Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

"You know me?"

Feigning confusion, Flander naturally wouldn't admit that he had already guessed the two's identities.

Although it's unclear what Haotian Douluo intends to do with that little beast, secrecy is paramount, and the charade must continue.

“My teacher is a master. He is the one who asked me to join Shrek Academy. He also said that you are his friend. This is a letter that my teacher asked me to pass on to you.”

After confirming that the middle-aged man in front of him was indeed Flander, whom his teacher had mentioned, Tang San took out a letter from the storage soul tool his teacher had given him and respectfully handed it over.

"It's Xiao Gang's notes. He actually took on a disciple."

After taking the letter and glancing at the handwriting on the envelope, Flanders' expression became complicated. He hadn't seen his good brother for several years and wondered how he was doing.

After a moment of reflection, he unfolded the letter and read it carefully, his brow furrowing in thought.

"It's the Spirit Hall again!"

His face darkened, and Flander grew increasingly displeased with the Spirit Hall.

"I know about your situation. You can stay at my shop tonight, and I'll take you back to the academy tomorrow."

Flander folded the letter and put it away. He looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu hiding behind him and told them to stay for the night.

After all, the two of them have already been targeted by the Spirit Hall, so it's better for them to stay by my side for safety's sake.

"Dean Xie!"

Tang San quickly thanked him, then looked at the storage soul tools on the next wooden shelf, hesitated for a moment, and then took out a strangely shaped hand crossbow.

“Dean, this is the Zhuge Crossbow that I crafted myself. If you find the right opportunity, it can even kill a Soul Saint. It is worth at least 10,000 gold soul coins. I would like to use this Zhuge Crossbow to exchange for this crystal, that bracelet, and those low-level storage soul tools.”

He had long had an idea that required the use of some storage soul tools to realize it. This time, he happened to see those storage soul tools and decided to give it a try, even going so far as to take out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow that he had personally crafted.

"Able to kill a Soul Saint?"

Flander became interested, took the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow and examined it for a while, then pulled the trigger at the ground. Instantly, sixteen black arrows pierced through the floor and shot into the rock tiles below.

A surge of immense soul power rushed in, causing a jolt that sent sixteen arrows flying.

"It would suit that kid Xiao Ao quite well."

After examining the arrow, which showed almost no wear, Flander was quite satisfied and immediately thought of another student in the academy, Oscar.

The biggest problem with support-type Soul Masters is that they lack offensive power and need the protection of their teammates. If they could go out and wield such a powerful weapon, they could save their lives in critical moments.

He wasn't surprised that Tang San could create such a powerful weapon, after all, this kid was the son of Haotian Douluo, who was one of the three great craftsmen on the continent decades ago.

As the saying goes, "like father, like son," it's normal for this little guy to have strong forging skills as the son of a master craftsman.

However, this thing is quite exquisite. I've never seen it before. It must be the result of the research conducted by that Haotian Douluo and the Haotian Sect over the years.

"Deal. I'm going out to take care of some things. You guys watch the shop."

After storing the Zhuge Crossbow in his storage soul tool and agreeing to the deal, Flander signaled to the two to keep an eye on the shop before quickly leaving.

These two little guys have long been on the radar of the Spirit Hall. That little beast is even a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form. Who knows if someone is watching them? I need to go out and check to avoid bringing trouble to the academy.

Tang San only breathed a sigh of relief after Flander left. His vest lining was soaked with sweat, showing how much pressure Flander had put on him.

Xiao Wu was even more distraught, her legs went weak, and she felt as if she had just teetered on the brink of death. She also became even more concerned about that bracelet.

Luckily, I had put on the bracelet beforehand, otherwise that cunning merchant would definitely have seen through my identity, and the outcome would have been uncertain.

"It's alright, you can rest on that recliner for a bit."

After ruffling Xiao Wu's hair, Tang San walked to the wooden shelf where the storage soul tools were placed and selected the twenty-four smallest ones.

He had heard his teacher mention that he used to own a top-of-the-line storage belt with twenty-four storage spaces, and he fell in love with it after hearing about it.

As disciples of the Tang Clan, hidden weapons are their only means of combat; the number of hidden weapons they can carry determines their combat strength.

The storage soul tools in this world are quite wondrous; such a small device can hold so many things. If combined with one's own hidden weapons, combat power will be greatly enhanced.

For the past six years, he has been studying the storage soul tool given to him by his teacher. Especially after his Purple Demon Eye reached the Mustard Seed Realm, he was able to see many minute things and had done some research on this kind of storage soul tool, enough to make some simple modifications.

It wouldn't be difficult to at least string them together and attach them to a belt.

Using his Purple Demon Eye and Jade Hand, Tang San carefully removed the useless parts of the low-level storage soul tools, leaving only the parts with demonic patterns, especially the space gems.

Then he took out a belt that had been made earlier and sewed and inlaid the cut storage soul tools one by one.

As someone who once single-handedly created the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, Tang San's hands-on skills are beyond question. By nightfall, the storage belt was completed.

The entire belt was exquisitely crafted, with twenty-four gems of various colors visible on its surface. These were the space gems from the original storage soul tools, which were also the core of the storage soul tools.

Furthermore, Tang San meticulously arranged the storage soul tool gems according to their colors and sizes, making them look more aesthetically pleasing.

"Then I'll call you the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Bright Moon!"

Tang San fastened the belt around his waist, tried it out, and was very satisfied, even naming it.

"Wouldn't it be better to sell some more of those Zhuge Crossbows and then buy a high-level storage soul tool? Why bother with this junk?"

Xiao Wu, who had been watching the whole time, couldn't help but ask when Tang San finally finished.

She had tried it before, and the internal space of those storage soul tools was not large, so they could not hold much. Now, embedding so many storage soul tools into a belt would be a waste of time, and it would be easy to mix them up when using them.

"Storage soul tools are for human use. Their value is not the only criterion. The most important thing is whether they are suitable. This Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon is something I made specifically for myself. If the internal space is too large, it will be detrimental to my use."

While explaining with a smile, Tang San took out various hidden weapons from the storage soul tool given to him by his teacher and put them into the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, categorizing them into different types.

He had long ago conceived of this storage belt for the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, and even planned which hidden weapons to put in which positions, so as to better coordinate with the hidden weapon techniques.

"Your teacher is really something, why didn't he mention that the dean of that academy was a titled Douluo?"

Recalling the previous close call, Xiao Wu was filled with resentment.

If she had known that the dean of Shrek Academy was a Title Douluo, she would never have come. Otherwise, she didn't know what would happen if her identity were exposed.

Tang San smiled but didn't say anything. He knew that Xiao Wu had been quite frightened earlier and must be angry inside.

At the same time, his sense of urgency grew stronger. It had indeed been very dangerous before. If Dean Flander hadn't just wanted to scare them, and if they hadn't had that teacher connection, they would probably be in grave danger today.

He disliked this feeling of powerlessness and knew he had to become stronger as soon as possible.

The two chatted for a while, then rested inside the shop, while Flander patrolled the surrounding area.

After spending the night like this, the next morning after breakfast, Flander led the two to the academy outside the city.

"This is Shrek Academy?"

Standing outside the academy gate, Xiao Wu was dumbfounded, and even the usually calm and composed Tang San stared wide-eyed.

They had never seen such a humble academy before; even Nottingham Academy was much more impressive and formal.

Calling this a college would be an insult to the word "college." It's just a village with a sign hanging at the entrance. The sign is even moldy and a bit damaged from years of neglect.

Is this really Shrek Academy that the master highly recommends?

It's also a high-level Soul Master Academy with a Title Douluo in charge?

is that a lie?

"You must line up here according to the rules. Only by passing the entrance test and exam can you officially join Shrek Academy."

With a dry cough, Flanders left a message and strode into the academy.

He was aware of his college's shortcomings, but there was nothing he could do—they were poor!

Fortunately, their teaching staff is quite good, much better than many advanced soul master academies, which is their advantage.

"I always knew he was a big swindler and a crooked businessman, not to be trusted!"

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth in anger, feeling cheated.

She would have accepted it if the academy was just damaged, but this was no longer a matter of whether it was damaged or not; it was a completely different story.

It's far inferior to even a basic soul master academy like Notting Academy, yet you dare to call yourself a high-level soul master academy?

Even if the dean is a titled Douluo, it doesn't prove anything. After all, being strong and teaching others to become strong are two completely different concepts.

She didn't know what she and her lover could learn here.

Just coasting along?

"Since we're already here, let's enroll first and see what happens."

Tang San gave a helpless bitter smile; for now, he could only enroll in the school.

Seeing that Tang San said so, Xiao Wu was unhappy, but she could only follow suit.

In fact, there are many people who share the same feelings as the two of them. After seeing the actual situation at Shrek Academy, many people felt very disappointed, and some even turned around and left.

His gaze swept over the applicants in the line ahead, finally settling on two figures under the academy's sign.

There was an old man and a blond young man. The old man looked unremarkable and dressed very simply. He didn't seem as energetic as Old Jack from Holy Soul Village.

However, the blond youth looked extraordinary. Tang San immediately recognized him as a powerful figure, at least a Soul Master, stronger than himself. He feared that without using hidden weapons, it would be difficult to defeat him.

Not long after, a conflict broke out at the registration area.

"You've gone too far! This is clearly a scam to rip us off. Give us back our registration fees, or we're not leaving."

If we had known Shrek Academy was like this, we shouldn't have come.

A middle-aged man who had brought his child to register shouted angrily, clearly very angry.

"Mu Bai, someone wants to pay a fee for their name. Can you handle it?"

The elderly man in charge of registration glanced at the other person and said something indifferently to the young man behind him.

"If you want a refund for the registration fee, that's fine too. I'll return it all after you beat me up!"

Dai Mubai stepped forward, releasing four soul rings—two yellow and two purple—and a massive soul pressure pressed down on the father and son. His heterochromatic eyes flashed with cold light, the threat evident in his expression, though he felt somewhat helpless.

He knew this was the academy's way of swindling money, but since it was the dean's decision, as a student, he had no choice but to comply.

It's just that he, the dignified Third Prince of Xingluo, has actually stooped to cooperating with the academy to deceive people and has even become a henchman.

How embarrassing!

Chapter 553 A Different Ning Rongrong

In battles between Soul Masters, the first thing to consider is the Soul Rings. In addition to the quantity of Soul Rings, the quality of their configuration is also important.

Dai Mubai not only possesses four spirit rings, but also the best configuration of two yellow and two purple rings, making his combat power top-tier among spirit masters of the same level, which is far beyond what the father and son can match.