"The primary soul master academy mainly teaches some basic cultivation and cultural courses. Only after obtaining a soul ring and officially becoming a Soul Master can you graduate from the academy. After that, there are intermediate and even advanced academies."
Old Jack, while driving the ox cart, told the two of them stories about the soul master academies.
Lu Feng lay comfortably on the ox cart with his eyes closed, legs crossed, and a foxtail grass dangling from his mouth.
"Little San, you should get on the cart and sit too. It's still over an hour to Nuoding City," Old Jack said with concern, looking back at Tang San who was following beside the cart.
Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead and pretended not to care, "No need, Grandpa Village Chief. I'm not used to sitting on ox carts. I'll just treat it as exercise."
In reality, ever since Lu Feng had left the blacksmith shop that day, Tang San would experience 'deep fatherly love' every few days.
A few days ago, after two months of hard work, Tang San had finally tempered a piece of raw iron to the size of a fist. He couldn't wait to show his achievement to Tang Hao.
The first thing Tang Hao thought of when he saw the refined iron was Lu Feng, that 'other family's child'.
Thus, Tang San experienced what was meant by "a father's love is as heavy as a mountain".
"Hiss~"
Tang San touched his bottom with his hand. Although he had applied ointment, he still felt a fiery pain.
Hmph, school is about to start soon. Lu Feng is from my hometown, after all, so I'll let this matter slide for now. Tang San gave Lu Feng an unfriendly glance, then continued to follow the ox cart.
"Grandpa Village Chief, what are the intermediate and advanced academies?" Tang San asked Old Jack curiously.
Old Jack explained patiently, "The knowledge taught in the intermediate academy is more advanced. To graduate from there, you must reach level twenty and obtain your second soul ring."
Old Jack looked back at Lu Feng and Tang San, his eyes full of gratification. In his opinion, with the talent of these two, it wouldn't be difficult to reach level twenty.
"However, the intermediate academy is not responsible for helping students hunt for soul rings. To obtain your second soul ring, you must rely on your own strength to hunt soul beasts."
After saying that, Old Jack sighed.
It was too difficult for a commoner Soul Master to become strong!
Cultivation resources, family influence, growth environment. One step behind, and you'll always be behind!
"What about the advanced academy?" Tang San asked.
Hearing this, Old Jack gave a bitter smile. "The advanced academy is even more difficult. It's not something we commoners can even consider."
Lu Feng had opened his eyes at some point and was listening attentively to Old Jack.
To be honest, when he first read Douluo Continent, he only cared about the soul master tournaments and how the protagonist acted cool.
Later, when the anime came out, his attention shifted to the 'wives'.
He knew very little about the culture and customs of the continent.
Moreover, a novel was ultimately just fiction. Now, he was living in a real world.
Along the way, Old Jack continuously explained things about the soul master academies to the two of them. From time to time, he would also intersperse some interesting stories he had seen in his youth.
It was not far from Holy Spirit Village to Nuoding City, and the three of them were also riding an ox cart. Before noon, they had already arrived at the city gate.
This was not Lu Feng's first time in Nuoding City. When he was a hunter, he had come several times with the vegetable-selling caravans.
Old Jack drove the ox cart to the designated spot and took the two of them to the primary academy.
The streets of Nuoding City were all paved with marble and were very flat. The streets were bustling with people and were extraordinarily lively.
The primary academy was located in the west of Nuoding City. The group walked for a while before reaching the school gate.
The academy looked very luxurious. The tall archway was about ten meters high and was built of hard rock. Below it were two iron gates, and Tang San could tell at a glance that they were made of high-quality refined iron.
If I dismantled these two gates, I could make a lot of hidden weapons!
Tang San's eyes lit up as he looked at the dark iron gates.
"What are you doing! Is this a place for country bumpkins like you? Scram, scram, scram!" The young gatekeeper shouted when he saw Tang San's captivated expression.
Tang San was startled by the young man's voice and came back to his senses. Thinking about how he had just been acting, he immediately felt a rush of heat to his head.
His face flushed slightly as he looked up at the young man, a hint of hostility flashing in his eyes.
"What are you staring at! I'm talking to you!"
The young man pointed his right finger at Tang San and said loudly, "Where did you country bumpkins come from? Do you know what this place is!"
Seeing the situation, Old Jack hurriedly smiled apologetically. "Little brother, we are from Holy Spirit Village. These two children are this year's work-study students from our village."
The gatekeeper frowned and said in a strange tone, "Work-study students? The academy hasn't had work-study students for many years. You're not fakes, are you? Do you have your martial soul certificates?"
It was no wonder the young man's attitude was so poor. People had indeed pretended to be work-study students to work at the academy before.
After all, just by sweeping the floors in the academy, one could earn ten copper soul coins a day!
This was much better than working outside.
A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he swallowed his pride and took out the two boys' certificates, handing them to the gatekeeper.
"Hahaha, Blue Silver Grass? Innate full soul power? What kind of bullshit is this? I'm telling you, if you're going to forge something, at least make it look real," the gatekeeper said, waving the certificate in his hand, both angry and amused.
"Holy Spirit Village, I think Beggar Village is more like it!"
"What did you say?" Old Jack's expression changed upon hearing this. He took a sharp step forward and glared angrily at the gatekeeper.
Holy Spirit Village was the greatest pride in his heart, and he would not allow anyone to defile it.
Tang San's eyes narrowed, his face grim. He slightly raised his right hand and released the safety on his sleeve dart.
"Hmph, exposed and now you're angry? I've been a gatekeeper at the academy for four years, and I've never heard of a student with innate full soul power. Let me see how the other certificate is fabricated..."
"Martial soul Body, innate..." The gatekeeper's words stopped halfway.
On Lu Feng's certificate, a golden stamp shone brightly in the sunlight.
"Spi-Spirit Hall, Youth Group Reserve!" The young man's eyes widened as he looked at the stamp on the certificate.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Although it was a cool autumn day, the young man felt as if he were in a furnace.
Martial soul certificates were easy to fake. As long as you had a Soul Master's help, you could simulate the soul power seal.
But this Spirit Hall stamp, if someone was found to have faked it, they would lose their head!
"This, this."
It's over, I've offended a future Soul Master-sama, and two of them at that!
The young man stood frozen on the spot, feeling as if a large stone was pressing on his heart. For a moment, he was speechless.
"O-Old sir, I'm really sorry. It was my fault for looking down on you. I hope you can forgive me," the young man said with difficulty.
"Hmph!" Old Jack snorted coldly, feeling immensely satisfied in his heart.
However, Old Jack did not reply. After all, what the young man had just said had stung the softest spot in his heart.
Tang San lowered his head, stroking his right wrist, and remained silent.
In Tang San's view, the young man had insulted his martial soul and had already courted death!
If the young man had been a few seconds slower with his apology, there would have been an arrowhead in his throat!
"Hmph, our Village Chief is a magnanimous person. We'll let you go this time. Remember to be more discerning next time."
Seeing the young man's pale face and restless appearance, Lu Feng waved his hand, signaling him to step aside.
The young man was indeed at fault, but it wasn't a major one, and Lu Feng had no interest in making things difficult for an ordinary person.
Hearing this, the young man was greatly relieved and bowed deeply to Lu Feng again.
Just as Lu Feng was walking into the school gate, a ball of white light dropped out:
[Picked up a white special attribute [Faith] fragment *1 (1/1)]