Naruto and Sasuke Enroll

"Don't just focus on practicing your martial soul from now on; you need to learn how to use daggers and swords as well. It will be to your benefit."

As she pondered, Bibi Dong's tone softened, and she spoke a few more words.

"Given the nature of your martial soul, you will likely become a control-type spirit master in the future. When your spirit power level is low, relying on external objects can compensate for your lack of damage."

"In the future... This Seat will take you to a place. Once we arrive, what you learn today will be of great use."

As she reached the end of her sentence, Bibi Dong's brows furrowed deeper, her expression growing increasingly strange.

Habit was truly a terrifying thing.

She seemed to be genuinely adapting to this life. As she spoke, she had actually started considering the future for this little brat? Bibi Dong felt her heart in turmoil, unable to say another word.

Unaware of her inner thoughts, Jiang Naruto simply nodded in agreement.

Slaughter City.

He still remembered this important dungeon.

After she finished speaking, Naruto buried his head in tidying up the courtyard. Their current relationship was truly bizarre; with both parties tacitly agreeing, the previously shelved negotiations and trades had become Schrödinger's cat.

However, Naruto was in no rush.

As long as enough time passed, the cat in the box would be the result he wanted.

Calculating the time, Naruto put away the Spirit Hall certificate and prepared to head out.

"Are you going to school?"

Bibi Dong frowned as she spoke. Naruto had already prepared an excuse. "Common knowledge like judging spirit beast ages and the history of the two great empires is something I need to learn eventually. Are you willing to teach me? If I had the guidance of the Pope, I would surely make progress by leaps and bounds!"

"You are not a disciple of This Seat."

Bibi Dong crossed her arms, let out a cold snort, and added, "Those boring, dead facts are the same no matter who teaches them. You should just go read books yourself."

"I knew it would be like this."

Naruto sighed with feigned disappointment and walked out of the Jiang family gates.

"I've already asked around. Attending this elementary academy won't hinder my cultivation. There are only a few cultural classes in the morning, and most of the time is left to the students to cultivate on their own."

After inquiring about the situation at Notting Academy, the resistance in Naruto's heart diminished significantly.

On the Douluo Continent, power was respected. An elementary spirit master academy was, after all, a school for spirit masters; cultural studies only occupied a small portion, while cultivation remained the main theme.

As for whether these six-year-old children, who were essentially left to their own devices, could realize the importance of cultivation, that was not something the academy needed to consider.

Since that was the case, all that remained in Naruto's heart was anticipation for the system rewards.

"Level six innate spirit power?"

In front of the Notting Academy gates, the monkey-faced guard held the certificate and exclaimed, looking in surprise at the six-year-old boy standing before him with a small satchel.

"Yes, it even has the seal from the Spirit Hall."

Jiang Naruto said in a clear voice.

Seeing the monkey-faced guard's baring teeth, Naruto knew exactly what he was thinking. He subconsciously rolled his eyes, silently warning him to avoid his own path to death—lest he end up with an arrow through his throat.

After a few seconds, the guard could find no fault with the certificate.

He had to suppress his inner jealousy. Not daring to ask for a tip, he forced his face into a fawning, chrysanthemum-like smile and turned to point behind him.

"The certificate is fine. Walk inside from here, turn right at the end, and you'll see a small red-brick building. That's the academy's administrative office. Go there to register."

"Many thanks."

Taking back his certificate, Naruto bypassed the guard and walked straight into the academy.

There weren't many people registering now; Naruto had deliberately timed his arrival for the tail end of the registration period. His wings were not yet fully grown, and he did not want to run into Tang San.

[For thousands of years, Asura and Indra have continuously reincarnated in the Ninja World, writing different legends. They always meet by chance, unstoppable! It is destiny!]

A stiff electronic voice suddenly rang out. Naruto stopped in his tracks, his brows locked tight. What was this system going on about?

The electronic voice continued.

[In the 54th year of Konoha, the Child of Prophecy, Naruto, stepped through the gates of the Ninja Academy, beginning his life as a ninja.]

[And on this very day, fate intertwined once more. He met the best friend and most powerful rival of his life—Uchiha Sasuke!]

No way?

Naruto's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed. A terrifying thought flashed through his mind, and he whipped his head around to look at the academy gate.

The moment he turned, the guard's flippant, mocking voice already rang out.

"Where did you come from, Holy Soul Village? Innate full spirit power? Are you trying to fool me? Do you think I'm stupid?"

The monkey-faced guard stood with one hand on his hip, using the Spirit Hall certificate to fan himself comfortably. The elderly man in linen before him was red with rage, cursing incessantly, while the thin, dark-skinned boy he held by the hand remained silent, locking his sharp gaze onto the guard's throat!

"Tang... San..."

Naruto muttered to himself.

"What did you say!?"

Bibi Dong shouted anxiously from within the seal, looking through Naruto's eyes at the thin, frail boy!

There was no mistake!

Notting Academy?

This primary academy, tucked away in a remote corner of the continent, had long been relegated to the back of Bibi Dong's memory, only to be suddenly awakened at this very moment: Notting Academy! Tang San!

She had almost forgotten what Tang San looked like before his Blue Silver Emperor spirit awakened, yet she could still see his shadow on this boy's face.

He was Tang San!

And he was currently a mere... level ten!

A ferocious smirk curled the corners of Bibi Dong's lips!

A god-given opportunity!

"Hmph!"

The bone-chilling snort emanating from the seal made Naruto snap back to reality, his pupils instantly constricting.

Not good!

"Chirp—"

With a shrill bird cry, the entire flock of birds in Nuoding City took flight in unison, resembling a dark cloud. Tens of thousands of wings flapped with a rustling sound, casting mottled shadows over the city.

Pedestrians on the street stopped and looked up at the eerie spectacle.

Many of them subconsciously reached up to touch the backs of their necks, their movements eerily synchronized.

"Hey? What month is it? Why is a cold wind blowing?"

"..."

Someone muttered, voicing exactly what everyone else was thinking.

Assuming it was just a cold wind from the south, Nuoding City returned to normal in an instant, with only a very few knowing what had just transpired.

"You down-and-out bum! This wine cup is an antique! It's made of golden nanmu wood! Pay up!"

In a shabby roadside tavern, the owner, sporting a gold tooth, looked pained as he stared at the shattered old wooden cup on the floor. He grabbed the collar of the disheveled, ragged-looking man who reeked of poverty.

The onlookers watched for amusement.

The man was in for it now; the money-grubbing owner wouldn't let him off easily.

But it was the man's own fault. He had been drinking fine, then suddenly bolted upright, overturning the table and chairs in front of him and giving everyone in the shop a massive fright.

Laughter filled the air, but the gold-toothed owner suddenly froze in place.

Something was wrong!

His arm muscles bulged, yet the burly man before him remained as immovable as a mountain!

He was a level sixteen Spirit Master!

Before he could react, a dark shadow appeared before his eyes, and a massive, rough palm covered his face with unhurried precision!

Crack!

The crisp sound of bone fracturing traveled directly to his brain. The gold-toothed owner's pupils trembled. "My lord! I was wrong! I'll give you everything..."

Bang!

The disheveled man crushed the gold-toothed owner's head with his palm, spraying red and white matter across the floor. The surroundings fell into instant silence; the remaining patrons stared with wide eyes, their legs trembling as they stood frozen by their chairs, not daring to move.

Tang Hao didn't care about these ants at all.

His right hand remained in a loose grip, his surging spirit power ready to strike, his gaze locked firmly in the direction from which the spirit power had just emanated.

Such a sinister and terrifying spirit power!

It was at least at the Title Douluo level!

Spirit Hall? Impossible. I only just left Holy Soul Village today; even if they were gods, they couldn't have arrived this quickly!

A wandering Douluo?

Tang Hao weighed the possibilities, but the opponent had already retracted their spirit power. Not being particularly skilled in spiritual perception, Tang Hao couldn't locate them at all.

Caution is paramount.

I will guard the perimeter of the academy for these next few days. If Spirit Hall truly refuses to give up, I will use my Clear Sky Hammer to paint this place in blood!

At the thought, Tang Hao's killing intent overflowed. The surrounding patrons immediately clutched their throats, unable to speak, before bleeding from their seven orifices and falling silent. These dozen or so people had been killed on the spot by his casually released killing intent.

He set a fire, and as the flames roared, nearby residents rushed over to extinguish it. The tavern was burned to the ground, leaving no trace behind. No one would ever know that one of the legendary Clear Sky Twin Stars had been here.

At the entrance of Notting Academy, Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up at the scattering flock of birds.

Tang San raised a hand to rub the back of his neck, where the hairs had inexplicably stood on end, and shook his head. A startled flock of birds was truly an unsettling omen—a perfect time for killing!

Tang Sanzang clicked the hidden weapon in his sleeve into place!

Not far from the group, "Calm down! Calm down!"

Jiang Naruto's expression was ghastly as he screamed internally.

Beneath his delicate skin, unsettling black chains were likewise beginning to crawl up his cheeks!

Inside the sealed space, golden talisman chains were stretched to their limit, emitting a harsh, screeching sound as they bound Bibi Dong, who looked like a vengeful spirit, fast!

"You naturally evil little brat of the Tang family! I will personally—!"