The King of Hell is Easy to Please, the Minor Devils are Troublesome

Old Jack was very kind. Looking at the man in the guard uniform blocking his path, he took two spirit master certificates from his clothes and handed them to the guard with a polite, apologetic smile.

"Little brother, we have come from Holy Soul Village. These two children are the work-study students from our village this year, and they are here to register for school today."

Hearing Old Jack's words, the guard frowned, a look of disdain appearing on his face as he spoke in a mocking, sarcastic tone.

"Oh? A broken village can actually produce children who awaken soul power? A golden phoenix born in a straw nest, and two of them at that? Empty words are not enough; take out the spirit master certificates and let me see!"

Hearing the guard disparage Holy Soul Village, Old Jack felt a surge of anger, but since they were at the gates of the academy, he had to swallow his pride. He suppressed his indignation and took out the two certificates issued by Su Yuntao, handing them over to the guard.

The guard took Li Luo and Tang San's certificates casually, glanced at them with indifference, and spoke in a nasty tone.

"Oh, Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power? Hmph, and another unknown spherical martial soul, also Innate Full Soul Power? This is the biggest joke under the heavens. I've been a guard here for so many years and have never seen a student with Innate Full Soul Power, yet two show up today, and one is even a trash martial soul like Blue Silver Grass."

"I'm telling you, if you're going to forge certificates, at least put some effort into it!"

The guard tossed the two certificates toward Old Jack. Old Jack hurried to catch them, but his elderly body was not agile enough, and he failed to grab them.

Fortunately, Li Luo had been prepared. He secretly used Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon to catch the certificates steadily.

Seeing that the certificates were safe, Old Jack breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Li Luo's agile movements, a sense of pride welled up in his chest once more.

In truth, the guard knew these were certificates issued by Martial Soul Hall, but as the saying goes, it is easy to deal with the King of Hell, but hard to deal with his little demons. The guard's intentions were nothing more than wanting some "passing money."

However, the people of Holy Soul Village were simple and honest, and Old Jack was frugal and plain-living. Whether he understood these underhanded tactics or not, he would never pay this so-called toll.

"Our certificates were issued personally by the Great Spirit Master Su Yuntao of Martial Soul Hall. If you don't recognize them, we will go find someone from Martial Soul Hall to help us."

Just like in Li Luo's previous life, where the saying went "when in trouble, call the police," people on the Douluo Continent, when faced with bullying they couldn't handle, would first think of seeking justice from Martial Soul Hall.

Martial Soul Hall held an irreplaceable position in the hearts of ordinary people on the Douluo Continent.

Hearing that Old Jack was going to find someone from Martial Soul Hall, the guard panicked. He hadn't gained any benefits and was now risking trouble; feeling depressed and flustered, he spoke without thinking.

"What Holy Soul Village? I think it's more like Beggar Village."

When Old Jack heard this guard dare to insult his hometown, anger flared in his heart. He turned sharply and walked toward the guard, intending to demand an explanation.

"What did you say?"

Looking at the aggressive Old Jack, the guard's heart skipped a beat. Feeling a bit afraid, he reached out to push the approaching Old Jack away.

If an elderly man like Old Jack were pushed by this guard, he might lose his balance and even fall to the ground.

Falling for an elderly person is no small matter; one careless tumble could lead to serious injury.

But Li Luo would not stand by and watch Old Jack be bullied. Before the guard's hand could touch Old Jack, he stepped forward and swatted the guard's hand away.

"Hiss!" The guard felt a sharp pain, hurriedly pulled his hand back, shook it, and blew on it to ease the sting.

But his backbone was soft while his mouth remained hard. Seeing Li Luo dare to strike him, he flew into a rage.

"You dare hit me? A country bumpkin dares to be so presumptuous at Notting Academy!"

"Do you know who my father is? Be careful, or I'll make sure you can't attend school!"

The guard had been extorting students during enrollment for years, so he surely had some connections behind him.

But his threat was nine parts fake and one part real; he didn't actually have the power to prevent Li Luo from enrolling, he was merely posturing to intimidate him.

But the next moment, he regretted his arrogance.

Li Luo walked forward, and a yellow Century Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"Oh, what did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!"

Li Luo walked up and stared at the guard.

He did not like to use power to oppress others, but if someone dared to threaten him, Li Luo would never take it lying down; he would strike back.

"Ah? So you are a spirit master! Little brother, you should have said you were a noble spirit master earlier! Look at this mess; it's my fault. Please, come in! Welcome to Notting Academy!"

The guard, who had been arrogant and domineering just a moment ago, saw Li Luo's Century Soul Ring and changed his face as quickly as a chameleon.

He now regretted his short-sightedness. In a small place like Nuoding City, anyone who could absorb a century-old soul ring as their first ring was a genius among geniuses.

Even the son of the Nuoding City lord, Xiao Chenyu, only had a white first soul ring.

And Li Luo was still just a student who hadn't even enrolled yet.

The guard's mind raced, imagining Li Luo's background and status. He feared that he had offended a big shot, would lose his steady job as a guard, or even be stuffed into a sack at night and thrown into the wilderness to feed soul beasts.

This was the reason for his drastic change in attitude after seeing Li Luo's century-old soul ring.

Old Jack naturally knew that Li Luo had become a spirit master; this was what Li Luo had told him.

But Old Jack did not ask where Li Luo's soul ring came from. He only knew that his grandson (even if adopted) had become a noble spirit master, the first one from Holy Soul Village in so many years.

He felt proud of Li Luo.

At this point, the guard dared not block Li Luo and Tang San from entering the academy, and as for asking for benefits, he didn't have the guts.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao San, after you enter Notting Academy, study hard, don't get into conflicts with classmates, and listen to your teachers."

"Xiao Luo, your personality is steady, and Xiao San is shy; take care of him more and don't let others bully him."

In Old Jack's eyes, Tang San had been a quiet child who kept to himself, acting like a mute gourd all day long. He was incredibly introverted and only ever played well with Li Luo, leaving the old man deeply worried that Tang San's personality would lead to him being bullied at school.

But in reality, it would be a kindness if Tang San didn't bully others.

"You are your grandfather's pride, and the pride of Holy Soul Village!"

A grandson traveling a thousand miles brings worry to his grandfather; before leaving, Old Jack gave Li Luo and Tang San many instructions.

He kept looking back every few steps as he departed, his heart unable to rest easy regarding these two children.

Li Luo and Tang San watched Old Jack leave, only turning to enter Notting Academy once his figure had completely vanished from sight.

But the moment the two of them stepped into the academy, an unexpected yet entirely predictable discordant voice rang out.

"Wait! Please stop!"