Chapter 41: Soul Skill Instructor Mo Hui

"Dean, are you serious?"

Upon hearing Feng Qingcang's words, Mo Hui's eyes lit up. He transformed into a streak of cyan light and appeared before Feng Qingcang to ask.

It couldn't be helped; if what Feng Qingcang had just said was true, the reward was indeed generous. A monthly salary of 4,000 Gold Soul Coins for teaching only one class a week effectively meant 1,000 Gold Soul Coins per class. One had to realize that even at the extremely wealthy Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, the teachers only earned 3,000 Gold Soul Coins a month.

"Of course I am serious. For every class you teach, the academy will pay you 1,000 Gold Soul Coins. Furthermore, you choose the class time; you only need to notify the academy in advance."

Seeing Mo Hui's reaction, the corner of Feng Qingcang's mouth curled slightly. *Little brat, I knew I could handle you.*

"In that case, I agree," Mo Hui nodded and replied.

Although he didn't want to waste time, the offer was simply too good to refuse. A thousand Gold Soul Coins for a single class—even with only one class a week, excluding student holidays, that amounted to over 40,000 Gold Soul Coins a year.

The two then signed an employment contract. The document specified that Mo Hui was to teach at least one soul skill instruction class per week, and in return, the Kamikaze Academy would pay him 1,000 Gold Soul Coins per session.

After signing the contract, Mo Hui said to Feng Qingcang, "I am heading to the Gale Canyon to cultivate now. Let's schedule the first soul skill instruction class for the afternoon five days from now. Just to be clear, I am only responsible for teaching the 'Air Blade Multi-Combo' and the 'Cutting Wind Wheel'; I will not concern myself with anything else."

"That goes without saying. I will arrange the venue and the students; you just need to show up and teach," Feng Qingcang replied as if it were a matter of course.

Hearing this, Mo Hui nodded, then walked toward the Gale Canyon accompanied by his Pidgeotto.

Upon arriving at the canyon, Mo Hui skillfully produced the Wind-Settling Pearl. Instantly, the violent winds around him transformed into a cool breeze, providing him with a sense of relief.

"This Wind-Settling Pearl really is a marvelous item." Feeling the breeze on his face, Mo Hui couldn't help but marvel inwardly. Previously, without the pearl, he had to endure the harsh conditions head-on. The feeling of being battered by gale-force winds without respite was unpleasant, and most people could not tolerate it, but for the sake of leveling up quickly, Mo Hui had no choice but to endure. Now, with the help of the Wind-Settling Pearl, cultivation in the Gale Canyon was finally no longer so grueling.

Furthermore, although the Wind-Settling Pearl made the conditions more comfortable, the effectiveness of the mimicry cultivation did not diminish. On the contrary, because the winds were refined into pure wind-attribute energy, Mo Hui's cultivation became easier, and his speed even increased slightly.

Soon, Mo Hui reached the deepest part of the canyon's core area. Thanks to the Wind-Settling Pearl, he didn't have to worry about the external environment, allowing him to choose the most efficient spot for cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged, he began his meditation.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Sensing that the time was right, Mo Hui stopped his cultivation and stood up.

"At this rate, I might be able to break through to become a Soul Ancestor before I turn fourteen," he mused to himself, feeling the growth of his soul power.

Once a soul master reaches the Soul Grandmaster level, their mental strength increases significantly, allowing them to gradually withstand the fatigue that comes with cultivating without sleep. While it was unlikely they could reach the extreme cultivation hours Mo Hui maintained, the gap between him and other hardworking geniuses was narrowing. In fact, some top-tier geniuses with superior meditation techniques might even offset his advantage in training time.

Of course, this assumed they were hardworking; if one were like Ning Rongrong before she joined Shrek—lazy and inconsistent—that would be a different story. Fortunately, Mo Hui had the Gale Canyon, whose cultivation bonuses far exceeded those of standard high-level mimicry environments, especially in the core area, which could be compared to the most extreme environments in the world. For a fire-attribute soul master, to achieve the same speed Mo Hui had in the canyon's core, one would practically need to cultivate inside magma. Was that possible? Of course not. Even if someone could cultivate while sitting on the edge of a volcanic crater, Mo Hui would consider them impressive.

***

In the backyard of the Kamikaze Academy, many people had gathered at the training grounds. There were about twenty of them, summoned by Feng Qingcang—mostly teachers, with only a small number of students.

"Do you know why the Dean called us here?" a stout teacher whispered to his colleague.

The teacher beside him shook his head, "I'm not sure. Perhaps the Dean has his reasons. Look, it's not just us teachers; outstanding students like Feng Xiaotian are here too."

As he spoke, he gestured toward Feng Xiaotian and Feng Yunfan standing not far away.

On the other side, Feng Xiaotian asked his companion, "Teacher Yan, why exactly did the Dean call us here? Why are there so many teachers around?"

When the Dean first called him, he thought he was going to receive private, one-on-one training. He hadn't expected to find his good friend Feng Yunfan there, along with other top students and faculty.

"I'm not entirely sure, but it shouldn't be anything bad. Just wait patiently," Feng Yan said, patting Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder with a faint smile. As the only person who knew that Feng Qingcang had gone to Mo Hui to trade for self-created soul skills, Feng Yan had an inkling of what was happening and felt a sense of anticipation.

After a short wait, Feng Qingcang arrived, accompanied by Mo Hui.

"Mo Hui? He's here too?" Seeing Mo Hui behind the Dean, Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashed, his thoughts unknown.

Walking before the crowd, Feng Qingcang smiled and said, "Everyone, I know you are confused and wondering why I've called you here. But before that, I must introduce someone to you."

He glanced at Mo Hui, who stepped forward with understanding.

The crowd's gazes converged on Mo Hui, reflecting a mix of confusion, surprise, curiosity, and even disdain. Yet, they all shared one question: why had Feng Qingcang summoned this child?

Feng Qingcang scanned the crowd and, noticing their reactions, smiled. "I believe many of you have already recognized him. That's right, this is Mo Hui, and he will be your new soul skill mentor. He is going to teach you his self-created soul skills!"