Under Lin Yuan’s ‘terror-stricken’ and the doorman’s reverent gazes, Yu Xiaogang proudly stepped forward, picked up Yan Beifei’s Spirit Master credentials, and felt as though he had returned to before he was six years old when he underwent his Spirit Awakening.
Back then, he was still full of vigor and ambition, the proud son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects.
Before he awakened this damned swine Spirit.
Now, farting this pariah to death could be considered venting a great deal of pent-up frustration for himself.
He knew very well that the students in the academy often mocked and ridiculed him behind his back.
After experiencing today’s events, let us see who would still dare to look down on Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.
The only thing he was somewhat worried about was this little fellow’s background.
This was also why he checked Yan Beifei’s Spirit Master credentials.
When he saw that the other party merely came from a small village and their Spirit was actually just Blue Silver Grass with an Innate Soul Power of rank one and a half, Yu Xiaogang let out a sigh of relief while a look of disdain and contempt flashed through his eyes.
After all that, it turned out to be just a pariah who had good luck Awakening Soul Power.
He truly had no idea where the fellow got such luck to dare humiliate this Great Master.
Meanwhile, Tang San had already stepped forward to check Yan Beifei’s breath.
Seeing that he had completely stopped breathing, he also felt a slight sense of relief in his heart, turned around, and said, “Teacher, he is already dead…”
“This is the consequence of provoking a high-ranking Spirit Master.
Dying is just bringing it upon oneself…
Wait, what did you just call me?”
Tang San smiled and said, “Teacher!
I almost forgot, the apprenticeship ceremony cannot be omitted.
Teacher is above, please accept this Disciple’s bow.”
As he spoke, Tang San knelt on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times to Yu Xiaogang.
In Tang San’s view, since he possessed Tang Sect unique skills and twin spirits, whether his teacher’s strength was formidable or not was not important to him.
What he truly valued was knowledge.
After all, strength cannot be passed down as a Legacy, but knowledge can.
As long as the other party could teach him how to Cultivate his Spirit, then even if the other person was an ordinary person.
He would still be willing to take them as his master.
Clearly, in his heart, this Grandmaster right before him who could tell at a glance that he had twin spirits was the best candidate for a master.
As for the words of the dead person beside them, perhaps they held a bit of truth.
Grandmaster indeed had the intention of taking him as a Disciple, used some small tricks, and truly was unable to hunt a spirit ring for him.
But he had Tang Sect unique skills and Hidden Weapons; by relying on himself, he could hunt Spirit Beasts.
Moreover, this still could not change the fact that the other party had already walked the path to their own destruction.
“You child, if you are taking a master, then take a master, why kowtow?
This is an etiquette reserved only for paying respects to parents and monarchs.
Just bowing is enough.”
Yu Xiaogang naturally did not know what Tang San was thinking; at this moment, he simply regarded it as his own imposing aura subduing the other party.
Seeing Tang San kowtowing to become his Disciple, he hurriedly bent down to help Tang San up, smiling from ear to ear, his mouth stretching almost all the way to the back of his ears.
Along with it, even Luo San Pao, the swine Spirit he previously regarded as a disgrace, looked much more pleasing to the eye.
“He who is my teacher for a day is my father for life.” Tang San uttered that classic quote from the original work.
“Good, good, good, it seems I truly did not misjudge the person.” Yu Xiaogang said the word good three times in a row, from which one could imagine just how excited he was at this moment.
“Let us go, I will take you to report to the Academic Affairs Office.” As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang grabbed Tang San’s hand.
Tang San turned his head to look at Yan Beifei’s corpse, “Teacher, what about him?
Will there be any trouble?”
Yu Xiaogang glanced sideways at Yan Beifei and said indifferently, “Pay no attention to him, someone will clean up shortly.
As for trouble…”
Speaking of this, he straightened his chest and said, “As long as Teacher is here, looking across the entire Nuoding City, no one can harm you.”
If Yan Beifei had already enrolled, then killing a student publicly in Notting Academy, even if the president of Notting Academy stepped in to clear his name, under the condemnation of public opinion, he would also be forced to leave this place.
By then, people from the Nuoding City Spirit Branch Hall might also come to find trouble with him.
But since the other party had not yet enrolled, it would be easy to handle.
He only needed to take away the other party’s Spirit credentials, and who would stand up for this poor country boy?
Lin Yuan watched the master and Disciple leave.
Until they had walked far away, he then joined a few bold students to crowd forward and observe.
Moments later, some students called over a teacher from the academy.
This teacher was a young man who looked to be in his early thirties, with an utterly ordinary appearance and dark green hair.
Seeing that someone died right at the start of the semester and he happened to run into it, a look of distress immediately appeared on his face.
“Which of you knows where his home is?”
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and stubbornly no one could say anything concrete.
As for that doorman, fearing that trouble would fall upon himself, he had long since run far away.
Naturally, Lin Yuan would not let go of this prime opportunity to loot the corpse, so he stepped forward and said:
“Teacher, he is from Emperor Soul Village and is an orphan.
When my mother and I went to the countryside to collect medicinal herbs, I once saw him.
How about I lead you there instead.”
While speaking, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but secretly rejoice in his heart.
Fortunately, over the past half month, he had asked his parents to clarify the locations of Emperor Soul Village and Saint Spirit Village, otherwise it really would have been hard to bring this up.
“Then I will have to trouble you.” This male teacher was merely an ordinary Spirit Grandmaster who had never killed anyone.
Seeing Yan Beifei’s corpse, it was already considered good that he hadn’t vomited on the spot.
Seeing Lin Yuan say he would lead the way, he had no choice but to reluctantly carry Yan Beifei’s corpse.
Two people and one corpse walked out of Notting Academy and headed towards outside the city all the way.
During this period, perhaps the male teacher was too nervous or perhaps he was afraid, he stubbornly didn’t speak a single word the entire way, just kept walking forward.
It was only when the guards at the city gate checked and screened them that he opened his mouth to give an explanation.
Learning that it was that eccentric Grandmaster who killed someone, and that Yan Beifei had provoked him first.
On one side was a high-and-mighty Spirit Master, and on the other was an ordinary poor country boy, so naturally no one cared anymore.
After all, in this World, the law of the jungle naturally prevailed.
Leaving the city, Lin Yuan simply identified the direction and led the male teacher running towards Emperor Soul Village.
During this time, the male teacher always acted very distressed.
His originally mediocre face, like a frost-bitten eggplant, appeared unusually distorted and ferocious.
Seeing that the timing was about right.
He looked at the male teacher and said, “Teacher, it is not that far from Emperor Soul Village from here.
How about you head back first, and it will be fine for me to send him back.”
“This…
wouldn’t be very good, right?” The male teacher said hesitatingly.
“Teacher, I suggest you still go back.
The villagers of Emperor Soul Village are extremely fierce and tough.
Yan Beifei died in Notting Academy; if they see you, a teacher from Nuoding City, sending Yan Beifei’s corpse back, they might do something out of line…”
Lin Yuan smoothly gave him a way out.
The male teacher was already reluctant to go.
Upon hearing these words, he hurriedly put down Yan Beifei’s corpse and changed his tune, saying, “Then I will trouble you.
My name is Mo Hen, and you can call me Teacher Mo in the future.”
“Alright, Teacher Mo.”
Lin Yuan watched the other party leave.
After Mo Hen had completely walked far away, he looked around in a circle, and seeing no one around, he hoisted Yan Beifei’s corpse on his shoulder and plunged headfirst into the deep mountains and old forests.