Tang San: If You Do Not Forsake Me, I Am Willing to Acknowledge You as My Foster Father

Three months after the martial soul awakening, it was time to head to Notting Academy for school.

Old Jack had put on his best clothes well in advance, looking spirited and energetic as he arrived early to call for Ye Lin and Tang San to set off for Notting Academy together.

Tang Hao had, after all, followed the original plot by finding the Holy Soul Village chief, Old Jack, a day early to secure a work-study spot for Tang San.

This spot was one that Old Jack had begged from several neighboring villages; in any case, none of them had anyone capable of becoming a soul master.

Walking on the road away from Holy Soul Village, Ye Lin counted her points, calculating that she now had three hundred and sixty-two.

She possessed three opportunities for minor plot modifications.

For the past three months, Ye Lin had unfailingly used her daily modification quota, and just as unfailingly, she had completed her daily tasks. Although it was said to be changing the plot, in reality, it was just about messing with Tang San.

It was also because Ye Lin didn't like the look of Tang San; this person just didn't sit right with her.

For example, [Tang San used his forging hammer to strike the iron...]

Ye Lin silently changed the iron to a face.

The hammer in Tang San's hand was swung high. Even though he was clearly aiming for the red-hot iron block, he slammed it with a bang right into his own face.

He tumbled to the ground with a thud and didn't move again.

Ye Lin sighed at the time, thinking that Tang San's body was truly robust—he could just drop his head and fall asleep, unlike her, who sometimes couldn't fall asleep for ages while lying in bed.

Along the way, Tang San and Old Jack kept talking about things like soul masters. Ye Lin just followed silently, acting like a transparent person.

On one hand, she already knew everything, and on the other, she didn't want to make herself too conspicuous.

She preferred to frown, retreat behind the crowd, and stay low-profile, never making a move if she could avoid it.

Setting off in the morning, the trio finally entered Nuoding City in the afternoon and saw their destination, Notting Academy.

The three slowly arrived at the gate and, unsurprisingly, were blocked by a young guard.

There was a scene here where the Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, was supposed to make his entrance.

Old Jack hurriedly explained to the young guard that these two were work-study students and produced two certificates from Martial Soul Hall.

A flash of surprise appeared on the young guard's face.

His words were filled with mockery, "Two work-study students? And both have Innate Full Soul Power?"

"This certificate must be fake."

"Especially when one of them is a Blue Silver Grass? Since when could such a trash martial soul have soul power?"

"And from Holy Soul Village? It's just a beggar village."

"What did you say!" Old Jack flared up instantly. He let out a sharp shout at the young guard; Holy Soul Village was his pride.

"What are you yelling for!"

The young guard's temper flared up, and he reached out to shove Old Jack.

Ye Lin's gaze landed on Tang San. Just as the plot dictated, Tang San quickly stepped forward, raised his hand, and pushed the young guard, knocking him to the ground with a clatter, allowing him to make a strong impression.

However, what Ye Lin cared about wasn't this, but the imminent arrival of the Grandmaster.

The soft footsteps of the Grandmaster had already reached her ears. Ye Lin glanced back; this Grandmaster certainly looked the part, even if he was a bit of a fraud.

[Ding, new daily task issued: Modify Yu Xiaogang's plot. The greater the plot change, the higher the reward.]

If Tang San was the second most annoying person, then Yu Xiaogang was undoubtedly the first.

[Yu Xiaogang walked slowly toward the gate and shouted, "Alright, stop."]

Ye Lin looked at this sentence and pondered for a long time, not knowing how to proceed.

Changing "walk" to "crawl"? "Roll"? It didn't seem to have much effect. To make Yu Xiaogang lose face, there was only the young guard here, so it clearly wouldn't be much of a humiliation.

When she saw what Yu Xiaogang said, she suddenly had an idea. Language is an art.

Change "stop" to "go ahead."

The young guard, having been pushed down by Tang San, scrambled up quickly and charged straight at Tang San.

"Alright, go ahead."

A hoarse voice rang out. The young guard had already wanted to beat Tang San, and now, with Yu Xiaogang's support, he had no more reservations.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Tang San, and hoisted him up. With his right hand, he began to rain blows down on Tang San's backside.

One could only hear the constant sound of slap, slap, followed immediately by Tang San's wailing cries.

Even though Tang San had practiced some martial arts, he was, after all, only a six-year-old child. Having succeeded with a sneak attack earlier, how could he possibly have a second chance?

"Stop, stop,"

The young guard had landed dozens of slaps before Yu Xiaogang finally came to his senses and hurriedly shouted for him to stop.

For a moment, the young guard was also a bit confused, "Grandmaster, wasn't it you who told me to hit him? Why are you telling me to stop now?"

A flash of embarrassment crossed Yu Xiaogang's face; he didn't know why he had shouted "attack" when he clearly meant to shout "stop."

"Did I say 'attack' to mean you should hit him?"

"It was clearly your own misunderstanding, yet you blame me? This is simply preposterous!"

Ye Lin was quite amazed at Yu Xiaogang's shamelessness at this moment, as he had shifted the blame directly onto the gatekeeper.

"Leave these two children to me."

"Which one of you is Tang San?"

"I am."

While Ye Lin was still marveling at the scene, Yu Xiaogang quickly finished the handover with Old Jack and led Tang San into Notting Academy.

He was whispering something to Tang San on the sly, likely trying to sweet-talk Tang San into taking him as a master.

He was being extremely cautious while speaking, terrified that someone else might overhear.

"Xiao Lin, you should head in quickly too."

Old Jack said to Ye Lin with a chuckle.

"Grandpa Village Chief, be careful on your way back."

Ye Lin gave Old Jack a word of advice, then placed a Gold Soul Coin into his palm.

"This!"

Old Jack was startled, but before he could get a word out, Ye Lin had already dashed into the academy.

She was not short on money; if she didn't have limited carrying capacity, she could cause hyperinflation across the entire Douluo Continent if given enough time.

She only needed to simply change the "one" in [Ye Lin possesses one Gold Soul Coin] to "ten thousand."

The system wouldn't allow her to change it to "one hundred million," though.

Ye Lin had already discovered that the "influence" the system mentioned had a greater impact on strength, where she had no authority to make ordinary changes.

It had a smaller impact on money, where she possessed partial authority.

And for what a person chooses to do, she possessed full authority.

[Tang San takes Yu Xiaogang as his master...]

The plot content updated rapidly.

A sudden idea popped into Ye Lin's mind; she wondered if changing this would count as a major influence?

She silently changed the character for "master" into the character for "foster father."

After the two finished their conversation, Tang San felt that the Grandmaster before him was exactly the person he had been looking for.

He dropped to his knees before Yu Xiaogang with a thud and shouted loudly, "Tang San has drifted for six years, only regretting that I have not met a wise lord. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to take you as my foster father!"