A Carefully Orchestrated "Fate"

Matching the physique of an ordinary Soul Master was clearly something worth celebrating, but Han Tao wasn't blinded by this seemingly minor delight, because for some Soul Masters, this kind of growth was far too cheap.

Perhaps only someone with a "trash" Martial Soul like his would regard this slight increase in physique as a rare delicacy.

"Then the next core is the Meditation Method!"

The difficulty of the Optimize Meditation Method was beyond what he could challenge at present. Even with the Deep Treatment Soul Skill, Han Tao couldn't recklessly open up unfamiliar Meridians—or what were supposedly called "Acupoints."

However, in Douluo Continent, high-level Meditation Methods still existed.

After returning to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, Han Tao saw those students again, and a faint sense of superiority rose in his heart.

"See? I'm already a Soul Master now."

Bang! Han Tao suddenly smacked himself hard on the head, dispelling his ridiculous sense of superiority.

Everyone had moments when they became bloated with pride, and Han Tao was no exception. Precisely because of that, restraining himself became all the more precious.

After passing through the classrooms and library, Han Tao arrived at the principal's office once more and gently knocked on the door before him.

"Principal, I'd like to apply for early graduation!"

Seeing Han Tao arrive, Principal Su lifted a teacup, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. "You've broken through to Soul Master?"

Han Tao nodded and revealed the first pale-yellow Soul Ring on his Martial Soul.

"First Soul Skill, Firefly Light!"

As a faint healing radiance emerged, Principal Su nodded in satisfaction and agreed.

"Just in time. This year's students are graduating. You can go with them."

Han Tao agreed, but suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned to Principal Su and made a request.

"Principal Su, could you help me write an admission recommendation letter?"

A recommendation letter was meaningless for a genius like Tang San, but for a "trash" like Han Tao, it was far too important.

After Han Tao's relentless flattery, Principal Su still agreed. After all, who would refuse a child's reasonable request?

Afterward, the principal brought Han Tao to the training grounds. Under the witness of the Teacher and students, he completed the relevant graduation ceremony.

Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy issued Han Tao a diploma bearing the emblems of the Heaven Dou Empire and Spirit Hall.

"Next, I should find a new academy."

Han Tao accepted the diploma and recommendation letter, then thanked the principal once more.

Afterward, he prepared to leave this rather dangerous Novice Village.

Actually, at present, Han Tao didn't have many places he could go.

Shrek Academy only accepted geniuses. Its tuition was outrageously expensive, and it was exceptionally good at teaching geniuses into worthless people. Han Tao didn't consider going there at all.

Heaven Dou Empire Royal Academy was a good place, but it only accepted nobles and people with connections. With Han Tao's status, he might as well not go there to hit a wall.

The Four Elements Academy had extremely strict admission rules, and Han Tao met none of their requirements.

Blue Tyrant Academy was instead the most suitable for a commoner like him. But even Blue Tyrant Academy required applicants to reach Level 20 before they could enter.

Among the Upper Three Sects, the Clear Sky Sect had an absurd number of rules, and the Sect itself was absurd in its own way. But if one's Martial Soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, the power of the Clear Sky Nine Wonders could make up for every flaw.

Tang San and Tang Hao had relied on the Clear Sky Nine Wonders to erase the gap between Top Martial Souls and God-level Martial Souls. It was an incredibly heaven-defying technique.

Han Tao could forget about it. His Martial Soul wasn't the Clear Sky Hammer, and the Clear Sky Sect had secluded itself from the world. He couldn't even find the place.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was a bloodline-based community. The entire Sect was managed according to bloodline clans, and outsiders with different surnames held extremely low status within it, usually becoming targets for exploitation.

An outsider Soul Master could never enter its inner circle, so there was nothing worth relying on in this lousy family.

As things stood, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was instead the best choice, because its Sect Master was an auxiliary-type Soul Master who couldn't break through to Soul Douluo.

Restricted by the Sect Master's strength, they had to recruit geniuses and befriend the powerful, maintaining ties in every direction. Only then could they preserve their position among the Upper Three Sects. Precisely because of this, it was an excellent place for Han Tao to seek refuge.

Not only that, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's upper- and lower-level combat strength was separated by a cliff. They desperately longed for geniuses to appear. In the original story, they repeatedly tried to recruit Tang San for precisely this reason.

If he could display even the slightest bit of talent within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he would receive rewards and resources that he wouldn't dare imagine from the other Sects.

"It's you, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Han Tao made up his mind. He decided to take a gamble.

With his "trash" talent as an eleven-year-old Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul wielder, he most likely wouldn't be valued by them. But compared with the other Sects, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was actually the easiest to enter.

Notting City was some distance from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. The journey required passing through the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, and with Han Tao's current strength, getting there would still be somewhat dangerous.

But Han Tao had a way. First, he followed the graduating students' group to Heaven Dou City. Then, he joined a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect trade caravan and successfully reached the Mountain Gate.

"Is this the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

There was also a gatekeeper before the Sect's Mountain Gate. He performed his duty and questioned Han Tao.

"Who are you? What business do you have at our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Han Tao was still young and didn't look fierce, so the gatekeeper's attitude was very amiable.

Hearing the gatekeeper's question, Han Tao pretended to be nervous. Lowering his voice, he replied timidly.

"I'm a student who just graduated. I came here to Seek Knowledge."

The gatekeeper scratched his head and answered in confusion.

"But our Sect doesn't recruit students."

Seeing Han Tao standing there in distress, the gatekeeper was momentarily at a loss as well. He looked at the child blankly.

Han Tao took out his diploma, recommendation letter, and identity document, then looked at the gatekeeper with a sincere gaze.

Perhaps his heart had softened. In the end, the gatekeeper accepted the items from Han Tao's hands and responded to his expectations.

"All right. I'll go report this."

After saying that, he walked toward the interior of the Mountain Gate, while Han Tao remained alone where he stood.

Yes, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wasn't a school. They yearned for geniuses and recruited geniuses, but they had never accepted students before.

Han Tao became the first case.

A child born in a distant region had, after graduating from school, taken none of the examinations for other schools. Instead, he had traveled thousands of miles, stumbling and staggering, to a Sect that had never recruited students before.

How could this not be a kind of "fate"? It was a carefully orchestrated "fate," and it was also Han Tao's true admission examination.

He had never believed that his so-called "talent" could move Ning Fengzhi. But "sincerity," "character," and "fate" together might perhaps give him an answer.