The First Soul Skill: Black Silk Binding Life

Tang San raised an eyebrow and secretly activated Purple Demon Eye. "Ah Yin, your physical strength has improved so much that I won't hold back."

With that, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to close in on Tang Yin.

"First Soul Skill, Black Silk Binding Life!"

Blue Silver Emperor burst from the ground and quickly wound around Tang San's thigh.

Tang San's gaze sharpened. Using Mysterious Jade Hand, he smashed the Blue Silver and charged again.

Was it that simple?

"Soft threads sweep forth and wind around bare bones; they bind life force and lock the enemy in place."

Absorption and regeneration!

The remaining branches and leaves began to draw on Tang San's Soul Power, winding around him again.

Tang San looked helplessly at the Blue Silver Emperor wrapped around his entire body and could only admit defeat. "All right, all right, I lose."

Tang Yin explained:

"My Soul Skill combines control and support. On the offensive, it can restrain and absorb; on the defensive, it can heal and share senses."

This Soul Skill could also share perception, much like Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes.

Even with Tang Yin possessing such strength, Tang San still decided to give him the Silent Sleeve Sword.

Tang Yin pretended to be curious.

That satisfied Tang San's desire as an older brother to share. "This is the Silent Sleeve Sword. Dad and I forged the iron together. Ah Yin, from now on, I can earn money as a blacksmith."

Back home, Tang Hao sensed Tang Yin's abundant life force and his strength as a Soul Master, and reproached him for obtaining a Soul Ring so recklessly.

Tang Yin brought up his Martial Soul's senses and the like, and Tang Hao finally stopped being angry.

He thought it over calmly, then spoke to Tang Yin alone.

"Ah Yin, do you know how your Martial Soul differs from Little San's?"

Tang Yin shook his head.

"Your Martial Soul came from your mother. Once you've grown to a certain point, I'll give you something your mother left behind."

"Dad, where are you going?"

"To take revenge."

"Don't try to find me. Don't tell Little San about today yet. The two of you should focus on cultivating in Nuoding City."

The next day, Old Jack came to take the brothers away.

Although Nuoding City was not large, it was close to the Heaven Dou Empire's border, and its walls were thick.

After being questioned and making inquiries along the way, they finally reached the west side of the city.

From a distance, they saw a towering archway.

The gate was built from hard rock, with the words "Nuoding Academy" hanging in its center.

Beneath the archway stood pitch-black iron railings.

As they drew closer, Tang San's gaze sharpened. "These railings are actually made of refined iron."

Sure enough, being a Soul Master really was a noble profession.

They reached the academy entrance and, as expected, were stopped by the gatekeeper.

The young man looked at them with the arrogance of a city dweller.

Tang Yin stepped forward. "Big brother, we're work-study students. Are there any formalities we need to complete?"

Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper treated Tang Yin quite well and pointed them toward the academic affairs office without even checking their Martial Soul certificates.

Is this the effect of my bewitching bones? Will Little San still become Yu Xiaogang's disciple? Tang Yin thought.

The brothers said goodbye to Old Jack and entered Nuoding Academy.

The two went to the academic affairs office and submitted their Martial Soul certificates, startling several teachers.

"Two with Innate Full Soul Power? Is this real? And they both have the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

The teachers looked at Tang Yin with both satisfaction and regret.

"You two will live in Dorm Seven. The teacher there will assign you work."

Dorm Seven had the worst conditions of all the dorms. After all, work-study students were exempt from tuition, so they couldn't be treated as well as regular students. Dorm Seven was also the only dorm shared by students from multiple grades.

The two had just pushed open the door when they saw a sturdier child jump off a bed.

"New here? I'm Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is War Tiger, and I'm the boss of Dorm Seven. You two brats, what are your names, and what are your Martial Souls?"

"I'm Tang San, and my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. The one behind me is my younger brother, Tang Yin. His Martial Soul is the same as mine."

"Blue Silver Grass can cultivate too? Little San, you'd better listen to me from now on, got it?"

If it had been a friendly nickname, that would have been one thing, but Wang Sheng was clearly looking for trouble. Tang San's smile gradually faded.

"So you're pretty brave, huh?"

"I'm super brave, all right?"

Tang Yin raised an eyebrow. "Go on, Little San, teach him a lesson."