Chapter 4: Enrollment
After temporarily leaving the donkey cart at a stall...
The village chief and Lin Yang took their luggage and asked for directions along the way, eventually arriving at the Junior Spirit Master Academy located in the west of the city.
A tall arched stone gate stood majestically, and the iron gate made of refined iron was dark and shiny.
Above the stone gate were the four large characters 'Nuoding Academy', giving off a steady and grand feeling.
Looking through the iron gate, a wide bluestone road led straight into the school. The trees on both sides of the road were tall, casting patches of green shade.
"Who goes there? Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach."
Before they even reached the gate, a young gatekeeper had already stepped out from the side, waving his hand as if shooing away flies.
Oho, how have you managed to survive until now being so arrogant?
Lin Yang was about to say something, but the village chief grabbed his shoulder.
The village chief, with a hint of respect, said with a smile,
"Young man, we are from Red Maple Village. This child is a Work-Study Student from our village. We've come to send him to school today."
As he spoke, he also took out the Spirit Certification.
"Work-Study Student?"
The young gatekeeper's brow furrowed. He took the Spirit Certification and saw that it actually showed five levels of innate spirit power.
The youth's first reaction was that it was fake; he hadn't seen a Work-Study Student with innate spirit power exceeding level three in years.
Could a golden phoenix really fly out of a straw nest?
Just as he was about to shout a harsh rebuke, he noticed Lin Yang expressionlessly pull out a meter-long large blade and wave it in the air, creating a whistling wind.
The cold light flashing on the black blade made his eyes ache.
Martial Soul: Blade, innate spirit power Level 5—it matched the Spirit Certification perfectly.
With a 'gulp', the youth swallowed hard.
Like a face-changing performance, he respectfully returned the Spirit Certification to the village chief with both hands,
"Haha... Please come in, please come in quickly."
The youth not only stepped aside but also enthusiastically told Lin Yang and the chief where to report.
He was like a completely different person compared to his previous nose-in-the-air attitude.
This was the privilege of a Soul Master. Even if Lin Yang was currently just a Soul Warrior under level ten, he wasn't someone a lowly janitor could afford to offend.
Seeing the janitor's reaction, Tai Lon naturally knew it was because of Lin Yang's status as a Soul Master. His confidence surged instantly, and he even straightened his back a bit more.
The two quickly found the place for new student registration—the Academic Affairs Office.
Relying on his status as a Work-Study Student, Lin Yang smoothly completed the enrollment procedures.
"You are a Work-Study Student, your dormitory is in Dormitory Building No. 7. In the future, you must complete the tasks assigned by the academy to receive compensation," the teacher handling Lin Yang's procedures said with a gentle face,
"As for the specific details of the work, the dormitory teacher will arrange them for you."
Lin Yang nodded: "Thank you, Teacher."
Taking the student uniform and textbooks handed over by the teacher, Lin Yang briskly carried his things and turned to leave the Academic Affairs Office.
Watching Lin Yang's retreating back, the teacher whispered to himself,
"Is this child really six years old? He looks so sturdy."
After finishing the enrollment procedures, the village chief prepared to leave.
Before leaving, he exhorted Lin Yang to study hard, saying he would come to pick him up when the semester ended, and to write a letter if he needed anything.
Watching Village Chief Tai Lon's back gradually disappear into the distance, Lin Yang took a deep breath. From this moment on, his life as a Soul Master was beginning.
On this path of a Soul Master, he was destined to fight alone.
After all, he didn't have a good father who was a Titled Douluo.
Carrying his bedding and daily necessities, he arrived at Dormitory Building No. 7.
The environment where the Work-Study Students lived was naturally not very good, but Lin Yang didn't care about such things.
Opening the door, he saw several slightly older children playing with each other.
Lin Yang's appearance instantly attracted the attention of all the children.
"A new Work-Study Student?"
One of the more robust children stepped out, tilted his chin at Lin Yang, and looked him over with a measuring gaze.
Lin Yang nodded: "Yes."
"Very good," the boy pointed at himself and said,
"I am the boss of Dormitory 7, named Zhao Bufan. The rule for us Work-Study Students is that the strongest person is the boss. Do you want to challenge me?"
"Sure."
Lin Yang nodded. Appropriately displaying his strength could save a lot of trouble without attracting too much attention; why not do it?
"Kid, you've got guts."
Zhao Bufan was first taken aback, then gave a cruel smile, crossing his hands and cracking his neck with a series of clicking sounds.
"Then I won't be polite. I am a level nine Soul Warrior, Martial Soul: Wild Wolf."
As he spoke, Zhao Bufan activated his Martial Soul, and a layer of gray light immediately appeared on his body.
Most notably, his teeth became sharp and his nails became pointed.
Lin Yang nodded faintly: "Lin Yang, level seven Soul Warrior, Martial Soul: Blade."
Zhao Bufan said: "Why aren't you using your Martial Soul?"
"No need."
"Arrogant!"
Zhao Bufan instantly felt looked down upon. With a roar, he turned into a gray afterimage and charged toward Lin Yang.
Looking at these movements full of flaws, Lin Yang remained expressionless.
Seeing his claws about to touch, Zhao Bufan sneered in his heart; this guy didn't seem like much after all.
However, at that moment, Lin Yang moved.
Without any apparent major movement, he simply stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Bufan's arm like lightning, then turned and arched his back.
Snap!
A beautiful shoulder throw. Amidst the spinning world, Zhao Bufan was slammed directly onto the ground, splayed out on his back.
The pain from his back caused a flash of annoyance in Zhao Bufan's eyes.
Just as he wanted to get up and fight again, Lin Yang exerted a slight force on his arm, and a piercing pain immediately shot through him.
Zhao Bufan couldn't help but scream: "Ow, ow, ow..."
"Is that enough?"
Lin Yang's expression was flat; bullying a small child was really nothing to be proud of.
"I give up," Zhao Bufan was quite straightforward and directly admitted defeat.
After Lin Yang released his arm, Zhao Bufan climbed up from the ground with a bitter face,
"You win. From now on, you are the boss of Dormitory 7."
Then he turned to look at the other children behind him who were already stunned, and shouted,
"Everyone, call him Boss."
"Boss..."
Lin Yang waved his hand: "Everyone, introduce yourselves."
"Boss, I am Wang Sheng, fourth grade, Martial Soul: War Tiger, I want to be a Battle Spirit Master."
"I'm called Tie Niu, my Martial Soul is a Hammer."
"I am Zhao Little Knife. My Martial Soul is the same as yours, Boss, it's a blade."
Lin Yang took an extra look at Zhao Little Knife. His Martial Soul was said to be a blade, but it looked more like a small dagger. With level five Soul Power, he was considered quite good in this academy.
They were all eight or nine-year-old children, and there was basically not much scheming between them.
They were also genuinely convinced by Lin Yang, who became the boss through strength, so he easily integrated into Dormitory 7.
Meanwhile, in the Principal's office.
Su Hong, acting as the Principal, now had a gentle smile on his face as he pushed Lin Yang's information toward a middle-aged man sitting across from him.
This middle-aged man was about thirty or forty years old, with an ordinary appearance and short hair. His eyes held a sense of world-weariness mixed with decadence and laziness.
"Master, look at this child named Lin Yang. His innate spirit power is a full level five. He can be said to be the child with the highest innate spirit power in the academy in recent years."
Yu Xiaogang took a quick glance at the information and murmured: "The Martial Soul is a blade, and the innate spirit power is only level five..."
Level five innate spirit power was really not much of a good prospect in his eyes.
But in this junior academy where level one or two innate spirit power was common, Lin Yang was already like a crane among chickens.
Moreover, nestled in this small school, Lin Yang was already the one with the best talent he had seen.
Thinking for a moment, Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed again, his expression indifferent,
"Sigh... Let's observe him first and see if he's worth cultivating..."