In a dark alley, Lin Tianshang had barely stepped into a patch of shadow when the world spun around him.
"Who's there?!"
He only managed to say that much before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.
At that moment, an identical figure appeared at his side. A blue palm brushed over his head, and his memories were drawn out by Blue Hand like strips of film.
"Done."
Lin Ya clapped his hands before making his way toward the core district of Sun Moon Academy.
"Beep—Name: Lin Tianshang... Identity verification complete. Passage authorized."
The entire process went unexpectedly smoothly. Lin Ya had hardly expended any effort before easily evading the Soul Tools' detection and screening.
The moment he stepped into the core district, everyone he encountered along the way immediately stopped, turned sideways with utmost respect, and greeted him repeatedly.
"Master Lin! I've just run into a difficult technical problem. Could I ask you for some guidance?"
"Master Lin, you still haven't gone back to rest?"
"Master Lin, do you remember me? That refined steel engraving knife I gave you a few days ago—does it suit your hand?"
"And me, and me! That newly developed Soul Guidance electronic calendar pendant I submitted last time—have you tried it? How was it?"
Watching the group of Soul Engineers crowd around him with enthusiasm practically overflowing from them, Lin Ya froze on the spot, his heart full of confusion.
Something's wrong—I only disguised myself as a Soul Saint. Why are these people treating me with such respect?
Then he suddenly understood, instantly grasping the key point.
This was not Douluo Continent. The Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master system was far less developed than that of the other side.
Even after the two continents collided ten thousand years later, and Sun