Chapter 4, The First Hidden Weapon of Tang San from Another World

The Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located to the west of Notting City. Old Jack inquired several times with passersby and finally brought Tang San here.

In terms of casting, Tang San is inadequate and far inferior to Tang Hao. However, when it comes to the creation of ingenious hidden weapons, not only is Tang Hao no match for him, but it is likely that no one on the entire Douluo Continent can surpass this genius from the Tang Sect's outer sect.

The proof of the Soul Division Hall is naturally not fake, and the doorman is aware of this. However, those who come to welcome the newcomers generally tend to be somewhat accommodating, especially when it comes to families of commoners. The saying "the King of Hell is easy to deal with, but the little ghosts are troublesome" illustrates this principle

Tang Hao glanced at him and said, "Don't you want to learn the abilities of a Soul Master? Old Jack will take you to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to be a work-study student. There, you will learn what you wish to learn"

It is indeed true, sir. I would like to apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what just happened. Please leave this child to me

"You little brat, you're asking for trouble." Being pushed down by a child is such a disgrace; in a fit of anger, the doorman got up from the ground and was about to charge at Tang San

"Father, it is time to eat," Tang San called out to the inner room

At the center of the arch, there are four large characters: "Nottingham College"

Only one meter; when the leaves fly out a distance of one meter, they can no longer maintain their rotational state, as they have lost their rigidity. Once they leave Tang San's fingers, the effects of the Xuantian Skill's internal energy naturally dissipate

In the previous life, not to mention him, even the best forging master of the Tang Sect would never have used such a method to forge ordinary pig iron into mother iron. Yet in this world, it has become a reality. This in itself is an incredibly astonishing matter. The sleeve arrow that Tang San wears on his wrist is precisely made from that piece of mother iron, and the entire production of the sleeve arrow, including the three four-inch small arrows, used up all of the mother iron.

That is a hidden dart. In the context of the Tang Sect, hidden darts were the most common type of mechanical concealed weapon. The key to the production of hidden darts lies in the power of the mechanism and the intricacy of the design itself. For instance, the hidden darts crafted by Tang San even come with a safety device, ensuring that there is absolutely no possibility of accidental injury

The doorman was startled by the imposing Old Jack, involuntarily taking a step back; however, he quickly regained his composure and inwardly scolded himself, thinking, what is he but an old man, what is there to be afraid of

Tang San was momentarily taken aback, "Nottingham? What for?" The last time he went to Nottingham was probably about a year ago, when Old Jack went into the city to buy some things and took him along to see the sights.

Although Tang San is not very large, his strength is certainly not small. The months of swinging the hammer have not been in vain; even without using the Xuantian Skill, he was still able to knock down the doorman in one blow

"Xiao San, what have you been doing this morning?" Tang Hao asked淡淡.

Tang San said: "If there are beginner and intermediate levels, then there must also be an advanced level, right"

A set of sleeve arrows typically consists of three arrows and a sleeve tube, and the one that Tang San currently possesses is no exception. However, the material of this sleeve arrow is precisely the wrought iron that he spent nearly one hundred days forging.

Upon entering the house, the aroma of porridge wafted through the air; he performed the same routine every day and had long since become accustomed to it

When Tang San completed the task assigned by Tang Hao, forging the piece of pig iron into a size no larger than a fist, he was astonished to discover that the originally impure pig iron had transformed into a piece of iron mother, a true iron mother.

Tang San was not well acquainted with the written characters of this world. Most of what he knew came from occasionally glancing at the characters being taught to the children in the village's private school. After all, with the foundation he had from his previous life, he had also mastered some basic characters

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A flicker of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still endured the humiliation and took out the certificate issued by the steward Su Yuntao from the Spirit Hall last time, handing it to the doorman

However, speaking of which, if you are able to achieve something in the academy, you should have your drunken father save some money for you. The intermediate Soul Master Academy does not have any work-study positions, and it will require a considerable amount of money to attend. The allowance for Soul Masters alone is far from sufficient

Old Jack said with a bitter smile: "The inn is not a place for us poor people to stay. You must strive to succeed; by the time Grandpa sees you next, I hope you will have become a Soul Master. If that happens, our Holy Soul Village will take pride in you."

Old Jack only had a basic understanding of soul masters, and his explanations were not detailed. Tang San understood that he could only gradually explore this knowledge within the academy, especially regarding soul beasts and soul rings.

Tang San said, "Dad told me that after I arrive at the academy, I should find a blacksmith shop to work at."

Tang San said: "However, if I go, no one will cook for you." At this moment, he had already understood that the reason his father had gotten up so early today was actually to find the village chief, Jack

As if recalling something, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and walked back to the blacksmith shop, looking at the words left for him by Tang San on the ground

The toes touched the ground, and Xiao He exerted force with his legs like a *picture* book. Tang San unleashed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and headed down the mountain

The internal energy of the Xuantian skill surged, suddenly infusing into the leaves. Under the influence of this internal energy, the soft leaves instantly became straight. Tang San's right hand, with his index and middle fingers slightly trembling, sent the leaves spinning out, slicing through the air as they flew away.

Old Jack said: "Of course. Soul Masters are the noblest profession, and Advanced Soul Masters are even more so. They are all talented individuals. Therefore, for us commoners, wanting to rise to the top and become Advanced Soul Masters is clearly the best shortcut. However, how many ordinary commoners can possess such excellent martial souls? Even if they do, without the support of a large family, it would be very difficult to graduate from an Advanced Soul Master Academy"

Old Jack said with a bitter smile: "How would I know? Beyond the title of Soul Master, those are all significant figures, like the Soul Sage who once came from our village, who was directly supported by the state. I have heard that the cultivation of a Soul Master becomes increasingly difficult and dangerous as one progresses. How many can truly reach the level of a Title Douluo, that top-tier existence? I would even say that I cannot be certain whether such beings exist in our Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire today."

Tang San was momentarily taken aback, "What about the Blue Silver Grass martial soul?"

Tang Hao stood still, remaining in place until the figures of Tang San and the village chief, Jack, had completely disappeared. He continued to stand there in a daze for a while.

Tang San's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that Father is ill? He hurriedly rushed into his father's room, taking three steps at a time.

Tang San turned his head to look, and a man of medium build, slightly on the thin side, had somehow arrived beside them. He appeared to be around forty or fifty years old, with short black hair styled in a three-seven part. His appearance was quite ordinary, and he had his hands clasped behind his back, yet he exuded a unique aura. His eyes, when opened and closed, carried a hint of laziness and despondency.

Father, Jack and I have left. Please take care of yourself and drink less alcohol. The porridge is in the pot, don't forget to eat it

Old Jack's attire could be considered quite splendid in Shenghun Village, but upon arriving in Nodding City, he appeared completely like a country bumpkin, eliciting a gaze of mild disdain from the doorman.

"Mistress, you..." Jack stared in astonishment at the person standing in front of him.

Old Jack has arrived, perhaps because he is going to Nottingham. Today, Old Jack has specially worn a new outfit, looking even more sprightly.

Tang Hao was not in the room; it seemed that for the first time in these past few years, he did not sleep in.

The doorman felt somewhat uneasy; if the people from the Spirit Hall truly arrived, it would be beyond his capacity to handle. Of course, he also believed that the people from the Spirit Hall would never come to the academy to inquire about such two country bumpkins.

Unlike the Ninefold Xuantian Skill, the Purple Extreme Demon Eye has only four levels: Overview, Subtlety, Mustard Seed, and Vastness. The requirement for disciples of the Tang Sect's inner door is to reach the Subtlety level, which is sufficient for using hidden weapons. Since Tang San began his training at a very young age, aided by the innate energy that had not completely dissipated after his birth, he had already developed a sense of Subtlety by the age of six. However, he also understood that nearly every disciple of the Tang Sect's inner door could achieve the Subtlety realm with their Purple Extreme Demon Eye, yet none, including the sect leader, Mr. Tang, could advance to the next realm of the Purple Extreme Demon Eye.

"Is it the village you can't bear to leave, or is it your drunkard father?" Jack asked with a smile, patting Tang San's head

Strangely, Tang Hao, who usually comes out every day at the mention of meal time, did not appear today

Tang Hao said: "I have conditions for you to go to Nottingham. You can only go if you agree to my conditions"

Tang San understood that he was still young and had not yet broken through the bottleneck of the Xuantian Skill. If he were dealing with an ordinary person, he would not be afraid. However, if he encountered a Soul Master like Xu Yun Tao from last time, who could use a martial soul, his own strength would be far from sufficient. But with this sleeve arrow, it was different. Tang San was confident that, relying on it, he could handle any Soul Master whose strength was not too formidable.

I promise," Tang San said without hesitation

Tang San would certainly not allow his hidden weapons to become known, and Tang Hao had never inquired about what he had done with this piece of iron mother, thus this sleeve arrow was a secret that belonged solely to him

Tang Hao furrowed his brows and said, "You agree so easily without even asking what my request is? As a man, you must fulfill what you promise; do not be someone who makes light of their word"

Grandpa Jack, didn't you say that there are as many as ten titles for soul masters? Only graduates from advanced soul master academies can become soul venerables. How can one obtain the subsequent titles?

To others, perhaps Blue Silver Grass is merely a useless martial soul, but Tang San has never felt disheartened by it. The Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques, when cultivated to a certain level, can indeed harm others with just a flick of a flower petal; this is not an empty boast, but a reality documented in books. Blue Silver Grass is formed from soul power, which is the internal energy of the Xuantian Skill. As long as the internal energy is sufficient, it can almost be considered an infinite supply of hidden weapons

After dinner, Tang Hao casually dropped a remark and went out for drinks, seemingly no different from usual. He told Tang San not to disturb him while he was sleeping when he left in the morning

While speaking, the doorman raised his left hand and pushed towards Jack's chest, intending to drive the two away

Old Jack patiently explained: "Of course it is different. The Primary Soul Master Academy teaches only some basic concepts, along with some cultural courses. It only accepts children whose martial souls have just awakened as students, with a duration of six years. By the age of twelve, if there is no promising future, they will just become ordinary soul masters. However, if they show good potential, most will choose to further their studies at the Intermediate Soul Master Academy. It only accepts children whose martial souls have just awakened as students, with a duration of six years. By the age of twelve, if there is no promising future, they will just become ordinary soul masters. However, if they show good potential, most will choose to further their studies at the Intermediate Soul Master Academy. They continue studying until the age of eighteen. The Intermediate Soul Master Academy teaches more advanced material, but the difficulty of learning also increases significantly. If one cannot meet the academy's requirements, they will not be able to graduate smoothly. This is different from the Primary Soul Master Academy."

The doorman took the certificate, looked it over, and said, "Blue Silver Grass as a martial soul? And innate full soul power? How ridiculous, this is truly a farce. I have been a doorman at the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student with innate full soul power. This kid's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and he can still have full soul power? I believe this certificate from the Martial Soul Hall must be forged by you."

Tang Hao retorted, "So are you going or not?"

One can discern the significance of the Soul Master profession in the Douluo Continent merely from the entrance of the academy, and this is merely a primary Soul Master academy

Old Jack nodded, a hint of envy gleaming in his eyes. "You can forget about the Advanced Soul Master Academy; it's not something just anyone can enter. In our Tiandou Empire, there are only two Advanced Soul Master Academies, and the total number of students admitted each year is less than one hundred. It is a cradle of future prospects. Graduates from the Advanced Soul Master Academy are sought after by both the nation and the Spirit Hall, and they are directly granted noble titles.

The master merely glanced at the door and did not pay him any mind, turning to Old Jack and asking, "Sir, may I see the proof from the Spirit Hall?"

Feeling gloomy in my heart, the words that come out of my mouth naturally cannot sound pleasant, "Still the Holy Spirit Village, I think it resembles a beggar's village more."

Tang Hao said: "You can freely use and cultivate the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and applying any martial soul is also fine. A twin martial soul does not require both martial souls to rely on soul rings to enhance their soul power for continued cultivation; as long as one martial soul possesses a soul ring, the bottleneck for soul power enhancement will disappear"

Upon hearing his father's words, Tang San's heart raced suddenly, a feeling of indescribable excitement surged within him. The inability to break through the Xuantian Skill had long been his greatest mental block, and the soul rings of a Soul Master were clearly an opportunity.

Jack smiled slightly and said, "Compared to my few unworthy grandsons, you are much more sensible. How wonderful it would be if you were my grandson. That drunkard Tang Hao is truly fortunate. Don't think too much; the world outside is vast. Once you get to the academy, you will meet many friends and learn a great deal. When you obtain the title of Soul Master, the country will provide you with a monthly subsidy, and by then, your family's life will improve a bit."

"You? Working at a blacksmith's shop? What kind of joke is that? I really think Tang Hao has gone mad," Old Jack said irritably. "How old are you? You can't even reach the height of a forging hammer. Which blacksmith would take you as an apprentice? Moreover, being a blacksmith is not a respected profession, and the pay for such work is minimal. You just need to focus on your studies at the academy, and that will be enough."

"Alright, stop it." At that moment, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, halting the doorman's actions

However, on this day, he did not listen to Tang Hao; instead, he was busy packing his things, while the sound of forging continued to echo in his room. In order to be able to create various hidden weapons in the future, Tang San understood that everything had to rely on himself. The forging techniques passed down by his father were absolutely necessary to practice diligently. When the mastery of hidden weapon techniques had not yet reached its peak, the quality of the hidden weapons themselves played a decisive role. Especially for super hidden weapons like the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, the precision required was such that even the slightest error was unacceptable. When the mastery of hidden weapon techniques had not yet reached its peak, the quality of the hidden weapons themselves played a decisive role. Especially for super hidden weapons like the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, the precision required was such that even the slightest error was unacceptable.

Old Jack sighed and said, "This is the gap. The disparity between the poor and the rich, the commoners and the nobility. The requirements for graduating from a junior soul master academy are quite simple; as long as one's martial soul can reach level 10 and, under the guidance of the academy teachers, obtain a soul ring, one can successfully advance to the title of soul master. This is not difficult; any child who possesses martial soul power at the time of awakening can achieve this. It is said that the transition from soul scholar to soul master at this level 10 soul power is the easiest to enhance." This is not difficult; any child who possesses martial soul power at the time of awakening can achieve this. It is said that the transition from soul scholar to soul master at this level 10 soul power is the easiest to enhance.

Old Jack hurriedly smiled and said: "This young brother, we come from Shenghun Village. This child is a work-study student sent from our village this year. May I ask what procedures we need to complete?"

Although Tang San's three sleeve arrows are limited in number, they are crafted with exceptional precision. Each sleeve arrow features three blood grooves. If it were not for the limited quantity, he would have considered equipping the arrowheads with barbs. The small four-point tail fins allow the sleeve arrows to fly with remarkable stability. The conical arrowheads bear spiral markings, which enhance their penetrating power once the sleeve arrows are launched

Hmm. Tang Hao did not delve deeper and said lightly: "You do not need to practice forging today. Pack your things; tomorrow Old Jack will take you to Nodding City."

The Master glanced at the proof, then shifted his gaze to Tang San, sizing him up for a few moments. For some reason, although the Master's gaze was not sharp, Tang San felt as if he were being seen through completely.

The doorman was momentarily taken aback, but then his face, which was filled with anger, instantly transformed into a fawning expression. The speed of this change was unimaginable, as he bowed and nodded to the newcomer, saying: "Master, you have returned"

Although Tang Hao spoke very coldly, Tang San's eyes still felt a wave of warmth. Over the past few months, despite Tang Hao's unchanged attitude towards him, as Tang Hao taught him forging, this tall and aged man increasingly gave him a sense of fatherhood. While he certainly wanted to learn about the knowledge of soul masters, at this moment, he also felt a bit reluctant to part with his father.

While Tang San was pondering what Tang Hao was up to, Tang Hao returned.

After reaching the subtle realm, the cultivation speed of the Purple Extreme Demon Eye becomes exceedingly slow, and the daily absorption of the Eastern Purple Qi cannot be simply explained by mere willpower. Therefore, it is rare for ordinary Tang Sect disciples to continue their cultivation after entering the subtle realm. It is said that there was once an elder in the Tang Sect whose Purple Extreme Demon Eye reached the realm of mustard seed, yet he did not achieve any remarkable accomplishments; he merely saw things more clearly than in the subtle realm. That elder had been cultivating the Purple Extreme Demon Eye for over thirty years. It is said that there was once an elder in the Tang Sect whose Purple Extreme Demon Eye reached the realm of mustard seed, yet he did not achieve any remarkable accomplishments; he merely saw things more clearly than in the subtle realm. That elder had been cultivating the Purple Extreme Demon Eye for over thirty years.

Tang Hao said coldly: "Do I still need you to take care of me? You can just go. This is the path you chose for yourself. Every year, there is a quota for Saint Soul Village, and not using it would be a waste. The forging method I taught you allows you to find any blacksmith shop in the city to work as an apprentice; the tuition and meal expenses should be sufficient."

Tang San said: "In other words, from now on I will only use the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, correct?"

"Alright, I promise you." Tang San nodded solemnly. For him, whether to cultivate his martial soul or which soul ring to use was not an issue; it was sufficient as long as he could find a way to break through the bottleneck of the Xuantian Skill. His Tang Sect hidden weapons did not require the assistance of a martial soul.

Tang San said naturally: "No matter what my father asks me to do, I will agree. My father must be doing it for my own good"

Tang San made a shushing gesture to Jack, saying, "Grandpa, please keep your voice down; Dad dislikes it the most when others disturb his sleep." While speaking, he pulled out a piece of burnt charcoal from the stove and wrote a few lines on the ground. After taking a reluctant glance back at his father's door, he finally shouldered his bundle and quietly left with Jack

Little San! Later, Grandpa will take you to the academy and then return. You must listen to your teachers while you are at the academy and absolutely must not leave the academy on your own. When the semester ends, Grandpa Jack will come to pick you up. By then, it will also be close to the New Year

The so-called effective range of attack refers to the straight-line distance after the sleeve arrow is shot, which is the distance at which it can maintain sufficient lethality

A standard hidden dart typically has a range of about 15 meters, whereas the hidden darts crafted by Tang San can maintain an effective attack distance of over 30 meters

Since Tang San possesses innate full soul power, Old Jack has already regarded him as a soul master

"What did you say?" Old Jack suddenly turned around. The doorman's words struck at his greatest pride. It was because of this that he had fallen out with Tang Hao back then. Now, this doorman was even an outsider to the village, which made it all the more unbearable for him. He walked back in a few strides, glaring at the doorman.

"Little Three, let's go. Your lazy father won't get up anymore," Jack called to Tang San.

The doorman frowned slightly and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Can a grass hut produce a golden phoenix? Does a small village really have someone with soul power? The academy hasn't had any work-study students for many years. You aren't impostors, are you?"

In the early morning, Tang San returned from the mountain, feeling refreshed, to prepare breakfast. During this period, due to the daily use of the Purple Extreme Demon Eye and continuous morning training, there had been significant progress compared to before. He was now able to clearly see the subtle movements of mosquitoes flapping their wings within a distance of ten meters. If it were not for the bottleneck in breaking through the Xuantian Skill, Tang San believed that his progress in other areas would have been even greater.

Tang Sanbi and the book were leaving home for the first time, feeling somewhat anxious. He instinctively said, "Grandpa Jack, are you leaving so soon?"

"Nobility? Such favorable conditions exist?" Tang San exclaimed in surprise

Forging a piece of cast iron measuring fifty centimeters on each side into the size of a fist seemed like an impossible task, yet Tang San had accomplished it as early as half a month ago. His father, Tang Hao, taught him the forging technique that utilizes leverage, enabling him to strike twenty-four times in succession, with each strike executed flawlessly, including the control of force. Although Tang Hao had never praised him, from the occasional look of satisfaction in his father's eyes, Tang San understood that he had made some progress in this forging technique. To further improve, he knew he had to rely on continuous practice.

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The graduation requirements for the Advanced Soul Master Academy are even more stringent. One must break through the level 30 bottleneck and obtain the third soul ring in order to advance from the title of Great Soul Master to that of Soul Sovereign. It is said that level 30 is a threshold; those who cross it can be regarded as powerful soul masters and true nobility, while those who cannot will find it difficult. Moreover, there seem to be certain restrictions on obtaining a soul ring at level 30, which you should learn about in the academy. In any case, it appears that the actual number of students who can graduate from the Advanced Soul Master Academy is less than one-third.

Tang Hao nodded and said, "Unless faced with a life-threatening situation, do not use that hammer"

In the distance, they had already seen a tall archway, which was twenty meters wide and over ten meters high, constructed from solid rock. Below it were two iron gates, dark and ominous, which Tang San immediately recognized as being made of high-quality wrought iron

Although Nottingham is not considered a large city, its walls are quite sturdy due to its proximity to the border of the Tiandou Empire. Tang San and Old Jack, like the passing pedestrians, underwent inspection before entering Nottingham.

The strength is still too weak. He shook his head helplessly. Tang San stood up; it was time to go back. Today, he would leave the village, and he did not know when he would be able to return to this mountaintop again.

In the early morning, Tang San sat on a large rock at the mountain top, holding a leaf in his hand. His eyes shimmered with a purple hue. Perhaps due to the fact that his body had become somewhat stronger recently, the progress of his Purple Extreme Demon Eye was rapid. He could clearly observe even the tiniest vein on the leaf in his hand. He knew that his Purple Extreme Demon Eye had begun to enter the realm of meticulous observation

The familiar aroma of porridge wafted through the air; this was the last time before leaving that Tang San would cook for his father. Naturally, he would not be lazy. He glanced at the firewood under the stove and decided to add some more water to the porridge, ensuring that when his father woke up, he would be able to enjoy a bowl of hot porridge.

Through the iron fence, one can see a winding path leading to a secluded area, with a broad road extending directly into the interior, flanked by tall trees on both sides

"You..." Even though Jack usually had a good temper, he was starting to lose his patience at this moment. "You are doing this on purpose to make things difficult for me. Fine, just wait, I will go find the steward of the Soul Division. Tang San, let's go." With that, Jack turned around and headed into the city with Tang San.

His gaze shifted from the words on the ground to the iron pot beside him. Tang Hao suddenly rushed over, swept the lid off the iron pot with one motion, and lifted the pot with both hands.

"Alright, let's eat," said Tang Hao

As he was about to enter the house, Tang San gently touched his wrist, a hint of satisfaction appearing on his face. On his wrist was the first piece he had created after arriving in this world, and it was a work that he had completed entirely by himself.

Old Jack, after all, comes from a village chief background; he is quite adept at reading people's expressions. From the doorman's demeanor, it is evident that this middle-aged man holds a significant position within the academy, especially considering the title of 'Master' that accompanies him. He hurriedly handed over the certificate in his hand

Tangmen Xuantian Baolu, General Outline, Article 2, What is a Hidden Weapon? A hidden weapon is a special weapon used secretly to defeat the enemy. If the enemy is aware that you intend to use it, then it is no longer a hidden weapon, but an open weapon

Old Jack and Tang San had just arrived at the front gate when they were immediately stopped by a young guard, "What are you doing here? Is this a place where you country folks can come?"

"The graduation exam is a personal matter; why do I need assistance from others?" Tang San was somewhat perplexed.

The distance from Shenghun Village to Nodding City is not far. The two individuals walked for half a day, taking a brief break to eat some provisions along the way. By the afternoon, they could already see the distant city walls.

Regardless of how you cultivate your soul power in the future, I want you to promise me that you will not apply any soul ring to that hammer martial soul, nor allow anyone to see its appearance. Furthermore, do not let others know that you possess twin martial souls. Can you do that?

Tang San, having lived two lives, gradually regained his composure while listening to Jack's words. Unable to suppress his yearning for the outside world and knowledge, he asked, "Grandpa Jack, could you tell me about the academy? What exactly is that place?"

After listening to Old Jack's words, Tang San developed a foundational impression of the teachings regarding soul masters in the Douluo Continent

"What? Are you not convinced? I said you all come from a beggar village, is that wrong? Look at this little poor wretch, his clothes are all patched up. I think you should find a place to beg. Our Nottingham Academy is not a charity. Get lost, get lost"

The family may not be described as destitute, but it is not far from that. Tang San had nothing much to prepare; he merely tidied up his patched clothes, and that was considered done.

However, it is different when one reaches the Intermediate Soul Master Academy. To graduate from here, one's martial soul must reach level 20 and obtain a second soul ring, thereby earning the title of Great Soul Master. The transition from level 10 to level 20 is something many soul masters cannot achieve in their lifetime. Furthermore, after reaching level 20, obtaining a soul ring requires one to rely on their own strength to hunt soul beasts, which is extremely dangerous. If one comes from a noble family and is accompanied by family warriors, the risks are naturally much lower. However, for soul masters like us from common backgrounds, we can only rely on ourselves.

The door curtain was lifted, and a tall figure walked out from the inner room. There was not a trace of sleepiness in Tang Hao's eyes. As he reached the doorway, he could still faintly see the frail bodies of Old Jack and Tang San.

Tang San said: "I went out to exercise. Every morning I go out for a run." This cannot be considered a lie; he indeed went out to 'exercise'.

Father, how did you change your mind

Just as Old Jack was consumed by anger, suddenly, a small and slender figure appeared between the two. Raising its left arm, the delicate little hand barely reached the doorman's hand. With a forceful push to the right with its left hand, it immediately knocked the doorman's left hand aside. At the same time, the small figure stepped forward quickly with its right foot, the sole landing precisely behind the doorman's left foot, while its right hand was raised to join the left hand in pulling the doorman's hand down.

Tang Hao was momentarily taken aback. Although Tang San spoke very casually, it was precisely that kind of natural trust that caused a slight change in his emotions

Originally, this strike was intended to be delivered to the bend of the opponent's left arm, rendering them unable to exert force. However, the person executing the move was somewhat shorter, so they could only grip the doorman's wrist. Their movements were extremely swift, as their body leaned forward, and while simultaneously pushing away the doorman's left hand, they thrust forward. This push landed precisely on the doorman's lower abdomen

As Tang San had just added water, the porridge in the iron pot had not yet come to a boil again. However, Tang Hao disregarded this and poured the contents of the iron pot into his mouth, swallowing it in large gulps. In his eyes, a layer of hazy moisture had appeared at some unknown time.

Walking along the road, Tang San silently followed beside Old Jack, occasionally turning back to glance in the direction of the village

Behind the doorman's left foot, there was an additional foot. Although that foot was not large, it was sufficient to achieve its intended effect. With pressure on his lower abdomen and a trip underfoot, a simple sound was heard, and the doorman had already collapsed to the ground

Old Jack was born in the countryside. Although he was a village chief, he had little understanding of these matters.

In the design and manufacture of hidden weapons, Tang San is always in pursuit of perfection, even if it is merely an ordinary sleeve arrow.

This day felt particularly long, and it was also the first time Tang San felt restless since arriving in this world. He had both anticipation and a degree of fear regarding the outside world. Whether in the Tang Sect or in Holy Spirit Village, he had no experience of training in the outside world; in this regard, he was truly no different from a child. He kept wondering what kind of excitement the outside world could bring him.

Jack smiled and said, "The academy is certainly a place for learning. Although I have never attended, I am mostly aware of it. Our village has one quota for a work-study student each year, but it has been many years since a work-study student has gone to study. The benefits for work-study students are quite numerous, including exemption from tuition and accommodation fees; one only needs to cover their own meal expenses. You can exchange simple work at the academy for food, such as cleaning classrooms. Overall, the experience of a work-study student at the academy is almost equivalent to studying for free. If one were to pay for their education, it would not be something we poor people could afford."

Tang San looked at Jack with confusion and said, "Is there still an Intermediate Soul Master Academy? What is the difference between it and the Primary Soul Master Academy? They are both academies, and they should be teaching the same knowledge about soul masters, right?"

The one who made the move was Tang San. The technique he employed was not even a secret skill of the Tang Sect; it was merely the simplest move from his original world, known as "Pushing the Window to Gaze at the Moon." Naturally, given his physique, the execution of this move had to be altered. Not only was he unable to strike at his opponent's elbow, but the hand that was supposed to push against the opponent's chest ended up pushing against their lower abdomen. Of course, the result was the same.

There is a bit of everything, I suppose, Tang San replied softly