During these four years at Nuoding Primary School, besides blacksmithing and meditation, most of his mornings were spent studying, primarily reading books.
After these four years, Yang Pingan had basically finished reading all the books in the entire library.
Every morning during class, Yang Pingan would bring a stack of books to the classroom.
While the teacher lectured enthusiastically, Yang Pingan would rapidly flip through and read his books, completely ignoring everyone else.
Occasionally, the class teacher had some opinions about Yang Pingan, but whenever the teacher asked a question, Yang Pingan could perfectly state the answer.
Some of his replies even exceeded the understanding of a primary school student.
Since then, all the teachers stopped questioning Yang Pingan’s studies too much, because in terms of theoretical knowledge, Yang Pingan, through long-term reading, was already not inferior to these primary school teachers; what he truly lacked was only some experience.
During this time, Yang Pingan once secretly did a small thing.
When Yang Pingan was in third grade, he used his left hand to write a secret report, which detailed the news of Tang Hao’s whereabouts in Saint Spirit Village, and even described Tang Hao’s current situation.
However, when Yang Pingan took the opportunity to pass by Spirit Hall and threw the letter inside, no news came back.
There was neither the expected tension and chaos, nor any battle scenes, as if nothing had happened.
Especially when Yang Pingan graduated from fourth grade, which was also around the time of Tang San’s Spirit awakening.
Yang Pingan wrote another secret letter, even describing Tang San’s twin spirits situation and Tang Hao’s training of Tang San.
However, the letter still sank into the sea, stirring no waves.
After sending two letters consecutively, Yang Pingan just sighed and no longer paid attention to these matters.
It seemed that the attitude of Spirit Hall, especially some high-ranking officials of Spirit Hall, was already very clear.
Since they wanted to raise a tiger to cause trouble, he would not worry about them.
As for revenge, he would probably have to do it himself.
As for Xiao Wu, this 100,000 years transformed Spirit Beast, Yang Pingan was not without ideas.
A Beast Spirit with Innate Full Spirit Power like Xiao Wu could be said to be a natural Titled Douluo seedling.
If properly cultivated, she would most likely become a Titled Douluo; even with the worst cultivation, she could still become a Spirit Douluo.
But Yang Pingan inquired a bit around, and there was no information about Xiao Wu whatsoever.
Under normal circumstances, if such a promising talent with Innate Full Spirit Power appeared in a village, it would usually be widely publicized with gongs and drums. This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
Such talents are generally sought after by major forces, yet there was no news in the entire Nuoding City, not even from Spirit Hall, which seemed exceptionally strange.
It wasn’t that Yang Pingan hadn’t thought about hunting Xiao Wu in advance, but after much thought, he felt it was unrealistic.
Although Xiao Wu was just a six-year-old girl, she had Innate Full Spirit Power and could condense her own spirit ring.
She was at least an eleventh-level Spirit Master by now, while Yang Pingan himself was only at level eight.
He might not even be able to defeat Xiao Wu.
If he could get news of Xiao Wu in advance and set traps to deal with her, he might still gain something, but since there was no news from the surrounding villages, the plan of hunting her in advance was stillborn.
As for intercepting Xiao Wu after she arrived in Nuoding City, that would have already missed the opportunity.
Not to mention Tang Hao, the Titled Douluo hidden in the dark, Nuoding City, though a small city, had a city lord who was a Spirit King-level expert, and several Spirit Ancestors in the city.
When a 100,000 years Spirit Beast dies, besides the huge blood-red hundred thousand year spirit ring, there will also be a powerful Spirit Beast aura.
It would be impossible to secretly kill Xiao Wu without anyone knowing.
Moreover, he was currently just a child with eight levels of Soul Power.
A spirit ring was useless to him right now.
Competing for a hundred thousand year spirit bone was no different from seeking death.
Furthermore, he currently had no spirit tool or other methods to conceal the aura of a hundred thousand year spirit bone.
Even if he did obtain a Spirit Bone, it would only be a death warrant.
One must know that Nuoding City was just a small city.
The value of a hundred thousand year spirit bone even exceeded that of the entire small city.
Many major forces, for information about such a level of Spirit Bone, might directly carry out a bloody massacre, and he himself might also be indiscriminately killed at that time.
Thinking of this, Yang Pingan merely sighed.
Such a treasure passing right before him, yet he had no way to obtain it, was truly regrettable.
Yang Pingan reconsidered repeatedly and finally decided to inform Spirit Hall of this information, but after the information was sent out, it still did not cause any ripples.
Even the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City remained calm, completely unlike anything had happened.
Yang Pingan felt even more speechless. Read this novel at novelping.com for the best experience.
In the end, he could only continue his diligent studies and blacksmithing life, pretending that nothing had happened.
He had already sent out three pieces of information, yet there was no news from either Spirit Hall or Nuoding City.
This indicated that someone had blocked the communication between Spirit Hall and Nuoding City, or that a large, unseen hand was preventing him from sending out the information.
And after the fifth grade started, as expected, two figures appeared among the new students: Tang San and Xiao Wu.
Tang San looked colder than in the original work.
Perhaps it was only when meeting face to face that one could feel his aloofness, as if he kept people a thousand miles away.
Perhaps this was the so-called arrogance of a genius.
Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was as carefree as in the original work, somewhat like an innocent and lively little girl.
Unfortunately, all of this seemed incredibly ironic in Yang Pingan’s eyes.
A girl burdened with a sea of blood vengeance, a 100,000 years Spirit Beast who transformed into human form for revenge, and this was the result?
That so-called sea of blood vengeance was nothing but a joke.
Yu Xiaogang, however, had recently shed his usual decadent and a rare smile appeared on his face, or rather, he looked somewhat relieved.
Perhaps he was very excited after just taking in disciples.
Whether facing Tang San or Xiao Wu, Yang Pingan did not show the slightest hint of hatred.
At this time, Tang Hao was probably observing from the shadows, and might even know Xiao Wu’s identity.
If anyone dared to show the slightest hostility towards Xiao Wu, or reveal any knowledge of Xiao Wu being a 100,000 years Spirit Beast, the consequences would be dire.
As a fifth-grader himself, Yang Pingan would have no interaction with Tang San and Xiao Wu except during breakfast.
Yang Pingan himself preferred to avoid seeing them to avoid upsetting himself.
Revenge could be sought in the future; the current focus was on improving himself, or rather, on accumulating the capital for revenge.
According to the original plot, he would have plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future.
Instead of dwelling on the present, it was better to look to the future.
Moreover, good things come in threes.
He had already written three secret letters, yet there was still no news.
This in itself was the biggest news.