“From now on, I am a Spirit Master!”
Tang San held a round metal badge in his hand, feeling quite excited.
After undergoing an advancement assessment in the Spirit Sub-Hall, the Spirit Hall would issue such a badge to the Spirit Master.
His name was engraved on the badge, while the other side featured two intertwined thorns.
This badge could prove his identity as a Spirit Master and could even be presented as evidence in court.
After completing his registration at the Spirit Hall, Fang Yuan led Tang San back to Notting Academy.
After Tang San said goodbye to his teacher, he returned to his dormitory.
He had checked in half a month ago, but as of now, he hadn’t spent a single day there.
Pushing open the dormitory door, several gazes swept over Tang San.
Since it wasn’t class time, many working students were in the dormitory.
Seeing Tang San return, some of them greeted him.
On his first day of school, Tang San had briefly gotten to know some of the other working students, so they were somewhat familiar with each other.
These people still remembered that Tang San had gone out because his teacher took him to obtain a Soul Ring.
They crowded around him, curious to see what year Tang San’s Soul Ring was and what skills it had.
Tang San smiled and dealt with his enthusiastic classmates, but he did not show them his Soul Ring.
A Soul skills is one of a Spirit Master’s greatest secrets.
Tang San had a steady temperament and had no intention of showing off to others.
Right then, the dormitory door was kicked open with a bang, and a young girl with a scorpion-tail braid walked in with long, slender legs.
Her face wore a huffy, angry expression.
Seeing the girl return, the working students quickly went forward to greet her, allowing Tang San to escape the pestering.
“Sister Xiao Wu, were you kept after class by the teacher again to persuade you to become that Master’s Disciple?” one student asked.
Hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately flew into a rage.
She stomped one foot onto a stool and pointed outside, cursing:
“Those teachers are all a bunch of sycophants!
They bully me because I’m a working student, pulling this routine every single day, trying to make me become the Disciple of that boasting Master.
Isn’t it just because that guy has a good relationship with the principal?
“And that Master himself, always saying that if I don’t become his Disciple, my talent will go to waste.
Waste my foot!”
Xiao Wu’s face was flushed red, clearly burning with rage.
Since enrolling, she only wanted to adapt to human society and learn some knowledge related to Spirit Masters.
But for some reason, the people in this academy seemed to have gone crazy.
Every one of them acted like a pimp, trying to win her over for some so-called Master all day long.
After asking around, Xiao Wu learned that this Master was only at Rank twenty-nine himself, so she flatly rejected his request to take her as a Disciple.
What a joke.
For someone with such low cultivation, no matter how deeply he researched theories, what could he possibly achieve?
Yet this Master showed the persistence of a plaster.
Not only did he often block Xiao Wu on her way, but he also frequently had the instructors keep her alone after class to brainwash her like a pyramid scheme.
Xiao Wu was so annoyed that she had begun to seriously consider where else she could go if she didn’t attend this Elementary Spirit Master Academy.
She turned her gaze to the dormitory and unexpectedly discovered someone.
“Eh?
Your name is Tang San, right?
When did you get back?”
Xiao Wu asked in surprise as she looked at Tang San, who was sitting on his bed organizing his things.
She still had some impression of this boy.
After all, on the first day of school, that fellow who called himself the Master had also pestered Tang San, wanting to take him as a Disciple.
Looking at it this way, Xiao Wu and he could even be considered companions in misfortune.
If Tang San’s teacher hadn’t been present at the time to drive that Master away, perhaps Tang San would have…
Wait, Tang San’s teacher?
Xiao Wu suddenly thought of something.
As if discovering a new continent, her eyes widened instantly.
To the side, Tang San said honestly, “I just got back.
Before this, I…”
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Xiao Wu flash forward and arrive right in front of him.
Looking at Xiao Wu so close to him, Tang San couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.
Even counting his thirty years of life experience from his previous life, the number of times he had spoken to girls could be counted on one hand.
Xiao Wu stared intently at Tang San and asked with quite some urgency in her tone:
“Tang San, is your teacher still taking Disciples?”
“Ah?” Tang San was surprised.
He had thought Xiao Wu had something to say to him, but why did the topic suddenly shift to his teacher?
Seeing Tang San dazed, Xiao Wu quickly clasped her hands together and waved them up and down in front of her chest, saying:
“When you see your teacher again, help me ask if he’s willing to take on other Disciples, okay?”
…
“Xiaogang, the teachers have also been a bit unhappy lately.
They say that keeping the same student after class all the time will start rumors in the school.”
In the principal’s office of Notting Academy, the principal looked a bit awkward, gently advising the person opposite him.
Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a somewhat stiff expression on his face.
It was indeed Yu Xiaogang.
Hearing the principal’s words, Yu Xiaogang cast a cold glance at him, a flash of disappointment passing through his eyes.
He said, “Fine, if you think my request has crossed the line, then you don’t need to help me anymore.”
With that, he suddenly stood up, preparing to leave.
The principal quickly urged, “Master, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but that female student has gone so long without any intention of taking you as her master.
Why don’t you consider someone else?
Our Notting Academy still has some other quite talented students.”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly in his heart.
This good friend of his had a personality that was simply too stubborn and unyielding; he would leave at the slightest disagreement.
As a friend, he naturally hoped to see him take on a highly talented Disciple.
But if the student refused to the death, could their academy really keep harassing her?
Yu Xiaogang paused in his tracks, but he did not turn around.
With his back to the principal, his voice was cold: “Can just any random riffraff become my, the Master’s, Disciple?
There is no need to speak of this in the future.
Even if I cannot find a satisfactory Disciple, I will absolutely not settle.”
With that, he flicked his sleeve and left, leaving the principal sitting in his seat, smiling bitterly again and again.
Walking out of the principal’s office, the more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.
He was the Master!
He was the theoretical master whose name was renowned throughout the world for his Ten Great Core Competencies of Spirits, the most authoritative researcher on Spirit Master Cultivate methods, and whose reputation resounded throughout the Spirit Hall and the Two Great Empires!
And yet, when he finally wanted to take a Disciple with great difficulty, he repeatedly hit a wall?
The Twin Martial Souls Genius he favored the most had been snatched away by some greenhorn who appeared out of nowhere.
And the other female student with Innate full soul power, whom he had chosen as a second-best option, had rejected him time and again?
It was simply turning the world upside down.
It should only be others begging him, the Master, so when was it his turn to beg others to become his Disciple?
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang took a step and walked toward the student dormitory.
That ungrateful female student, I will only give you one last chance!
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