Volume One

The Twelfth Chapter of Volume One: Fate Finally Brought Them Together. Seeing this, Su Xing was so embarrassed he nearly had a cringe attack. But he had to admit that the course of history and this fated encounter had ultimately brought them together. "Alright, alright, I understand." The gatekeeper hurriedly tucked the Soul Silver Coins into his robes and replied with nods and bows. Grandmaster shook the Spirit Proof Old Jack had given him and smiled. "Are you wondering how I knew you possessed Twin Martial Souls? It was because of this Spirit Proof." The moment he said this, Tang San was greatly startled. At this, Tang San and Old Jack both sucked in sharp breaths, their minds filled with questions. Sensing that things were going badly, the gatekeeper hurriedly bent down to pick up the proof from the ground. The fury on his face instantly turned into fawning flattery as he walked up to Su Xing and bowed repeatedly. "Little brother, I... I wouldn't dare oppose Spirit Hall. What happened just now was my fault. I apologize to you." "Scram! Do you think I care about your measly coins? In the future, show some respect when you meet elderly ladies and gentlemen, understand?" Old Jack looked at the middle-aged man. Though he had an ordinary appearance and wore a plain gray robe, he possessed an unusual bearing. Thinking that he must be an important figure at the academy, Old Jack handed him the Spirit Proof in his hand. "..." After saying that, Grandmaster suddenly looked at Su Xing. "By the same logic, you should have Twin Martial Souls as well, right?" "Sir, there is no problem with your proof. On behalf of the academy, I apologize for what just happened. Leave these two children to me." Grandmaster placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly. "A sickle Martial Soul, with Innate Full Soul Power? I've never heard of a sickle Martial Soul with qualities sufficient to reach Innate Full Soul Power. Could he, like that other child with Blue Silver Grass, also be a once-in-a-century wielder of Twin Martial Souls?" His demeanor was practically as reverent as if he were facing his own ancestor. "You're not a teacher?" Tang San froze slightly, then quickly said, "Then you must be someone remarkable. After all, not just anyone can be called 'Grandmaster.'" "No, no need to apologize. He has already apologized. Grandmaster, then I'll leave these two children in your care." Old Jack waved his hands and said respectfully. "Sorry to trouble you." Hearing this, the gatekeeper was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly bowed to the newcomer. "Grandmaster, you're back." Grandmaster lowered his head and glanced at the names on the Spirit Proof in his hand. A glint flashed through his eyes as he said gravely, "And you have Innate Full Soul Power at level ten. According to one of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that I have researched, Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of one's Martial Soul. Your Blue Silver Grass clearly does not meet that standard. Therefore, I am certain that you possess another Martial Soul, and it is an extremely powerful one." At this point, he was completely convinced that this child came from an influential family. After all, the child did not even spare a glance for Soul Silver Coins. As for Old Jack, he was still utterly bewildered and had yet to figure out what was going on. Grandmaster looked over the proof, then shifted his gaze to Su Xing and Tang San. At that moment, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out. "Greetings, the three of you. May I take a look at the Spirit Proofs in your hands?" After saying this, Su Xing took Old Jack's hand and made as if to turn around and head for the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City. Suddenly, Tang San asked, "May I ask if you are a teacher at the academy?" Seeing this, the gatekeeper, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, hurriedly stepped in front of the three of them and apologized humbly. "I'm truly sorry. What happened just now was my fault. Please be merciful and forgive my offense. Could we let this matter go?" As he spoke, the gatekeeper gritted his teeth and hurriedly pulled several Soul Silver Coins from his robes, stuffing them into Su Xing's hand. "I think you're deliberately trying to oppose Spirit Hall. Grandpa Jack, let's go to the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City and report this fellow." Tang San and Old Jack both stared at Su Xing in stunned silence, filled with doubt and amazement. That was incredible. With just a few words, he had the gatekeeper completely under control. "By the way, your name is Tang San, right? You must understand that 'Grandmaster' and 'teacher' have vastly different meanings. Don't call me the wrong thing in the future, unless... unless you truly wish for me to be your teacher." "Could it be that I haven't slept well lately and my mind has become muddled?" Grandmaster felt some fatigue in his eyes and rubbed them. But when Grandmaster's gaze fell on Su Xing, his heart inexplicably tightened. He felt that there was something strange about this child, as though Su Xing could see through his soul. As soon as the words left his mouth, Grandmaster suddenly stopped walking and rubbed Tang San's head. "You are extraordinarily gifted and so clever. Such a good flatterer—I like that. It seems I must be stubborn for once as well. No matter what, you are a once-in-a-century wielder of Twin Martial Souls." Su Xing turned his head and saw a middle-aged man standing behind them. He was of average height and somewhat thin, with an ordinary face, a crew cut, thick stubble, and an overall air of dejection. It was unclear when he had arrived. What an incredible method. This was even more impressive than the elders of the Tang Sect in my previous life. Was Brother Su really only six years old? Tang San, who had lived two lives, was deeply suspicious. The bearing Su Xing displayed with every word and action was even more imposing than that of the noble children of the Heaven Dou Empire. The gatekeeper faintly sensed that these people did not have ordinary backgrounds. "Teacher? I am not a teacher at the academy. I'm merely an idler who freeloads on food and drink here. You may call me Grandmaster. Everyone else calls me that too." Grandmaster said distractedly. Those words immediately terrified the gatekeeper until his face turned pale and his whole body trembled. Su Xing kicked the gatekeeper in the shin, casually shoved the Soul Silver Coins back into his hand, and said angrily, "I once investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose Martial Souls were Blue Silver Grass. Of them, only a handful possessed Soul Power, a rate of less than three percent. Even among those who did possess Soul Power, not one had Soul Power above level one." On the way into the academy, Grandmaster looked at the two Spirit Proofs in his hand, unconsciously stroked his chin, and pondered inwardly. "???" Grandmaster was delighted upon hearing this and burst into laughter. This little brat was good at flattery. I like him. Clearly, Tang San had always remembered what his father had told him: he absolutely could not let outsiders know that he possessed Twin Martial Souls. "You... you want to teach me how to cultivate my Martial Soul?" Tang San asked. As soon as the words fell, Tang San froze. His left wrist quietly lifted, and uncertainty filled his eyes. After Old Jack gave Su Xing and Tang San a few reminders, he left. Su Xing and Tang San then followed behind Grandmaster into the academy. Su Xing sized up the middle-aged man. It was obvious that this was Yu Xiaogang, the man known as the unrivaled theorist of Douluo Continent, and Tang San's future teacher. "You are merely a lowly gatekeeper, yet you dare disregard a proof issued by Spirit Hall and even throw it on the ground to trample on it. I think you are deliberately trying to oppose Spirit Hall, aren't you?"