How the Simp Was Made

Lin Chen opened the dormitory door only to find Xiao Chenyu and his two companions standing outside.

"What is this about?"

Although they had some acquaintance, it wasn't particularly deep.

Unless there was something specific, the three of them rarely came looking for him.

"Well... Master, we wanted to ask, you and that group of work-study students..."

Xiao Chenyu didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

"Not close!"

Lin Chen shook his head, having already guessed the situation.

He had been wondering why the wager between Xiao Wu and Xiao Chenyu's group had vanished.

It turned out these three assumed he had some connection to Xiao Wu and the others.

Hearing Lin Chen say this, the three of them visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However..."

Lin Chen suddenly added a "however," which immediately made the three of them tense up again.

Liu Long asked, "Master, however what?"

Lin Chen looked them up and down. "However, if it comes to a one-on-one fight, you three likely wouldn't be a match for that Tang San and Xiao Wu."

"Huh?"

The three were dumbfounded, thinking to themselves that the Master was surely underestimating them too much.

Lin Chen explained, "If you had bothered to gather any intelligence on them, you would know that both Tang San and Xiao Wu possess innate full soul power."

"Furthermore, they have already completed the acquisition of their first soul rings; they are both one-ring soul masters with century-level first rings. What do you have to fight them one-on-one?"

Upon hearing this, their pupils couldn't help but constrict.

From start to finish, they had never looked down upon the work-study students, so they hadn't bothered to inquire about Tang San and Xiao Wu's backgrounds at all.

They never imagined that Tang San and Xiao Wu were actually geniuses with innate full soul power.

Since when did innate full soul power become so worthless?

It was one thing for one to appear, but two of them, and both were work-study students?

Are you kidding me?

This was going to be difficult.

Two geniuses with innate full soul power and century-level soul rings.

To fight or not to fight, that was the dilemma.

If they fought, they would only have a chance in a group brawl, but that would easily escalate the conflict; two geniuses with innate full soul power were not people to be offended lightly.

If they didn't fight, that little girl would just keep pushing her luck.

"Lin Chen!"

Just as the three were at a loss for what to do, a voice interrupted their thoughts.

The four of them turned to look.

They saw Tang San walking down from upstairs, heading toward them.

His expression seemed to carry a hint of hesitation.

"Uh, Master, we'll be going now."

Xiao Chenyu was very tactful, knowing that Tang San must have something important to discuss with Lin Chen.

He knew the two came from the same village.

It was precisely because of this that they had tolerated Xiao Wu's provocations until now.

"Go ahead!"

Lin Chen simply nodded faintly, having no intention of interfering in this matter.

Squabbles between little brats were of no interest to him.

"That..."

Only after the three had walked away did Tang San speak up, though he seemed somewhat bashful and unable to get the words out.

Lin Chen looked on with curiosity.

He truly couldn't imagine why Tang San would come looking for him, nor could he fathom what kind of matter would make him so awkward.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Tang San hesitated several times, adjusting himself for a moment before finally gathering the courage.

"That... could I borrow some money from you?"

After saying this, a flush of red immediately spread across his face.

He kept his head lowered, not daring to meet Lin Chen's gaze.

If he could help it, he would never borrow money from anyone.

Alas, his teacher insisted that he pursue Xiao Wu.

Tang San truly could not understand it.

He didn't even have that capability anymore; even if he did manage to pursue Xiao Wu, what would be the point?

Besides, he and Xiao Wu were only six years old.

If the other party weren't his teacher, he would have genuinely wanted to curse him as a beast.

Lin Chen was stunned when he heard he was asking to borrow money.

This didn't seem like Tang San's personality at all.

"What do you need the money for?"

Lin Chen was genuinely curious; what kind of reason would drive Tang San to ask him for a loan?

"Uh... this... that..."

Tang San stammered for a long while, ultimately too ashamed to say it out loud.

Seeing this, Lin Chen didn't make things difficult for him.

"Speak, how much do you need?"

He wasn't short on money, nor did he mind giving Tang San some compensation.

Tang San's heart leaped with joy, and he hurriedly said, "One Gold Soul Coin will do."

Lin Chen: "???"

"Aren't you already a Spirit Master? You only need to register at Spirit Hall to receive one Gold Soul Coin every month; why come to me to borrow?"

"And your teacher is a Great Spirit Master, after all. He receives a monthly subsidy of ten Gold Soul Coins, and he's a friend of the Dean. Can he really not even scrape together one Gold Soul Coin?"

Tang San fell silent upon hearing this.

His teacher had mentioned the subsidy, but his father wouldn't allow him to take it.

As for why, he didn't know either.

As for his teacher...

He had the ability and a loud reputation, but he just seemed a bit poor.

Borrowing money from Lin Chen was his teacher's idea.

His teacher said he would help pay it back once his own subsidy arrived next month.

Watching his reaction, Lin Chen roughly guessed the reason.

It seemed Haozi had more backbone than Gangzi.

As for Yu Xiaogang...

He was a Great Spirit Master, yet he couldn't even produce a single Gold Soul Coin.

That was truly something else.

Lin Chen shook his head and took out ten Gold Soul Coins, handing them to Tang San.

"Take them and use them; no need to pay me back."

Tang San stared at the ten Gold Soul Coins, his eyes widening in shock.

He hadn't expected the other party to be so generous.

"Thank you!"

After Tang San expressed his sincere gratitude, he took the Gold Soul Coins offered to him.

Lin Chen waved his hand. "You're welcome."

"Then I'll head down first."

Tang San bowed slightly to express his thanks, and only after Lin Chen nodded did he turn to leave.

Lin Chen instinctively wanted to say something, but the words died on his lips.

If he said he would let him take it slow, then he had to let him take it slow.

Once Tang San went downstairs, he immediately sought out Xiao Wu.

He told her he wanted to treat her to something delicious.

Xiao Wu naturally couldn't refuse, and she happily followed him out of the academy.

Following Yu Xiaogang's instructions, Tang San took Xiao Wu around the city, ate good food, and bought her some small gifts.

Yet, what was completely unexpected was the first gift he bought for Xiao Wu.

It was actually a set of bedding.

If Yu Xiaogang found out, he would probably kick him to death.

Xiao Wu was struck dumb the moment she received that so-called gift.

What was the meaning of this? Was he looking down on her?

"Thanks!"

Xiao Wu spat the word out through gritted teeth, snatched the bedding, and turned on her heel to leave.

Tang San was instantly dumbfounded.

Shouldn't she be happy to receive a gift? Why was this different from what the teacher had said?

On the other side.

After leaving Nuoding City, Tang Hao arrived at the cave where Ah Yin resided.

He sat down beside her.

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry. I failed to take good care of our child. Not only did it lead to his second martial soul shattering, but it also cost him his dignity as a man."

"Do you know?"

"I am actually a jinx. I brought death to my parents, I brought death to you, and now even our child has suffered because of me."

Tang Hao's tone was low as he poured his heart out to Ah Yin, talking to himself.

It would have been better if he hadn't started venting, but once he did, he felt a suffocating tightness in his chest.

He didn't understand why the heavens would treat him this way.

What exactly had he, Tang Hao, done wrong?

Tang Hao was extremely depressed, his fists clenching involuntarily.

A nameless rage began to rise within his heart.

As his anger erupted, his blood began to surge, even aggravating his old wounds.