Tigers and leopards travel alone; hyenas move in packs

Yu Xiaogang paid Yun Feng no mind. There was simply no need to. After seeing that he only had Innate Soul Power of level one, he did not even bother looking at his Martial Soul.

Trash like that would only be worthless even if he came to study at the academy.

After walking some distance away, Yun Feng looked back toward where Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were and suddenly heard Yu Xiaogang's faint voice.

"Your certificate from Spirit Hall has your name on it. You're called Tang San, right?"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang in confusion before saying:

"Grandmaster, didn't I just tell you?"

Seeing this, Yun Feng could not help grumbling inwardly.

Is this what they call the convergence of worldlines?

Even so, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang still ended up together.

Also, Tang San had lived for so long in his previous life, so why did all that life experience seem to vanish after he became a child? How could he fall for such a simple line of questioning?

Yun Feng did not want to listen to the rest.

The result would be the same anyway.

Yun Feng shook his head and did not dwell on it. Instead, he headed straight to the place Yu Xiaogang had pointed out to register.

After wandering around for a while, Yun Feng discovered that although Yu Xiaogang had pointed him in roughly the right direction, he had been far off. Left with no choice, Yun Feng found a student in the academy and asked a few questions before heading toward the academic affairs office.

After arriving at the academic affairs office, Yun Feng quickly completed his registration under a teacher's guidance. Once he collected the money and received his school uniform, he was done.

As for lodging, as usual, he would be staying with the work-study students.

After paying his tuition, Yun Feng had no money left to pay for lodging or anything else.

Still, unlike the work-study students, Yun Feng did not need to clean or do chores.

After finishing everything, Yun Feng was just about to return to the dormitory when he saw Yu Xiaogang arriving at the academic affairs office, already holding Tang San's hand.

Yun Feng was stunned. Wasn't the pace at which their relationship had warmed up a little too fast?

However, thinking of his system, Yun Feng slickly greeted Yu Xiaogang with congratulations.

"Hello, Grandmaster!"

After glancing at Yun Feng, Yu Xiaogang slightly puffed out his chest, seeming quite pleased. He nodded, then took Tang San to register.

Tang San was not surprised to see Yun Feng. He merely said:

"Wait for me. I'll go back with you too."

They were from the same village, their Martial Souls were both Blue Silver Grass, and Grandpa Jack had taken good care of him. Most importantly, he did not find this little brat before him all that annoying.

Yun Feng looked at Tang San, somewhat unable to figure out what he was thinking, but he did not make an enemy of him. He simply smiled in response.

Before he had fully grown, he had neither the standing nor the strength to do whatever he wanted. Nor could he afford to make enemies.

Fortunately, with Yu Xiaogang there, Tang San's registration did not take long. However, when everyone saw the Martial Soul certificate in Tang San's hand, their gazes became utterly shocked and strange.

They simply could not understand how a genius and a piece of trash could appear in the same person.

And when they looked at Yu Xiaogang beside Tang San, their eyes carried more or less a trace of pity, though none of them said anything.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had spent so long at the academy without having to do anything, yet still lived quite comfortably. More importantly, he was friends with the dean. He was not someone they could afford to offend.

Once everything was done, Yu Xiaogang did not head to the dormitory with Tang San and Yun Feng. After briefly giving Tang San a few instructions, he left.

After seeing Yu Xiaogang leave, Yun Feng felt a flicker of curiosity and asked Tang San directly:

"Tang San, what did you and Grandmaster go do just now?"

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Tang San's face. He looked at Yun Feng seriously and said:

"Nothing much. Grandmaster just accepted me as his disciple."

After saying that, Tang San seemed to feel it was not quite appropriate, so he added:

"It's fine. In the future, I can tell you some of the basic knowledge Grandmaster teaches me."

Yun Feng had no idea how to respond and could only nod.

Although he did not know what screw Tang San had loose, Yun Feng was honestly quite eager for Yu Xiaogang's knowledge.

Yu Xiaogang's theories might be absurd and had fooled who knew how many ignorant ordinary Spirit Masters, but he was still quite knowledgeable about certain matters in the Spirit Master world.

In other words, one could question his research, but not his skills as a Knowledge Tailor!

Soon, Tang San and Yun Feng arrived at their dormitory. It was called Dorm Seven.

Without money to pay for lodging, they could only stay here.

Dorm Seven was the work-study student dormitory, and there was only one such dormitory.

In truth, Yun Feng's situation was quite rare. Spirit Masters were already few in number, and for a village to receive one quota a year was already the limit.

After all, an ordinary village might not produce even a single Spirit Master in ten or twenty years.

That was why things had turned out this way. As for students who could afford the registration fee, their families generally would not lack the little bit of money needed for lodging.

Among the seven student dormitories at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Dorm Seven had the worst conditions.

After all, the academy was not a charity.

Although work-study students had their tuition waived, their treatment could not possibly be the same as that of other students.

Furthermore, Dorm Seven was the only dormitory with students of mixed ages. Regardless of age, nearly all work-study students lived here.

The moment Yun Feng and Tang San entered, they felt everyone's eyes turn toward them.

And all of them looked a little older than Yun Feng and Tang San.

Unlike Tang San, Yun Feng was not so aloof. He stepped forward with a smile, greeted them directly, and introduced himself:

"Hello, everyone. My name is Yun Feng. I'm from Holy Soul Village. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I have Innate Soul Power of level one!"

Yun Feng spoke beautifully, leaving this group of not very old children momentarily stunned. They had originally wanted to teach him the rules, but now the words stuck in their throats.

Blue Silver Grass with Innate Soul Power of level one—how could they possibly challenge him to a fight? That would be too unreasonable.

And if they did, would that not make them just like the noble students who usually bullied them?

Besides, Yun Feng's little frame looked like it could not take a beating.

Their attention shifted away. Yun Feng was safe for now.

After seeing Yun Feng introduce himself like that, Tang San copied him and said:

"Tang San. Blue Silver Grass. Innate Full Soul Power."

When it came to ordinary children, Tang San did not want to say even half a sentence more.

After all, tigers and leopards traveled alone; hyenas moved in packs.

He did not think he could learn anything from these people.