Chapter 5: Worship You? Ridiculous.

“Master, why are you here?”

The old teacher who had been sitting slowly stood up and looked at the approaching master with a smile on his face.

“Suo Director, I heard that the academy has two students with innate full soul power, so I couldn’t suppress my curiosity and came to take a look.”

“Are you the two new students?”

The master bent down, his face showing an awkward smile that was even uglier than crying.

Ye Hao’s mind was in chaos. He knew it was this guy. There are no ready-made persimmons to pick.

Tang San was puzzled, scratching his head curiously. Looking at the sudden appearance of the master, the words the “master” said also surfaced in his mind. Can this “master” really teach him?

After completing the enrollment procedures, Ye Hao and Tang San walked out, with the master following behind.

Not long after the master left, there were some complaints spreading in the administrative office.

“A Soul Grandmaster at level twenty-nine, and he still wants to take two students with innate full soul power as his disciples. Truly, the wind doesn’t fear flashing its tongue.”

“It is said that the master has been stuck at level twenty-nine for more than ten years and still can’t break through. According to reliable information, the master’s martial soul is a mutation, and he just awakened with half a level of innate soul power.”

The two of them criticized and hit the “master’s” weak spot with every word, leaving no room for comfort.

Director Su, who had been sitting upright the whole time, finally held back a cough. “Shut up. Although the master’s strength is not great, he can be considered proficient in a certain aspect. You two can leave now and bring their bedding to them. Remember, don’t favor one of them, and don’t mention the idea of taking them as disciples again. How many Soul Masters with innate full soul power are easy to handle?”

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After leaving the administrative office, the master took Tang San and Ye Hao to a secluded place.

Looking at the master with a lewd smile on his face, Ye Hao couldn’t help but shiver. It was clear that he had ulterior motives. Are you trying to make me lose face as a transmigrator?

The master suppressed his creepy smile and resumed his stiff expression. He took out Tang San’s soul master certificate and looked at the mention of the Blue Silver Grass and innate full soul power. The appearance of these two words almost broke the master’s composure, and the curvature of his lips betrayed him.

The master coughed and pretended to be casual.

“So, your name is Tang San…”

Immediately after, the master deliberately glanced at Ye Hao and quietly said to Tang San, “If I’m not mistaken, you should have two martial souls.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang San’s eyes abruptly hardened, and his relaxed brows exploded with tension.

Observant Ye Hao noticed that Tang San’s fingertips were turning white. It seemed that the “master” had already started recruiting disciples.

Ye Hao remained calm and composed. After all, Tang San was destined to be the “master’s” disciple, and he had no intention of becoming the “master’s” disciple himself. Most importantly, Ye Hao didn’t have a favorable impression of the “master.”

He casually sat on the trunk of a withered tree nearby, watching the “master” whispering to Tang San. Ye Hao couldn’t help but find it amusing. At this moment, he resembled a bad uncle trying to lure children with candy.

Being blessed with twin martial souls was exceptional. Besides the Pope, Tang San and Ye Hao were the only ones on the continent who possessed twin martial souls. Spreading this information wouldn’t be beneficial to anyone.

Therefore, the “master” had a private conversation with Tang San, and Ye Hao naturally understood and left. Although this action seemed insignificant, in the eyes of the “master,” Ye Hao was not an ordinary person.

Not only that, but Tang San’s identity was also a secret, and revealing it could invite danger.

However, Ye Hao was not a simple-minded person. There was a reason why he claimed to have the Death Spider as his martial soul.

Think about it. During the martial soul awakening ceremony at the Soul Hall, his Death Spider Emperor martial soul was mistaken by Master Matthew Nou as the Death Spider martial soul.

Although there was only a slight difference between Death Spider and Death Spider Emperor in terms of names, the gap between them was immense.

Matthew Nou also mentioned that currently, only the Pope possesses the Death Spider Emperor martial soul. Furthermore, the Pope also has twin martial souls, just like Ye Hao—Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, the imperial beasts among insect-type martial souls.

The inheritance of martial souls entails inheriting the dominant traits of one’s parents.

The Pope was a clear example of this, and Ye Hao was well aware of it.

With the powerful Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor martial souls, the same martial soul as the female pope, Ye Hao was sure it will inevitably make many people suspicious.

(Bibi Dong: When did I have a secret child? Why don’t I know about it?)

(Qian Ren Xue: I unexpectedly gained a little brother?)

Ye Hao rolled his eyes as he listened carefully to the “master” counseling Tang San. He shook his head inwardly.

Therefore, this is also the reason why the Life Simulator System descended upon him. Ye Hao chose to simulate Bibi Dong’s life.

With the Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor martial souls, it was impossible for Ye Hao to separate his “relationship” with Bibi Dong.

Calculating in his mind, Ye Hao refocused his gaze on the “master” and Tang San.

He saw Tang San suddenly kneeling down, a move that truly embarrassed the “master.” While feeling secretly delighted, the “master” also began to plan the next “self-confirmation action.”

He needed a “proof,” a key person who could confirm his viewpoint, and without a doubt, Tang San was the best candidate.

The “master” was taken aback and quickly helped Tang San up, smiling and saying, “Silly child, there is no need to kneel when becoming a disciple. Kneeling is a great gesture reserved for kings and parents.”