Tang San, Sweet-Talked

"Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power? This had to be fake, right?"

Blue Silver Grass was publicly recognized as a useless martial soul. It had no offensive power, no defensive power, no supportive abilities, and it was even extremely difficult for it to possess Soul Power, let alone Innate Full Soul Power.

Yet this Spirit Hall certificate did not look fake. Forging a Spirit Hall certificate was a capital offense. No one should have been foolish enough to forge one.

Still, although he found it rather unlikely for Blue Silver Grass to possess Innate Full Soul Power, the gatekeeper returned the certificate to Old Jack and let Tang San enter.

After all, judging by Tang San's patch-covered clothes, he did not look wealthy. Even if he tried to extort him, he would not get more than a few Copper Spirit Coins.

Besides, if Tang San really possessed Innate Full Soul Power, then he only needed to attach a spirit ring to become a Spirit Master. Once he became a Spirit Master, even if his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, he would not be someone the gatekeeper could afford to provoke. It was not worth offending him over a few Copper Spirit Coins.

And if the Spirit Hall certificate was forged, then they would inevitably be thrown out. It would not be too late to do anything then.

After what had happened with Mo Hui, the young gatekeeper had matured considerably.

Tang San, meanwhile, let out a sigh of relief. Seeing the gatekeeper's expression just now, he had thought the man meant them harm. He had not expected it to be merely a routine inspection. As expected of Nuoding Academy—even a gatekeeper possessed such high standards.

After entering Nuoding Academy, Tang San was about to find someone to ask for directions when a somewhat hoarse voice called out to him.

"Kid, wait!"

Tang San turned around and discovered that an ordinary-looking, slightly thin middle-aged man of average height had somehow appeared behind them.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back. As his somewhat weary eyes opened and closed, his whole person seemed dispirited and languid.

But in Tang San's eyes, Yu Xiaogang now exuded a special aura that made him feel considerably more favorable toward him.

For some reason, as Tang San looked into Yu Xiaogang's confident eyes, which were fixed upon him, he felt as though everything about him had been seen through by the man before him.

"Teacher, is there something you need?" Tang San asked in confusion after hearing the man call him over.

"Teacher? Hehe, I am not a teacher. You may call me Grandmaster. Everyone else does."

Yu Xiaogang shamelessly flattered himself.

"Oh, Grandmaster, is there something you need?"

Tang San continued asking.

Yu Xiaogang did not answer Tang San's question directly. Instead, he asked, "I heard the gatekeeper say that your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and that you possess Innate Full Soul Power?"

"Yes, that's right."

Tang San had no intention of hiding it. Spirit Hall had helped awaken his martial soul, so anyone could find out its information with a simple check.

His true secret was the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand, as well as his identity as the possessor of Twin Martial Souls.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang smiled confidently, bent down close to Tang San's ear, and lowered his voice. "You should have a second martial soul, right?"

The moment those words fell, Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted, and his left wrist quietly lifted.

However, Tang San did not immediately fire the hidden weapon concealed in his wrist. First, this was not an appropriate place to kill someone. Second, he was waiting for what Yu Xiaogang would say next.

Completely unaware that he had already taken a trip to death's door, Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San's expression and assumed that the boy had been intimidated by his words. He immediately pressed his advantage and began sweet-talking Tang San.

After all, geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power were hard to find, let alone a child who might possess the rare Twin Martial Souls.

If he missed this child, then Yu Xiaogang's theories might never gain public recognition for the rest of his life.

Meanwhile, after finishing another book, Mo Hui walked out of the library and prepared to head to that small mountain peak to cultivate.

Although a Spirit Master's level would not continue increasing after reaching Level 10 without obtaining a spirit ring, that did not mean the Soul Power cultivated would disappear. Instead, it would emerge when the spirit ring was absorbed, so continuing to cultivate was not useless.

However, when Mo Hui neared the academy gate, he saw a child dressed in patch-covered clothes suddenly drop to his knees before Yu Xiaogang with a thud. This unexpected scene naturally caught Mo Hui's attention.

Could this child be Tang San?

Watching the scene, Mo Hui thought to himself.

It was currently the time for new students to register, and with Yu Xiaogang's arrogant personality, he would absolutely never pay attention to an ordinary child.

That made the child's identity obvious. He was Tang San, the protagonist of the Douluo Continent novel!

Thinking of this, Mo Hui could not help rubbing his chin. He vaguely remembered that when Tang San had first arrived at the academy, Yu Xiaogang had talked him into submission, making Tang San kneel and take him as his master.

It seemed the plot had not changed much after all. This butterfly was still not strong enough.

Tang San respectfully kowtowed three times to Yu Xiaogang, then said, "Teacher, please accept me as your disciple!"

After Yu Xiaogang's round of sweet talk, Tang San had already been completely won over.

At that moment, in Tang San's heart, Yu Xiaogang seemed like an omniscient sage. If he could cultivate under Yu Xiaogang, then his future would be limitless.

Seeing Tang San suddenly kneel and request to become his disciple, Yu Xiaogang was initially stunned. But once he recovered, he immediately rejoiced inwardly.

Yu Xiaogang revealed a satisfied smile, bent down to pull Tang San to his feet, and said, "Silly boy, why kowtow when taking a master? Don't you know that is a gesture reserved only for rulers and parents? A bow is all you need."

However, the twenty-nine years of education from his previous life had long been carved deep into Tang San's heart.

Not only did Tang San refuse, he instead said solemnly, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. You deserve my kneeling."

"A teacher for a day, a father for life. Good, good. It seems I truly did not choose wrong."

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat moved by those words. There were not many children who valued loyalty and affection so deeply. It seemed this child would definitely help him prove to the world that his theories were correct.

At that moment, Mo Hui, who was passing by, merely gave them a brief glance before heading toward the mountain peak where he cultivated.

If he had been the protagonist of another novel, he might have mocked Yu Xiaogang a few times at this point. But Mo Hui would not do something so meaningless.

Right now, Yu Xiaogang was practically a god in Tang San's heart. If Mo Hui dared say a single bad word about Yu Xiaogang, he would probably be courting death.

Mo Hui did not want to offend Tang San for no reason. The man had protagonist's luck on his side, which made him troublesome.

Because of his experiences in the Tang Sect in his previous life, Tang San was simply too starved for affection. Give him even a little warmth, and he would become utterly devoted.

Tang Hao treated him so poorly that an ordinary child might not even have survived, yet Tang San harbored not the slightest resentment. He had even taken the initiative to care for Tang Hao's daily needs, solely because Tang Hao was his father.

"Teacher, who is he...?"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang's expression had darkened somewhat, Tang San could not help asking.

"Hmph! Ignore him. He is just an insignificant person. In the future, you and he will not be on the same level."

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.

Originally, Yu Xiaogang had looked down on Mo Hui. But after Mo Hui displayed his talent, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt that Mo Hui was not so bad after all.

So Yu Xiaogang had sought out Mo Hui and wanted to take him as his disciple. Naturally, just as expected, Mo Hui refused him.

This made Yu Xiaogang feel extremely humiliated. As the world's foremost master of martial soul theory, he had been willing to accept a mere Innate Level 3 Spirit Power child as his disciple. That was supposed to be an honor, yet Mo Hui had dared refuse?

But as Mo Hui's displayed talent grew stronger and stronger, Yu Xiaogang began entertaining the thought again. After all, Mo Hui possessed a detached Beast Spirit just like his own. What if—he meant, what if—Mo Hui succeeded?

But after taking Tang San as his disciple, that thought completely vanished. With a Twin Martial Souls possessor blessed with Innate Full Soul Power, why would he need trash with Innate Level 3 Spirit Power like Mo Hui?

"Oh."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang say that, Tang San nodded thoughtfully.