Tang San's Killing Intent

The guard squinted at the work-study student certificate Old Jack handed over and scoffed.

"Holy Soul Village? That poor village that supposedly produced a Spirit Saint once? And you have two work-study students this year? I think this certificate is fake! Get moving, get moving, don't block the gate!"

Old Jack's face flushed red with anger, and just as he was about to argue, a somewhat hoarse voice came from behind him.

"What is going on here?"

The man was of medium build with short black hair and an ordinary appearance, yet his eyes held a sense of lazy decadence mixed with a sharp, intellectual gleam.

Gu Han looked toward the sound and realized this was none other than Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.

The moment the guard saw Grandmaster, he immediately put on a fawning expression and handed over the certificate.

"Grandmaster, look at this. Two work-study students showed up from Holy Soul Village all at once. I think there's something wrong with this certificate; it might even be a fake."

Grandmaster took the certificate and glanced at it, then his gaze fell upon Tang San and Gu Han. He lingered on Gu Han for a moment, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

He said indifferently to the guard, "The certificate is genuine. Leave it to me to handle."

"Old man, I will take these two children to enroll. You can rest assured."

"Very well, very well, thank you, teacher. Xiao Han, Xiao San, you must study hard at the academy and remember to come back during the holidays." After saying this, Old Jack walked back in the direction of Holy Soul Village.

Gu Han and Tang San nodded heavily at Old Jack's retreating back before following Yu Xiaogang inside.

They soon arrived at an office. Once they stepped inside, Grandmaster's gaze returned to the two children, focusing first on Tang San.

"Your name is Tang San? Your spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and you have innate full spirit power at level seven?" He seemed to be asking, yet his tone carried a sense of certainty.

Tang San felt a jolt in his heart and nodded.

After receiving the answer, Yu Xiaogang looked at Gu Han, his expression even more complex.

"Gu Han, you have a mutated spirit and innate full spirit power?"

He paused, as if organizing his thoughts. "Your talents are both very special, especially you, Tang San."

"It is rare for Blue Silver Grass to possess spirit power. If my guess is correct, you are a twin-spirit user."

"Gu Han, although your mutated spirit is a pair of scissors, possessing innate full spirit power is truly unheard of."

"I hope you will both take me as your master."

When Tang San heard the words "twin-spirit," his vigilance spiked instantly.

He knew that this secret was known only to Tang Hao; no one else had ever discovered it.

How could he know I am a twin-spirit user? Should I eliminate him? This secret cannot be allowed to spread.

A Small Iron Arrow suddenly appeared in Tang San's sleeve, ready to be fired at Yu Xiaogang's throat at any moment.

Suddenly, Gu Han felt a chill beside him. He turned to look at Tang San and saw the murderous intent directed at Yu Xiaogang. After a moment of thought, he realized the reason.

It seems Tang San doesn't want Yu Xiaogang to live. That won't do. Yu Xiaogang cannot die; he still has a role to play later.

"Karma Sight."

Gu Han secretly hid his spirit ring and instantly saw a red thread connecting Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, but beneath the red thread, a faint golden thread of karma was hidden.

Gu Han had no time to overthink it; he hurriedly took out the Karma Scissors and snipped at the red thread.

Snap!

A soft sound echoed in Gu Han's ears, but the result this time was completely different from before—the red thread of karma remained partially connected.

This situation has never happened before. What is going on today?

Whoosh—

A sound of air being pierced rang out. Gu Han hurriedly deactivated Karma Sight and followed the sound, watching as an iron arrow struck the wall behind Yu Xiaogang with precision.

Yu Xiaogang clutched his neck in pain, blood slowly seeping through his fingers.

Seeing this, Gu Han gained a new understanding of his own spirit; there were some things he could not change entirely, only shift slightly off their original track.

Originally, Yu Xiaogang was destined to die, but due to Gu Han's interference, the arrow had deviated, causing only an injury.

Tang San looked at the arrow that had missed its mark, clearly confused as to why he, who never missed, had missed at such close range.

However, he did not intend to kill Yu Xiaogang anymore; for some reason, the murderous intent in his heart had faded significantly.

This was precisely Gu Han's doing.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully saving Yu Xiaogang's life. Reward: 50 Magic Modification Points. You are 50 Magic Modification Points away from opening the System Shop.]

Gu Han felt a flash of joy upon hearing the voice in his mind.

However, he did not expect that even after being injured, Yu Xiaogang would still insist on taking them as his disciples.

Gu Han spoke directly, his tone firm: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am used to being on my own. I have no plans to take a master for the time being."

He knew that Grandmaster's theories were merely gathered from Spirit Hall and would be of no help to him. Furthermore, with the system and the Karma Scissors, he had no need for anyone else's instruction.

A flash of disappointment crossed Grandmaster's eyes, but he did not force the issue. He turned his gaze to Tang San, showing no resentment despite Tang San's attempt on his life.

Yu Xiaogang uttered his signature line: "Tang San, do you also believe that Blue Silver Grass is a trash spirit? You must know, there are no trash spirits, only trash spirit masters."

"Besides, you have another spirit, which will always be able to provide an unexpected advantage in battle."

Tang San found Yu Xiaogang's declaration that "there is no such thing as a useless martial soul" deeply resonant, and the gaze he directed at Yu Xiaogang was no longer filled with hostility.

Grandmaster saw the shift in Tang San's eyes and knew the time was right, so he said gently, "If you are willing, I can teach you how to utilize your Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San took a deep breath, hesitated no longer, and knelt on both knees to perform the respectful rite of apprenticeship. "Teacher."

A gratified smile appeared on Grandmaster's face as he helped Tang San to his feet. "Let's go. I will take you to the academic affairs office to register."

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang utter the phrase about there being no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters, Gu Han wore an expression of disdain.

Gu Han followed silently behind, the corners of his mouth curling upward as he watched the karmic thread between the master and disciple ahead of him solidify once more.

After completing the enrollment procedures and collecting the dormitory key and school uniform, Grandmaster took Tang San and left first, seemingly eager to begin his instruction immediately.

Gu Han, following the markings on his key, headed toward the work-study student dormitory—Dorm Seven—on his own.