Tang San-no, Yu Xiaosan's Day

Fasno Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Xiaosan, aren't you coming out to play with us?" Lin Liu, the dorm leader, called to Tang San in the far corner.

Hearing someone call him, Tang San turned his head.

"No, thanks. I want to cultivate a little longer," he said, his expression indifferent.

"All right, all right." Lin Liu smiled awkwardly. He hadn't expected such a blunt refusal.

The other roommates weren't as good-tempered as Lin Liu. One after another, they began mocking Tang San.

"Forget it, dorm leader. He's a noble scion from some great family. He's busy cultivating so he can return to the family."

"Exactly. If we go have fun, wouldn't we be holding him back?"

"Now, that's where you're wrong. So what if his Innate Soul Power is level six? Is a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul even worth cultivating?"

"Hahaha, true! A Trash Martial Soul wants to become a powerful Soul Master? Isn't he dreaming?!"

"..."

Tang San had initially transferred into Fasno Junior Soul Master Academy as a midterm student.

Because his surname was Yu and the "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang had brought him there, Tang San had been placed in the first-year nobles' class.

The students in a class like that were naturally descendants of Fasno City's prominent families.

At first, the other students had been eager to get close to Tang San.

After all, even if his Martial Soul was the useless Blue Silver Grass, he still had his background.

The surname Yu alone, coupled with the fact that the "Grandmaster" had brought him in, was enough to set imaginations running.

Children on the Douluo Continent often grew up fast.

That was especially true of the nobles' class. They knew whom to court.

But day after day, everyone had offered him warm smiles only to meet a cold backside. Tang San still acted as though everyone was beneath him.

Then someone found out about Tang San's origins from the academic affairs office.

The students who had wanted to befriend him gradually gave up on the idea.

For more than a month, Tang San had also kept to himself, withdrawn and solitary.

As time went on, their relations steadily soured.

Some people even mocked Tang San to his face whenever they ran into him.

Perhaps that was the only way to regain the dignity they had lost while fawning over him.

"Xiaosan, don't take it to heart. They're just a bit blunt. We'll be off, then."

After hurriedly saying that, Lin Liu ushered the other roommates out of the dorm.

These brats have already found their path to death! Sitting on his bed, Tang San watched the departing group with cold eyes.

Playing with a pack of brats who only knew how to flatter the powerful and trample the weak would only lower his intelligence, as far as Tang San was concerned.

If he hadn't followed his teacher's advice and kept a low profile, he would have become a One-Ring Soul Master long ago.

The monthly break finally starts this afternoon. Teacher can finally take me to obtain a Soul Ring.

The thought of the coming break put Tang San in a rare good mood.

Obtaining a Soul Ring was, without exaggeration, the thing he had looked forward to most lately.

Some time ago, he had suddenly fainted at home in Holy Soul Village.

When he woke, he found himself in unfamiliar surroundings.

He had also woken up covered in bumps and bruises.

Most importantly, an incredibly sleazy-looking middle-aged man had been beside him.

If the man hadn't immediately produced the letter Tang San's father had written, Tang San would have attacked him.

Things had been unpleasant at first when Yu Xiaogang explained what had happened to Tang San.

But at least everything had been cleared up in the end.

Tang San had quickly accepted his situation and settled into life in Fasno City.

After all, his standard of living had shot straight upward.

Back in Holy Soul Village, he'd had to gather firewood before dawn, then return home to heat water. The porridge he ate was as thin as plain water.

Tang San had also been won over by Yu Xiaogang's knowledge and taken him as his teacher.

The only thing that bothered Tang San was having to change his name and appearance to attend school in this strange place.

Even the hunt for his Soul Ring had to be postponed, wasting the gift of his Innate Full Soul Power.

Dad, who are you, really? Tang San gazed out the window and thought of his father.

He had so many questions.

Unfortunately, his teacher refused to answer them.

He would have to wait until he grew stronger, then seek the answers himself.

That afternoon, Tang San climbed into Yu Xiaogang's carriage.

"Xiaosan, you can hardly wait, can you?" Yu Xiaogang said with a chuckle.

"Yes, Teacher. I want to become a Soul Master as soon as possible." Tang San nodded.

After more than a month at Fasno Academy, he was no longer the country child who knew nothing.

He had learned about Martial Souls, Soul Masters, and the knowledge surrounding them.

"We'll travel through the night. Tomorrow, we can enter the Soul Hunting Forest and hunt a Soul Beast for you."

"I've made every possible preparation for this day."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang pointed at the great heap of white radishes inside the carriage.

Huh? Tang San didn't understand, but in his eyes, whatever Yu Xiaogang said was right.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had recognized his Twin Martial Souls at a glance,

found a path suited to the development of his Blue Silver Grass, and given him the life he now enjoyed.

To Tang San at that moment, calling Yu Xiaogang a second father would not have been an exaggeration.

My cultivation plan can finally begin!

All of you who once looked down on me, just wait. Once I've raised Xiaosan, you'll see who was right and who was wrong!!

Excitement gleamed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

In a sense, he was even more impatient than Tang San for Tang San to become a Soul Master.

If he hadn't wanted to prevent Tang San from hearing Spirit Hall announce that it had gravely wounded Tang Hao and drawing troubling conclusions,

Yu Xiaogang would have taken him to hunt for a Soul Ring during the first monthly break.

The sooner Tang San became a Soul Master, the sooner Yu Xiaogang could put his carefully designed cultivation plan into practice.

Several days later, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San returned to Fasno City from the Soul Hunting Forest.

By the end of the trip, Tang San had become a One-Ring Soul Master.

But he could not go to Spirit Hall to register as a Soul Master, nor could he reveal it at will.

After all, Tang San was now Yu Xiaosan, whose Innate Soul Power was only level six.

Obtaining a Soul Ring and becoming a Soul Master so quickly would defy common sense.

Why does the Entanglement Soul Skill feel a little weak? In class, Tang San could think of nothing but the first Soul Skill he had obtained a few days earlier.

The boost from a hundred-year Mandala Snake was pitifully slight.