Enrolling at Heaven Dou Academy, Yu Xiaogang Secretly Regretted It

The moment these words were spoken.

Qian Renxue's body visibly stiffened, and her heart began pounding wildly.

Especially at what Jiang Nanchen had said.

What would his reaction be if he discovered that the person he was describing sounded very much like her?

If I ever reveal myself to Jiang Nanchen, his expression will definitely be wonderful.

I'm really looking forward to it.

Qian Renxue straightened up and coughed lightly. "Nanchen, you're absolutely right. Bibi Dong's daughter is called Qian Renxue. Her Martial Soul is the Six-Winged Angel, similar to your Angel Martial Soul. And she's a great beauty, far prettier than that old woman Bibi Dong."

How narcissistic!

Jiang Nanchen rolled his eyes.

Forget it. He would let her brag all she wanted. It was none of his business anyway.

Along the way, Qian Renxue was extremely excited, chattering endlessly as she praised Qian Renxue and belittled her mother, Bibi Dong, until she was worthless.

In short, aside from being powerful, Bibi Dong was inferior to Qian Renxue in every way.

Ah, women were terrifying when they started comparing themselves.

They entered the academy. Since it was the weekend, there were not many people around.

They made their way straight to the academy council.

Before the council's doors, Qian Renxue stopped.

"Nanchen, the academy's three strongest council members are inside. They're all at the Soul Douluo level. I'll do the talking later. Just act according to the situation."

"Let's go in. You do your talking. When it's time for me to perform, I'll make my move."

Jiang Nanchen's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

Qian Renxue raised her brows slightly. This little fellow was truly confident.

She said no more and raised a hand to push open the doors.

Three chairs stood at the front of the hall. Meng Shenji, the chief council member, sat in the center. His hair and beard were both white, and his aura was steady.

Bai Baoshan, somewhat plump, sat on the left, while Zhi Lin, thin-faced, sat on the right. The three were all among the academy's highest-ranking figures.

Upon seeing Xue Qinghe enter, the three immediately rose and cupped their hands in salute.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Qian Renxue gestured for them not to stand on ceremony and walked straight into the hall.

"No need for formalities, the three of you. I came today to enroll my younger brother."

Qian Renxue shifted half a step aside, revealing Jiang Nanchen behind her.

"Jiang Nanchen, six years old, Innate Full Soul Power, Sacred Angel Martial Soul."

"Innate Full Soul Power?!"

All three were stunned, their gazes snapping to Jiang Nanchen in unison.

A six-year-old child with Innate Full Soul Power was already rare, let alone one with an Angel Martial Soul.

Meng Shenji stroked his beard and pondered. "Your Highness, an Angel Martial Soul is no trivial matter. Might we have a look?"

Before Qian Renxue could speak, Jiang Nanchen stepped forward.

Golden Soul Power erupted abruptly. A pair of radiant wings unfurled behind him, sacred energy spreading through the hall as a yellow Soul Ring tinged with purple slowly rose beneath his feet.

"Innate Full Soul Power. Angel Martial Soul."

The three knew that Angel Martial Souls were closely connected to the Qian Family of Spirit Hall. However, rather than asking about that first, they chose to learn Jiang Nanchen's specific circumstances.

It would not be too late to ask about the child's background afterward.

"How many years is your first Soul Ring?"

With an Angel Martial Soul, its age surely would not be low.

"My first Soul Ring is from an eight-hundred-year Blazing Light Tiger."

Jiang Nanchen answered truthfully.

The pupils of the three council members constricted sharply as they all sprang to their feet.

An eight-hundred-year first Soul Ring? This was simply unheard of!

An eight-hundred-year first Soul Ring.

Though Qian Renxue already knew, hearing it again still shocked her somewhat.

Even she had not been that impressive.

Jiang Nanchen could only be called monstrously talented.

"Withdraw your Martial Soul and Soul Ring."

Jiang Nanchen nodded and withdrew both his Soul Ring and Martial Soul.

Without waiting for the three to ask, Qian Renxue directly said, "Jiang Nanchen comes from Holy Soul Village. He was adopted by the village chief, Old Jack, and has no special identity."

The three nodded slightly upon hearing this.

What they feared most was that Jiang Nanchen belonged to the Angel Clan and would be recalled by the Qian Family just as he was about to take part in the future Soul Master Tournament.

Then all their efforts would have been in vain.

"Your Highness, Jiang Nanchen may enroll. Once he matures, he will naturally become one of the academy's greatest talents."

Meng Shenji gave his word.

Even if the Sacred Angel was not the Six-Winged Angel, it was still one of the top-tier Martial Souls. On top of that, his first Soul Ring was eight hundred years old.

He already had a higher starting point than others.

"That's good. I'll bring him to class tomorrow. I need to take him home first."

Jiang Nanchen still needed to absorb that stone.

He could register first. Starting classes tomorrow would not be too late.

"As you wish, Your Highness."

Qian Renxue took Jiang Nanchen's hand and left.

All three felt as though they had found a treasure.

Since the Crown Prince had personally sent him here, Heaven Dou Academy's future was bright.

Before long, they returned to the Crown Prince's Residence.

Jiang Nanchen immediately returned to his room. Qian Renxue did not disturb him, instead returning to her study to handle government affairs.

"This stone!"

Jiang Nanchen took out the Sacred Radiance Stone and began studying it carefully, trying to figure out how to absorb it.

When he tried holding it in his palm and began cultivating, the Sacred Radiance Stone started to glow.

"So that's how it works?"

Jiang Nanchen began cultivating slowly.

The Sacred Radiance Stone began purifying Jiang Nanchen's Soul Power, removing all its impurities.

Meanwhile, at Nording Academy.

After obtaining his first soul skill and returning to Nording Academy, master and disciple Tang San and Yu Xiaogang each had their own thoughts.

Yu Xiaogang wanted Jiang Nanchen to face reality and understand the benefits of taking him as a master.

Tang San wanted to prove his teacher right.

Yet after searching for some time, they found nothing. Finally, when Xiao Wu saw them, she told them that Jiang Nanchen had already left.

"What? He just left?"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that his chest felt tight.

He had prepared so thoroughly, yet the boy had simply left. At the very least, they should have fought before he left!

Maybe then he could have proven his theory!

Since Jiang Nanchen had left, there was nothing more Yu Xiaogang could say.

"Who took him away?"

"An elder of Spirit Hall, Porcupinefish Douluo!" Xiao Wu answered.

"Spirit Hall!" Yu Xiaogang paused, looking somewhat dazed. If he had accepted this disciple earlier, that Spirit Hall elder surely would have given him some benefits before leaving.

Unfortunately, all of that had come to nothing.

"Little San, go back to the academy with Xiao Wu first. I'm going back to rest."

"Yes, Teacher." Tang San nodded.

Back in his office, Yu Xiaogang sighed to himself. What a pity.

Just as he lifted his teacup for a sip, the door was suddenly opened.

Yu Xiaogang was already in a bad mood and was about to flare up. But when he saw the black-robed figure remove his hood, revealing that dirty face, he was so frightened that his teacup fell from his hand.

"You... you're the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!"

Yu Xiaogang was filled with disbelief. Then he thought of Tang San and suddenly understood.

"So Little San is your son!"

Tang Hao waved a hand. "That's merely an old title. I came this time to entrust Little San to your care."

"Entrust him to me? Aren't you going to care about Little San anymore?"

Yu Xiaogang was puzzled. Was he really abandoning his own son?

"I trust you, and I trust Little San. That is enough."

Tang Hao put his hood back on, took out a token, and tossed it to Yu Xiaogang.

"I need to attend to my own matters."

Yu Xiaogang caught the token. When he looked up again, Tang Hao had already vanished.