Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Chapter 1149 Welcome to the Principal's Office

The old man and the middle-aged man stood frozen outside the window, their faces beneath their hoods showing only extreme shock and bewilderment, as if they were witnessing a terrifying scene that defied all comprehension.

This...this...

This is too unscientific!

These three were originally only at the Saint Realm, or even just at the Heavenly Revelation Realm!

In just over ten minutes, he jumped directly to the Soul Emperor Realm!

Could Lan Mi have used some kind of ancient, forbidden, evil magic?

Inside the room, Lan Mi smiled radiantly as she looked at her three personal disciples who had just awakened and were still surrounded by a surge of newborn soul power: "Oh my, they truly are my students. They have all broken through, and none of them have let me down."

An Lingyue raised her hands in a daze, her palms seemingly burning with invisible flames. The vast power that filled her entire body, almost bursting out of her, made her feel a sense of unfamiliarity and disbelief: "I... have entered the Soul Emperor Realm?"

"Hmm." Lan Mi smiled slightly: "Your souls have merged perfectly. It seems that your soul clones have not slacked off in their cultivation in the other world during these past hundred years."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jiannan closed his eyes, his cool face showing a focused expression.

In my mind, a vast tide of memories surged forth—the exquisite insights into swordsmanship, the arduous process of honing my skills, the sudden enlightenment upon breaking through my bottleneck...

At this moment, it is merging and settling with her original body's memories in a very clear and subtle way.

"Wow! I actually broke through to the Soul Emperor Realm!" Ao Xin said happily, "I didn't expect my soul clone to cultivate so quickly in this other world. I don't think I could make such progress even if I cultivated for a hundred years in the real world."

At this point, Ao Xin playfully stuck out her tongue and said, "I thought my soul clone in another world would be just like me, always enjoying slacking off while cultivating..."

"Because that other world is a virtual world that I created," Lan Mi explained. "So what you experienced there was the optimal cultivation plan that was matched to you by default, and it was also the cultivation plan that best suited your temperament and what you liked the most. Since you were doing what you liked the most, you naturally wouldn't slack off."

"So that's how it is..." Mu Jiannan opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, filled with anticipation for the future. "Teacher, once the memories are fully integrated, does that mean we can continue our cultivation in reality by following the experience trajectory of the other world?"

“Of course,” Lan Mi said.

"Really? That's wonderful!" Ao Xin exclaimed excitedly, "There's actually a cultivation plan that allows me to cultivate quickly and that I really like? Let me see what it is..."

She closed her eyes and sank into the ocean of her consciousness, trying to see what kind of joyful cultivation her divine soul clone had experienced in the other world.

Soon, a vivid image, accompanied by sound, flooded into her mind...

"Junior brother, junior brother!"

"Junior Brother Ye Ge!"

"Come help me cultivate!"

"Your senior sister is already being affectionate with you~ Come on~! You're not allowed to run away tonight~!"

"!!!"

Ao Xin suddenly opened her eyes, her small mouth slightly open, her face full of blank and dazed expression.

Her fair cheeks turned bright red in an instant, like ripe apples, and even her delicate earlobes were tinged with crimson.

"Ao Xin, what's wrong?" Mu Jiannan looked at her curiously.

"No, it's nothing..." Ao Xin came back to her senses, her eyes darting around, and she subconsciously smoothed the hair at her temples, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

strangeness......

A shard of my soul that I separated a hundred years ago.

I didn't know Junior Brother Xiaoye back then, right?

Why is the image in the soul clone showing him?

Lan Mi looked at Ao Xin and smiled slightly.

"You should carefully study and understand the experiences and insights of your divine soul clones in the other world after you return."

"do you know?"

Lan Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression quite meaningful.

Mu Jiannan, An Lingyue, and Ao Xin, whose cheeks were still flushed, all nodded in agreement: "Yes, students understand..."

Lan Mi smiled, then turned her head and glanced out the window.

......

outside the house.

"It seems I was right after all!"

The old man clenched his fists, his expression serious: "This Lan Mi is definitely suspicious!"

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man turned to look at him: "Should we take her back now and bring her to the adults?"

"..."

The old man hesitated.

"It's best not to act rashly... The opponent can create Soul Emperor level experts at will, so their strength must be more unfathomable than we imagine."

"Let's go back and report to the lord first!"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes!"

The two reached a consensus, and with a slight movement, they intended to silently blend into the night and escape.

However, at this very moment—

"Hey... you've been spying on me for so long, and you just want to leave like this?" Lan Mi's soft voice suddenly rang in their ears, as if it were right next to them: "Why don't you come in and sit down?"

The elderly man and the middle-aged man: "!!"

They actually found out!?

Before the two could even react, an irresistible and extremely profound spatial force instantly enveloped them!

The two felt the scene before them suddenly distort and spin, as if they had been thrown into an invisible vortex—

In the blink of an eye, when the old man and the middle-aged man came to their senses, they had inexplicably appeared in the principal's office from outside!

Even they themselves don't know how they got in!

Mu Jiannan, An Lingyue, and Ao Xin were all startled.

Where did these two people come from?

Lan Mi remained seated behind her large desk, her posture elegant and composed. She rested her chin on one hand, while the fingertips of her other hand lightly tapped the smooth surface of the desk. Her eyes, which seemed to hold the starry sky, held a faint smile as she observed the black-robed duo—the middle-aged man and the old man—with great interest.

"Hello," Lan Mi said. "Welcome to the Principal's Office of the War Academy."