Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

After temporarily leaving the donkey cart at a stall.

The village chief and Lin Yang, carrying their luggage, inquired along the way and eventually arrived at the Junior Soul Master Academy located in the west of the city.

The tall, arched stone gate stands majestically, and the iron gate, made of fine iron, is black and shiny.

Above the stone gate are the four large characters "Notting Academy", giving it a calm and dignified feel.

Looking through the iron gate, a wide bluestone road leads directly into the school, with tall trees on both sides casting lush green shadows.

"Who goes there? Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach."

Before they even got close, a young gatekeeper came out from the side and waved his hand as if shooing away flies.

Wow, how have you managed to survive this long with such arrogance?

Lin Yang was about to say something when the village chief grabbed his shoulder.

The village chief, with a hint of respect, smiled and said,

"Young man, we are from Hongfeng Village. This child is a work-study student from our village. We brought him to school today."

As he spoke, he even produced a certificate from the Spirit Hall.

"Work-study student?"

The young gatekeeper frowned, took the Spirit Hall certificate, and saw that it actually contained level five innate spirit power.

The young man's first reaction was that it was fake; he hadn't seen a work-study student with innate soul power exceeding level three in many years.

Can a golden phoenix fly out of a grassy nest?

Just as he was about to reprimand him sternly, he noticed that Lin Yang expressionlessly took out a meter-long broadsword and swung it in the air with great force.

The cold light flashing on the black blade hurt his eyes.

Martial Soul: Blade, innate soul power level five, which perfectly matches the Martial Soul certificate.

With a "gulp," the young man swallowed hard.

Like a sudden change of expression, he respectfully returned the Martial Soul Certificate to the village chief with both hands.

"Haha...please come in, please come in quickly."

The young man not only gave up his seat, but also kindly told Lin Yang and the others where to report.

He was completely different from how he had been just moments before, with his nostrils pointing skyward.

This is the privilege of a Soul Master. Even though Lin Yang is currently only a Soul Warrior below level ten, he is not someone that a mere gatekeeper can afford to offend.

Seeing the gatekeeper's reaction, Taren immediately knew it was because of Lin Yang's identity as a Soul Master, and his confidence soared, even straightening his back a bit.

The two quickly found the place for new student registration—the Academic Affairs Office.

Using his work-study student status, Lin Yang successfully completed the enrollment procedures.

"You're a work-study student, and your dormitory is in Dormitory Building No. 7. You'll only receive payment if you complete tasks assigned by the college," the teacher who processed Lin Yang's paperwork said gently.

"As for the specifics of your job, your dormitory supervisor will arrange it for you."

Lin Yang nodded: "Thank you, teacher."

After receiving the student uniform and textbooks from the teacher, Lin Yang quickly turned and left the academic affairs office with the items in his arms.

Watching Lin Yang's retreating figure, the teacher muttered to herself.

"Is this child really six years old? He looks so robust."

After completing the enrollment procedures, the village chief prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he told Lin Yang to study hard, and that he would come to pick him up when the semester ended. He also told him to write to him if he needed anything.

As he watched the village chief Taren's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Lin Yang took a deep breath. From this moment on, his life as a Soul Master was about to begin.

On the path of a Soul Master, he is destined to fight alone.

After all, he didn't have a good father who was a Title Douluo.

They arrived at dormitory building number seven with their bedding and personal belongings.

The living conditions for work-study students were naturally not very good, but Lin Yang didn't care about that.

Upon opening the door, I saw several older children playing and laughing together.

Lin Yang's appearance instantly attracted the attention of all the children.

"A new part-time worker?"

One of the more robust children stepped forward, raised his chin at Lin Yang, and looked him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

Lin Yang nodded: "Yes."

"Very good," the boy said, pointing to himself.

"I'm the leader of Dormitory 7, my name is Zhao Bufan. Our rule for work-study students is that the strongest person becomes the leader. Do you want to challenge me?"

"Can."

Lin Yang nodded. Appropriately demonstrating one's strength can save a lot of trouble and won't attract too much attention, so why not?

"Kid, you've got guts."

Zhao Bufan was taken aback at first, then grinned maliciously, crossed his arms and shook his neck, making a series of cracking sounds.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I am a level nine Soul Master, and my Martial Soul is the Wild Wolf."

As he spoke, Zhao Bufan activated his martial spirit, and a layer of gray light immediately appeared on his body.

The most obvious change was that his teeth became sharp and his nails became pointed.

Lin Yang nodded calmly: "Lin Yang, Level 7 Soul Warrior, Martial Soul Blade."

Zhao Bufan asked, "Why not use your Martial Soul?"

"There's no need."

"Arrogant!"

Zhao Bufan immediately felt underestimated, roared angrily, and transformed into a gray afterimage, rushing towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang remained expressionless as he watched the flawed movements.

Just as his claws were about to touch him, Zhao Bufan sneered inwardly, thinking that this guy didn't look like much.

But at that moment, Lin Yang made a move.

Without making any move, he simply stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Bufan's arm with lightning speed, and then turned around and bent over.

"Snapped!"

With a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, Zhao Bufan was sent sprawling on his back in a dizzying spin.

The pain in his back made Zhao Bufan's eyes flash with annoyance.

Just as he was about to get up and continue fighting, Lin Yang grabbed his arm and tightened his grip slightly, sending a sharp pain through him.

Zhao Bufan couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"Is it okay now?"

Lin Yang's expression remained calm; bullying a child was hardly something to be proud of.

"I give up," Zhao Bufan said frankly, admitting defeat directly.

After Lin Yang released his arm, Zhao Bufan got up from the ground with a bitter expression.

"You won. From now on, you're the boss of Dormitory 7."

Then he turned to look at the other children who were staring in disbelief and shouted,

"They all call him Boss."

"Boss..."

Lin Yang waved his hand: "Please introduce yourselves."

"Boss, my name is Wang Sheng, I'm a fourth-year student, my martial spirit is War Tiger, and I want to become a War Spirit Master."

"My name is Tie Niu, and my martial spirit is a hammer."

"I am Zhao Xiaodao, and my martial spirit is the same as yours, boss—it's a knife."

Lin Yang glanced at Zhao Xiaodao again. His martial soul was called a knife, but it was more like a small dagger. His level five soul power was quite good in this academy.

They were all eight or nine years old, and there wasn't much scheming or backstabbing among them.

He was completely convinced that Lin Yang had become the leader through his own abilities, so he easily integrated into Dormitory Seven.

Meanwhile, in the principal's office.

Principal Su Hong, with a gentle smile on his face, pushed Lin Yang's information to a middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

This middle-aged man was probably in his thirties or forties. He had an average appearance, a short haircut, and a pair of eyes that were weathered, decadent, and languid.

"Master, look at this child named Lin Yang. His innate soul power is at level five. He can be said to be the child with the highest innate soul power in the academy in recent years."

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the information quickly and muttered to himself, "His martial soul is a blade, and his innate soul power is only level five...."

In his eyes, a level 5 innate soul power was hardly a promising talent.

But in this elementary academy where most students have only first or second-level innate soul power, Lin Yang already stands out from the crowd.

Moreover, being confined to this elementary school, Lin Yang was already the most talented student he had ever seen.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed again, his expression indifferent.

"Sigh... Let's observe him first and see if he's worth training..."