After Tang San left, Jiang Li paid no mind to Yu Xiaogang, who had been angered into a faint.
With that flat-topped man around to liven things up from time to time, he actually found the situation quite amusing.
As for whether the other party might be driven to desperation and head to Martial Soul Hall to find Bibi Dong?
Jiang Li was certain that would never happen; he understood Yu Xiaogang far too well.
Possessing extreme selfishness and conceit, he would never go to Martial Soul Hall to find Bibi Dong until he had achieved some measure of success.
Furthermore, this clown had believed from beginning to end that the past events were Bibi Dong's fault—that she had left without a word because she looked down on him, and that Bibi Dong had betrayed the feelings they once shared!
He was never wrong!
Soon, Jiang Li saw Tang San finish his registration and emerge from the academic affairs office, walking obediently to his side.
Seeing this, Jiang Li took a small storage ring from his own Soul Tool and presented it to the boy as a gift. "San, this Soul Tool is something I acquired in my early years. It contains ten cubic meters of storage space; you can keep your valuables inside."
"To use it, simply channel your soul power into it to store or retrieve items."
After saying this, Jiang Li thought for a moment, then took a large bag of Gold Soul Coin from his storage device and pressed it into Tang San's hands.
He had some savings accumulated over the years, and he could certainly afford to give Tang San a few hundred Gold Soul Coin. "San, go buy yourself some daily necessities. Don't mistreat yourself."
"As for the dormitory you are staying in, it is for work-study students. The children there are relatively simple and lack the restlessness found among the nobility, which will be very beneficial for your cultivation."
"I will come to find you later. I have already developed some ideas regarding the development direction of your martial soul."
"Keep in mind that the path suitable for your teacher may not necessarily be suitable for you. When the time comes, we two master and disciple will discuss it thoroughly."
With that, Jiang Li turned and left, waving for Tang San to attend to his own affairs.
The scene left only Tang San standing there, dazed, clutching the large bag of Gold Soul Coin.
At this moment, he felt countless warm currents flowing through his heart; having lived two lifetimes, he had never experienced such warmth.
In his previous life, he was an orphan, picked up by the Tang Sect at a young age and raised to be an assassin.
In this life, although he had a father, Tang Hao had never fulfilled even a fraction of a father's responsibilities, and his mother had been missing since he was small.
The familial affection and warmth he craved most had today been felt from his own master.
Not only did the man give him a large sum of money to buy daily necessities, but he even gifted him such a precious Soul Tool!
One had to know that back in Holy Soul Village, even Jack used nothing more than copper soul coins!
Even that Master Su Yuntao, who had awakened his martial soul, did not possess a Soul Tool!
With this ring, wouldn't he finally have a place to store the hidden weapons he would forge in the future?
Thinking of this, Tang San's heart was once again filled with emotion.
Without realizing it, Tang San felt his eyes grow moist.
He raised his hand to wipe his face, only to discover that he was already streaming with tears.
Master, rest assured, San will cultivate diligently and not let your guidance go to waste!
Tang San thought to himself, placed the Gold Soul Coin into the Soul Tool using the method Jiang Li had taught him, and then carefully wore it on his hand.
Following that, he turned and walked toward the outside of the academy.
He had already decided in his heart that after purchasing his daily necessities, he would forge a set of hidden weapons for his master as a gift!
Although he knew that with his master's strength, he likely had no use for such trinkets, it was still a gesture of his sincerity as a disciple!
On the other side, Jiang Li went directly to the office of the Nuoding Academy dean.
Since he and his disciple were going to be staying here for a short time, he felt it necessary to notify the dean and, incidentally, have him find a place for him to live.
The dean of Nuoding Academy was a Soul Ancestor around level 40. Initially, he was quite angry when he saw Jiang Li, a stranger, suddenly barge into his office.
One had to know that with his cultivation and status, no one in this corner of Nuoding City dared to intrude into his room at will!
However, when he saw the seven soul rings neatly circling beneath Jiang Li's feet, his eyes instantly cleared.
Especially after hearing that Jiang Li's disciple was enrolling in their Nuoding Academy and that this Soul Saint expert needed to stay at the academy temporarily, the dean immediately promised to reserve the best room in the academy for Jiang Li.
Thus, from this moment on, a certain "number one theoretical master" of the continent who had been sponging off the academy became homeless. However, out of respect for their supposed close friendship, the dean rearranged a cramped room for Yu Xiaogang—it was just a bit close to the academy's latrines.
Elsewhere, after Tang San finished his shopping, he arrived in front of a blacksmith shop.
After simply demonstrating the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique he had recently learned in front of the blacksmiths, he instantly ignited their appreciation for his talent.
"San, since you have such talent in blacksmithing, would you like to come practice with us every day?"
"After all, if you don't practice this craft for a long time, it's inevitable that your skills will grow rusty."
Hearing the blacksmiths' proposal, Tang San was naturally tempted. "Uncles, I need to go back and ask my teacher about this. If he agrees, I will naturally come."
When the group of blacksmiths heard Tang San say this, they nodded in understanding.
Most of them had no soul power and were ordinary people, but they knew that for a Soul Master, cultivating soul power was the top priority.
They were also very curious about what kind of powerhouse could take in a child like Tang San, who was both talented and so sensible.
Time passed quickly. As the sun began to set, Tang San hugged a pile of finished hidden weapon components, thanked the blacksmiths repeatedly, and left happily.
Before returning to the academy, he ducked into an alleyway where no one passed by.
After tinkering around with a clatter for quite a while, he finally assembled the Zhuge Crossbow in his hands and revealed a satisfied expression.
I should go back and wash up simply first. I need to leave a good impression when I go to see Master later.
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