Crisis Resolved, Tang San Takes a Master!

No one knew of the storm of snark raging within Fu Shiyan's heart, and the atmosphere at the scene remained subtly tense.

Yu Xiaogang was the most bewildered of them all.

He had just taken a trip to the gates of hell, yet he had not even seen clearly where the murder weapon had come from or how it had vanished!

All he knew was that this six-year-old child before him had seemingly used some extremely concealed method to kill him, only for a Shadow Guard claiming to be from Spirit Hall to appear right afterward...

Then came the appearance of this mysterious silver-haired youth.

There was too much information, and his brain nearly crashed. Countless questions swirled in his mind:

Why did this child want to kill me?

What did he use? Who sent that Shadow Guard? Was it her...

And who was this silver-haired youth?

Then, without even summoning his Martial Soul, Fu Shiyan merely stirred his thoughts. Several seemingly ordinary yet incomparably tough dark-blue vines appeared out of thin air and shot forth with lightning speed, instantly binding the Spirit Hall Shadow Guard tightly!

The Soul Power contained within the vines not only restrained his movements, but also suppressed the Soul Power throughout his body until it was difficult to circulate.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Only now did the stunned Yu Xiaogang suddenly come back to his senses, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat!

As for Tang San, seeing Fu Shiyan subdue a Shadow Guard who was at least a Soul Ancestor so effortlessly, he was filled with admiration:

Master was Master. Even his basic use of a Martial Soul far exceeded my imagination.

At the same time, he could not help recalling the first Spirit Skill, Entanglement, which he had needed to rely on a Spirit Ring to activate in the simulation!

Compared with Fu Shiyan's casual yet far more exquisite restraint, it was simply crude beyond measure.

Thinking of how he had actually acknowledged Yu Xiaogang as his master in the simulation and revered him like a god, the corner of his mouth could not help twitching. His contempt for Yu Xiaogang's stupidity and incompetence, along with that killing intent, deepened even further.

In reality, Fu Shiyan did not kill him. He merely restrained the Shadow Guard and asked in an even tone:

"May I ask why this friend from Spirit Hall attacked a six-year-old child?"

Though bound, the Shadow Guard did not panic. He merely replied in a muffled voice, distorted somewhat through his mask:

"Your Excellency is powerful, but I advise you not to meddle in other people's affairs.

I was merely following orders from above and was responsible for protecting Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's safety.

Just now, that child first attempted to assassinate Grandmaster Yu with an extremely strange weapon. I was only fulfilling my duty by intervening."

The moment those words fell, everyone's gaze immediately converged on Tang San, whom Old Jack had instinctively shielded behind him!

Old Jack had no idea what had happened. With his eyesight, he had not seen the clash that had taken place in those lightning-fast moments.

Now, hearing the Shadow Guard accuse the well-behaved and sensible Tang San in his eyes of attempting to assassinate a Lord Soul Master, he was frightened out of his wits. Trembling, he shielded Tang San even more tightly behind him and hurriedly explained:

"R-Respected Lord Soul Masters! Could there be some mistake?

Xiao San... how could Xiao San possibly do something like that?

He's the most well-behaved child! Besides, he isn't even a Soul Master yet!"

His voice was full of panic and urgency as he tried to defend Tang San.

Yu Xiaogang also frowned tightly. Although he had learned of Tang San's talent from Spirit Hall and laid plans to take him as a disciple, he believed the matter had been secret. Tang San could not possibly have known, much less tried to kill him because of it.

He could not make sense of the child's motive at all.

Tang San knew he could not let Old Jack continue worrying over him. He gently freed himself from Old Jack's grasp and walked out calmly.

He first looked at Fu Shiyan, his tone carrying just the right amount of panic and respect:

"M-Master... Senior! I had no intention of harming this teacher!

It's just that...

It's just that I found this weapon by accident, and I have no idea how to operate it!

I don't know what happened just now, but it suddenly fired on its own!"

He then turned to Yu Xiaogang, bowed slightly, and forced down the coldness in his eyes as he put on an apologetic expression:

"I'm sorry, teacher.

I... I truly don't know why that thing suddenly fired. I don't know how to use it either."

There were flaws everywhere in his explanation, but paired with his six-year-old appearance and "frightened" expression, it could barely pass.

After all, who would believe that a six-year-old child would meticulously plot to murder an academy teacher he had never met?

Knowing he was no match for Fu Shiyan, and seeing that Yu Xiaogang had no intention of pursuing the matter, the Shadow Guard seized the opportunity to give himself an out:

"Since it was a misunderstanding, Your Excellency can release me now, correct?

Rest assured, since it was a misunderstanding, I will not lower myself to argue with a six-year-old child."

After saying that, he looked toward Yu Xiaogang and waited for him to state his position.

Yu Xiaogang had already guessed the Shadow Guard's origins and understood that he needed to make a statement to settle the matter.

Suppressing the shock and suspicion in his heart, as well as a trace of displeasure at having been used, he resumed that gloomy, deliberately arrogant posture and slowly nodded.

"That's right. Since it was a misunderstanding, let us leave it at that."

At his words, Fu Shiyan stirred his thoughts, and the Blue Silver Vines binding the Shadow Guard receded like a tide, vanishing into nothingness.

The Shadow Guard gave Tang San and Fu Shiyan a deep look, then his figure flashed and disappeared into the shadows once more.

Yu Xiaogang's mind raced. He keenly noticed that the Martial Soul Fu Shiyan had used seemed to be Blue Silver Grass or a variation of it, setting alarm bells ringing in his heart.

He hurried forward and cupped his hands toward Fu Shiyan, his tone carrying a measure of deliberate gratitude:

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for intervening in time. Otherwise, a misunderstanding might have nearly led to disaster.

If Your Excellency has nothing else to do, I will take this child to complete his enrollment procedures first."

He could not wait to send Fu Shiyan away, afraid that this mysterious expert, who might also be proficient in Blue Silver Grass, would disrupt his grand plan of taking a disciple.

Yet Fu Shiyan could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids, completely ignoring Yu Xiaogang.

In his previous life, he had already deeply despised such vain and cowardly people who stole knowledge while considering themselves extraordinary. Now, he was even less inclined to exchange empty pleasantries with him.

Seeing this, Tang San understood Yu Xiaogang's calculations even more clearly and immediately said to Old Jack:

"Grandpa Jack, since everything is fine now, I can handle the enrollment myself in a while. You should head back first. Thank you for your trouble today."

After seeing off the worried Old Jack, Yu Xiaogang saw that Fu Shiyan had no intention of leaving. His expression became even uglier, but he did not dare provoke him again. He could only force himself to walk toward Tang San and squeeze out what he thought was a kind smile.

"Hello, you're called Xiao San, correct?

That misunderstanding must have frightened you. Don't be afraid.

You're here to enroll today, right? Come, this teacher will take you to complete the procedures."

As he spoke, he reached out, intending to grab Tang San's hand.

How could Tang San let him have his way?

Suppressing the urge to chop off that hand directly, he shifted aside to avoid it, his tone icy cold:

"No need! I can do it myself!"

After saying that, he did not give Yu Xiaogang another glance and quickly walked toward Fu Shiyan, who was preparing to leave.

Under Yu Xiaogang's astonished gaze, Tang San arrived before Fu Shiyan. Without the slightest hesitation, he dropped to both knees with a thud, his voice clear and resolute:

"Master! Please accept me as your disciple!!"

Before his words had even faded, he had already slammed his forehead to the ground in a kowtow, his movements crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Fu Shiyan: "..."