Encounter at the Academy

Upon hearing this, Tang San's face immediately broke into a smile, Ah Yin also breathed a sigh of relief, and Tang Hao let out a long sigh of relief, his whole body relaxing.

"That's more like it!" Tang Hao patted Fu Shiyan on the shoulder and said:

"Brother Fu, if you need anything in the future, just let me know! My life, Tang Hao's life, is yours!"

Fu Shiyan looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, but didn't reply.

He looked down at the wooden box in his hand, thinking to himself—

He really couldn't use this set of Spirit Bone.

He had already manifested a complete set of Spirit Bone, each piece being at the 100,000-year level, and of no less quality than this one.

There's no use keeping this piece of Ah Yin's Spirit Bone.

We'll have to talk about that later.

Perhaps, once the Xiao San grows a bit more, this Spirit Bone will have other uses.

He put the wooden box away and looked up at Tang San's family.

Seeing that he had taken back the Spirit Bone, Tang Hao felt much more relaxed, and only then did he remember his important matter:

"By the way, Brother Fu, where are you planning to go?"

Tang San also realized what was happening and quickly asked:

"Yes, Master, where are you going?"

Fu Shiyan looked at them and replied:

"Let's go check on the Beichen Academy. The agreed delivery date is approaching soon, I want to see how the construction is going."

He paused, looked at the three of them, and said:

"Brother Tang, would you like to travel together?"

Tang San nodded immediately and replied:

"Yes, yes! Master, I want to go and see too!"

Tang Hao and Ah Yin exchanged a glance, then nodded together.

Ah Yin smiled and said:

"Let's go take a look together. After all, Xiao San will be going to school there later."

Tang Hao nodded, without saying anything more.

The four of them then turned and headed towards the Beichen Academy.

With their own pace, the group arrived at their destination in less than half an hour.

The moment the building came into view, the four of them stopped in their tracks.

brilliant.

Majestic.

solemn.

This is the first word that comes to mind for anyone who sees this building.

The entire Academy was built against the mountain, with layers upon layers, arranged in a staggered and orderly manner.

With its blue bricks and gray tiles, flying eaves and bracket sets, carved beams and painted rafters, every detail exudes both antiquity and refinement. The main entrance is a tall archway, inscribed with four powerful characters—

Beichen Academy

Beyond the archway lies a wide bluestone avenue, flanked by neat corridors, and further in, there are layers of halls and pavilions.

Several tall towers can be vaguely seen in the distance, their spires pointing straight to the sky, gleaming faintly in the sunlight.

This architectural style is completely different from the Western castle-style buildings that can be seen everywhere in the Douluo Continent.

It is more understated, more profound, and more... charming.

Tang Hao and Ah Yin stared at the scene before them, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Tang Hao murmured:

"This... this is Academy? It's even more magnificent than the imperial palace!"

Ah Yin also exclaimed in admiration:

"This architectural style... is so unique. I've never seen anything like it before."

After saying that, she looked at Fu Shiyan and asked:

"Mr. Fu, I heard from Xiao San that you personally designed this Academy?"

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly and replied:

"It was indeed drawn by Mr. Fu himself."

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin's surprise deepened:

"I never imagined that you would not only be unparalleled in Soul Power cultivation across the continent, but also possess such admirable architectural design skills?"

Tang Hao nodded repeatedly, unusually agreeing:

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Fu, what's wrong with your brain?"

Fu Shiyan shook her head slightly and smiled calmly:

"It's just something I think about in my spare time."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and stepped forward, saying:

"Let's go in and take a look."

After he finished speaking, Tang Hao and the other two quickly followed.

At this moment, Tang San's heart was far from as calm as it appeared on the surface.

This architectural style...

He knew it all too well.

Those were memories from a past life, imprints of the world he once lived in.

Blue bricks and gray tiles, flying eaves and brackets, corridors and courtyards... every detail is exactly the same as the ancient buildings in his memory.

Although the location of the Beichen Academy was different from the one he had seen in his Simulation, and although the overall layout had been adjusted due to the change in location.

But the style, the charm, the essence—it's exactly the same.

He couldn't help but recall his past life.

Those memories, which seemed so distant, like something from a past life, now reappeared vividly before my eyes.

Master...

He looked at Fu Shiyan's retreating figure, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

Who exactly is my master?

Why was this style of architecture designed?

Is it a coincidence, or...?

He dared not think too deeply about it.

Ah Yin noticed her son's unusual behavior and asked softly:

"What's wrong, Xiao San?"

Tang San snapped out of his daze and shook his head:

"It's nothing, Mother. I just think... this Academy is really beautiful."

Ah Yin smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

The four of them stepped into the Academy.

The project was nearing completion, with only some repairs and finishing touches remaining. Workers were busy coming and going, working in an orderly manner.

Several people who looked like managers saw Fu Shiyan and quickly stepped forward to bow and report on the progress of the project.

As Fu Shiyan listened, she led the three of them inside.

Passing through the first courtyard, you arrive at the second courtyard, and further ahead is the main hall, which is nearing completion.

Just then--

"Tang Hao!"

A deep, resonant voice, like a thunderclap, came from ahead!

That voice carried an uncontrollable anger, a deep-seated hatred, and years of pent-up resentment!

The four of them stopped in their tracks and turned to look at the source of the sound.

A very robust old man was seen walking briskly from the direction of the main hall.

His face was as red as a jujube, and his short hair, as white as steel needles, stood up straight, exuding an unruly aura.

Her face was rosy, and her large, bright eyes were fixed on Tang Hao, her anger almost bursting forth.

His shoulders were extremely broad, and although the long robe he wore was very loose, his incredibly strong physique was still evident as he walked briskly.

Each step I took felt like it carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

The moment Tang Hao saw who it was, he froze.

His face first showed shock, then a complex expression, and finally—an undisguised look of guilt.

He murmured softly:

"Niu Gao ..."

Indeed, the visitor was none other than Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Defense Clan.

Before he finished speaking, Niu Gao had already rushed forward, looking as if he wanted to punch Tang Hao in the face!

Just then--

A figure even more robust than Niu Gao suddenly rushed in from the side!

The speed was so fast that it was hardly what one would expect from an elderly person.

He appeared like a moving mountain, instantly blocking the path between Niu Gao and Tang Hao, and shouted urgently in a gruff voice:

"Old Rhino! Calm down!"

Niu Gao was stopped by him, glaring angrily at Tang Hao, his chest heaving violently.

But after stopping Niu Gao, the burly figure suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Hao.

Tears welled up instantly in his cloudy old eyes.

"Owner!"

He shouted excitedly, his voice trembling:

"This old servant... this old servant has finally seen you again!"

Tang Hao looked at the familiar face before him, his expression showing even more surprise:

"Tai Tan? What are you doing here?"