Chapter 3 Notting College

Lin Bai also thought about reporting Tang San and his son. Tang Hao was carrying a wanted warrant from Wuhun Palace, which was expensive, but after careful consideration, he gave up on this seemingly tempting idea.

There are two reasons for this. First, regardless of whether Wuhun Palace will be willing to pay him dozens or millions of gold soul coins, even if he pays, there may not be much left in Lin Bai’s hands after layers of exploitation. .

Secondly, once Tang Hao is reported, with Lin Bai's strength, traces will definitely be left.

Unless Wuhun Palace sends enough power to kill Tang Hao, Lin Bai will be in danger if Tang Hao escapes and lets him follow the traces to find Lin Bai.

It is difficult to succeed in making some inventions in this world. There are soul masters, and there are people who have discovered efficient methods for making salt and iron, and it is not Lin Bai's turn.

The opportunity to change your destiny is right in front of you, but money is blocking the door.

"Ahhh!"

Lin Bai ruffled his hair. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person. There was no way he could make a lot of money.

Feeling powerless and a little angry in his heart, he really couldn't think of a way, so he went to rob the rich and give to the poor. There were slave merchants on Douluo Continent, so he could do it quickly. One million gold coins could be collected in a year, which was more than enough.

As soon as I thought about it, the sky and the earth widened in an instant.

Lin Bai's eyebrows stretched, showing a relaxed expression. Feeling hungry, he went to the stove outside the house to start cooking. After he was full, he returned to the room to practice the Yin Yang Nine Dragon Art.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

Notting City.

"Lin Bai, you have been sensible since you were a child. Don't conflict with others when you get to the Soul Master Academy. I don't know anything about cultivation, but you just need to be more diligent. A lazy person cannot grow a good field."

The village chief took the trouble to remind Lin Bai and told many of his life experiences.

"Don't worry, Uncle Village Chief, I, Lin Bai, have always been kind to others and will get along well with my classmates."

Lin Bai patted his chest and promised that there were not many opportunities to bully children openly, so he had to take advantage of the fact that his expiration date had not passed, so he could get addicted to it as soon as possible.

"Well, just remember my words."

The village chief was not highly educated and had a rough personality, so he did not notice anything was wrong.

The two of them asked all the way to the gate of Notting College.

There was a noise from the front, and there was a conflict between the college guard and an old man and a young child.

"Ha! A golden phoenix appeared in a rural village? Stinky beggar, get away!"

The college guard threw away a piece of paper, pushed the old man in front of him away arrogantly, raised his nostrils and looked down at the two of them.

"We are villagers of Holy Soul Village, not beggars!"

Jack shouted at the top of his lungs, straightened his rickety back, took two steps forward, and glared at the guard.

Tang San put his hands behind his back, with a faint murderous look in his eyes. At such a young age, he already showed the appearance of a Shura.

"stop!"

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward to stop the conflict. He was attracted by the words "Innate Soul Power".

"Old man, can you show me the child's certificate?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression was stiff, trying to show a kind attitude and speaking softly.

"Of course, here you go."

Old Jack picked up the Wuhundian certificate, carefully dusted it, and handed it to Yu Xiaogang with both hands.

Yu Xiaogang took the certificate and read it carefully from beginning to end. When he saw the words "Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit" and "Innate Full Soul Power", his heart could not help but skip a few beats.

He suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm, "It's proven to be true. The seal of Wuhun Palace cannot be faked. Old man, I am a teacher of the academy. Leave this child to me and I will take him to register. "

"Oh, thank you so much, Master Soul Master, thank you so much, Master."

Old Jack thanked him repeatedly, turned around and led Tang San to Yu Xiaogang.

"Xiaosan, follow the soul master quickly."

"Mistress, what a good name..."

Yu Xiaogang held Tang San's hand, his palm warm and slightly moist. He turned to look at the guard: "I will tell the dean what happened just now, so you can take care of yourself."

After that, he took Tang San into Notting Academy regardless of the guards' pleas.

Lin Bai watched quietly. He did not want to have anything to do with Yu Xiaogang for the time being. After Yu Xiaogang entered the gate, he took out the Wuhun Palace certificate and handed it to the guard who was lost.

The guard held on to his luck and continued to perform his duties. At a glance, the five characters "Innate Soul Power" were clearly written on the paper. His breathing was stagnant, and he looked down at Lin Bai. He had just been taught a lesson, and he did not dare to do it again. After careful identification, the proof is correct and the door is opened.

Lin Bai said goodbye to the village chief and walked into Notting College alone. He walked very slowly, giving Yu Xiaogang and Tang San teachers and students a chance to be alone.

He didn't notice that the guard behind him hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, left his post and caught up, and came to Yu Xiaogang's side and whispered something in a low voice.

"Is what you said true? Is there another person with innate soul power?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the guards with his eyes. It was so rare to have full soul power. He found two of them in one day. He didn't believe that he had such good luck after half his life.

"I don't dare to deceive anyone, Master. I have carefully read it, and the certificate from Wuhun Palace will not be false. Then I came to report to you as soon as possible. Please give me another chance to change my ways."

The guard smiled sarcastically and looked at Yu Xiaogang expectantly.

Working as a guard at Notting College, he also understood the weight of innate soul power.

Yu Xiaogang understood the meaning of the guard coming to report. He hesitated and looked down at Tang San, "Xiao San, what do you think?"

"It all depends on the teacher."

Tang San has recognized Yu Xiaogang as his master.

In his eyes, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father.

Yu Xiaogang said, since he and Old Jack were not injured, it didn't matter if he let the guard go.

"Well, let's consider this incident a thing of the past, but it won't happen again."

"Thank you, master, thank you, master!"

The guard left with a lot of gratitude. He met Lin Bai on the road and hurriedly avoided him.

Lin Bai saw the guard, but didn't pay attention. He had no idea that he had been betrayed.

After a while, Lin Bai walked to the playground and found Tang San and Yu Xiaogang standing still.

He was about to pretend that he didn't see it and go around, but Yu Xiaogang stopped him and said, "Son, don't leave in a hurry. I'm a teacher at the college. I heard that you are innately full of soul power. Can you let me take a look?" Your martial spirit?"

Tang San looked at Lin Bai, not worried at all about being robbed of the teacher's attention, and helped: "Teacher is very knowledgeable and can give you some suggestions on how to cultivate martial arts."

Lin Bai stopped and secretly curled his lips.

"Isn't it said that the martial spirit is the soul master's privacy? Can it be shown to anyone casually?"

Being teased for no reason, his tone was not very good.

Yu Xiaogang's expression froze, but he would not care about the child, and said in a gentle tone: "You are right, but I am a teacher in the college, you don't need to keep secrets from me."

Tang San's eyes were slightly cold, and when he saw another person with innate soul power, his curiosity turned into repulsion. When he saw the elder asking, he didn't want to answer, but asked instead, what a rude brat.