The Beginning of Academy Life

After the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony ended, Mo Xuan led the children out of the Awakening Hall.

"Lord Soul Master, did any children in our village awaken the potential to become Spirit Masters this year?"

The moment they stepped outside, Old Karl, who had been waiting at the entrance, came over with a broad smile and asked.

"There is one. One child has Innate Full Soul Power, but it is a Body Martial Soul."

Mo Xuan was not surprised by Old Karl's behavior. Nearly every village had someone like him.

"What... Innate Full Soul Power??? But why is it a Body Martial Soul?" Old Karl first cried out in shock, then came to his senses upon hearing the latter half. He sighed with a face full of regret.

Even someone from a remote place like Old Karl had heard of the notorious reputation of Body Martial Souls as Useless Martial Souls.

"That is enough. You should be secretly celebrating that you produced even one Spirit Master. The previous few villages did not have a single one."

After saying that, Mo Xuan ignored Old Karl and headed straight for the next village.

That's true. Looking at it that way, it isn't so bad. But which child has Innate Full Soul Power? Old Karl could only console himself.

He then looked at the large group of children before him, who had just awakened their Martial Souls and were either dejected or excited.

Just then, Wu Tong walked up to Old Karl. "Grandpa Karl, I have Innate Full Soul Power! What do you think? Impressive, right? ()"

Wu Tong's heart was filled with gratitude toward the elder who had taken him in and raised him. After leaving home, this was the first kindness he had received.

Well, there was no need to guess anymore. The boy had stepped forward himself.

Old Karl looked at Wu Tong, who was seeking praise, and a trace of tenderness flashed through his eyes.

He did not say anything discouraging about Body Martial Souls being Useless Martial Souls. Instead, he earnestly comforted Wu Tong, telling him not to care too much about his Martial Soul in hopes of cheering him up.

But Old Karl did not know that Wu Tong was not particularly upset. On the contrary, he was filled with excitement and anticipation for the future (￣y▽￣)~*.

Wu Tong did not say anything either. After all, the belief that Body Martial Souls were Useless Martial Souls had already taken root in everyone's minds. Only after he proved the worth of Body Martial Souls could that notion be overturned.

In silence, the two waited where they were until the villagers had taken the children home, then returned home together.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through gaps in the leaves and scattered over the path. It was not scorching; instead, it added a touch of warmth to the air, filling it with the cozy scent of sunshine.

Three days later, after packing their things, Old Karl brought Wu Tong to Notting City.

Notting City's walls towered high, its gates stood majestic, and its guards were heavily stationed, displaying the city's authority and prosperity.

Outside the city gates, merchants' cries rose and fell, while camel caravans and horse-drawn carriages came and went without end, bringing goods and news from all directions.

Once inside the city, neat rows of shops and teahouses lined the broad streets. Colorful signboards hung before the storefronts, fluttering in the wind.

The streets were packed with people coming and going. Pedestrians dressed in all kinds of clothing, forming an exceptionally lively scene.

However, neither of them paid attention to the bustling sights. They headed directly to the East City District of Notting City—Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Eight large golden characters gleamed brightly on the plaque above the academy gates. Yet the iron fence gate beneath it was closed, with only a small side entrance open. The tall, thin gatekeeper's clothes were somewhat disheveled, but he still stood straight at the entrance.

Through the iron fence, Wu Tong could see that the grounds resembled an estate, grand and luxurious, with even a pond constructed inside.

"Hello, I'm here to enroll my grandson in the Soul Master Academy."

When they reached the gatekeeper, Old Karl took out the certificate issued by Spirit Hall.

"Body Martial Soul... Brain. Another Useless Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power... You may enter."

The gatekeeper casually picked up the certificate and glanced at it. The words he had been about to blurt out seemed to be swallowed back after he remembered something.

He waved his hand, allowing Old Karl to bring Wu Tong into the Academy.

It seems he has already gone through the incident with Tang San. In that case, Tang San and I should be the same age. That means there are many things I can plan for.

Seeing the details of the gatekeeper's behavior, Wu Tong's Brain raced. In almost an instant, he concluded that he and Tang San were the same age, and that the enrollment incident had happened only recently.

This made Wu Tong breathe a sigh of relief. After all, if he did not know where the story currently stood, he would not be able to maximize his gains.

After all, if this were already the time when Tang San had entered Shrek Academy, then before Wu Tong could fully grow up, he would be unable to seize certain opportunities, such as Immortal Herbs and treasures like External Soul Bones.

Although those things were not part of Wu Tong's plans, obtaining them would naturally be even better.

They could be used to cultivate subordinates, win people over, and build good relations with various Factions.

Still, it was too early to think about such things now.

For the next six years, he would use his time at this Academy to carry out the first step of his plan.

Wu Tong thought this with surging emotions.

In his previous life, he had been a shut-in. Even though he now possessed a super Brain and could clearly remember every detail of the knowledge he had encountered in his previous life,

most of it consisted of compulsory education knowledge and familiarity with various anime and film works.

And now, as a child who had grown up in the countryside of a feudal society, he naturally had no way of accessing knowledge, something monopolized by the nobles.

As a Soul Master Academy, the inheritance of knowledge was indispensable. The moment he entered, Wu Tong saw the words "Library" carved onto a tall building.

Therefore, Wu Tong planned to spend six years studying the knowledge in the Library, strengthening his foundation, then publish research papers on Body Martial Souls and make a name for himself.

Finally, he would join Spirit Hall. Wu Tong's Martial Soul had no offensive power, so in the early stages, he needed to find a major Faction to rely on. Spirit Hall, the continent's number one Faction, became Wu Tong's target.

The reason he had not accepted Mo Xuan's invitation during the Martial Soul Awakening was because Wu Tong knew that, given his circumstances, he could not possibly receive much importance after entering Spirit Hall. It would be even more impossible for him to be allowed into Spirit Hall's Library Pavilion.

Therefore, Wu Tong could only follow Yu Xiaogang's example. He would first establish himself as a scholar and increase his influence, then join Spirit Hall under that identity to acquire knowledge. He could even borrow Spirit Hall's power to help him hunt suitable Spirit Rings and perfect his plan to forge a heaven-defying comprehension talent.

After completing his enrollment, Wu Tong bid farewell to Old Karl, who left reluctantly, then turned and arrived before the dormitory.

Dorm Seven.

Looking at the dormitory before him, Wu Tong knew that his Academy life would begin now.