Enrolling at Notting Academy, Stealing Tang San's Opportunity! (Please Keep Reading)

Notting Academy.

Gatekeeper Paul was dozing listlessly when a gentle voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Big Brother Paul, don't tire yourself out standing guard. This cup of water is for you."

Looking closely, he saw a six- or seven-year-old child walking over.

Paul accepted the cup and patted his shoulder.

"Xiao Zhou, you're a noble Soul Master now, yet you still bring me water all the time. You really shouldn't."

Lu Duzhou smiled shyly.

"Big Brother Paul, I only got into the academy last year because you brought me here and showed me the way. Otherwise, I would have delayed the Village Head for quite some time."

"You were the first person in Notting City to help me. Of course I'll remember your kindness."

"No matter what, I'm still a farmer's son. I always will be. I don't think I'm more noble than anyone else."

Hearing this, Paul could not help but sigh.

"Xiao Zhou, you really are the most polite and sensible child I've ever met."

"You're not like the other students in the academy. Not one of them has ever looked us ordinary people in the eye."

After saying that, he felt somewhat ashamed.

He had once been influenced by the academy's atmosphere as well, and had looked down on Villagers somewhat.

After spending time with Lu Duzhou a few times, he had gradually seen his own former self in the little fellow and found something he had been missing.

After correcting his attitude, the Dean had even praised him once.

Perhaps within the next two years, he would be transferred to a better post and receive improved treatment.

As the two chatted, an elder and a child approached.

Paul took the initiative to step forward and ask.

"Elder, are you bringing your Grandson here to enroll?"

As the gatekeeper of Notting Academy, Paul was indeed considered fairly high-status in the eyes of ordinary people.

After all, he interacted directly with noble Soul Masters.

Old Jack habitually smiled humbly.

"You misunderstand, Little Brother. He isn't my Grandson. We're from Holy Soul Village. I'm the Village Head, Old Jack, and this child is Tang San, the Work-Study Student our village is sending this year. Could you tell us what procedures we need to complete?"

As he spoke, he took out the certificate issued by Spirit Hall's deacon, Su Yuntao, and handed it to Paul.

When Paul saw the certificate, his eyes widened in shock.

"Innate Full Soul Power, but his Martial Soul is actually the Waste Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?!"

Old Jack hurriedly said.

"This certificate is real. We certainly aren't trying to deceive you."

Paul smiled.

"Village Head Old Jack, don't worry. I'm only surprised and regretful. I don't doubt you."

After a pause, he looked at Tang San and said.

"You have Innate Full Soul Power. Even though it's a Waste Martial Soul, you're already luckier than most people."

"You only need to obtain one more Soul Ring to become a Soul Master above Level Ten."

He pointed at Lu Duzhou, who was walking over, and continued speaking to Tang San.

"This is Xiao Zhou, your Senior Student. His Innate Soul Power is only Half-level Innate Soul Power. Who knows how many years it will take him to reach Level Ten."

"Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, while Xiao Zhou's Martial Soul is a patch of land. Both count as Waste Martial Souls."

"But he hasn't given up, so you should work even harder!"

As he spoke, he handed the certificate in his hand to Lu Duzhou.

"Perfect timing, Xiao Zhou. Take this Junior Student to handle his enrollment procedures, then show him around the academy."

Old Jack hurriedly smiled.

"That's wonderful! Xiao San, hurry and thank them."

Tang San stared blankly at the scene, temporarily at a loss for words.

He had not expected a mere gatekeeper to show him concern like that of a father and teacher.

Even the gatekeepers had such high character. Was this the foundation of a Soul Master Academy!?

Lu Duzhou smiled at Tang San.

"Junior Student Tang San, come with me!"

Coming back to his senses, Tang San hurriedly thanked Paul, then bade Old Jack farewell.

After following Lu Duzhou's footsteps, he could not help but ask.

"Senior Student, is your Innate Soul Power really only half a level? Didn't they say the minimum was Level One Innate Soul Power?"

Lu Duzhou smiled.

"That's right. My Innate Soul Power is only half a level."

"Fifty years ago, the lowest Innate Soul Power truly was Level One."

"But later, a Soul Master named Yu Xiaogang appeared. His Innate Soul Power was only half a level, yet he has now become a Level Twenty-Nine Soul Grandmaster."

"Now, that Soul Master is a Teacher at our academy."

"If he can become a Soul Grandmaster, I believe I can surpass him. I can become a Soul Elder, or even a Title Douluo!"

"Tang San, I've always believed that people need dreams. What do you think?"

Tang San suddenly felt his blood boil.

Remembering Su Yuntao's evaluation of his Waste Martial Soul, Tang San could not help clenching his fists.

"Senior Student, you're right! I want to become a Title Douluo too!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been following behind them, could finally no longer hold back.

When Tang San appeared, he happened to be passing by and heard Gatekeeper Paul's startled cry.

When he learned that Tang San's Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass and that he possessed Innate Full Soul Power, he immediately guessed that this was a genius with Twin Martial Souls.

In a place as small as this, a genius of such caliber was truly impossible to come by.

He himself had no hope of making further breakthroughs.

He could only prove that he was not worthless by taking a disciple and using the student's strength.

But there had been too many people around earlier, and afterward Tang San had Lu Duzhou beside him, so he decided to follow Tang San first and wait for an opportunity to appear with the bearing of an expert.

Yet he had not expected Lu Duzhou to expose all his embarrassing history.

He had even said that he could surpass him and become a Title Douluo.

What utter bullshit!

He was the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Only by relying on his clan's resources had he reached Level Twenty-Nine.

Lu Duzhou was a farmer's son who had now become an Orphan, with nothing to his name. He was nothing but trash.

It was absolutely impossible for him to cultivate to Level Ten.

He immediately quickened his pace, approached the two of them, and gave a light cough.

Lu Duzhou had actually noticed him long ago. Seeing him reveal himself, he immediately spoke first.

"Master Yu, why are you here?"

"Tang San, this is the Teacher I told you about, the one with Half-level Innate Soul Power. He's over forty this year and has already reached Level Twenty-Nine."

"Master Yu is my role model!"

Hearing Lu Duzhou expose his shortcomings, Yu Xiaogang burned with anger, but he could only swallow it.

He looked at Tang San.

"Come with me. I want to speak with you alone."

Tang San hesitated, glanced at the stern flat-top middle-aged man, then looked at Lu Duzhou.

Lu Duzhou smiled.

"Tang San, Master Yu might have something good to give you. Hurry and go!"

A moment later, Yu Xiaogang brought Tang San to an empty corner nearby.

In order to quickly establish an unfathomable image, Yu Xiaogang made a shocking statement.

"Tang San, you have Twin Martial Souls, don't you?!"

The moment he said this, alarm bells rang in Tang San's heart.

When Tang Hao left, he had told him that the secret of Twin Martial Souls must never be known to outsiders.

This man had chosen the Path to Death!

[Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record General Outline, Article Three: Once you determine that an opponent is an enemy, if he has chosen the Path to Death, show no mercy. Otherwise, you will only bring yourself needless trouble.]

Tang San lowered his head, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes. The mechanism of the Silent Sleeve Arrow beneath his clothes activated.