Yu Xiaogang ignored the gate guard and instead looked at the two boys with a profound expression.
"Let me see your martial spirit certificates."
Hearing the Master's words, Tang Chuan immediately stepped forward and respectfully handed over his certificate.
Seeing how sensible the little boy was, Yu Xiaogang felt a trace of satisfaction.
But when he saw Blue Silver Grass with full innate soul power, a flash of light appeared in his eyes.
Tang San also handed his certificate over.
Two Blue Silver Grass martial spirits.
Two full innate soul powers.
Yu Xiaogang carefully examined the Spirit Hall seal on the documents again.
After confirming everything was authentic, he let out a long breath—partly from excitement.
The gate guard, however, smelled the terrible stench from Yu Xiaogang's mouth and immediately ran away without looking back.
Tang San frowned slightly when he smelled it.
As for God-King Tang San…
Yes.
That smell.
He hadn't smelled it for tens of thousands of years.
And yet it was still exactly the same.
"Follow me. As long as I'm here, he won't dare do anything to you."
Yu Xiaogang spoke calmly, though his eyes were still filled with excitement and pride.
After walking some distance into Notting Academy, Tang Chuan spoke just like he had done in his previous life.
"Teacher, thank you."
His posture was perfect.
A model student eager to learn.
He knew Yu Xiaogang's background very well.
The former young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and in the future he would even have a Soul Saint-level wife.
These were all valuable connections.
Connections he absolutely had to use.
"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at this academy."
Yu Xiaogang glanced down at Tang Chuan arrogantly.
"Not a teacher? But just now you—"
(Classic dialogue here. No need to repeat it word-for-word. If anyone wants to see it, they can revisit the original novel.)
"Disciple Tang Chuan greets Teacher!"
"Disciple Tang San greets Teacher!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just as the two boys were kowtowing—
Fu Ye arrived with Xiao Wu and happened to witness this historic moment.
Seeing Tang San's respectful expression and the reincarnated God-King Tang San kneeling beside him, Fu Ye smiled slightly.
Tang San
Age: 6Soul Power: Level 10Martial Spirits: Blue Silver Grass, Clear Sky HammerCultivation Technique: Xuantian Treasure Record
Tang Chuan (Reincarnated God-King Tang San)
Age: 6Soul Power: Level 10Martial Spirit: Blue Silver KingCultivation Technique: Xuantian Treasure Record
Looking at the system panels, Fu Ye was somewhat surprised.
So this guy had changed his name to Tang Chuan.
But it didn't really matter.
As long as he knew this was God-King Tang San's reincarnation, that was enough.
Xiao Wu watched the scene curiously.
Two ugly little boys who looked somewhat similar were kneeling and kowtowing to a fat middle-aged man.
"Brother Fu Ye, what are they doing?"
She was confused.
Though admittedly it looked quite funny.
Fu Ye shook his head.
"I don't know. But it looks interesting."
Fu Ye didn't believe Yu Xiaogang would recognize him now.
After all, his appearance had already been maxed out, and nearly twenty years had passed.
Even if he introduced himself with his real name, Yu Xiaogang would probably just assume it was a coincidence.
Yu Xiaogang, who had been immersed in joy, suddenly heard voices nearby and turned toward them.
The sight before him made his eyes burn with jealousy.
"Who are you two?!"
"Why are you inside Notting Academy?!"
Yu Xiaogang looked arrogantly at Fu Ye.
After all, he was currently the favorite person of Principal Fanos, who was a high-level Soul Elder.
In his eyes, these two beautiful young nobles were nothing more than decorative aristocrats.
They wouldn't be able to withstand even one of his attacks.
"Brother Fu Ye, this man is so rude… and he smells awful."
Xiao Wu pinched her nose and hid in Fu Ye's arms.
Tang San and Tang Chuan also heard Yu Xiaogang's words and turned around.
Tang San didn't react strongly.
But a hint of admiration and amazement appeared in his eyes when he saw Fu Ye and Xiao Wu.
Tang Chuan, however, immediately showed fear and panic.
Xiao Wu.
And not just any Xiao Wu.
A Xiao Wu who had already reached maturity.
No.
Impossible.
How could that be?!
Something was wrong.
There had to be something wrong!
They only look similar.
Yes.
That must be it.
Tang Chuan's heart pounded violently.
His blood surged through his body.
A strange flush appeared on his face.
"I joined the academy this morning with Xiao Wu. We are responsible for teaching martial spirit theory to the work-study students."
Fu Ye looked directly at Yu Xiaogang.
"May I ask who you are? I didn't see your name on the teacher staff list."
Of course, Fu Ye had never actually checked the list.
He simply knew Yu Xiaogang wasn't a teacher here.
"I…"
Yu Xiaogang fell silent.
He knew very well that anyone who could become a teacher here wouldn't be weaker than him.
"If you have nothing else to say, then please apologize to my sister."
At that moment—
two sharp sounds cut through the air.
Whoosh!
Two steel needles shot toward Fu Ye and Xiao Wu's necks.
A killing move.
Clink! Clink!
Before they could reach Fu Ye, they were crushed into dust by the invisible aura surrounding his body.
Yes.
The one who attacked from the shadows was Tang San.
At that moment he was already terrified.
He had clearly seen everything with his Purple Demon Eye.
Fu Ye had simply used soul power to crush the steel needles into powder.
What kind of strength was that?
Fu Ye sighed softly.
Tang San was still Tang San.
Unlike the God-King version, he was far less patient.
But since the boy had tried to kill him—
he deserved a proper lesson.
Crack!
In an instant, Fu Ye appeared in front of Tang San.
His hand grabbed the boy's throat.
"A child barely grown already carries such killing intent."
"It seems I need to teach you a very memorable lesson."
His grip tightened.
Seeing his disciple in danger, Yu Xiaogang immediately released his martial spirit to help.
Fu Ye responded with a single kick.
The kick sent Yu Xiaogang flying straight into the ceiling beam.
He lost consciousness instantly.
"Urgh…"
Tang San's face turned purple.
He was on the verge of suffocation.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Fu Ye casually threw him away.
Tang San flew in a perfect arc and slammed into Yu Xiaogang's body embedded in the beam.
The two crashed to the ground together like dead dogs.
Fu Ye lightly dusted his hands.
"Brother Fu Ye, wipe your hands quickly. They're dirty."
Xiao Wu handed him a small white handkerchief and gently wiped his hands.
Tang Chuan stood frozen as he watched everything happen.
As a former God-King, he clearly understood that Fu Ye's strength was far beyond what he could currently oppose.
So he didn't resist.
More importantly—
that man had just called the girl Xiao Wu.
Tang Chuan's face turned completely red.
But deep in his heart he continued praying.
Please…
Please let her not be his Xiao Wu.