rings rose swiftly from beneath Chiyu's feet, yet her appearance and outward look didn't change much.

Given that her martial soul was a mutated "body martial soul," her form after possession was already evident in her natural state.

During martial soul possession, there wouldn't be significant changes.

"Xue Qinghe" stood dumbfounded, her lips slightly parted, unable to speak.

Two purples and two blacks?

Good heavens, truly remarkable!

The first soul ring being a thousand years, and the third being ten thousand years, right?

It might be plausible if Chiyu had twin martial souls to get such rings, but she didn't!

How on earth did she achieve this?

A ten-thousand-year soul ring would involve a spiritual impact, almost unbearable unless one was at least at the quasi-Soul King level.

This wasn't "Xue Qinghe's" speculation but the result of countless experiments by predecessor soul masters!

Judging by the hue of Chiyu's first soul ring, it seemed to be a bit over three thousand years old.

When she absorbed her first soul ring, Chiyu's physical strength was already between that of a Soul Elder and a Soul Ancestor?

Could her seemingly frail body possess such strength?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Xue Qinghe" found herself in a mental storm, instinctively looking at Zhongli, who was calmly sipping his tea, causing her eye to twitch.

It must be Zhongli. Otherwise, Chiyu couldn't possibly have absorbed such soul rings!

A ten-thousand-year third soul ring?

Under normal circumstances, it's unimaginable!

As for having seen it, "Xue Qinghe" had seen a ten-thousand-year first soul ring and knew how it was obtained.

Knowing this made her even more astonished and bewildered!

"Chiyu, retract your martial soul. I know how to arrange this..."

"Xue Qinghe" said weakly, genuinely feeling overwhelmed.

But thinking it was Zhongli's doing made it seem reasonable.

"Qinghe, why do you look a bit down?"

After Chiyu retracted her martial soul and returned to her seat, Paimon asked from beside her.

Xue Qinghe's mood was written all over her face, evident even to Paimon.