A Chance Encounter with Tang San, Seeking Investment

A Chance Encounter with Tang San, Seeking Investment

White-Grade Weekly Task: In the presence of at least fifty witnesses, shout, "I am Sha Bi!" Enunciate clearly to complete this task.

Task Reward: Increase the age of a designated Soul Ring by one year.

Failure Penalty: Execution.

Yellow-Grade Weekly Task: Defeat a Soul Master or Soul Beast of the same rank alone.

Task Reward: Increase the age of a designated Soul Ring by five years.

Failure Penalty: Randomly lose one limb.

Purple-Grade Weekly Task: Kill a Soul Master or Soul Beast of the same rank alone.

Task Reward: Increase the age of a designated Soul Ring by ten years.

Failure Penalty: Permanently shorten the fifth limb by 1 centimeter.

Black-Grade Weekly Task: Kill a Soul Master or Soul Beast one major rank above you alone.

Task Reward: One fragment of a component from a 100,000-year Soul Bone Set that suits you. (Ten fragments can be combined into one complete Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone component.)

Failure Penalty: Your shoes will permanently get wet whenever you pee.

Red-Grade Weekly Task: Without relying on external aid, kill a Titled Douluo or a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast alone.

Reward: 1 drop of Martial Soul Evolution Fluid. (One hundred drops can be combined into one complete dose of Martial Soul Evolution Fluid.)

Failure Penalty: Fart whenever you breathe, lasting one week.

The System reminds you once again: The above tasks refresh once per week. Please complete them as soon as possible. If task progress remains incomplete by next week, the penalties will become irreversible. Please treat every task with caution.

Tang San flipped through the System that had suddenly appeared in his mind, completely dazed.

"Supreme God King System?"

"Soul Masters, Soul Rings, Soul Bones, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts? Martial Soul Evolution Fluid?"

"I know about Soul Rings, but what are Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts and Soul Bone Sets? And what is Martial Soul Evolution Fluid?"

"What kind of weekly tasks are these? The penalties for failure are way too severe, aren't they?"

Seeing the last few bizarre penalties—permanently wet shoes when peeing, farting with every breath—Tang San's mouth twitched.

"For now, the White-Grade Weekly Task seems to be the easiest to complete. Its reward is the worst, but its failure penalty is also the most severe."

"As for the Red-Grade Weekly Task, I don't know what a Titled Douluo or a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is, but this should be the hardest task to complete. Yet comparatively speaking, its reward seems to be the best. Compared to those tasks above that casually execute you, remove an arm or leg, or shorten your fifth limb, the penalty for this Red-Grade Weekly Task should count as the lightest."

"The easier the task, the harsher the penalty. The harder the task, the lighter the penalty!"

"I've figured out the pattern!"

Tang San's eyes lit up.

"Other than the White-Grade Weekly Task, the rest all seem to be combat-related. With my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons and the Tang Sect's various ultimate arts, as long as I put in a little effort, these tasks shouldn't be difficult to complete!"

Tang San pondered for a while and quickly sorted out the patterns behind these tasks. He still had some confidence in himself.

"I know far too little about this continent."

"The most important thing now is to go to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy first. There should be records there containing knowledge relevant to these tasks."

With that thought, Tang San temporarily pushed the matter of the tasks to the back of his mind. There was a week to spare, after all. He could wait.

Just then, Village Chief Old Jack had finished asking for directions to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy and called the newly recovered Tang San to head there with him.

Not far from the gates of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

A small boy with black hair and black eyes walked toward them, frowning as he held a thin sheet of paper in his hand.

He wore a brand-new set of fitted white clothes. His shoulder-length black hair was casually tied with a white ribbon and draped down his back, while strands by his temples swayed lightly. His delicate, handsome features were especially well-defined, and despite his young age, he already displayed extraordinary good looks.

As the saying went, clothes make the man and saddle makes the horse. After changing outfits, his whole bearing had risen in an instant. Of course, that also had much to do with Xu Changqing's naturally good foundation.

He shifted the large bundle on his back and touched the money pouch tied at his waist, feeling slightly puzzled.

Just moments ago, when Su Yuntao learned that he wanted to attend Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, he had not only taken him to bathe and get his hair done, but had also bought him a new set of clothes and various daily necessities. As if that were not enough, Su Yuntao had forcibly stuffed a small pouch of Gold Soul Coins into his hands, containing around twenty-odd coins.

Dressed as he was now, Xu Changqing looked just like a child from a noble family. He did not know whether Notting Academy would believe he was a poor work-study student when he presented his work-study certificate for enrollment.

"Su Yuntao's investment came way too early. It's making me a little embarrassed."

Xu Changqing's "old" face reddened slightly.

After all, an adult soul lived inside his tiny body. He had been transported to Douluo Continent for six years, yet no one had ever treated him this well. Xu Changqing had already decided that if he achieved anything in the future, he would help Su Yuntao in return for today's kindness.

The education he had received on Blue Star in his previous life had taught him the meaning of repaying kindness.

His values were still quite upright. Having accepted so much from someone else for free, he could not help feeling indebted.

Perhaps Su Yuntao had merely seen his talent and casually given him a few benefits, but those benefits were of great help to Xu Changqing at present. At the very least, he no longer had to worry about food and drink for some time, allowing him to cultivate in peace without thinking about anything else.

To him, this was kindness. Kindness did not depend on its size. As the ancients said, repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring!

Just as Xu Changqing, carrying his large bundle, reached the gates of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, a burst of arguing entered his ears and drew his attention.

"Even a grass nest can produce a golden phoenix?"

"Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass? And Innate Full Soul Power?"

"What a joke, utterly ridiculous! I think this certificate from Spirit Hall was deliberately forged by you people, wasn't it?"

At the gates of Notting Academy, a young man casually tossed the work-study certificate in his hand onto the ground. With his arms crossed over his chest, his nostrils pointed skyward, and his gaze lowered in disdain, he continuously mocked an old man and a child.

"Holy Soul Village? Heh, I'd say it's more like Beggar Village."

"What did you say?!" Anger surged through the old man, and he wanted to step forward to reason with the unreasonable gatekeeper.

As the two shoved each other, the youth beside the old man suddenly stepped forward and sent the unprepared gatekeeper flying with one palm strike, even smashing open the closed iron gates behind him.

Seeing the gatekeeper curse as he climbed back up, the youth's gaze turned icy. Without a word, he raised his left hand slightly, as though someone had already embarked on the path of Courting Death!

"Did I just run into the plot?"

Xu Changqing, who had happened to witness this "familiar" scene, could not help being stunned.

It really was better to arrive at the right time than early.

He had just come to enroll, yet in the blink of an eye, he had encountered this classic scene from the original work.

"That child should be Tang San, right?"

Xu Changqing studied Tang San for a few moments, then glanced at the wrist he was raising.

"A Silent Sleeve Arrow? Just like the original said, his killing intent really is heavy."

After watching for a moment, Xu Changqing withdrew his gaze. This had nothing to do with him, and it was not his place to interfere. Besides, Tang Hao might be nearby. He could not show too much interest in Tang San, or he might not even know how he died.

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