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Chapter 89: Tang San's Third Martial Spirit
Gazing at the Original Sin of lust that had already partially darkened to a deep crimson, Huo Yuhao felt a question suddenly arise in his mind.
Perhaps…
Recalling his previous life, when his own nature in this area had not been particularly steadfast, Huo Yuhao realised that maybe… just maybe, he was a little lustful.
Just as he was about to reflect more seriously on this somewhat delicate topic, Xian Lin'er's voice pulled him sharply back to reality.
"What's the matter, Director Du? Are you feeling unwell?"
Looking up, Huo Yuhao saw Xian Lin'er's gaze, icy and calculating, sweeping between Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun.
"If there's something you need to discuss with Dean Yan, you can say it directly, Director Du. Or is there something urgent that I shouldn't be hearing?"
"No, no, Dean Xian, you're overthinking," Du Weilun replied with a forced laugh, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Huo Yuhao. Catching the playful expression on his face, his expression completely turned ashen.
It was finished.
He knew that from the moment Yan Shaozhe had opened the door, things were beyond repair. Forget trying to hint at Yan Shaozhe now—no matter how much Yan Shaozhe prioritised Huo Yuhao, he would no longer choose the Battle Spirit Department.
Yan Shaozhe, beside him, only belatedly glanced at Du Weilun. Although he sensed something was wrong, there was no time to dwell on it.
"Dean Xian, there's no need to be so overbearing. Since everyone is here, let's not waste time—let's begin."
Yan Shaozhe cleared his throat twice, then slowly addressed the three new students.
"In Shrek Academy—or in truth, in any organisation—talent grants privileges. Your gifts are already well known to the Academy, so we are prepared to give you certain preferential treatments, training you ahead of schedule."
"However, the Academy has two factions: the Battle Spirit Department and the Spirit Guidance Department, and their teachings differ greatly. Today, we've called you here to inquire about your intentions."
"Of course, before that, Dean Xian and I will briefly introduce the advantages of the two factions. I will go first, representing the Battle Spirit Department."
Just as Huo Yuhao had heard in his previous life, after boasting about his own faction, Yan Shaozhe's gaze first fell on Tang San, his tone serious.
"Tang San, if you are willing to join the Battle Spirit Department, I can immediately promote you to an inner academy student of the Battle Spirit Department. Know this—even among the Outer Academy's core students, not all can enter the inner academy."
"Joining the Battle Spirit Department will grant you six years of advanced resources, and I, as a Super Douluo, will personally teach you, guide your cultivation, and select a complete set of spirit bones best suited to your growth. Once you meet the absorption requirements, I will even help you acquire a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring."
Huo Yuhao suddenly realized something. He looked to the side and saw Gu Yuena, who at some point had lifted her head, her purple eyes calm and unwavering as they met Yan Shaozhe's gaze.
"…Tang San, may I know your decision?"
Tang San felt his thoughts surge like waves.
No matter how outstanding his talent, it was still only talent. Becoming a true powerhouse would take time—a long, arduous path.
In this life, he no longer had a Title Douluo father watching over him. Seeking shelter under a relatively free organisation, leveraging its resources to accelerate his growth, was undoubtedly necessary.
And Yan Shaozhe, before him, like Tang Hao in his past life, was also a Super Douluo. Backed by Shrek Academy, the value he offered could only surpass what he had known in his previous life…
As for the Spirit Guidance Department, he had never liked the Spirit Tools that had led to the decline of the Tang Sect, so why would he join them? Moreover, joining the Battle Spirit Department without hearing the Spirit Guidance Department's conditions would earn him even greater favour from Yan Shaozhe.
With that thought, Tang San decisively activated his third Martial Spirit, Soft Bone—Kneeling, using its first spirit skill—Kneel!
He stepped back, bent his knees, and knelt before Yan Shaozhe, speaking with utmost respect. {T/N: I didn't expect this}
"Dean Yan, I am willing to join the Battle Spirit Department. I humbly request to be accepted as your disciple."
A teacher for a day is a father for life.
The Tang Sect's strict teachings on etiquette in his first life were deeply ingrained in Tang San's heart, even after three lifetimes. {T/N: mehhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!}
Just as he had knelt sincerely before the master in his previous life, his virtues guided him to bow before this Super Douluo.
As Tang San had anticipated, Yan Shaozhe, seeing such a quick agreement, was momentarily stunned. Then, a bright light of delight surged into his eyes.
"Excellent! Good child, rise! From now on, you are my personal disciple!"
"Yes, Teacher!"
Even Yan Shaozhe could not have expected things to proceed so smoothly.
A promising start!
He had immediately secured one of the talented among the three, Tang San, under his wing. Next, Gu Yuena would be easily won over. Even Huo Yuhao might be swayed by the influence of the crowd to join the Battle Spirit Department.
Lin'er, Lin'er, if you leave empty-handed this time, you can't blame me.
Indeed, the future of Shrek Academy depended on the Battle Spirit Department!
Yan Shaozhe's aged face couldn't help but lift into a smile, his hands trembling slightly behind his back.
"You'll soon realize how right today's choice is."
Patting Tang San's shoulder, Yan Shaozhe cast a meaningful glance toward Xian Lin'er.
Yet before he could finish speaking, a horrifying aura swept over him, raising the hairs on his arms and sending shivers through his soul.
An enemy attack!?
Yan Shaozhe instinctively attempted to release his Martial Spirit, only to feel something terrifying, causing his pupils to contract sharply.
Never mind his Martial Spirit—he felt as though his very soul had left his body, his senses utterly nullified.
How could this be possible?
Before the thought finished, suffocating pressure rose in Yan Shaozhe's chest, a bone-chilling cold spreading through every limb, as if falling into an ice pit.
Before he could cry out, it was as though an invisible hand dragged him into another dimension. The sofa, the desk, even Tang San before him—all sped away, shrinking, vanishing into darkness, leaving nothing but endless black.
Yan Shaozhe, who had never faced life-or-death crises since ascending to Titled Douluo, now genuinely felt a premonition of death that threatened to swallow his soul at any second.
"Dean—Dean!"
After an indeterminate time, just as he was about to break down, Du Weilun's urgent voice rang in his ears. The endless darkness receded like a tide, returning everything that had vanished.
Seeing Du Weilun's anxious face, Yan Shaozhe shuddered, scanning his surroundings before bending over and vomiting violently, overwhelmed by the sensation of narrowly escaping a catastrophe.
"Dean! Dean! Are you all right?"
Du Weilun's panicked voice echoed again through the office, and even Xian Lin'er frowned, stepping forward to inquire.
Only Huo Yuhao seemed fully aware, tilting his head solemnly toward Gu Yuena, lowering his voice.
"Next time, don't act so recklessly."
Feeling the pressure from Huo Yuhao's hand, Gu Yuena blinked once.
"Understood."
As the two exchanged words, Yan Shaozhe, who had just brushed past death, finally steadied himself. Wiping his mouth, he rasped, waving a hand.
"I'm fine."
Xian Lin'er's already furrowed brow deepened further.
"What happened?"
"I… don't know," Yan Shaozhe said bitterly, shaking his head.
It wasn't just a matter of identifying who attacked—he had no idea what had even happened to him.
After all, more than one Super Douluo was present. Xian Lin'er was here as well. For someone to strike without her noticing, rendering him powerless, even his teacher might not be able to manage it.
But why target only him?
Yan Shaozhe instinctively scanned everyone present, finding no one suspicious.
"Congratulations, Dean Yan, on securing a talented student."
At the sound, Yan Shaozhe raised his head instinctively, seeing Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena standing. Huo Yuhao looked at him with a peculiar smile.
"Gu Yuena and I had already decided which department to join before coming. We won't waste your time further, Dean Yan."
"…Huh?"
Ignoring Yan Shaozhe's bewildered and stunned expression, Huo Yuhao glanced at Xian Lin'er, who seemed to have realized something, her eyes bright with anticipation.
"Dean Xian, may we have a moment to speak with you?"
At these words, Xian Lin'er's heart seemed to skip a beat.
Though she had guessed when Huo Yuhao spoke to Yan Shaozhe, hearing it directly from him felt like a massive surprise had struck her.
Her head spun a little.
Really, if there's a buy-one-get-one-free deal, you should at least give a warning!
She had only wanted Huo Yuhao! Who knew he would drag along his girlfriend as well?
Though she thought Gu Yuena might be better off staying in the Battle Spirit Department, she wasn't going to play the saint here and persuade her.
Spirit Guidance Department? Fine. She'd just request Elder Mu En to personally teach her.
Snapping back to reality, Xian Lin'er quickly rose, excitedly patting Huo Yuhao on the shoulder.
"Of course, of course. Come, I'll take you to my office."
As the three reached the door, Xian Lin'er paused, casting a sidelong glance at Yan Shaozhe.
"Though I wouldn't boast like someone else, saying, 'You'll soon realize how right today's decision is,' I promise you will never regret joining the Spirit Guidance Department in the future."
Hearing this veiled challenge, Yan Shaozhe's face turned crimson like a chameleon.
Seeing this, Xian Lin'er snorted, ushering the two out the door.
Creak—slam!
(End of Chapter)