The Correct Way to Start a Genius's Enrollment

Lin Yue shrugged at Tang San, then bent down to pick up the torn book cover from the floor. She handed it to Yu Xiaogang, pointed at the publication date on the cover, and spoke word by word.

"Open your dog eyes and look clearly: the first edition of this book was published in the year 2500 of the Douluo Calendar."

"It is now the year 2637 of the Douluo Calendar. Over a hundred years ago, your grandfather hadn't even fathered your father yet!"

"You keep claiming these are your theories, yet they were already thoroughly researched by others a century ago. You really are shameless."

Lin Yue's tone grew colder: "Isn't it because you believe that once someone takes a master on the Douluo Continent, they cannot betray their sect without being despised by the entire continent? So you wanted to trick us into becoming your disciples first, thinking that even if we found out the truth later, we wouldn't be able to escape and would be bound to you for life, serving as tools to prove your worth, right?"

These words pierced through Yu Xiaogang's final shred of dignity. He stumbled back two steps and collapsed onto the floor, his face ashen. He muttered "impossible" over and over, his entire being completely shattered.

Tang San watched his dejected, soul-lost appearance, and the disdain in his eyes grew even deeper.

To satisfy his own vanity, this man had actually tried to use such despicable means to bind him, exploiting his talent to gild his own reputation. Such a person was simply unfit to be a teacher.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang sat on the ground, his mind in total chaos, filled only with boundless panic and despair.

What now? Tang San wouldn't take him as a master, and his entire plan had gone up in smoke.

He had been reborn for the sole purpose of relying on Tang San to obtain the chance for eternal life, but now, he couldn't even take the first step of becoming his master!

Why? Why had things turned out this way? In his previous life, at this very moment, Tang San was already kneeling before him, respectfully calling him "Teacher"!

How could a Lin Yue have suddenly appeared?

How could the Blue Silver Emperor incident from six years ago have become known to the entire continent?

How could the theories he had painstakingly researched have been written in a book a hundred years ago?

Where exactly had things gone wrong?

Could it be that his memories of his previous life were all fake?

Was he truly just living in a beautiful dream?

In reality, he had no idea he wasn't dreaming; he was simply relying on the memories of his past life while possessing absolutely no memories of this current one, which had created his current delusion.

Lin Yue watched Yu Xiaogang slumped on the ground, crazily muttering "impossible" over and over. Finding him an eyesore, she reached out, grabbed Tang San's arm, and said irritably: "Let's go, Tang San. Why waste time talking to a fame-chasing lunatic like this? It's purely a waste of time."

Tang San let her pull him forward, his feet following subconsciously, while his mind raced with calculations.

His background was his greatest weakness; once his Blue Silver Emperor soul beast bloodline was exposed, he would be doomed beyond salvation. Those truly powerful soul masters possessed formidable spiritual power and keen soul power perception. If they were to teach him personally, the consequences of them discovering the soul beast origin within him—which was fundamentally different from a human's—would be unimaginable.

On the contrary, this Yu Xiaogang, despite being a fraud who stole the theories of his predecessors and remained stuck at the Soul Grand Master level his entire life, had limited vision and strength. There was a high probability he wouldn't be able to see through the secrets of his bloodline.

Yet, this man had been immersed in martial soul theory for decades. Even if most of the core content was plagiarized, he might have accumulated some obscure, peripheral knowledge that others overlooked.

Listening wouldn't hurt. Taking him as a master was absolutely out of the question, but occasionally joining in to hear a few useful bits and discarding the rest as nonsense wouldn't be a loss.

To put it bluntly, it was like panning for gold in a sewer.

"What are you thinking about? You look so distracted. You weren't actually fooled by that fraud, were you?"

Seeing him lost in thought, Lin Yue poked his arm and reminded him with a wary look: "I'm telling you, people like him are the best at finding loopholes to trick others. Don't you dare get hot-headed, believe his nonsense, and kneel down to kowtow to him as your father."

Tang San came back to his senses, smiled, and shook his head gently without saying much.

His secrets could not be told to anyone, not even to Lin Yue, with whom he had grown up and shared everything.

The two soon returned to the Academic Affairs Office. The teacher in charge of registration had already reported the information about the two Innate Full Soul Power geniuses to the academy dean without missing a single detail.

Upon hearing this, the dean slammed his desk on the spot.

The Notting Junior Soul Master Academy had been running for decades without ever producing a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. Not long ago, one had arrived, and now two more had appeared—one of whom was already a Soul Grand Master at six years old, with his first soul ring being a century-old one.

This was a living signboard that one rarely saw in a century!

Forget waiving tuition; even if they had to pay them, they would have to serve these three ancestors well.

In the original story, Tang San was arranged into the worker student dormitory because it was thought that a Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power had no potential for cultivation and wasn't worth nurturing.

But now it was different; the proof issued by the Martial Soul Hall headquarters was written in black and white, and the academy dared not show the slightest negligence.

The final dormitory arrangement was naturally not the dark, damp, communal worker student room on the first floor where a dozen people were squeezed together.

The academy directly designated the best student dormitory building and arranged for them to have sunny, independent single rooms—one for each, complete with a private desk, wardrobe, and washstand. The academy had even prepared brand-new daily necessities like bedding and toiletries in advance, and they even provided each of them with a monthly cultivation subsidy of five Gold Soul Coins.

More importantly, male and female students were housed in different units of the dormitory building. Tang San was on the third floor of the east unit, and Lin Yue was on the third floor of the west unit. They would have to go downstairs just to meet on a daily basis, completely breaking the ill-fated connection from the original story where the male and female leads were squeezed into Dorm Seven, even sleeping in the same bed.

Lin Yue pushed open the door to her single room, looking at the spacious, bright space and the empty area specifically left for practice, and was incredibly satisfied.

Not having to squeeze into a communal room and having a dedicated space to practice her spear—this treatment was ten times better than her living quarters in Holy Soul Village.

Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief. A single room meant he had an absolutely private space to practice Tang Sect techniques without worrying about his Purple Demon Eye or Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record being discovered. The academy's arrangement was exactly what he had hoped for.

Hmm, even the air seemed to have become sweeter.

The two tidied up their luggage briefly and agreed to go downstairs to familiarize themselves with the academy's environment. Just as they reached the first floor of the dormitory building, they heard a commotion coming from Dorm Seven at the very end of the hallway, mixed with the cheers and jeers of children—it was incredibly lively.

Lin Yue loved a good crowd, so her eyes lit up immediately. She nudged Tang San's arm: "Hey, it sounds pretty interesting in there. Let's go in and take a look?"

Tang San hadn't been interested at first, but he couldn't resist Lin Yue pulling him forward. Plus, he was genuinely curious about what the worker student dormitory arranged by the academy on the first floor actually looked like, so he followed her momentum and pushed open the wooden door of Dorm Seven together.