The next morning.
Xiao Lin, with dark circles under his eyes, washed up and had breakfast with Tang San and the others before heading to the classroom to study.
This time, Xiao Lin just wanted to learn about the real Douluo Continent from the teacher's mouth.
After all, it's better to trust nothing than blindly believe in books.
Sometimes, the content in books is too vague, and it still requires professional teachers to explain things clearly.
If, in the end, the content taught by the teacher is worse than what Xiao Lin himself learned from books, then he might even skip classes.
Though, even if he skipped classes, fought with classmates, and even fought with Yu Xiaogang, he would still be considered a good student, a good child in the eyes of the dean and Old Jack (with a crooked smile).
Arriving at the classroom, Xiao Lin looked around, finally choosing a seat in the last row, near the back door.
This location was convenient for him to skip class.
Meanwhile, Tang San and the mischievous rabbit Xiao Wu sat together in the center of the classroom.
Their relationship could be traced back to last night's blanket incident.
Perhaps due to the will of the Great Universe, Tang San and Xiao Wu ended up together.
If Xiao Lin didn't intervene, they would have continued developing according to the original timeline.
However, it didn't matter to Xiao Lin. He wasn't interested in the soul ring or soul bone of the Soft Bone Rabbit.
With only eight soul ring slots left, after accounting for the seventh soul ring's Martial Soul True Body, Xiao Lin only had seven available slots.
He had no time to absorb a Soft Bone Rabbit's soul ring.
As for the soul bone, the Soft Bone Rabbit's soul bone was nothing compared to an external soul bone.
Moreover, the education Xiao Lin had received made it hard for him to think of killing Xiao Wu, who had already transformed into a human form.
A transformed soul beast—was it human, soul beast, or half-human and half-soul beast?
Then what about Tang San? Was he human or half-human, half-soul beast?
Xiao Lin didn't want to waste energy on these internal conflicts. He lowered his head and continued reading the book he borrowed yesterday, waiting for the teacher to arrive.
The book he borrowed yesterday was very interesting, covering many aspects of the Douluo Continent.
For example, the Soul Hunting Forest. In addition to the one created by the Spirit Hall, both the two major empires had their own soul beast forests.
Other principalities in the Heaven Dou Empire had them as well.
Besides that, Xiao Lin was very interested in a particular soul beast mentioned in the book.
It was a biography of a Soul King who traveled around the continent in search of breakthroughs.
In the book, the Soul King mentioned a place called the Thunderclap Canyon, or also known as the Thunderstorm Canyon.
In that place, there was a powerful plant-type soul beast called the Thunderclap Hellvine, which attracted lightning.
This place was unfamiliar to Xiao Lin, and he had never heard of this soul beast before. It was one of the reasons he came to class today.
Perhaps this was a territory Xiao Lin hadn't read about in the Douluo Continent.
The Thunderclap Canyon, or Thunderstorm Canyon, was just as Xiao Lin had imagined.
The place was filled with constant lightning strikes 24/7, and its location was near the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan's sect.
This place's location and climatic conditions were terrifying, completely mismatching Xiao Lin's scientific understanding of geography.
As Xiao Lin understood, the conditions for lightning to appear involved humid, warm air rising into the sky, cooling, and then colliding with other water vapor, creating electrical charges, and forming thunderclouds and lightning.
But the Thunderstorm Canyon had no such conditions for producing warm air.
It simply had lightning, continuously, year after year, unceasing lightning.
This environment was different from volcanic environments. Volcanos are formed by the heat inside the earth's core, magma, etc.
But the Thunderstorm Canyon seemed to resemble the Ice and Fire Island from Xiao Lin's previous life, a permanent environmental change created by two naval admirals.
Thus, Xiao Lin guessed that the Thunderstorm Canyon might have been caused by a similar reason.
Referring to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, although it wasn't as large as the Thunderstorm Canyon, it had an extremely high energy quality.
It created a unique "pairing pot," allowing many spiritual herbs to grow, which in the future would evolve into 100,000-year-old soul beasts.
It seemed that the Ice Attribute spiritual herb that Huo Yuhao used had a cultivation age of 200,000 years, a terrifying power similar to the Thunderstorm Canyon.
The power in the Thunderstorm Canyon was more dispersed, but the lightning had been continuous for a long time.
According to the book, the Thunderstorm Canyon had always had lightning since the history of the Douluo Continent, with the story in the book being around 250 years old.
Could the lightning in the Thunderstorm Canyon have been striking for over 2,000 years (currently the year 2637 in Douluo)?
Or perhaps even longer?
In that case, could there be a Thunder Dragon King beneath the Thunderstorm Canyon?
Or was it a place of inheritance for the Thunder God?
No matter what, Xiao Lin would eventually visit the Thunderstorm Canyon.
Not for anything else, but for the speed of lightning attribute soul beasts.
His Dragon Whip Soul Ring needed to balance both speed and strength. Strength was not too difficult, but speed-type soul beasts were something he rarely encountered.
As Xiao Lin's thoughts began to wander, a young man under thirty entered the classroom.
Having experienced student life, Xiao Lin immediately put his book into the drawer, acting as if nothing had happened.
Even though he hadn't been a student for years, the instinct to sense the teacher was still there.
The young man walked straight to the podium, placed his textbook on the desk, squinted his eyes as he looked around, and when he saw that the number of students was complete and everyone was quiet, he wrote his name on the blackboard—Lin Quan.
"I'm your homeroom teacher, Lin Quan. A 25th-level Soul Master. My martial soul is a writing brush. You will be my students for the next six years. Let's start with introductions. The student in the first row against the wall, please go ahead."
"Hello, everyone. I'm Jin Lai. My martial soul is a rolling pin, from the Jin Lai Noodle Restaurant in Notting City…"
"Hello, I'm…"
Soon, it was Xiao Lin's turn.
"I'm Xiao Lin."
Xiao Lin wasn't interested in interacting much with these classmates, so he simply mentioned his name and sat down, secretly reading his book again.
...
"I'm Xiao Wu. My martial soul is a Soft Bone Rabbit. You can call me Sister Xiao Wu. I'll look after all of you."
"I'm Tang San."
Like Xiao Lin, Tang San wasn't interested in his classmates, so he didn't even mention his martial soul.
...
Soon, after all the classmates finished introducing themselves, Lin Quan used his martial soul to record the names of all the students.
"Alright, now that everyone knows each other, let me explain our course. We'll have classes every morning, and in the afternoon, you can either rest or train, it's up to you. We have five days of classes per week, weekends off, and two semesters per year."
"Today, our course is Meditation."
Lin Quan wrote the word "Meditation" on the blackboard with his martial soul, and Xiao Lin immediately felt a sense of calm, as if his thoughts were cleared.
Impressive, no wonder Lin Quan could be a teacher.
At this age, six-year-olds are the most energetic, and with a teacher like this, their class would surely progress faster than others.
Finally, Xiao Lin wasn't in the worst class anymore.
But soon, Xiao Lin returned to secretly reading his new book.
Meditation was a course not worth wasting time on.