This Child Is Quite Good, but Still Needs Refinement!

A few days later, Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy.

The sunlight of the new semester spilled across the clean stone paths. Students gathered in groups of two or three, dressed in the Academy's uniform attire and holding their textbooks as they excitedly discussed what they had seen during the break and the cultivation courses that were about to begin.

It was a scene brimming with life.

Meanwhile, inside the Academy's administration building, Master sat in his office, quietly flipping through a thick book. His brows held their usual gravity and concentration.

"Snap--!"

Just then, a sudden noise shattered the room's silence. The office door was violently pushed open from outside.

Master was slightly startled by the sight. He raised his head and saw a middle-aged man rush in, panting heavily. It was Director Su from the Academic Affairs Office.

"Master, sorry for intruding."

Director Su had hurried over, and beads of sweat faintly glistened on his forehead as he spoke.

Master frowned, set down the book in his hand, and slowly rose. His tone carried a trace of impatience. "Director Su, why are you rushing around in such a panic?"

Director Su wiped away his sweat and said urgently, "Master, I wanted to ask if you've seen Tang Chuan. He... he doesn't seem to have returned to school to register."

"Tang Chuan?" Master was slightly taken aback, then his brows drew tightly together. He snorted unhappily and said, "He's a Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master with only one level of Innate Soul Power. What does it matter to me whether he returns to school or not? You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

Director Su hurriedly waved his hands and explained, "No, no, Master, you misunderstood. I just asked Tang Chuan's younger brother, Tang San. He said that before he went home, his Brother told him that in a few days he would be going with one of the Academy's teachers to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain a Soul Ring."

Master's brows twitched slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes, but he did not speak.

Director Su continued, "But the Academic Affairs Office never arranged any plan for Tang Chuan to obtain a Soul Ring, nor did any teacher take him out. I thought he had received some special consideration from you... After all, he's your disciple Tang San's Brother."

"Tang Chuan never came to see me." Hearing this, Master's brows immediately tightened. After a moment of silence, he replied indifferently.

But this was what he thought inwardly:

Could this boy... have secretly gone to the Soul Hunting Forest alone?

"With his strength, I doubt any Spirit Hunting Team would want him. Even if one was actually willing to take him, after entering the forest, they would very likely treat him as an Abandoned Child. If they encountered danger, he would probably be the first one thrown out as a shield."

At this thought, the corners of Master's mouth curved into a faint smile.

Could this boy have seen Xiao San's Soul Power Level rising too quickly and developed a competitive streak? Is that why he was so desperate to hunt a Soul Beast and obtain a Soul Ring?

"Ugh..." Director Su sighed inwardly. He looked even more anxious and shouted angrily, "That boy couldn't have gone to the Soul Hunting Forest alone, could he? How ignorant!"

But just then, a rapid series of footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.

Before Master and Director Su could react, the office door was once again pushed open with a bang.

A Blue-Clad Youth appeared in the doorway. Sunlight spilled down from behind him, covering his entire body in a faint golden halo.

This person was Tang Chuan.

"Director Su, I heard you were looking for me?"

At this, Director Su abruptly turned his head. His eyes widened, and he crossed the distance in three quick steps, looking Tang Chuan up and down before launching into a furious reprimand:

"You brat! You finally came back! Where did you run off to? The entire Academy has already been in class for half a day! I've been looking for you for half a day too."

Tang Chuan awkwardly scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, Director Su. I... I went to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt a Soul Beast."

Director Su's expression changed drastically. "Alone?!"

"Yes."

"Were you injured? You didn't have an entry order, so how did you get into the forest?!"

As Director Su's questions came crashing down one after another, Tang Chuan simply confessed, "I slipped into a relatively large Spirit Hunting Team. Those people didn't know each other to begin with; they had only formed the team temporarily. After entering, I found a suitable Soul Beast... Well, I was lucky and managed to break through."

After saying this, he slowly raised his right hand and spread open his palm. A Blue Silver Grass shimmering with a faint blue-gold radiance immediately emerged from it, releasing a trace of Life Force.

At the same time, white light flashed beneath Tang Chuan's feet, and a White Spirit Ring rose into the air.

Looking at this scene, Director Su was stunned. Then, delight flashed through his eyes, and he exclaimed, "A white Soul Ring?! You actually succeeded? And you came back alive! Your Soul Ring also seems to be circulating steadily, which means its fusion is extremely high. That proves the Soul Beast you hunted has excellent compatibility with your Martial Soul! Not bad, Tang Chuan!"

In Director Su's eyes, a commoner youth whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass had managed to enter the Soul Hunting Forest alone, safely hunt a Soul Beast, and successfully fuse with a Soul Ring. That already demonstrated extremely rare talent and courage. Even if it was only a Ten-Year Soul Ring, it was still enough to prove his ability.

However, Master let out a cold laugh at this moment, his eyes filled with disdain:

"A white Ten-Year Soul Ring?"

Immediately afterward, he walked forward slowly and glanced at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang Chuan's palm and the White Spirit Ring. His tone was filled with undisguised mockery.

"Hahahaha... You really are bold, boy. You actually dared to go to the Soul Hunting Forest alone to hunt a Soul Beast. You truly have no regard for your own life. The fact that you came back was entirely due to luck. Even I nearly suffered a mishap the last time I took Xiao San to the Soul Hunting Forest."

"If I hadn't been there to protect him, Xiao San would probably have died beneath the Mandala Snake's fangs. The dangers of the Soul Beast Forest aren't something a little Soul Master like you, who has only cultivated for a few years, can imagine."

"You really are an absolute fool!"

"In order to cultivate as quickly as possible, you actually disregarded your own life. I don't mind telling you that obtaining a Soul Ring a few days earlier or later makes no difference. Even if your Soul Power reaches a bottleneck, you can still cultivate Soul Power without obtaining a Soul Ring."

"Didn't you claim to be proficient in Spirit Theory before? You don't even understand such a simple principle?"

Hearing this, Tang Chuan remained calm and listened to the cold words without the slightest change in expression. He neither argued nor lowered his head. He merely smiled faintly and glanced at Director Su.

"Director Su, may I go back to class?"

Director Su froze for a moment, then awkwardly scratched his head and hurriedly said, "Ah, of course, of course you can. You can also return to the dormitory and rest first. Resume classes tomorrow."

"Mm." Tang Chuan nodded and turned to leave.

Only after Tang Chuan had left the office and his back gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor did Director Su finally speak.

"Master, why did you... say those things just now?"

His tone carried a trace of confusion.

"At Tang Chuan's age, to cultivate Blue Silver Grass, that Waste Spirit, to this extent, and even obtain a Soul Ring by himself, he is already one of the outstanding ones among commoners. Even if it's only a Ten-Year Soul Ring, that's still remarkable."

"Don't you think humiliating him to his face like that... was too hurtful?"

Upon hearing this, Master's fingers paused slightly as he flipped through the pages. He slowly closed the book, raised his head, and looked at Director Su expressionlessly.

"You think I was trying to suppress him?"

"No. The reason I said those things just now... was precisely for his own good."

He clasped his hands behind his back and gazed at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window. A faint smile touched his lips.

"That boy is extremely stubborn. You've never truly gotten to know him, so you don't understand."

"He once questioned my Spirit Theory in front of Xiao San and me. You can call it courage or independence, but with his temperament, once he makes up his mind about something, he won't easily listen to anyone else. Even if you break down the reasoning and explain it to him piece by piece, he'll only think you're deceiving him. He's simply impossible to teach."

"If I hadn't deliberately spoken more harshly, he might truly have thought that with one level of Innate Soul Power and a Blue Silver Grass Spirit, he could carve out a path for himself."

"You also know how cruel the Spirit Master World is. Those with low strength but blind confidence either die at the hands of Soul Beasts or enemies, or are destroyed by their own hands."

"This child is quite good, but still needs refinement!"

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the shadows of the campus trees and spilled onto the stone path in mottled patterns.

After leaving the office, Tang Chuan did not go to class. Instead, he followed the familiar road back to his dormitory.

On the way back, a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth. His footsteps were light, and he seemed to be in an excellent mood.

He had not been affected in the slightest by Master's words earlier.

In Tang Chuan's view, people like Master were shameless, stubbornly convinced of their own logic, obstinate, hypocritical, hypocritically inconsistent, and obsessed with saving face—in a single word, an idiot.

He could not be bothered to argue with an idiot.

When the day came that Master truly touched his Reverse Scale, Master would have plenty to suffer.

After all, before transmigrating to Douluo Continent, Tang Chuan had read countless Douluo fanfictions. Some sent Master to prison to meet Scarface, some turned him into a eunuch, and others transformed Master into a woman and had him encounter General Yuwen and his subordinates.

All kinds of methods had emerged endlessly!

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