The Great Master Appears, Tang Yin: With Me Here, Don't Even Think About Tricking My Little Brother!

"Know fear now, do you?"

Tang Yin stopped in his tracks, looking back with a wicked smirk curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Just a moment ago, you kept insisting we were faking things, insulting us brothers, and even slandering Old Jack. You've caused our fragile hearts immense trauma."

"And now, you think a simple apology will settle it?"

The gatekeeper asked with a mournful face.

"Then... then what do you want?"

"What do I want?"

Tang Yin let go of him, leisurely brushing off non-existent dust, and flashed a "devilish" smile.

"I don't want much!"

"It's just that Deacon Su Yuntao said it himself: if my brother and I ever ran into any trouble, we could go find him."

"Tell me, once we've obtained our first soul rings and become official Spirit Masters, if we pay a visit to the branch of the Martial Soul Hall and happen to mention that a gatekeeper at Notting Academy insisted the Innate Full Soul Power certificate issued by the Deacon himself was a fake..."

"How do you think the Deacon would react? And as for the Academy, how would they deal with a gatekeeper who dared to question the authority of the Martial Soul Hall and slander geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power?"

With every word Tang Yin spoke, the gatekeeper's face turned a shade paler, cold sweat breaking out across his brow.

He was already starting to believe that Tang Yin truly possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

And that other one, Tang San, was likely the same!

If these two young masters really did that in the future.

His job as a gatekeeper would be finished!

"I was wrong! Young masters, both of you! It was this lowly one who was blind and looked down on people!"

"Please, just tell me what I must do for you to spare me!"

"I will do whatever you say!"

The gatekeeper's face was twisted in misery as he bowed repeatedly, his tone humble to the extreme.

"It's simple!"

Tang Yin beamed, holding up two fingers and rubbing them together.

"Emotional trauma, mental damages—get it?"

The gatekeeper froze for a moment before realizing what he meant; his face twitched, his heart bleeding.

Trembling, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a small coin purse, and poured out a few shimmering silver coins. He counted them over and over, handing over five of them with a pained expression.

"Young masters... please accept this small token to calm your nerves and buy some snacks..."

Tang Yin took them without hesitation and weighed them in his hand; five Silver Soul Coins, heavy and solid.

In this world, a single Silver Soul Coin was enough for an ordinary family to live on for several days.

He nodded in satisfaction, tucked the money away, and patted the gatekeeper on the shoulder.

"That's more like it! Keep your eyes peeled in the future and don't be so arrogant!"

The gatekeeper wore a smile uglier than a cry, but he could only nod in agreement and hurriedly opened the iron gate.

"Young masters, please, come in!"

"Let's go! Old Jack, Little San, let's move!"

After pocketing the five Silver Soul Coins, Tang Yin turned around, quite satisfied, and waved to Tang San and Old Jack.

Watching Tang Yin's performance—not only forcing the gatekeeper to apologize but also extracting five Silver Soul Coins as compensation—Old Jack was left dumbfounded.

Beside him, Tang San looked at his older brother, his heart filled with admiration and pride.

This is my big brother, Tang San!

Not only does he possess the Tang Sect's supreme arts, the Purple Demon Eye and the Mysterious Jade Hand, but he is also so witty and capable!

In the future, under my big brother's leadership.

Our Tang Sect will surely reach new heights in this world!

However, just as Tang Yin was about to lead Old Jack and Tang San into Notting Academy.

Behind a flower bed not far away.

A figure who had been eavesdropping could no longer sit still.

"Wait!"

From not far away, a middle-aged man walked over with his hands behind his back. He wore a black scholar's robe, had a thin build, a buzz cut, a stubbly face, and a rigid expression.

"Master, you've returned?"

Upon seeing the middle-aged man—or rather, the "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang—the gatekeeper immediately put on a fawning smile.

To this, Yu Xiaogang merely let out a cold snort.

"Let this be the last time, do you understand?"

"If there is a next time, I will report your conduct to the academy!"

Having said that, Yu Xiaogang turned to Old Jack and requested to see the Martial Soul certificates for Tang Yin and Tang San.

Tang San was momentarily taken aback by Yu Xiaogang's sudden appearance.

Tang Yin, however, was not intimidated in the slightest. Instead, he scrutinized this famous "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang—a man who hadn't even broken through to level thirty by the age of fifty—with a rather strange look in his eyes.

This Gangzi fellow looks quite ordinary, his strength is abysmal, and his personality is sullen and withdrawn.

How on earth did he manage to make Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fall so deeply for him—one willing to betray Martial Soul Hall, and the other waiting for him for twenty years?

Tang Yin couldn't help but scratch his head, finding it utterly incomprehensible.

But with him here, there was no way this Gangzi was going to hoodwink his younger brother, Tang San!

After examining the Martial Soul certificates of Tang Yin and Tang San, a flicker of fervor flashed through Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He forced himself to remain calm and spoke to Old Jack.

"Old sir, the Martial Soul certificates for these two children are genuine."

"On behalf of the academy, I apologize to you. Please, leave these two children to me!"

Old Jack was immensely grateful. Believing Yu Xiaogang to be a teacher at the academy, he intended to entrust Tang Yin and Tang San to him for registration.

He himself was planning to return to Holy Soul Village.

Otherwise, if he returned too late, he would have to stay overnight in Nuoding City.

And in Nuoding City, even the cheapest inn charged prices that made Old Jack's heart ache.

"Xiao Yin, Xiao San, follow this Master inside to register."

"Grandpa is heading back now!"

After waving goodbye to Tang Yin and Tang San, Old Jack leaned on his cane and turned to leave.

Tang Yin curled his lip, then led his younger brother, Tang San, into Notting Academy behind Yu Xiaogang.

This time, because Tang Yin had already dealt with the gatekeeper, Yu Xiaogang did not need to intervene.

Consequently, Tang San felt no particular curiosity toward Yu Xiaogang and, like Tang Yin, simply looked around Notting Academy with interest.

Noticing that both children remained silent and didn't even bother to ask about his background, Yu Xiaogang felt a bit awkward and helpless, forcing him to clear his throat and speak first.

"You two little ones, your names are Tang Yin and Tang San, are you brothers?"

"Yes, teacher!"

Tang San replied very politely.

"Hmm... Innate Full Soul Power Blue Silver Grass, and a mutated hand-type Martial Soul..."

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang feigned a sigh and suddenly remarked.

"The two of you must possess Twin Martial Souls, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression shifted instantly. His eyes turned sharp, and a hint of killing intent flashed through his heart.

How could this guy know that my big brother and I have Twin Martial Souls?

This is a secret between my big brother and me.

This flat-topped fellow actually knows our secret; he has truly invited his own death!

However, since they were at Notting Academy, Tang San suppressed the killing intent in his heart, deciding not to admit it yet and see what Yu Xiaogang had to say.

"What Twin Martial Souls? This teacher, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"My big brother's and my Martial Souls are indeed just Blue Silver Grass and a mutated hand-type Martial Soul. As for why we have Innate Full Soul Power, we find it quite mysterious ourselves."