Until he found a way to solve Xiao Ding's problem, Xiao Ding's existence had to remain a secret.
Still, Lu Yi was confident. He had an enormous store of knowledge and a librarian who could retrieve anything from it at any time.
If even that failed to yield a solution, Xiao Ding could only blame his luck.
After settling Xiao Ding in, Lu Yi left him ample supplies, plenty of things to keep boredom at bay, and, of course, a great many books.
Thanks to his mother's teaching, Xiao Ding was not like many poor commoners who could not read a single word. He could read fluently.
But because of his Martial Soul, he had never been able to attend an Academy like most children from Soul Master or Soul Engineer families. In a life spent drifting from place to place, even food and shelter had been hard to come by, let alone expensive books.
"You know your own situation. I'm taking a risk by letting you stay, and I don't want this act of kindness to prove a mistake. Do you understand?"
At Lu Yi's words, Xiao Ding nodded obediently.
This was the first time in his life he had met a Soul King so easy to talk to. The fact that Lu Yi had spared him was a blessing he must have earned in a previous life.
"You are a true divine emissary, saving me from fire and water. May you—"
"Enough. Spare me the formalities." Lu Yi had no interest in hearing them. "Besides, a person needs a skill to make a living."
"Since your Martial Soul is a typical Evil Martial Soul, cultivating it will always carry risks. I'm not asking you to work for me, but you should at least learn a trade that can