Watching a Good Show!

"A good show? What kind of good show?"

Hearing Ling Xuqing's words, Xiao Wu immediately pricked up her ears. Her bright, lively eyes darted around, her face full of gossip and curiosity.

She followed Ling Xuqing's gaze toward the group of people arguing in front of the academy gate and scratched her head in confusion.

"It's that gatekeeper; he's giving that old man and the little boy a hard time," Ling Xuqing explained in a flat tone.

"Hmph, I hate snobs like that the most!"

Xiao Wu curled her lip, her small fists clenched tight. "If you let me out there, I'd definitely give him an Eight-Stage Throw!"

A Yin also frowned slightly, a flash of displeasure crossing her gentle eyes. "That is indeed going too far."

"The old man looks incredibly anxious, likely in a hurry to get the child enrolled, yet this gatekeeper is so heartless."

Although Gu Yuena did not quite understand the complexities of human affairs, she could feel the helplessness and anxiety radiating from the old man.

She looked up at Ling Xuqing. "Brother, should we help them?"

"No rush." Ling Xuqing shook his head, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening. "Let's watch a bit longer."

At this moment, the atmosphere in front of the academy gate had reached a breaking point.

"You old thing, I said it already—without an admission letter, nobody gets in! Are you deaf or just stupid?"

Old Jack was trembling with rage, his cane thumping heavily against the ground. "You... how can you be so unreasonable! We are from Holy Soul Village, and this child's spirit was awakened by Master Su Yuntao himself. How could it be fake!"

"Bah! Master Su Yuntao, my foot! You can't even lie without stuttering!"

The gatekeeper sneered, his face full of contempt. "What kind of genius could come from a backwater place like Holy Soul Village? I think you're just here to scam a free meal! Get lost, or I'll set the dogs on you!"

"You—!" Old Jack was so furious that he nearly choked, his face turning a deep, congested purple.

Just then, Tang San, who had been hiding behind Old Jack, gently tugged on the old man's sleeve.

He stepped forward, shielding Old Jack, and looked up at the gatekeeper with a calm yet icy gaze.

"Mister, my grandfather is old and cannot handle such treatment. If you don't believe us, I can take you to the Spirit Hall to verify it." Tang San's voice was not loud, but every word was clear.

The gatekeeper paused, looking at the scrawny child before him, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

As a dignified academy gatekeeper, was he actually being lectured by a six-year-old brat?

"You little bastard, who do you think you are to talk to me!" The gatekeeper flew into a rage, raising his hand to slap Tang San across the face.

Tang San's eyes turned cold, his body reacting by instinct.

His right hand slid silently toward his sleeve, his fingertips touching a cold mechanism.

It was a Tang Sect hidden weapon—a Sleeve Arrow!

With a single thought, this arrow would pierce the gatekeeper's throat with lightning speed.

This man is bullying others too far; he has brought death upon himself!

A cold, murderous intent flashed through Tang San's heart.

According to the teachings of the Tang Sect, one must never show mercy to an enemy, especially one who doesn't know when to stop.

However, just as Tang San was about to trigger the mechanism—

"What is going on here?"

A slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.

The voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable authority.

Tang San was startled, immediately pulling his hand back from his sleeve and retreating behind Old Jack.

The gatekeeper was also taken aback. He turned around, and upon seeing who it was, his arrogant demeanor instantly vanished, and he retreated to the side with a sheepish expression.

"M... Master..."

The person who arrived was none other than Yu Xiaogang.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang had his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised, and a profound, mysterious expression on his face, as if he were a sage who understood all the secrets of the world.

Although he had been given the cold shoulder by Ling Xuqing a few days ago, had been rendered speechless by a six-year-old, and had even been kicked away, only he and Ling Xuqing knew about it.

After a few days of self-psychological adjustment, Yu Xiaogang had successfully pushed those humiliating memories to the back of his mind.

He had regained that mysterious confidence of "I am the Master, and I know everything."

"Hmm." Yu Xiaogang responded faintly, his gaze sweeping over Old Jack and Tang San before landing on the gatekeeper. "What is the matter?"

The gatekeeper hurriedly recounted the story with added embellishments, naturally painting himself as a diligent and impartial employee.

After listening, Yu Xiaogang frowned slightly and looked at Old Jack. "Old gentleman, show me the proof from the Spirit Hall."

Old Jack felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and hurriedly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his chest, handing it to Yu Xiaogang with both hands.

Yu Xiaogang took the document and glanced at it casually.

When his eyes landed on the content, his entire body jolted!

"Spirit: Blue Silver Grass... Innate Full Spirit Power?!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen the brightest star in the dark of night.

He stared fixedly at the document, his breathing becoming rapid.

"Haha... Hahahahaha!"

Yu Xiaogang could not help but look up and laugh, his laughter filled with ecstasy and triumph.

Heaven has not abandoned me, Yu Xiaogang!

He screamed wildly in his heart.

Missing out on Ling Xuqing, who also had Innate Full Spirit Power, had broken his heart and kept him awake for nights.

But he never expected that just a few days later, the heavens would send him another genius with Innate Full Spirit Power!

And it was even the "trash" spirit, Blue Silver Grass!

This was simply the perfect candidate for a disciple!

Blue Silver Grass was a universally recognized trash spirit, but if combined with his theories and his guidance, it could absolutely turn decay into magic!

Ling Xuqing, oh Ling Xuqing...

Yu Xiaogang sneered in his heart. Didn't you reject me before? Didn't you say I wasn't worthy of you? Fine, now I will show you who the true Master is! When you see Tang San shine under my guidance, you will realize how foolish your decision was!

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, and put on a gentle, kind smile.

He looked at Tang San and said softly, "Child, your name is Tang San, right?"

Tang San nodded, watching Yu Xiaogang with vigilance.

"I am a teacher at this academy, my name is Yu Xiaogang." Yu Xiaogang squatted down to look Tang San in the eye. "Are you willing to take me as your master? I will train you into the most outstanding Spirit Master."

Tang San was silent for a moment, then asked, "What can you give me?"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned, clearly not expecting a six-year-old to ask such a question.

But he quickly recovered and said confidently:

"What I can give you is something others cannot. I can make you understand that there are no trash spirits, only trash Spirit Masters. I can make you a true powerhouse!"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang's fanatical eyes and pondered to himself.

This person... he does seem to have some ability.

Moreover, he had just seen that this man was very knowledgeable about his spirit and spirit power.

"Okay." Tang San nodded. "I agree."

"Good! Good! Good!" Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed, repeating the word three times.

Not far away.

Ling Xuqing, Gu Yuena, Xiao Wu, and A Yin had taken in the entire scene.

"Why is it him again?!"

The moment Xiao Wu saw Yu Xiaogang, her anger flared up.

She put her hands on her hips and said indignantly,

"Why is this guy like a ghost that won't go away! It's so annoying!"

A Yin also frowned slightly, a flash of disgust in her eyes. "This person is indeed unpleasant. That high-and-mighty attitude of his is truly nauseating."

Gu Yuena tilted her little head, her purple eyes full of confusion. "Brother, who is he?"

"A very annoying guy," Xiao Wu answered first. "Na'er, don't you ever pay attention to him; he's just a liar!"

Ling Xuqing watched Yu Xiaogang's smug expression, a playful smile curling his lips.

"Let's go," he said softly. "The show is over, and it's time for us to head back."

"Mm!" The three girls nodded obediently.

The group turned and walked toward the dormitories.

Behind them, Yu Xiaogang was pulling Tang San along, striding through the academy gate.