Showing Off and Slapping Faces? Sacrificing the Gatekeeper (Seeking Collections, Seeking Recommendations!)

Ever since the day of the martial soul awakening, Old Jack had come to Huo Feng's home every few days.

It was nothing more than asking after his well-being and bringing him some food and daily necessities.

Earlier, when he had gone to Tang San's house, Tang San's drunkard father had nearly angered him to death.

Tang San had such great talent and such a good opportunity, yet his father actually refused to let him attend a Soul Master Academy!

Though he was furious, he was only the village chief and could not make the decision for Tang San.

Now, Holy Spirit Village's only hope seemed to rest on Huo Feng alone.

Three months passed quickly, and tomorrow would be the enrollment day for Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Just as Old Jack was preparing to visit Tang San's home again to ask about it, Tang San's perpetually drunk father unexpectedly came to him in person.

And for once, his attitude was not as terrible as before. He said he was willing to let Tang San attend a Soul Master Academy.

Since Old Jack had already spoken with the chief of the neighboring village beforehand, there was no need to worry about the work-study student slots.

That way, Tang San and Huo Feng could attend the Soul Master Academy together and look out for one another.

Old Jack was delighted. Carrying some travel rations he had prepared in advance, he delivered them to Huo Feng.

At the same time, he told him that Tang San would also be attending Notting Academy.

Naturally, this was within Huo Feng's expectations.

Although he was very calm inside, he still showed the kind of delight a child his age ought to have on his face.

Old Jack told Huo Feng that he would come to pick him up early the next morning. After giving him a few simple instructions, he left.

Over the past three months, Huo Feng had stayed at home.

With the system around, he had lived quite comfortably.

His physical condition had improved by an unknown amount compared to before, and he now had Level 10 Soul Power as well.

Though he looked like a harmless little child on the surface, he would have no problem taking down an adult.

It was just that there was truly nothing of much value in this place that could be used for sacrifice.

So despite three months having passed, his Sacrifice Points had increased by fewer than thirty points.

One hundred and thirty Sacrifice Points were not enough to exchange for much in the store.

Huo Feng was quite looking forward to going to Notting Academy.

If nothing else, Tang San would at least be quite close to him.

Whenever he felt like it, he could use him for a sacrifice.

Early the next morning, Huo Feng got up bright and early and symbolically packed a few things.

Just as he finished packing, Village Chief Old Jack arrived.

Huo Feng took his bundle and headed out. The two of them then went to the blacksmith shop to pick up Tang San.

Notting City was not particularly far from Holy Spirit Village, but the journey still took at least half a day.

The sun had only just risen over the horizon, and the damp mist in the air had yet to disperse.

The three of them set out along the main road toward Notting City.

Along the way, Old Jack told them many things.

For example, the different ranks of Soul Master Academies, the various levels of Soul Masters, and so on. Compared with Tang San's many doubts and questions, Huo Feng spoke far less.

Naturally, that was because he already knew this background information.

Half a day passed quickly. By early afternoon, the three of them could see Notting City in the distance.

After entering Notting City without trouble, both Huo Feng and Tang San found the sights within the city quite novel.

Though Huo Feng knew the setting well, he was still somewhat surprised when the scenes he had once imagined truly appeared before his eyes.

Its unique style made it no exaggeration to say that it was an entirely different world.

And if the plot followed its normal course, Old Jack was supposed to have a scene with the gatekeeper at Notting Academy's entrance.

Then Tang San would put on that classic act of showing off and slapping faces.

"Since I'm here, I can't leave the chance to show off to Tang San."

As he pondered this, he saw a towering archway ahead.

The words "Notting Academy" were written upon it.

"What are you doing here? This isn't a place for country folk like you!"

Before they had taken more than a few steps, a sharp rebuke rang out.

"Right on time."

Huo Feng thought to himself.

Old Jack immediately smiled and explained that they were the village's two work-study students for the year.

It would have been one thing if he had not heard it, but the moment the gatekeeper did, he nearly laughed himself breathless.

Work-study students? And two of them?

Are you bullshitting me? "The academy hasn't had a single work-study student in years. What backwater could possibly produce two at once? Get lost, get lost!"

The gatekeeper waved his hand impatiently.

He had seen plenty of people like this. Without exception, they were all country folk.

"Even a gatekeeper can be this arrogant. Sure enough, it's the same everywhere."

Huo Feng could not help but sigh inwardly.

Just then, Tang San quietly clenched his fist beside him.

Though the movement was subtle, Huo Feng still caught it.

Tang San did not act rashly. Clearly, he was waiting for an opportunity.

During this lull, Old Jack suppressed his anger and showed the Spirit Hall certificate to the gatekeeper.

Who would have thought that after looking at it, the man merely widened his eyes and remained unmoved. "Two students with Innate Full Soul Power? Are you kidding me?"

He had been at the academy for so many years, yet he had never seen a student with Innate Full Soul Power.

Let alone two children from the countryside.

Most laughable of all, one of their martial souls was Blue Silver Grass. It was enough to make one laugh their teeth out.

Old Jack gritted his teeth in hatred. He had never expected an academy gatekeeper to be such a petty man who made trouble for others at will.

He immediately turned around, intending to take Huo Feng and Tang San to the Spirit Hall branch in Notting City and demand an explanation.

At that moment, another cold remark came from behind them. "What kind of Holy Spirit Village? Beggar Village would be more like it."

"What did you say?"

Old Jack turned around furiously. The village was his bottom line; he could no longer endure it.

Seeing this, the gatekeeper grew even more annoyed and revealed a mocking smile.

"I said you came from Beggar Village. So what?"

"Poor trash!"

Before transmigrating, this damn gatekeeper's kind had called him poor trash while he worked for a black-hearted boss. After transmigrating, a gatekeeper was calling him poor trash again.

How the fuck was Huo Feng supposed to put up with that? He cursed inwardly, elegantly greeting all nine generations of the gatekeeper's family.

Just then, the gatekeeper reached out to shove them away.

Seeing this, Tang San stamped his foot and clenched his fist, ready to charge forward.

However, in the next instant, a figure suddenly rushed out and stood between the gatekeeper and them.

Tang San froze. The person blocking him was actually Huo Feng.

Not only was he stunned, but Old Jack was as well.

"Huo Feng, you—"

The gatekeeper was even more dumbfounded. Was this little brat actually planning to attack him?

But in the next moment, under Old Jack and Tang San's astonished gazes—

Huo Feng raised his leg and kicked the gatekeeper in the lower abdomen.

"Ah—~!"

A scream rang out as the gatekeeper flew more than a meter away.

At the same time, Huo Feng summoned the system in his mind and said softly, "System, sacrifice this gatekeeper!"

Ding! Gatekeeper successfully sacrificed! Sacrifice Points +2

"You—"

The gatekeeper collapsed to the ground, howling in pain. His face was livid, as miserable as if he had eaten shit.

Only two Sacrifice Points?

That was only one fucking point more than a teapot?