Chapter 56: Tang San Enters the Academy
In the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasno Province, Notting City.
An old man with white hair and a hunched back leaned on a cane, leading a young boy toward the junior soul master academy in the city.
The young boy had short blue hair, with an ordinary appearance that didn't attract much attention.
If Ning Bei were here, he would instantly recognize the young boy as the future King of Tang.
It was the annual opening season at Notting Academy, and the village chief was bringing Tang San, the only one in Holy Soul Village with soul power, to the academy to enroll.
However, as soon as they reached the entrance, the guards stopped them.
"Hey, you two, what are you doing here?"
The village chief's old face showed a hint of eagerness.
"Good sirs, I've brought this child to enroll. Please let us pass."
He then handed over the soul master certification given to him by Su Yuntao.
The guard took the certification, glanced at it, and then looked back at the elderly man and the boy with a mocking expression.
"Blue Silver Grass? And innate full soul power? There's a limit to how much you can lie. I think this certification is fake!"
Upon hearing this, the village chief became anxious and stepped forward to argue with the guard.
"How could it be fake? This is a certificate personally given by Master Su Yuntao, with the Soul Hall's official seal!"
The guard wasn't interested in their explanation. He was just trying to extort money from them. He pushed the old village chief with one hand, sending him staggering back several steps.
Tang San, standing behind, caught him and coldly glared at the two guards.
His gaze stirred the guards' displeasure.
"Kid, what's with that look? You want to die?"
"Xuantian Treasure Record, the general principle, identify your enemies. If there's a clear path to kill, there's no need for mercy, otherwise, you'll only bring more trouble upon yourself. These two have clearly already taken the path to death!"
Thinking this, his hand already moved toward his sleeve, where his hidden sleeve arrow was.
Just as Tang San was about to act, a deep voice interrupted, giving him a sense of reassurance like that of a father.
"Hold on, old sir, may I see the certification?"
A middle-aged man with short hair and a scholarly appearance walked up to the village chief and extended his hand for the soul master certification.
The old village chief saw that the guards didn't dare to speak up and immediately handed over the certification, which had been dropped on the ground.
The middle-aged man was none other than Yu Xiaogang, the second son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's sect leader.
Yu Xiaogang took the certification, and upon seeing the writing, his pupils slightly contracted. Combining it with his theories, he had some ideas forming in his mind.
"This certification is real. Leave this child to me."
He then looked at the two guards.
"This is the last time. If there's a next time, I'll have the principal handle this."
Despite Master being a renowned failure, the two ordinary guards didn't dare provoke a soul master. They immediately lowered their heads and apologized.
"Yes, yes, Master! We'll never dare again."
Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Tang San, who was standing next to the village chief.
"Come with me."
Tang San looked at the village chief, who nodded in return.
"Xiao San, listen to Master while you're at the academy, okay?"
"I understand, Grandpa."
Tang San followed Yu Xiaogang into Notting Academy, curiously observing the surrounding buildings. Having stayed in Holy Soul Village for so long, it was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.
After a while, Tang San realized he didn't even know the identity of the teacher in front of him, so he asked,
"Master, they called you 'Master,' are you a teacher at the academy?"
Yu Xiaogang turned around, pulling out a self-satisfied smile, but it looked rather awkward on his stiff face.
"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy, I'm just someone who eats for free. So, you don't need to call me 'teacher,' unless you're willing to become my disciple."
Tang San smiled without saying much.
"Then, what can you teach me?"
Seeing the maturity in the young boy's heart, Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction.
"Seems like I'll need to stick with this. After all, you're the third person on the continent with a twin martial soul."
Yu Xiaogang's words caused Tang San's expression to change slightly, and his hand moved toward his sleeve again. This man too seemed to have a death wish.
Seeing Tang San's expression change, Yu Xiaogang thought his knowledge had stunned him.
"After years of research, the Blue Silver Grass..."
"So, you must be a twin martial soul."
If Ning Bei had heard Yu Xiaogang's words, he would've scoffed. "You came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and according to your theory, all the children who used the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid are twin martial souls, right?"
After a long-winded explanation, Tang San was deeply impressed. He knew little about this world, and he lacked a teacher who could teach him about martial souls.
So, he knelt down with utmost sincerity.
"Please, Master, take me as your disciple."
"Get up, why do you have to kneel to become a disciple?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at him with confusion.
Tang San on the ground shook his head.
"Once a teacher, always a father. Kneeling is the proper way."
Yu Xiaogang's stiff face softened slightly after hearing this.
In the shadow behind the building, Tang Hao's mouth twitched, and for some reason, he felt a bit of an itch in his hands.
After the ceremony was over, as Yu Xiaogang led Tang San to enroll, Tang San asked a question that had been bothering him.
"Master, why is it that no matter how much I cultivate, I can't feel any increase in my soul power?"
"That's because you haven't obtained a soul ring. But according to my theory, even without a soul ring, you can continue cultivating. The soul power will appear all at once once you absorb a soul ring."
Having never heard of soul rings, Tang San felt intrigued.
"Soul rings? What are they?"
"Soul rings are products of soul beasts after they die. Don't worry, after you complete your enrollment, we'll prepare a few days, and I'll take you to get your soul ring."
Tang San calmed down after hearing this. After all, it was only a few days, so there was no need to rush.
He then asked another question.
"Master, is it normal to feel chest tightness and difficulty breathing after awakening a martial soul? I sometimes feel like I've lost something important."
This question made Yu Xiaogang, who prided himself on being knowledgeable, a bit puzzled.
"Such a thing? I've never heard of it."
After thinking for a while, Yu Xiaogang gave his explanation.
"Usually, soul masters don't experience what you're describing, but you are a twin martial soul. It's likely that you're a bit different."
Tang San nodded in agreement with his teacher's explanation.
"By the way, don't attach a soul ring to your second martial soul before you become a Title Douluo."
"Why, Master?"
"Soul rings are classified as: white ten-year soul rings, yellow hundred-year soul rings, purple thousand-year soul rings, black ten-thousand-year soul rings, and finally, red hundred-thousand-year soul rings."
"According to my theory, the limit for the first soul ring is 423 years. The second soul ring..."
"If you cultivate your first martial soul to Title Douluo level and then attach a soul ring to your second martial soul, what do you think will happen? Hundred-thousand-year soul rings are rare, but it's easy to attach nine ten-thousand-year soul rings."
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up. He thought to himself that, as expected, this so-called master was impressive, not only figuring out that he had twin martial souls from the soul master certificate but also pointing him in the right direction about twin martial souls. He was glad he had chosen to become his disciple.
(END CHAPTER)
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