Chapter 87. Sincerity can move mountains and open up new avenues.
Sincerity can move even the most powerful force. Flanders was instantly moved. He quickly leaned over, pulled Ma Hongjun up, and said, "Hurry, get up! We don't need these kinds of etiquette when we become apprentices."
After helping Ma Hongjun to his feet, Flanders said, "Hongjun, you'll be my disciple from now on. Come on, I'll show you my academy."
"Yes," Ma Hongjun said excitedly.
Joining Shrek Academy, in Ma Hongjun's eyes, meant he had already stepped halfway into the ranks of successful people. In the distant future, he would marry the beautiful Bai Chenxiang, ascend to the rank of Fire God, and reach the pinnacle of his life.
Flanders looked at Ma Hongjun, his heart filled with excitement. Phoenix Martial Spirit, innate ninth-level spirit power—such a talent, I had actually overlooked. Shrek Academy is destined to be famous across the continent. Once the monsters mature, I'll have the wherewithal to challenge the Spirit Hall.
Erlong, wait for me. No matter how long it takes, I will rescue you. I only regret that I'm not strong enough right now.
Two flowers bloom, each with its own beauty.
On the streets of Nottingham, Old Jack accompanied Tang San and Ye Yang.
"Sangie, there's no need to underestimate yourself. Believe me, your spirit may be Blue Silver Grass, but there are no useless spirits in this world, only useless spirit masters. You'll definitely be able to carve out your own path," Ye Yang consoled.
Tang San, however, didn't thank Ye Yang for his comfort.
Instead, he gave him a deadpan expression. "Nonsense! My spirit is Blue Silver Emperor. Do I need your comfort? Who the hell do you think you are?"
Seeing Tang San unmoved, Ye Yang continued to chatter incessantly, under the guise of trying to improve Sangie's favorability.
Tang San couldn't help but frown. After he got his part-time job back, Ye Yang could go wherever he pleased, and it wouldn't matter to him anymore. Everything would continue as Tang San had experienced in his previous life.
As a result, the variable Ye Yang, like a piece of dog-skin plaster, stuck back and couldn't be shaken off!
And he kept saying gigigi?
Are we that familiar with each other!
Tang San could only tolerate Ye Yang's existence for the time being. He just hoped that this variable would not change the history in his memory. If it dared to affect his future, Tang San would not mind sending this damn variable a hidden arrow.
Ye Yang was very distressed. Why had Tang San ignored him all along?
In the live broadcast room, those black fans had already started to mock Ye Yang.
Red Bean: Hahahaha. I can see that Tang San doesn't want to pay attention to you at all. Who do you think you are?
Blueberry: I traveled through time and space and became a bootlicker. It's really a disgrace to all the other travelers.
Late-night instant noodle lover: Traveling across Douluo Continent, punching Shrek, kicking the Clear Sky Sect, marrying Qian Renxue, reaching the pinnacle of life is good enough, but you have to flatter Tang San. This livestream, besides the host's journey across Douluo Continent, is full of lickspittle.
Tangmen Xu Kun: San haters, don't be jealous. Huh, Ye Yang, keep going, work hard. San Giegie is aloof, but believe me, even the most aloof iceberg can melt you. As long as you become San Giegie's teammate, San Giegie will be your strongest support.
Tangmen Xiaochuan: You're right, San Giegie treats his companions very well. As long as you become San Giegie's friend, you're guaranteed to get a fairy product and a god-level position in the future. San Giegie, you haters are just jealous of you.
Tang Clan Yifan: Persevere, Ye Yang. One day, Tang San will remember your kindness.
Tang Clan Xiaoyi: I envy Ye Yang so much, being able to admire my San's glory so closely. If only, if only I could travel to Douluo Continent, even if it meant just pouring Tang San's footbath water every day, I'd be happy.
Danran: Ugh—Ye Yang patted his chest and said, "Everyone in the Tang Clan, I will work hard. Sincerity can move mountains. Sooner or later, Tang San will remember my kindness."
Old Jack brought Tang San and Ye Yang to the Soul Master Academy in Notting City, where Tang San encountered the annoying concierge from his previous life.
Old Jack hastened to apologize with a smile, "My dear little brother, we are from the Holy Soul Village. These two children are the part-time students sent by our village this year. What procedures do we need to go through?"
The doorman frowned and said sarcastically, "Can a grass nest produce a golden phoenix, and two in a row? There are people in a small village who possess soul power? The academy hasn't had part-time students for many years. You are not fakes."
A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the two certificates issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Spirit Hall, and handed them to the doorman.
The doorman took the certificate, and the first thing that caught his eye was Tang San's certificate. He looked it up and down, "Spiritual Blue Silver Grass? And innate full soul power? Funny, this is really ridiculous. I have been a doorman in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student with innate full soul power. This kid's spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and it can be full soul power? I think this certificate from the Spirit Hall must be forged by you."
The doorman's words were heard by a short-haired man who passed by. The short-haired man's ears moved, and he murmured: "Blue Silver Grass, innate full soul power, Blue Silver Grass, innate full soul power".
The next moment, the short-haired man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked over. Before Tang San and the doorman were about to conflict, he walked over and said:
"Okay, stop it."
Tang San and Ye Yang turned their heads to look over. A short-haired man of medium build, slightly thin, had come to them at some point.
The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with ordinary features. His hands were clasped behind his back, yet he possessed a unique aura, his eyes opening and closing with a hint of laziness and decadence.
A strange glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, Master, my guide on the path to becoming a Spirit Master, six years have passed, and we meet again."
Ye Yang was filled with excitement. "Master, finally, he had met the legendary pillar of the Spirit Master world, Master Yu Xiaogang." Becoming his disciple was part of his plan. As long as he succeeded, he and Tang San would become fellow disciples. With this relationship, he would have an easier time clinging to Tang San's giggiest lap. At least one of Tang San's godly thrones would be his.
The concierge was stunned for a moment, then his face, filled with anger, suddenly turned into flattery. The change was so swift that it was unimaginable. He nodded and bowed to the visitor, saying, "Master, you are back."
Master Yu Xiaogang, although a laughing stock in the soul master world, was still a lofty soul master in the soul master world. In front of ordinary people, he was still the lofty soul master.
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