Wuji Fuses with the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, Tang San Goes to School in Reality

Someone was coming, indeed! A Yin, who had been waiting all this time, sensed Xiao Wuji's footsteps the moment he entered and began to listen with even greater focus.

Xiao Wuji had once again become a character in his own writing, acting as editor and actor, slowly reciting the lines he had penned himself.

A Yin did not know how many times she had read the contents of Blue Silver Emperor's Revenge. Each time she read it, she gained a new layer of insight, and now, hearing it spoken aloud, her heart twisted with agony and hatred surged within her.

Xiao Wuji recited his lines, located the mechanism in the cave, stood up to trigger it, and retrieved the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone resting inside the box.

It was crystalline and translucent with a blue-gold hue, and within it, tiny specks of starlight seemed to flicker as if it possessed a life of its own.

Xiao Wuji felt a stir in his heart. He updated two chapters for Xiao Wu, sent a copy of the novel to Wang Sheng, Xiao Wuji, and the academy gatekeeper, and only then did he put on an expression of excitement, pressing the spirit bone against his leg to begin the fusion.

As the spirit bone adhered to him, Xiao Wuji felt his right leg tremble slightly. Immediately after, a cool sensation seeped into his leg from all directions, and the crystalline spirit bone quietly vanished, transforming into countless streams of blue-gold energy.

Amidst the gentle fluctuations of energy, the Nine Suns True Qi within Xiao Wuji's body circulated rapidly to digest it. Under the infusion of that energy, his meridians became tough and wide, as if he had consumed some rare heavenly treasure.

"Finally, there's new content." Sensing a reaction from the book, Xiao Wu opened the novel to read.

The two chapters were neither long nor short, and Xiao Wu finished them quickly. Though the content was brief, her gains were immense.

It turned out that after registering at Spirit Hall, a spirit master could receive a monthly subsidy of one gold spirit coin; and there was some guy in the academy named Xiao Chenyu who actually wanted to take her as his pet rabbit!

Xiao Wu found a secluded spot in the wilderness and began to condense her spirit ring.

At this moment, the three readers—Tiger's Might, I Am Douluo Wang Sheng, Wealthy Douluo Starting from the Gatekeeper, and The Rise of Nuoding's Young City Lord Xiao Chenyu—also finished reading the novels in their hands, their expressions shifting constantly.

"Blue Silver Grass, Soft Bone Rabbit, and both are innate full spirit power—are the work-study students this year monsters?" Wang Sheng clicked his tongue in wonder. The content of the book was bizarre, but the prospect of his own extraordinary destiny, where he became a Titled Douluo, was highly attractive.

The gatekeeper, seeing that his own bullying had caught the eye of the young city lord 'Xiao Chenyu,' leading him into the City Lord's Mansion and a massive rise in status and wealth, was incredibly excited.

Xiao Chenyu was quite interested in the Soft Bone Rabbit, Xiao Wu. This little girl spirit master might be able to bear him powerful offspring.

It was said that father and son make the best team; with his sons' assistance, his future as the young city lord would only grow more prosperous.

Amidst everyone's fantasies, that day arrived.

Tang San and Old Jack traveled from Holy Soul Village to Nuoding City, and after asking for directions, arrived before the Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy.

The gatekeeper had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the ragged-looking old man and the young boy, he barked rudely, "What are you doing here? Is this a place for you country bumpkins to come?"

Old Jack's attire was considered decent in Holy Soul Village, but in Nuoding City, he looked every bit the countryman. The gatekeeper already held such people in contempt, and that was even more true now with the guidance of the divine book.

After all, money could move the gods; once wealthy, one could command even deities and perceive the past and future.

Old Jack had read the book and knew this arrogant gatekeeper would soon be sanctioned by the spirit master, so he said with a chuckle:

"Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is the work-study student our village sent this year. Could you see what procedures we need to handle?"

The gatekeeper cursed, "What Holy Soul Village? I think Beggar Village is more like it! Get lost, get lost!"

Tang San had read the instructions from his ancestor. Although he knew he would be reprimanded by his teacher Yu Xiaogang, he felt extreme rage in his heart at this moment.

I am the future head of the Tang Sect who will establish it here on the Douluo Continent and reign supreme over the world, he thought. How can I suffer such insults and bring shame to the Tang Sect?

Tang Sect Manual... the path of self-destruction!

Tang San raised his palm and pushed the gatekeeper to the ground, leaving him sprawling on his back.

Yu Xiaogang returned from walking his pig, and upon finally seeing the disciple of his dreams today, he quickly retracted his spirit and walked forward. "Stop!"

It was indeed Yu Xiaogang. Tang Hao watched from afar, and upon seeing that unique spirit leave his body, he immediately confirmed Yu Xiaogang's identity.

On this Douluo Continent, there was only one person with such a peculiar spirit.

Tang Hao was overjoyed. The content in the book was truly authentic; there was hope for A Yin's resurrection.

After his joy, Tang Hao's anger surged: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, you evil spirit beast that devoured Lone Bamboo, I will surely make you die under the Clear Sky Hammer!

The gatekeeper glared at Tang San, burning with rage. He had been prepared, yet he was still no match for this little beast. Just wait, he thought. Once I enter the City Lord's Mansion, you'll have a hard time coming. Young Master Xiao Chenyu will deal with you severely. And that Yu Xiaogang, no matter how impressive you are, can you be more impressive than the City Lord of Nuoding?

The spirit master is here. Old Jack beamed. A mere gatekeeper dared to be disrespectful to the village chief of God Soul Village—he was truly courting death.

My teacher is here?! Tang San looked back at Yu Xiaogang, seeing only a middle-aged man with a slightly bloated figure, showing no signs of any special ability.

Yu Xiaogang felt quite nervous being watched by the three of them, but his old face had lacked expression for so many years that his muscles had long since stiffened.

He glanced coldly at the gatekeeper who had yet to climb up, then said politely to Old Jack, "Old gentleman, could you show me the proof from Spirit Hall?"

Seeing the words 'Blue Silver Grass' and 'innate full spirit power,' Yu Xiaogang was incredibly excited, but having imagined this scene countless times, he remained as calm as ever.

"The proof is indeed genuine. Old gentleman, I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what just happened. Please leave this child to me." Yu Xiaogang looked Tang San up and down, a smile appearing on his stiff cheeks.

He saw right through me? Tang San was truly struck by that gaze, feeling it even more intensely than he had when reading the book.

Yu Xiaogang affectionately took Tang San's hand and walked into the academy.

After a brief chat, Yu Xiaogang began to recite the lines he had already memorized by heart, speaking with an endless flow of eloquence.

"I once investigated six hundred and forty-seven people with the Blue Silver Grass spirit. Among them, sixteen possessed spirit power, a probability of less than three percent... That's right, there are exceptions to everything..."

Seeing him speak as if he were counting his own family treasures and even answering his own questions, Tang San was so impressed he bowed down in total admiration, quickly knocking his head on the ground just as the book had described.

Tang Hao was also left dumbfounded. No wonder there was such an evaluation: He who gains the Grandmaster gains the world.