"A Spirit Master academy..."
Qian Xunji thought for a moment, then agreed. "All right."
Qian Xunji's morals had not sunk so low that he would refuse to let a child go to school.
Even if that little boy was Qian San (Tang San), a child of mixed blood.
"Thank you, Dad!" Qian San cheered happily and jumped up like a child.
Being able to go to school was wonderful.
Being reborn meant making up for past regrets.
The next day, Qian Xunji left the seaside and headed for the Affiliated Junior Spirit Master Academy of the Tianshui Advanced Spirit Master Academy. On the way, he passed an aristocratic Spirit Master family's estate and solicited a donation of a million assorted soul coins.
Inside a room at an inn.
"I'm giving you all your living expenses at once." Qian Xunji placed a Storage Spirit Tool on the table.
Qian San picked up the Storage Spirit Tool and inspected it, finding its interior packed with gold, silver, and copper soul coins.
Qian San knew that on the Douluo Continent, a family of three commoners living in a city could enjoy several comfortable months on just one Gold Soul Coin.
A six-figure sum in Gold Soul Coins was an absolute fortune.
Never in his life had Qian San held so much money.
Whoever fed you was your mother; whoever paid you was your father.
Someone who handed you a huge sum all at once was a good daddy, dearer than your own father.
"Dad, is all this money really for me?" Qian San was thrilled, but he still asked cautiously.
"Junior Spirit Master academy lasts six years."
"This money is for your living expenses over those six years."
"If you squander it all before then, figure something out yourself," Qian Xunji warned him.