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

Soon, Ye Shengxiong's evaluation results came out.

"Pass...pass?!"

Ye Shengxiong was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe his eyes.

The last line of the paper report in my hand reads: "Potential Assessment: Pass."

This line of text means that he can only enter the lowest-ranking class in the inner gate of the academy!

Ye Shengxiong remained silent for a long time, suppressing the burning passion within him, before raising his head and forcing a smile: "Principal Lan, is this... perhaps a mistake?"

Lan Mi rested her right hand on her cheek, casually twirling a ballpoint pen between her fingers. Her beautiful, wave-like blue eyes glanced over: "You doubt my ability to calculate potential?"

"Of course not."

"Any further questions?"

"there is none left......"

"That's fine then. Let's go. Just come to the college to register on the date listed above."

"Yes......"

"..."

Ye Shengxiong walked out of the academy gate, his face so gloomy it looked like he wanted to devour someone.

His entourage remained silent; none of them dared to speak.

Walking to a secluded spot, Ye Shengxiong angrily crumpled the report in his hand into pieces and then stomped on it.

How could there only be a "passing" grade?!

He is one of only two humans in the entire Southern Territory who possess the learning talent of an S-level cultivator!

'It seems it's still because of my demonized mutant bloodline...'

Ye Shengxiong thought to himself, "This must be the only possibility."

Otherwise, with his S-level cultivation talent, he wouldn't have only received a "passing" rating!

Duke Wang En's promise was merely to allow him entry into the academy's inner gate, but he made no promise regarding which assessment he would receive or which class he would be placed in...

Ye Shengxiong gritted his teeth, convinced that this must have been arranged by Duke Wang En.

That despicable old fox!

"Principal, did Duke Wang En specifically instruct that Ye Shengxiong not to be placed in a class that is too good?"

Inside the office, the elderly man with the receding hairline asked in confusion.

Lan Mi's fair fingers were still twirling the ballpoint pen as she lazily said, "Of course not, his talent was only at the level of passing the inner sect."

"what?"

The old man with the Mediterranean features a surprised expression on his wrinkled face.

Logically speaking, Ye Shengxiong's cultivation learning ability has reached 60 points, which is S-level and should be extremely rare.

Although not as good as Xiao Yuxi, the Holy Maiden of Yue Ning Palace, with her SS-level talent.

But surely it shouldn't come to this?

"You think that professional learning ability is everything?"

Lan Mi said lazily and boredly, "His bloodline talent is really too ordinary. I have seen many cultivators who cultivate and level up by absorbing the energy of furnaces. The primordial yin energy in Ye Shengxiong's body is so turbid. Obviously, he has absorbed countless furnaces without knowing how many he has absorbed. As a result, he is still only at the first level of the Earth Realm with this kind of cultivation method. It can hardly be called fast."

"Moreover, I sensed that his mental strength was also significantly damaged, which will have a great impact on his future cultivation."

"If his mental strength hadn't been damaged, he might have been rated 'excellent' because of his demonized mutant bloodline, but now, a 'pass' would be quite good."

The elderly man from the Mediterranean suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Your mental strength has been damaged...."

Lan Mi smiled: "Much of the neural tissue in his brain has suffered irreversible damage, which may affect not only his mental strength but also his intelligence. Moreover, this must have happened recently, and we don't even know who did it, hehe..."

"Alright, alright, stop with this nonsense. This principal needs to seriously check on my lovely students' assessments!"

......

Assessment room.

Ye Ge closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and meditated.

Meditation is a fundamental skill for any extraordinary professional.

At the same time, extraordinary professionals can also restore their MP through meditation.

This first test, on the surface, only required them to meditate for thirty minutes to pass.

But Yege knew that the War Academy's assessment would definitely not be that simple.

"Om-"

A piercing sound suddenly rang in my ears.

In the classroom, discomfort quickly appeared on the students' youthful faces, and Ye Ge also frowned slightly.

This sound is clearly some kind of sound-attribute spell, with an extremely strong influence, capable of disrupting the flow of soul power within a superhuman.

Many students quickly gave up, covering their ears and letting out painful screams, ending their meditative state.

'I see, this round of assessment tests the trainees' mental fortitude...'

Ye Ge never actually thought he could pass the assessment and enter the core inner sect of the War Academy.

However, he also hopes to see how far he has come through the assessment.

Thirty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

In the entire class, only five students persevered to the end.

Ye Ge and Gao Shenxue both passed the test with ease, and their condition remained unchanged until the very end, seemingly unaffected by the sonic spell.

The remaining three students, though they passed, had pale and sweaty faces that showed how difficult it had been for them.

However, to Ye Ge's surprise, one of the students was Jiang Xiaoming.

"Congratulations to the five of you for passing the first round of assessment."

The Yan Clan instructor's abdomen buzzed again as he recorded the results on his lesson plan with a pen.

Then, Ye Ge, Gao Shenxue, and three other children were taken to another, even larger metal hall.

"Hey, Ye Ge!" Jiang Xiaoming followed Ye Ge, confidently waving his fist: "This time I'm sure I'll be able to enter the inner sect of the academy and become a core student! You better not fail to be selected, otherwise I won't have anyone to compete with in the future!"

Ye Ge said nonchalantly, "Then you're probably going to be disappointed. I'm sure I'll be eliminated."

Jiang Xiaoming was taken aback: "Could it be that you deliberately failed to be selected because you were afraid of being defeated by me? That can't be, can it?"

The hall was filled with a lot of children, making a little noise. They were probably students from the regular classes who had passed the first round of assessments.

A short while later, a tall male teacher with a long, narrow, bright red scar on his face walked out from a white metal door.

The children in the hall immediately fell silent and gradually quieted down.

The male teacher's eyes were cold, and he said in a fierce voice, "Students whose names are called, come in one by one and take the test!"