Chapter 7: Nuoding Academy
Currently, his understanding of the Martial Soul still needs to be slowly researched.
Perhaps only after obtaining a Soul Ring will Ling Mo truly understand the specific mysteries of this Martial Soul.
In the afternoon, Tang San and Tang Hao learned blacksmithing, Ling Mo felt really bored staying there, so he chose to say goodbye.
“Xiao San! I’m heading back first, see you at Nuoding Academy tomorrow…”
After saying that, Ling Mo left without looking back. Watching his departing back, the always silent Tang Hao finally spoke.
“Xiao San! How did you meet this kid?”
Tang Hao’s sudden question made Tang San tense up. Could Ling Mo have a problem? Why was his father asking this?
If Ling Mo had no issues, Tang San wouldn’t fully believe it either, because all the things he showed were too suspicious.
Although Tang San already regarded Ling Mo as a friend in his heart, his inherent vigilance still held some reservations.
Just the display of Tang Sect Secret Arts that Ling Mo showed earlier made Tang San suspicious. He wasn’t sure if Ling Mo was like him, a disciple of the Tang Sect.
“Dad, do you think Xiao Mo has a problem?”
Tang San hid his inner worries and pretended to be ignorant as he asked.
“This kid is very strange, but his disposition isn’t bad. He’s straightforward and worth making deep friends with!”
In the morning, Tang Hao deliberately probed Ling Mo by intentionally competing with him for porridge to see his reaction.
His performance was no different from an ordinary child, so Tang Hao felt relieved.
But he always felt this kid was strange, as if hiding something deeply! That’s why Tang Hao showed that meaningful smile before entering the house.
That was the final probe, but Ling Mo’s subsequent performance was also perfect, showing no flaws at all. From this performance, he should have no issues.
“Strange? How is he strange?”
Tang San was curious. Had Tang Hao noticed something? Wasn’t he just an ordinary blacksmith? Why could he see things that Tang San couldn’t?
“Alright! Continue blacksmithing. Hammer it ten thousand times, then prepare dinner…”
After a pause, Tang Hao returned to his previous lazy demeanor, slouching back into the small black room to sleep, leaving Tang San feeling utterly exasperated.
“Damn it! This damn Tang Hao actually dared to probe me…”
On the way back to Rice Fragrance Village, Ling Mo’s pale little face looked very haggard. That wave of probing and stealing the Martial Soul earlier had nearly gotten him in trouble.
But he had to admit, today’s gains were huge. Not only did he master Tang San’s Tang Sect Secret Arts, but he also met the legendary tough guy Tang Hao.
Though he looked very disheveled, no matter how disheveled, he was still a renowned Titled Douluo.
Back at the small tree house, Ling Mo collapsed and fell asleep. His mental state had been consumed too much that day, and a wave of drowsiness hit him, sending him straight to sleep.
The next morning, Ultraman came to the small tree house and shouted to Ling Mo: “Xiao Mo, come down quick! We’re setting off…”
He had to admit, this was a very dedicated Village Chief, even more dedicated than old Jack next door.
Old Jack was also a renowned big shot in the martial world, personally escorting a God Realm enforcer to school, and even calling Tang Hao the most useless person in their village—impressively badass.
Ultraman was probably following old Jack’s path too, fighting one against three to secure schooling opportunities for a future great god, with the story widely circulated.
“Village Chief Grandpa, good morning!”
Leaving the small tree house where he had lived for six years, Ling Mo slowly climbed down. This departure probably meant he wouldn’t return.
He couldn’t help feeling a bit sentimental. After all, this was a pure land deep in his heart, accompanying him through countless nights, making it hard to part with.
The swelling on Ultraman’s face had subsided a lot, though faint marks were still visible.
The two set off together toward Nuoding Academy, while in Holy Soul Village next door, old Jack was also taking Tang San out.
“So this is Nuoding City? The first dungeon that Douluo travelers enter after leaving the newbie village in legends? Looks kinda interesting…”
After winding around, Ling Mo followed Ultraman and finally arrived at the gate of Nuoding Academy. At that moment… the people standing at the gate were precisely Tang San and old Jack.
Additionally, besides those two, there was a gatekeeper.
“Old Jack, what are you doing here?”
Spotting old Jack from afar, Ultraman excitedly ran up to greet him. It seemed they knew each other.
“Xiao San, I didn’t expect you to arrive even earlier than me…”
Ling Mo walked up and greeted Tang San, while Ultraman chatted with old Jack for a bit before realizing their current situation.
“Little brother, we come from Holy Soul Village and Rice Fragrance Village. These two children are this year’s work-study students. What procedures do we need to handle?”
It seemed this gatekeeper didn’t want to let them in, so Tang San and the others had been delayed here for quite a while.
“Can a grass nest produce a golden phoenix? A small village actually has people with Soul Power? What a joke, don’t bother me, get out of here, or watch out—I’ll beat you, you old geezer…”
At these words, a flash of killing intent passed through Tang San’s eyes, and Ling Mo’s temper flared even more.
“You…”
Old Jack and Ultraman were furious beyond words. These city folk generally looked down on rural people like them, and now they were troubling them, infuriating both.
“Get out of here now. I say no means no! What damn Holy Soul Village, Rice Fragrance Village!”
The gatekeeper ridiculed, completely ignoring the furious duo, continuing his mockery.
Actually, this kind of thing happened often in the city. Just as the gatekeeper said, how could a phoenix emerge from a flock of grass chickens? No need to even think about it.
Basically, these villages couldn’t produce people with Soul Power. Nuoding Academy hadn’t accepted work-study students for several years.
This year, two popped up at once—it sounded unrealistic.
Killing intent hid in Tang San’s eyes as a sleeve arrow silently appeared in his right hand. He was on the verge of acting.
Ling Mo noticed Tang San’s abnormality and thought, this kid really is ruthless, decisive in killing, showing no mercy.
Just verbal provocation had stirred his killing intent. If the standoff continued, he might really strike.
“Heh heh, this little brother! I see your forehead is dark—blood disaster is coming your way soon…”
At this moment, Ling Mo sneaked forward, acting like they were close, bypassing Tang San and coming right up to the gatekeeper.
Ultraman was utterly confused. “Xiao Mo, what are you doing…”
The gatekeeper looked at the six-year-old kid in front of him and sneered: “Heh heh, I have a blood disaster? Believe it or not, I’ll give you a blood disaster right now?”
Ling Mo didn’t answer him. He instantly activated his Dual Pupils. The moment their eyes met, the gatekeeper’s spirit blurred, and he instantly knelt down.
“Hm? What’s going on?”
Tang San observed closely, but since he was behind Ling Mo, he didn’t see his eyes.
But he felt it must be Ling Mo’s doing. Otherwise, that arrogant gatekeeper wouldn’t kneel.
“Sigh, if you have something to say, just say it nicely. Why such a big salute? This is too embarrassing!”
While saying it was embarrassing, Ling Mo slightly exerted force with his palm, gripping the gatekeeper’s hand and instantly squeezing it painfully.
“Ow ow ow, let go of me!”
The sharp pain snapped the gatekeeper out of his dazed state, and he let out a loud scream.
The louder he screamed, the more excited Ling Mo got. He was pissed too and needed to teach this snobbish dog a lesson, or he’d never know why the flowers are so red.
“Alright! That’s enough…”
At this moment, a somewhat stiff voice came from behind. Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man in black clothes who had appeared behind them at some point.
Ling Mo immediately recognized the man’s identity. Following the original plot, this should be Tang San’s future teacher, the renowned master Xiao Gang of the Soul Master World, right?
“Master, you’re back…”
Seeing the master, the gatekeeper acted like he’d found his savior, overjoyed.
