Tang San's Revenge?

Director Su and the other teachers stared at the gap in the distant mountain peak, unable to stop themselves from gasping in shock!

One must realize that this was merely a first soul skill; as of now, Chu Qing had only just stepped across the threshold of being a soul master.

Chu Qing looked at the teachers before him, smiled, and continued, "Of course, it doesn't stop there. I have discovered that my martial soul seems to possess the ability to command flames."

Following this, he channeled his soul power. As he did, the magma pool atop Blazing Mountain began to churn in response to his guidance, gathering into pillars of lava in the air that surged toward him!

These flames seemed to possess a life of their own; they circled Chu Qing without causing him any harm, obeying his commands just like a loyal squad of soldiers!

For a moment, light flared around Chu Qing. Clusters of crimson fire orbited him as he remained encased in black flames, and as the fire swirled, he slowly rose into the air. The two types of flames reflected off one another, dazzling like the sun!

The teachers looked up at this six-year-old boy in the sky, who appeared for all the world like an emperor of fire!

Soon, Chu Qing descended slowly, the flames around him dissipating. He walked over to the teachers and said, "Teachers, besides controlling fire, I seem to have mastered the flight ability of the Heaven-Burning Crane, allowing me to hover in the air for a short time."

Director Su's expression had gone numb; after all, he had lost count of how many times he had been shocked today.

If he had previously been half-skeptical of Chu Qing's words, he was now a total believer.

This was a true genius! At only six years old, he already had his own understanding of martial souls and the conviction to stick to his own path—and the facts proved he was right.

Naturally, this also served as side evidence that the theories of a certain master, whose name was inconvenient to mention, were utter nonsense!

If Chu Qing had actually listened to the so-called Ten Great Martial Soul Fusion Theories and chosen a defensive attribute for his first soul ring, it would have been a complete waste of talent.

Thinking of this, Director Su couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

Chu Qing walked to the teachers' side and bowed respectfully, "Thank you all for your help. Without you, there would be no Chu Qing!"

"Good, good, good! Once you have entered the gates of our academy, you are our disciple! No need for such formalities!" Director Su hurriedly helped Chu Qing up, saying with gratification.

The other teachers also looked at Chu Qing with similar satisfaction. This young man not only possessed exceptional talent and formidable strength, but his character was also beyond reproach. With such ability and such a mindset, his future achievements would surely be boundless.

Mo Hen said, "Director Su, Xiao Qing, I see it is getting late. Let us head back!"

"Well said, well said! Look at me, I was so happy I forgot the time! Let's go. Everyone has had a tiring day, and Xiao Qing needs time to rest and familiarize himself with his soul ring. Let us begin our return journey," Director Su said.

Soon, the group exited the Soul Hunting Forest, boarded a carriage, and returned to Nuoding Academy under the cover of night.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Soul Hunting Forest, Grandmaster was struggling in a sorry state against a Datura Snake.

"Fart like thunder! Heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Luo Sanpao!"

Following the ridiculous incantation, the chubby Luo Sanpao wiggled his rear and comically sprayed a yellow gas at the Datura Snake.

After a great deal of trouble, Tang San risked his life to finally subdue the Datura Snake.

Although the master and disciple had nearly lost their lives, one day as a teacher is a lifetime as a father!

What Grandmaster said must be right! That stubborn brat who refused to listen to Grandmaster's teachings would never amount to anything in this life!

"First soul skill, Blue Silver Grass Binding!"

Tang San looked at the soul skill he had unleashed with satisfaction, feeling an indescribable sense of fulfillment in his heart!

Yes! A martial soul like Blue Silver Grass must be stacked with toxins to unleash its true potential!

Moreover, this was a soul ring dropped by a Datura Snake nearly four hundred years old! His own soul power had also broken through to level ten!

Grandmaster also looked at his disciple with gratification. Although his martial soul theories had always been baseless fantasies, today, his disciple had finally successfully tested one! Even if there had been some minor risks! Regardless, the test subject—no, the disciple Tang San—had indeed successfully absorbed it!

The martial soul theories he had been peddling for years had finally been proven by practice! At this moment, a sense of pride welled up within him!

He then thought of that handsome yet rebellious youth who had refused to follow his teachings. "Hmph, truly overestimating himself! What a waste of his Innate Full Soul Power! He is nothing but a fire-type martial soul; how dare he act so arrogant in front of me! Just wait until he is trampled under my disciple's feet!"

Thinking of this, the dry wrinkles on his face smoothed out, looking just like the texture of a century-old tree.

"Xiao San, pack up. We are heading back to the academy. I have things to discuss with you later."

"Understood, Teacher!" At this moment, Tang San put away his hidden weapons, having finally abandoned the thought of shooting Grandmaster after a brief internal struggle.

With their own hidden agendas, the master and disciple boarded their carriage and returned to Nuoding Academy.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Chu Qing rose early and headed to the library to study various knowledge regarding the soul master world. He believed that the books written by the predecessors of this continent, born of their own lifeblood, were far more important than the fantasies cooked up by a certain master.

After all, these were experiences summarized by generations of soul masters who had poured out their hearts and blood, and even paid the price with their lives.

Soon, it was noon. Chu Qing put down the medicinal herb guide, stretched his back, left the library, and headed toward the cafeteria.

As he walked, he suddenly heard an angry shout from behind: "Stop!"

He looked closely and saw a short, unremarkable-looking boy glaring at him with a sinister glint in his eyes. Standing beside him was a petite, young girl with a scorpion braid.

Behind them stood a group of students in school uniforms, both boys and girls, clearly led by the girl.

Chu Qing was stunned. He ignored them and continued walking toward the cafeteria.

"My brother told you to stop, didn't you hear him!" the girl shouted, looking at him with fury.

"That's right! That's right! Didn't you hear our Big Sister Xiao Wu calling you!"

"I think this guy has the guts of a bear! How dare he ignore our Big Sister Xiao Wu!"

"Wait! Isn't this the one with Innate Full Soul Power from a while ago? The one with the fire martial soul?"

"So what? It's just an ordinary fire martial soul. Our Third Brother also has Innate Full Soul Power! And his first soul ring is a nearly four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake! Is he even worthy of being compared to Third Brother?"

The crowd jeered, looking at Chu Qing with disdain.

Tang San also spoke up triumphantly, "You must be that Chu Qing, right? I've been looking for you for a long time!"