Douro Continent

Chapter 20 Master? Teacher? (Part 1)

Having someone who was at least a Soul Master apologize to him greatly satisfied Old Jack's vanity. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We were wrong too. Master, then we'll leave this child to you. Little San, you go in with the Master, but you must be obedient."

Tang San nodded, but did not speak.

Earlier, just as the master in front of him stopped the gatekeeper from rushing towards him, his left hand had already been raised, and the safety on the hidden dart had been released. If the master had spoken a moment later, perhaps a short arrow would have been lodged in the gatekeeper's throat.

[The third principle of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: Once you've identified your opponent as an enemy, and they have a death wish, show no mercy. Otherwise, you'll only create more trouble for yourself.]

In Tang San's view, the doorman's attack on an old man like Jack, coupled with his meanness, was a recipe for disaster. Furthermore, he was absolutely certain that no one, including old Jack, would discover that he had fired the hidden arrow. Without evidence, who could accuse him of murder? The Tang Clan's silent hidden arrows were incredibly fast, leaving only a fleeting shadow; how could someone like the doorman possibly dodge them?

After giving Tang San a few more instructions, Jack left.

The master glanced at the doorman indifferently. "This is the first and the last time. If you do it again, you won't need to stay." His voice was hoarse but calm, yet it had an irrefutable quality.

The doorman was sweating profusely and quickly agreed, stepping aside.

The master looked down at Tang San, forcing a smile. His facial muscles seemed somewhat stiff, making his smile rather unappealing. He took Tang San's hand and said, "Let's go inside."

The master's hands were soft and dry, a comfortable touch that instilled a sense of trust in Tang San. Under his guidance, Tang San finally entered the academy.

"Thank you, teacher," Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy." Grandmaster glanced down at Tang San and said calmly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say you represented the academy?"

The master shook his head. He was unusually patient today, forcing out another awkward smile. "Who says only academy teachers can represent the academy?"

Tang San suddenly realized, "I understand now. You must be the principal or a leader of the academy."

The master chuckled and said, "You're quite clever for a six-year-old. However, you're still wrong."

Tang San asked in confusion, "And who are you?"

The master said, "I'm just a guest here, eating and drinking for free. Call me Master, like everyone else. That's what everyone calls me. I've even forgotten my own name. The Spirit Hall's certificate says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you need to understand that 'Master' and 'Teacher' are worlds apart. Don't get it wrong in the future. Unless…"

At this point, he paused, but his eyes gleamed with a burning light. "Unless you are truly willing to let me be your teacher."

"Are you going to teach me how to cultivate a martial spirit?" Tang San asked.

The master stopped and stood facing Tang San. "So, are you willing or not?"

Tang San naturally stopped as well, looking up at the master in front of him. Observing him up close, and from below, he noticed that the master's mouth was rather large, and his lips were quite thick. He didn't speak, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The master looked at Tang San's blank stare and his stiff smile returned. "Alright, you are indeed a smart child."

Remaining silent has two meanings: first, it's to avoid rushing to refuse, so as not to offend the master; second, it's to use actions to ask the master, "Why should I become your disciple?"

Like old Jack, the master raised his hand and ruffled Tang San's hair. "You are exceptionally talented and so intelligent. It seems I must be persistent this time. After all, you are only the third person in the last hundred years to possess twin martial souls."

Upon hearing the master's words, Tang San was taken aback. His gaze towards the master changed instantly, and he subtly raised his left wrist, his eyes revealing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The master looked at him calmly and smiled, "Aren't you surprised that I knew you had twin martial souls so quickly?" As he spoke, he shook the certificate that Old Jack had given him, "It's because of this certificate. Perhaps others can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see them either, then I don't deserve the title of master."

"I once investigated 647 people whose martial soul was Blue Silver Grass. Among them, only 16 possessed soul power, a probability of less than 3%. And even among those 16 people who possessed soul power, none of them had a soul power level exceeding level one, while you are a level ten martial soul power with innate full soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness criteria for martial souls that I have studied, the size of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass clearly cannot meet this requirement. Therefore, I can be certain that you should have another martial soul, and it is a very powerful martial soul."

Tang San's gaze gradually calmed down, and he retorted, "There are always exceptions to everything, so why can't I be an exception?"

The master nodded seriously and said, "That's right, there are always exceptions, but your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, so you are clearly not that exception. In the last hundred years, although only two people with twin martial souls have appeared in the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, nineteen people have been born with full soul power. I have carefully studied the martial souls of each of them, and they are all powerful beings. The youngest one has now reached the level of a Great Soul Master. Apart from fourteen people who inherited powerful martial souls through family bloodlines, there are five exceptions."

(End of this chapter)