Watch Me Pretend to Be Tang, and Play a Trick on Him!

[Intelligence-Reducing Halo activated, Tang San judges "Fu Qin's martial soul truly has no special effects"]

[Tang San's thoughts: A pity about this Innate Full Soul Power, but it doesn't matter. As long as he is loyal, I can look after him for the next six years.]

"It doesn't matter. Even a trash martial soul can become a powerful soul master."

Tang San patted Fu Qin on the shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of a superior's gentleness.

"Once we reach the academy, I will teach you some basic applications of soul skills. As long as you work hard, you can also become an excellent soul master."

"Really? Thank you, Xiao San!"

Fu Qin immediately revealed an expression of surprise, his eyes sparkling as if he had found a backer.

[Tang San's favorability +3 (84)]

[Thoughts: Truly a simple child, very easy to control.]

Fu Qin chuckled inwardly. This Intelligence-Reducing Halo was simply heaven-defying; someone as shrewd as Tang San was actually deceived so easily.

At dusk.

The sunset of Nuoding City illuminated the faces of Tang San and Fu Qin.

However.

The expression on the gatekeeper's face was unsightly.

"Where did these bumpkins come from? Daring to barge into Nuoding Academy with two brats?"

The guard leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over the patches on Old Jack's clothes as a mocking smile curled his lips.

"Work-study students? I'd say you're more like beggars! Is Nuoding Academy a place for lowlifes like you to enter? Get lost, don't dirty the academy's grounds!"

Old Jack's face flushed red, his hand trembling as he clutched the work-study certificate.

"You... how can you speak like that? This is the certificate provided by the academy, we are here to enroll!"

"Certificate?"

The guard snatched the certificate away and, without even looking at it, dismissed it perfunctorily.

"What kind of trash is this? You think you can impersonate one with any scrap of paper? I'm telling you, even if the King of Heaven came today, you aren't getting in! If you don't leave now, I'll have people throw you out!"

Fu Qin stood to the side, looking at the guard's information on the panel.

[Name: Li San Level: Ordinary person Personality: Arrogant and domineering, bullies the weak and fears the strong Favorability: -30 (Disgusts bumpkins)]

He could feel the aura around Tang San change instantly; even suppressed by a child's body, it was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

"What did you just say?"

Tang San's voice was very soft, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness. His once calm eyes were now like a frozen lake, bottomless.

The guard felt a chill in his heart under that gaze, but relying on his status as a gatekeeper, he remained stubborn.

In his view, he was an adult; how could he be afraid of two brats and an old man?

"I said you are lowlifes, get lost! What? A little brat wants to turn the world upside down?"

As soon as the words fell, Tang San moved.

No one saw how he struck; they only felt a blur before their eyes, and Tang San had already appeared in front of the guard.

He did not use his martial soul, relying solely on pure physical strength combined with the Tang Sect techniques from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to smash a fist into the guard's chest.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone fracturing rang out.

The guard let out a miserable scream as his body flew backward, slamming heavily into the academy's stone wall and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Tang San did not stop. His figure flashed, catching up to the fallen guard, and he raised his foot to stomp on the man's leg.

"Ah--! My leg!"

Another shrill scream echoed. The guard's lower leg bent at a gruesome angle; it was clearly broken.

Tang San crouched down, his eyes as cold as the Grim Reaper's.

"If your mouth is filthy, you must pay the price."

His fingers hooked onto the guard's other leg; with just a slight exertion of force, he could cripple the other one as well.

"Xiao San! Stop!"

Old Jack hurriedly pulled at Tang San in fear, "You'll kill him if you keep hitting him!"

Fu Qin also spoke up at the right moment.

"Xiao San, don't dirty your hands for someone like this. We still need to enroll."

[Intelligence-Reducing Halo activated, Tang San's killing intent slightly wanes, thinking "Fu Qin makes sense."]

[Tang San's thoughts: Fine, killing him would only cause trouble; crippling him is satisfying enough.]

Tang San released his grip, stood up, and brushed the dust off his hands as if he had merely stepped on an ant.

The onlookers were stunned; no one expected this plain-looking little boy to be so ruthless.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been strolling through the academy, ran out upon hearing the commotion. His expression shifted when he saw the crippled guard on the ground and Tang San's icy gaze.

"Who are you people? How dare you injure someone at the academy gate?"

Old Jack hurriedly produced the spare work-study student certificate.

"Lord Soul Master, he insulted us first, which is why my two little grandsons took action!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he examined the certificate, then looked at the wailing guard on the ground, likely deducing the truth of the matter.

He knew full well what kind of character the Nuoding Academy guards possessed.

However, Tang San's methods were too brutal, having crippled the man outright.

"Forget it. I will report this to the academy for handling. Come with me."

Yu Xiaogang sighed, choosing not to press the matter further.

Old Jack breathed a sigh of relief and turned to instruct Tang San and Fu Qin.

"You must behave yourselves in the academy and stop causing trouble. I'm heading back now, but I'll come to visit when I have time."

Fu Qin and Tang San saw Old Jack to the academy gate, watching his back disappear into the crowd before following the teacher inside.

"Innate Full Soul Power? Blue Silver Grass and gloves?"

Yu Xiaogang adjusted his glasses, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Tang San and Fu Qin.

"Interesting. Two cases of Innate Full Soul Power, both with so-called trash martial souls."

He took their files and studied them carefully. When he saw Tang San's name and background, his eyes flickered slightly.

Afterward, he looked at Fu Qin, his brows furrowing as if deep in thought.

"Little Fu Qin, please wait outside for a moment. I have something to discuss with Tang San."

Yu Xiaogang said.

Fu Qin understood immediately, knowing that Yu Xiaogang was about to take Tang San as his disciple.

He nodded obediently.

"Very well, I will leave him to you."

[Intelligence-Reducing Halo activated, Yu Xiaogang's trust in "Fu Qin is a pure support-type Soul Master" increases to 70%]

[Fate Arises and Fades buff activated, Yu Xiaogang's favorability +5 (regarded as a likable child)]

Fu Qin walked out of the registration office, but instead of going far, he leaned against a pillar by the door to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

"Tang San, is your martial soul truly Blue Silver Grass?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice drifted out.

"Yes, Master."

Tang San replied.

"Does your right hand possess another martial soul?"

Yu Xiaogang prompted gently.

There was a moment of silence inside, followed by Tang San's feigned tone of surprise.

"Master, how did you know?"

"Not only do I know you have Twin Martial Souls, but I also know that Fu Qin does as well."

Yu Xiaogang's voice carried a hint of pride.

"Twin Martial Souls are one in ten thousand. For you two to appear at the same time is nothing short of a miracle. Tang San, I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

Hearing this, a smile curled the corners of Fu Qin's lips.

Yu Xiaogang had indeed guessed that he possessed Twin Martial Souls, but it didn't matter; he had long since prepared to keep it hidden.

However, Tang San's mind was racing at that very moment.

Having returned here with all his memories intact, Tang San did not actually want to take a master.