The So-Called "Running to God" Training Method

But was Tang San really a trash martial soul?

Blue Silver Grass was indeed not strong in the hands of an ordinary person, but Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was the Blue Silver Emperor.

The Clear Sky Hammer was, furthermore, the number one tool martial soul on the continent.

Add to that his innate full soul power...

With a configuration like that, which teacher wouldn't be able to teach him?

And even if they didn't teach him.

He was destined to become a god regardless.

What about Huo Yuhao?

The Spirit Eye was indeed not strong in the beginning.

But it was an extremely rare mutated martial soul.

Moreover, body martial souls possessed infinite potential.

Later on, he even had the Ice Empress, with four hundred thousand years of cultivation, acting as his second martial soul.

Coupled with the existence of the Sky Dream Ice Worm, Electrolux, the Ice Empress, and the Snow Empress within his body.

So, how much did his success really have to do with Zhou Yi's teaching level?

Tang Wulin was the same.

A martial soul combination like the Blue Silver Emperor and the Golden Dragon King.

And the Golden Dragon King martial soul...

It would be a top-tier martial soul in any era.

If Wu Changkong taught him, he could become a powerhouse.

If a different teacher taught him...

He would still become a powerhouse all the same.

Regarding this, Han Li could only chuckle in his heart.

Tang San, Huo Yuhao, and Tang Wulin—these three might have had some twists and turns in their early performance, making it less obvious.

But their potential was terrifying, one after another, and visibly so.

Such students placed in any class...

Could never be buried.

So, how exactly were they categorized into the "trash martial soul" bracket?

Furthermore, even if it wasn't discovered early on.

One could surely see a thing or two in the later stages, right?

So, what kind of thick-skinned audacity allowed one to continue deceiving themselves, spouting phrases like "there are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters"?

Finally, the opening ceremony concluded after a speech from the principal.

The students of each class followed their respective homeroom teachers away from the field and headed toward their classrooms.

The students of Class One were high-spirited.

In the direction of Class Five, Wu Changkong walked in front with an expressionless face, followed by a group of dejected freshmen, forming a sharp contrast to the atmosphere of Class One.

The curriculum of Class One was quite ordinary.

It consisted of theory and cultivation.

The morning was for theory classes, and the afternoon was for cultivation practice.

The schedule was packed, but the pace was not intense; for Han Li, it was even somewhat relaxed.

Han Li was already satisfied with this.

After all, he did not want to experience the unique running training method that had existed at Shrek Academy for twenty thousand years.

That running training method...

Had existed since twenty thousand years ago.

And it had continued to this very day.

It was said that every generation of Shrek Academy students had to endure that hellish running training.

Then, through weight-bearing, endurance, and extreme states, they would constantly break through their limits and eventually grow into top-tier powerhouses.

Although it was unknown why other academies could not replicate this running training method that could cultivate several deities.

According to common sense...

Since Shrek Academy had not abolished this training method in twenty thousand years, and it had indeed cultivated a large number of powerhouses, including even god-level existences...

This method should have its own unique merits.

As for other academies wanting to replicate this approach...

It shouldn't be anything difficult.

After all, it's just running; who doesn't know how to do that?

But in reality, other academies on the continent have never truly adopted this method.

Regarding this, Han Li felt...

It's better that they don't.

It's hard to say how much use this thing really has.

After all...

Those who became gods never lacked opportunities.

Tang San's path of growth was filled with countless miraculous encounters and the help of noble benefactors.

Huo Yuhao's experiences were full of various coincidences and the favor of fate.

Tang Wulin even possessed the essence of the Golden Dragon King and the status of the Crown Prince of the Divine Realm.

Their success...

Whether it was the credit of the running exercise method or the credit of those heaven-defying opportunities, I'm afraid no one can say for sure.

Therefore, just honestly attending classes is enough.

A week later.

Gu Yue also arrived at East Sea Academy.

Three years ago, just like in the original work, Gu Yuena appeared in Aolai City in the guise of Na'er.

A little girl with silver hair and purple eyes, wandering the streets alone, without any identity information.

But it was a bit different from the original work.

That is, when Gu Yuena was still Na'er.

Tang Wulin failed to take Na'er home.

In the original work...

Tang Wulin had a certain special attraction toward Na'er due to the Golden Dragon King's aura within his body.

Only then was she eventually brought home by Tang Wulin.

But in this life, the situation was completely different.

Or rather, Tang Wulin, who no longer had the Golden Dragon King's aura, could not attract Na'er.

In Na'er's eyes, he was just an ordinary boy with twin martial souls, with nothing worth noting.

As for Na'er's attention...

It fell upon someone else.

Therefore, as the orphan targeted by Na'er.

Han Li, amidst Tang Wulin's envious gaze...

Sent Na'er to another orphanage.

That afternoon, on his way back to his residence from Red Mountain Academy, Han Li encountered Na'er at the entrance of a small alley.

He saw a little girl squatting at the base of a wall, dressed in thin clothing, her expression dazed, like an abandoned kitten.

The moment she saw Han Li walking over, those purple eyes lit up, and then she stared straight at Han Li, her gaze carrying some indescribable meaning.

Han Li stopped in his tracks.

He knew what this meant.

Gu Yuena, who had now become Na'er, sensed the Golden Dragon King's aura on him, which was why she had set her sights on him.

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin stood not far behind Han Li, having also seen Na'er.

He froze for a moment, then looked at Han Li with some hesitation, seemingly waiting for Han Li's decision.

There was a trace of envy in his eyes.

He also wanted to have such a pretty little sister.

But Na'er's gaze had never once looked at him.

Han Li didn't say much; he walked up and asked Na'er a few simple questions.

No name, no family, no place to live.

The situation was exactly the same as in the original work.

Only the target had changed to him.

Thus, Han Li brought Na'er to an orphanage in East Sea City.

The conditions at this orphanage were quite good.

The director was a kind-hearted middle-aged woman who, upon seeing Na'er's appearance, immediately pulled the child into her arms with a heart full of pity.

After finishing the paperwork, Han Li turned and left.

In the end, Na'er stood at the entrance of the orphanage, her purple eyes fixed on his retreating figure...

Until that figure vanished around the street corner.

On the way back to the academy, Han Li did not walk quickly.

He knew what he had done, and he knew what kind of consequences this matter might bring in the future.

Although he had intercepted the Golden Dragon King.

He still considered himself a human.

A pure human.

His body was a human body.

His temperament was a human temperament.

No matter from which angle one looked at it...

He was a human.

Therefore, no matter what...

He would never be with a soul beast.

After all, humans are humans, and soul beasts are soul beasts.

All things have spirits, and all living beings are equal.

But that was merely a beautiful vision of an ideal.

In the real world...

Humans are humans, beasts are beasts, and the boundaries are clearly defined.