Douluo: Opening Awakening Master Ball

Chapter 106: Cangqiong Soul Master Academy ([-])

"Is this... really the Cangqiong Soul Master Academy?"

Looking at the empty and desolate old building in front of her, Xiao Wu couldn't help but hold on to Ning Yuan's arm.

Hearing this, Mo Ling had a somewhat embarrassed smile on her face.

"It can be seen from here that the college is indeed in a state of disrepair. In recent years, fewer and fewer students have signed up. The college has already been unable to make ends meet. It can still survive only through the vice president's own pocket."

She said as she reached out and pushed open the iron door outside the academy.

There was not even a janitor on the huge campus. The autumn wind was howling, and only the fallen leaves were swirling on the ground.

"Besides you, how many students are left in the academy now?"

Ning Yuan asked.

Mo Ling was walking ahead to lead the way. When she heard this question, her steps suddenly stopped.

She stopped and looked back at Ning Yuan, hesitant to tell the truth.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're the only one left..."

Ning Yuan's head was covered with black lines.

If Mo Ling is the only girl left in the academy, then there is really no need to exist anymore. Let’s destroy it. I’m tired.

"no no."

Mo Ling quickly shook her head and counted them one by one on her fingers.

"..."

Ning Yuan became silent as he listened.

Because this little girl really counted each student's name one by one, like the name of a dish.

This number method...

The number of people in the entire academy can probably be counted one by one.

Ning Yuan couldn't help stroking his forehead. Sure enough, Mo Ling stopped when he told the last person's name and looked at Ning Yuan and blinked his eyes.

"There are six people in total. There were originally eighteen more, but those seniors just graduated last month."

"alright."

Ning Yuan has already recognized the reality. Cangqiong Soul Master Academy is in such a miserable state right now, with only six students.

Although in comparison, it is almost the same as the current Shrek, but Shrek at least has several soul saint level teachers, as well as three outstanding students, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun.

So, what does Cangqiong Soul Master Academy have?

"What's the current strength of the others?" Ning Yuan asked.

"Forehead."

Mo Ling probably didn't expect to be asked this question. She was slightly startled and then fell into thinking.

Seeing the little girl's behavior, Ning Yuan's heart was already half cold.

"Well...most of them are still soul masters, and their soul power is below level [-]."

"Hey."

Although Ning Yuan was not much surprised by this result, he still couldn't help but sigh.

I also knew that the people who would end up in a college that was about to close down like this were probably guys with poor talent.

Forget it, if you don't wait until you see the vice-dean and ask him the truth about that year, just run away...

Ning Yuan thought about this, and he always felt that there was no future in Cangqiong Academy.

While he was thinking wildly, Mo Ling had already led the three of them to a dilapidated teaching building.

A group of four people climbed up to the third floor and stopped in front of a door with a sign indicating the Vice-President's Office.

Mo Ling lowered her head and glanced at the crack of the door. Seeing a glimmer of light coming from inside, she said to Ning Yuan:

"The vice-dean is still inside, I'll knock on the door first."

Ning Yuan nodded.

Mo Ling stretched out her hand and knocked twice on the old wooden door, making a knocking sound.

"Teacher, I'm back." She said.

"It's Mo Ling, is something wrong?"

An old voice came from behind the door, sounding a little depressed.

"I met some friends in the city today. They wanted to enroll in our Cangqiong Academy, but they heard that the academy no longer accepts students, so they wanted to meet you."

"Sign up?"

There was a clear ups and downs in the voice of the deputy dean behind the door, and he seemed very surprised by this.

"come in."

After receiving permission, Mo Ling opened the door of the deputy dean's room with a click and walked in with Ning Yuan and others.

The space inside the vice-dean's room is not large, and the paint on the walls can be seen peeling off everywhere, and the furnishings only include two bookcases and a set of office desks and chairs.

A white-haired old man was sitting behind the table with his back bent.

Seeing Mo Ling come in, a smile appeared on his dry bark-like face.

The old man's eyes slowly swept over Ning Yuan, then briefly looked at Xiao Wu and Meng Yiran, and finally looked at Mo Ling.

"Ling'er, why don't you introduce these new friends of yours to the teacher?"

Mo Ling didn't think much, she gestured to Ning Yuan with her hand, and opened her mouth to introduce him.

"Who is this……"

Suddenly, she froze.

The little girl then remembered that after chasing away those bastards from Barak, they seemed to have not introduced themselves to each other.

"Let me do it."

Ning Yuan then took a step forward and stood in front of the old man with Xiao Wu and Meng Yiran.

At this time, the old man saw Ning Yuan's face clearly, and his face was slightly absent-minded for a moment.

However, he couldn't remember where that familiar feeling came from.

Ning Yuan raised his hand, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower suddenly appeared in his palm. He was surrounded by three yellow and one purple soul rings.

"Ning Yuan, level 39 auxiliary weapon soul master, martial soul - Nine Treasures Glazed Tower."

Only then did Mo Ling know Ning Yuan's true strength. Before she could be surprised, she saw Xiao Wu and Meng Yiran also light up one after another.

"Xiao Wu, a level 35 agility-attack war soul master, a martial soul soft-bone charm rabbit."

"Meng Yiran, level 28 long-range attack weapon soul master, martial soul snake staff."

She was completely stunned, covering her mouth and unable to speak for a long time.

Like Mo Ling, being able to break through to a great soul master before the age of 12 is already a good talent.

But the people in front of her were obviously younger than her, but their soul power was so much higher.

Especially Ning Yuan, his level 39 soul power is even more terrifying.

Although the old man was also surprised, he was more attracted by the pagoda.

He stared at the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda in Ning Yuan's hand.

"This is... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

The old man's voice trembled slightly and he stood up full of energy.

He walked around the table, came to Ning Yuan in a hurry, looked at Ning Yuan at close range, and then said with some disbelief:

"I'm not dim-sighted, am I? You... who are you Ning Xiang? Why do you look so similar to her and also possess the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit?"

Ning Yuan was not surprised when he heard the other party mention his mother's name.

After all, given the age of the vice-president, he must have been working at Cangqiong College for many years, otherwise how could he maintain the existence of the college at his own expense?

"Ningxiang is my mother."

Ning Yuan replied.

The old man opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word as if it was stuck in his throat. At the same time, a trace of sadness appeared on his face, which lingered for a long time.

"Is your mother okay?"

Ning Yuan was silent for a moment.

"My mother has passed away and is now buried in Holy Soul Village."

The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, as if he couldn't bear the bad news, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

He put a hand on his chest and gasped for air. Mo Ling hurriedly stepped forward and helped him sit down.

After a while, the old man calmed down and leaned on the back of the chair with drooped eyelids.

(End of this chapter)