Nuoding Academy: No One Understands Talent Better Than I, the Grandmaster

"My Martial Soul is..."

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Staring at the Blue Silver Grass in his palm, Tang San looked as though he had just eaten shit.

After all that commotion, this was what he had awakened? He would have been better off awakening a hammer to forge iron with, becoming a blacksmith like his father. What could Blue Silver Grass even do?

But he really did sense something stirring, faintly trying to emerge from his other hand, the one that had not awakened a Martial Soul...

"Let's test your Soul Power while we're at it..."

Su Yuntao handed him the crystal ball helplessly. Clearly, he had not expected such a dramatic turn of events either.

The next moment, he stared at the dazzling light in the crystal ball and froze once again.

"You have Innate Full Soul Power too?"

Staring at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, then at the crystal ball shining just as brightly as before, Su Yuntao scratched the back of his head. He had never seen anything so strange in his life.

It was rare enough for Blue Silver Grass to have any Soul Power at all, let alone Innate Full Soul Power like this.

"I have Innate Full Soul Power too?"

Only then did Tang San breathe a sigh of relief. Although he did not know what it meant, at the very least, it meant...

He was no weaker than Tang Wulin with his top-tier Martial Soul! His single stalk of Blue Silver Grass could match a dragon!

"..."

"Deacon, how many children in our village awakened potential this year?"

A short while later, as soon as Su Yuntao led Tang Wulin and Tang San out of the Awakening Hall, Old Jack hurried up to them and asked expectantly.

There were eleven children this year. He was not greedy; it would be enough if Wulin and Xiao San had Soul Power. And if even that was asking too much...

Then Xiao San could actually do without Soul Power too.

"Village Chief Jack, your village has done very well this year. Both Wulin and Tang San have Soul Power, and both have Innate Full Soul Power!"

Su Yuntao smiled as he explained. His tone grew kind and respectful as he addressed the old man.

"Innate Full Soul Power!"

"What's that?"

Old Jack first responded as though he understood, then asked, still somewhat confused. Tang San, standing nearby, took the opportunity to listen carefully.

"It means level-ten Soul Power."

"They only need a Soul Ring to become Soul Masters."

"What! They have Soul Power, and it's level ten?"

Hearing Su Yuntao's explanation, Old Jack instantly realized how significant Innate Full Soul Power was. If Wulin and Xiao San only needed one Soul Ring to become Soul Masters, wouldn't they become Soul Grandmasters?

For a moment, his eyes gleamed, and he seemed to grow more than ten years younger.

"That's right. Wulin's Martial Soul is the Golden... ahem, Golden Sacred Dragon, a legendary Martial Soul recorded by Spirit Hall. He has the potential to become a Titled Douluo in the future."

"Xiao San's Martial Soul is just Blue Silver Grass. It's a pity. His talent is good, but it isn't worth much."

Su Yuntao continued his patient explanation, though he focused mainly on Tang Wulin.

"Golden Sacred Dragon, and the potential to become a Titled Douluo!"

Old Jack's eyes were already wide. He was a knowledgeable old village chief. Being a Soul Master was already remarkable, yet Wulin could become a Titled Douluo someday!

Rounding things up, wouldn't that mean he had raised a Titled Douluo? He just did not know whether he would live to see the day Wulin became a great figure.

"..."

After the Martial Soul Awakening, Su Yuntao did not stay long. He gave each of the two boys a Martial Soul certificate and left the village.

Afterward, Tang San was the first to bid Old Jack and Tang Wulin farewell and return home.

"Dad, my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass."

As soon as he entered the house, Tang San called out to his father, holding his Martial Soul certificate. His father sat on the bed, looking groggy and seemingly still drunk.

"..."

No one answered, and no one paid him any mind.

"Dad, I don't know what's going on, but I keep feeling like I have another Martial Soul. It's a hammer."

Tang San seemed used to this, but he still held out his left hand in confusion. The next moment, a small hammer, bronze all over, abruptly appeared.

"!"

"Xiao San, you really are my son!"

The moment his Second Martial Soul appeared, Tang Hao sat bolt upright. His previously dull eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he nearly burst into tears.

"Hm...?"

Tang San stared at his father's sudden change of expression, utterly bewildered. Wait, was this right?

But seeing the approval in his father's eyes, he still broke into a happy smile. This was the first time his dad had acknowledged him.

"System, what abilities do you have?"

Meanwhile, after returning home with Grandpa Jack, Tang Wulin finally had time to ask about the system's abilities, his heart full of anticipation.

The system's abilities were clearly something he needed to pay attention to.

[Host, this system is the Myriad Worlds Travel System, designed to help the host live an invincible life in new worlds]

[There are two abilities. The first is the Goddess Sign-In System, which allows you to establish connections and obtain extraordinary rewards by signing in with goddesses]

[The second is the Life-Strengthening Achievement System, which allows you to obtain new abilities as rewards by growing stronger and completing various achievements]

"Goddess sign-ins, life achievements..."

Tang Wulin thought to himself, clearly very satisfied. They were two excellent abilities.

Life achievements aside, which could provide most of his rewards when completed, goddess sign-ins were also something countless people could only envy.

"With Tang Hao around, I can't join Spirit Hall for the time being. So, the first goddess to appear next..."

"Is Xiao Wu. I wonder what kind of girl Tang the Great Buddha's canon love interest will be."

Tang Wulin's eyes grew thoughtful.

Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast, a Soft Bone Rabbit, as well as the original story's main heroine. As for her, all he could say was that she was a relatively open-minded young girl.

Compared with her, he had actually preferred the big kitty Zhu Zhuqing and the angel Qian Renxue in his previous life. Ahem, ahem, ahem...

Now that he had come to the Douluo World, besides adhering to the basic principles of trampling San and tormenting Gangzi, naturally, the more goddesses, the better.

He admitted that such thoughts were shameless, but he still wanted to do his best to give those goddesses a home and make up for the regrets of his previous life.

"..."

Time flew, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. The day Nuoding Academy opened had arrived. During that time, Su Yuntao had visited several times, naturally for Tang Wulin's sake.

Under pressure from Hammer Douluo, Tang Wulin had turned down Brother Tao's invitation on the grounds that he had agreed to attend Nuoding Academy with Tang San. But Su Yuntao had refused to give up, instead turning his attention to Tang San.

In the end, he followed Tang San home and invited his son to join Spirit Hall right in front of Tang Hao. Tang Hao gave him a mighty slap, and he never came back after that...

"Wulin, your grandpa hasn't been to the city many times either, and I don't understand academies and such. You and Xiao San are both good children, so look after each other..."

"Take this money. You can't go without any on you. And these quilts and clothes will come in handy sooner or later."

"Grandpa, there's no need..."

"Just take it. Grandpa has money."

That morning, as Old Jack reluctantly bid him farewell, Tang Wulin carried a large bundle on his back and felt awful as he looked at the money pouch the old man held out.

He tried hard to return the pouch, but to no avail, leaving him feeling helpless.

But Tang San was actually the most helpless of all. With his unreliable father, even though he was about to leave for the academy, he did not have so much as a quilt, only a change of clothes.

"Train hard at the academy with Xiao San. Come back and see Grandpa when you have time during the holidays..."

At last, as Old Jack reluctantly waved goodbye, Tang Wulin and Tang San set out for Nuoding City.

Before long, a carriage came to a slow stop in front of Nuoding Academy, and the two stepped out.

"We're work-study students from Holy Soul Village. These are our Martial Soul Awakening certificates and our work-study certificates..."

Facing the gatekeeper, Tang Wulin was the first to hand over his Martial Soul certificate. Tang San handed his over as well.

"Some sacred dragon is one thing, but Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power? Couldn't you at least put some effort into your forgeries?"

"Look me in the eye. Is that the kind of talent you two could have? Can you really prove it, huh?"

The gatekeeper glanced at their Martial Soul certificates, then immediately looked at them as though they were idiots and sneered.

Geniuses with innate level-four Soul Power were rare enough in little villages, yet here they were, claiming Innate Full Soul Power. And Holy Soul Village? Why not call it Titled Village?

Besides, a village only got one work-study student. That was common knowledge even in small villages. The boy had not even bothered to make his act convincing.

"You..."

At those words, Tang San frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. This man was being utterly unreasonable; he already had a way to die...

"I wonder, would this be enough to prove it?"

Unlike Tang San beside him, Tang Wulin gently set down the bundles on his back, then looked at the gatekeeper and released his Martial Soul.

Dragon roars rang out as the Golden Dragon King's figure appeared behind him in an instant. A powerful pressure bore down on the gatekeeper!

At that moment, the disdain on the gatekeeper's face gradually froze, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

A dragon. It really was a dragon!

"I think that proves what I'm capable of, doesn't it?"

"Yes, yes!"

"This lowly one had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai..."

The gatekeeper nodded repeatedly, terrified of displeasing him. A genius like this had a boundless future, even as a work-study student. He was not someone the gatekeeper could afford to offend.

"All right, what are you doing bullying two little children here? Stop... Hm?"

Just then, a hoarse voice sounded, and a figure emerged from the academy almost instantly.

He was a thin middle-aged man with a short crew cut and a detached, solemn expression, giving him the air of someone above worldly affairs.

His name was Yu Xiaogang, a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster and an affiliated teacher at Nuoding Academy, known as Grandmaster in the Soul Master World.

But at that moment, his gaze was fixed firmly on Tang Wulin, his eyes shining...

Such imposing might was rare across the entire Douluo Continent. Just how powerful was that Martial Soul?

This boy was fated to meet him, the Grandmaster. It seemed that he, the Grandmaster, would have to be persistent for once!

No one understood geniuses better than he did!