Going to School!

According to the traditional test, as long as the crystal ball showed even the slightest reaction, even a faint glimmer, it proved that the person being tested possessed Soul Power. Yet the Blue Crystal Ball before them was shining with such dazzling brilliance that there could be only one explanation.

"Heavens, another Innate Full Soul Power." Green light once again radiated from Su Yuntao's body, and the crystal ball bounced Tang San's palm away. The way he looked at the boy before him had completely changed, as though he were looking at some kind of monster.

"Innate Full Soul Power? Does that mean I'm the same as A Liang?" Tang San asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's right. But so what if you have Innate Full Soul Power? Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. How could you possibly achieve much?" Su Yuntao shook his head.

"No, you're wrong. There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Spirit Masters. What's wrong with Blue Silver Grass? Why can't Blue Silver Grass be a Control System Martial Soul? Blue Silver Grass is highly adaptable. As long as it receives proper cultivation and is developed toward poison, toughness, and unpredictability, then fused with suitable Soul Rings, it can become an extremely terrifying Control System Battle Spirit Master," Wu Liang retorted.

Su Yuntao had no reply to that, but since he had already said it, there was no taking it back. He still insisted, "That's only your guess. Who knows whether it can come true? We don't have many resources to begin with. Why would we waste them on him? Spirit Hall will not cultivate such useless trash."

After saying that, Su Yuntao picked up his bundle and headed outside.

"Old Jack."

The door opened, and Old Jack hurried up to Su Yuntao with a nervous look on his face. "Master, how did it go? Do any of the children in our village have the potential to become Spirit Masters this year?"

Su Yuntao looked at him and sighed. "There are three, but what a pity."

A look of uncertainty appeared in Jack's eyes as he cautiously asked, "Master, what exactly is it?"

Su Yuntao said, "Among these ten children, only three possess Soul Power. Two of them even have Innate Full Soul Power, while one has Innate Ninth-Level Soul Power. Unfortunately, those two are unwilling to join Spirit Hall, and one of the full-power children has Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul. Do you understand now?"

"Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power? Heavens..." The disappointment on Jack's face was even more severe than Su Yuntao's. Having been village chief for so many years, he naturally understood what Innate Full Soul Power meant. But for Innate Full Soul Power to appear with Blue Silver Grass as the Martial Soul, that truly was...

"Master, is there really no way for Blue Silver Grass to cultivate?" Jack asked with a frown.

At Old Jack's question, Su Yuntao's face darkened again. "No. What do you think Blue Silver Grass would evolve into as the Martial Soul improves? A trash Martial Soul is trash in the end. Even if he becomes a Spirit Master, he'll probably just be a useless one. Such Innate Full Soul Power is truly a pity. All right, I'm leaving. I still have to go to the next village."

Before the old village chief could ask anything more, Su Yuntao left the village.

The children came out one after another. The seven children without Soul Power looked at the three standing by the door, their faces filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, before leaving.

Old Jack locked the door and looked at the three children. "Whose Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang San stepped forward. "Village Chief Grandpa, it's mine."

Old Jack patted Tang San on the shoulder and comforted him. "It's all right. Even if cultivation is difficult, we must not give up. Our Holy Soul Village has produced only one Spirit Master capable of cultivating, and I believe you will definitely become a great Spirit Master."

Wu Liang understood what the old village chief meant. Neither he nor Kanna was from Holy Soul Village. They had only come here to awaken their Martial Souls through the local Spirit Hall. After all, Sheep Village had too few people to qualify for the construction of a Spirit Hall branch.

"Little San, tell Grandpa, are you willing to attend a special school to learn the methods of Spirit Master cultivation? Only there can you find the most accurate knowledge about Martial Souls, which will save you many detours. And you two should come along as well."

Tang San had already developed a deep interest in Martial Souls, especially since they were connected to his own Mysterious Heaven Skill. Still, he did not give a direct answer. "Grandpa Jack, I need to ask my father first."

Jack suddenly came to his senses. That was right. No matter how sensible a child was, he was still a child. They had to ask Tang Hao's opinion.

A few traces of determination appeared in his eyes. Although he truly did not want to see that slovenly man, for the sake of producing another Spirit Master in the village, he could not worry about that now.

"Come on, Little San. Grandpa will take you home." Old Jack first told Wu Liang and Kanna to go home, then took Tang San back to the Blacksmith Shop.

Wu Liang obediently left with Kanna. It was time to prepare for academy life.

Morning was Tang Hao's usual sleeping time, and the Blacksmith Shop was completely silent.

"Tang Hao! Tang Hao!" Old Jack did not care whether Tang Hao was asleep. He truly despised that slovenly blacksmith. If the farming tools Tang Hao forged had not been so cheap, he would have thrown him out of the village long ago.

As he called for Tang Hao, Old Jack swept his gaze around the room, intending to find a chair to sit on. But looking at those battered, broken things, he simply could not bring himself to pull one over. He was no longer young and did not want to break his bones in a fall here.

"Who's making such a racket?" Tang Hao's slightly angry voice sounded. The curtain to the inner room was lifted, and he slowly walked out.

He saw his son first, then shifted his gaze to Jack. "Old Jack, what is it?"

Jack said irritably, "Today was the day your son awakened his Martial Soul. Don't you know how important that is? Other families have both parents accompany their children, but you're still the same as always."

Tang Hao acted as if he had not heard Jack's sarcasm and looked at his son again. "Little San, your Martial Soul has awakened. What is it?"

Tang San said, "Father, it's Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, when Tang Hao heard those three words, his body suddenly trembled. A peculiar light appeared in his eyes as well.

Only Tang San noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression. Naturally, Old Jack did not care about a slovenly blacksmith's expression and said directly, "Although it's Blue Silver Grass, Little San has Innate Full Soul Power. Tang Hao, I've decided that this year's Work-Study Student spot for the village will go to Little San. He'll study at the Junior Spirit Master Academy in Notting City. The village will cover the travel expenses."

"Blue Silver Grass... Blue Silver Grass..." Tang Hao muttered the words twice, then suddenly raised his head. A resolute light Tang San had never seen before appeared in his eyes as he said solemnly, "No."

"What did you say? Did I hear that right?" Jack dug at his ears and stared at Tang Hao in shock. "Do you know how precious this opportunity is? Even though Holy Soul Village once produced a Spirit Saint, we only get one spot a year. In other villages, two or three villages have to share a single spot. Do you know what a good opportunity this is? Maybe Little San can become someone great in the future."

Tang Hao gave Jack a cold glance. "What use is becoming someone great? All I know is that if he leaves, there'll be no one to cook for me. Blue Silver Grass—what do you think a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can cultivate into? It's just a trash Martial Soul."

Old Jack said angrily, "But he has Innate Full Soul Power! As long as he obtains one Soul Ring, even one of the worst quality, he can immediately become a Spirit Master. A Spirit Master, do you understand? Our village hasn't produced a Spirit Master in many years."

Tang Hao said calmly, "That's your real purpose, isn't it? I said no, so it's no. You may leave."

"Tang Hao!" The fury in Old Jack's chest had reached its limit.

Wu Liang returned to the Lord's Manor with Kanna. As for Tang San's side, he knew without even thinking that Tang San would have to go through quite a few twists and turns before he could attend school. Still, there was one problem—he seemed to have no money. As he thought about it, Wu Liang shouted, "Steward! Steward! Where the hell did you go?"

Segghardt instantly appeared before Wu Liang and said respectfully, "Lord, why did you summon me so urgently? Shouldn't you be accompanying little Kanna?"

"Forget that useless stuff for now. Tell me, does our Lord's Manor actually have money? Do we have Gold Soul Coins?"

Hearing that, Segghardt looked at him with unbelievable disdain. "Lord, have you lost your mind? How could the Lord's Manor not have money? How else would we feed those tens of thousands of Exorcists? Training them requires resources too, you know. We may have only been in this world for a few years, but under the leadership of the Celestial Exorcist, we have used Sky City's resources to trade with the natives below. If you need money, why not just take it from the treasury? The entire Sky City belongs to you."

"Uh... then you should have told me earlier. I thought you people didn't have any expenses. I thought I was the poorest lord in the world. My clothes have been washed so much they've faded white," Wu Liang said speechlessly.

"I thought the Lord was being incorruptible. So you just didn't know the household was rich." Segghardt looked as though he wanted to laugh but dared not, his face turning red from holding it in.

"Wait, then why are all of Kanna's clothes new?"

"That's because Miss Kanna is so lovable. Every time the guards return from trading, they bring little Kanna clothes and food," Segghardt said.

"I suddenly feel like I might be a fake lord."

Three months later

Outside the Junior Spirit Master Academy in Notting City.

Seria: "Main quest: Enter the Junior Spirit Master Academy in Notting City and become one of Master Yu Xiaogang's disciples."

Seria: "Quest reward: The second Martial Soul can be used simultaneously."

By then, Wu Liang had changed into an outfit he considered extremely handsome and stood with Old Jack and the others. With money in his pocket, he did not have to panic when going out. Receiving Seria's quest, he felt this could not be any easier.

Old Jack had just led Tang San and the others to the main gate when a young gatekeeper stopped them. "What are you here for? Is this a place country bumpkins like you can come to?"

Wu Liang could not tolerate those words. What he had said earlier would have been one thing, but now that he had changed into nice clothes, this guy still called him a country bumpkin. Though it was true, didn't he see how stylish he looked?

"Watch how you talk."