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With Tang San's support, Tang Yuehua quickly established a new Yue xuan in Fantasy Film City. Given her previous reputation in Tian Dou City, many people came to her studio to learn painting and music.
At the same time, there were countless suitors.
However, Tang Yuehua turned them all down and publicly stated that Yue xuan was funded by Tang San and that she was merely an employee. Anyone wanting to pursue her should first approach the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.
Immediately, many suitors backed off.
"I can't believe Tang Yuehua has come to Spirit City!" On his day off, not having to work, Tang Laoya followed Huo Ke from the Soul Guidance Technology City to Fantasy Film City. They planned to watch an animated movie titled Crazy Soul Beast City—a scheme to steal soul armors was underway, and both felt the need to relax and not stay too tense.
To their surprise, they saw an advertisement on the building's screen recruiting teachers and students for Yue xuan.
"What does Tang Yuehua look like?" Huo Ke nudged Tang Laoya's shoulder. "Can I pursue her?"
Tang Laoya shot Hawk a glance and said, "She's a noble lady and very beautiful. Whether she's still a virgin, I don't know."
"According to the original text, she should be," Hawk said, rubbing his hands and grinning lewdly. "Why don't we visit Yue xuan? You're from the same sect, so they should at least let you see her."
"Tang Yuehua is very loyal to the sect," Tang Laoya said, still holding onto his previous impression of her, unaware of her changed attitude. He nodded and said, "Let's go see. Maybe we can collaborate with her. She might have insights on how to win over Si Long. After all, she has run Yue xuan in Tian Dou City for years and knows more about these matters than we do."
"However—"
"Make sure you control your gaze. If I catch you looking around inappropriately, don't blame me for hitting you."
Hawk gave a sheepish smile. "You're not trying to pursue her yourself, are you? Since you're from the same sect, she should be your close relative. Wouldn't children from such a union be deformed?"
Tang Laoya huffed. "Love knows no boundaries. Besides, this is the Douluo World. Who knows, it might make the martial souls of the next generation even stronger."
That's not necessarily true...
Hawk shook his head secretly. In his small village, there were two close relatives who had four children: two were mentally challenged, one was a dwarf, and the last was relatively normal but frail and sickly, almost like a skeleton.
Arriving at the entrance of Yue xuan, Hawk marveled, "This place is huge, almost like a football field."
Tang Laoya remained silent but was also impressed by Tang Yuehua's wealth. He even wondered if she had kept a portion of her earnings for herself instead of donating everything to the sect.
After all, the land in Fantasy Film City was much more expensive than in the other five cities.
Upon entering the gate, a student came to greet them. "Are you here to register?"
Tang Laoya frowned, sensing something was off.
Isn't Yue xuan supposed to cater to high-end clientele? Why does this student look like an ordinary city resident instead of a noble?
Hawk, on the other hand, thought it felt like an extracurricular tutoring center.
"I'm Tang," Tang Laoya said, mentioning his surname. According to the disciples who had been out from the sect, saying his surname Tang should have led them to Tang Yuehua.
But this is Spirit City—Fantasy Film City...
"Alright, Mr. Tang, what's your full name? What class would you like to enroll in? We offer painting classes, including ink painting, abstract painting, and realistic painting, as well as sculpture classes for hand-carving and soul-guided carving. We also have music classes, with options like harp, flute, trumpet, and drums..." The student handed over two forms and smiled while describing the classes.
Tang Laoya: "...Is there something wrong? Shouldn't we be directly introduced to Tang Yuehua?"
Hawk examined the registration forms and remarked that it really felt like an extracurricular program rather than an elite etiquette learning center. "Do you have so many teachers here?"
"Because Master Tang was quite famous in Tian Dou City and has now moved to Fantasy Film City, a large number of local musicians, painters, sculptors, and others have come to visit and even stayed on as teachers. They teach to refresh their skills and validate their knowledge," the student explained with a smile. "As Master Tang says, art progresses through mutual exchange and inspiration. As an art master, one should not fear others learning from their skills. Knowledge shared does not disappear but merely becomes twice as abundant."
"Master Tang has a broad vision!" Hawk praised with a thumbs-up.
"I need to see Tang Yuehua. What's the procedure?" Tang Laoya asked.
Calling the Master by her name directly?
The reception student's expression darkened, but they still asked, "Which one are you?"
"I'm Tang..."
"Full name?" The student pulled out a notebook and a soul-guided pen to start recording.
"Tang Laoya."
"Where do you live?"
"Soul Guidance Technology City, Forge District No. 5 outside the Soul Guidance Forging Association, Blacksmith Residential Area, Building A, Third Floor, Room 404," Tang Laoya answered honestly.
"I'm in Room 405, right next door," Hawk added.
"Alright." The reception student finished recording and said, "Please wait for further notice. If there's an opening, we will call you."
"Are you playing us for fools?" Tang Laoya's soul power flared with agitation at the receptionist's tone.
"A soul master?" The receptionist was taken aback but did not step back. "Please mind your tone. I'm handling this professionally. If you act out, it changes the situation entirely. Last time, the son of the Red Robe Pope caused trouble, and both he and his father had to come and apologize in person."
Everyone in the Soul Guidance Film City knew that Master Tang and the Holy Son were relatives, and no one dared to cause trouble there. If someone did, they were either reckless or an outsider, not to be feared.
"Let them in."
A gentle voice came from behind them. The receptionist's demeanor instantly became respectful as they approached with a touch of nervousness, handing over the paperwork. "Could you please sign this, Holy Son?"
"Here." Tang San glanced at the information about Tang Laoya and Hawk, opened the cover, signed his name on the inside page, and handed it back. "I'll take these two in."
"Please, go ahead!" The receptionist bowed deeply, extremely courteous.
"Come on, what are you standing around for? Aren't you here to see Tang Yuehua?" Tang San walked past them toward the back. When he noticed they hadn't followed, he turned back and said, "If you don't come now, you'll never get another chance. Moreover, you'll be blacklisted in Spirit City and the two major empires. With just one word from me, the Spirit Hall will have you hunted down with nowhere to hide."
Receptionist: "..."
Does the Holy Son have a grudge against these two?
He thought they were acquaintances... but offending the Holy Son is never a good idea!
Tang Laoya clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in frustration. Have we been discovered?
Hawk gave Tang Laoya a push and followed Tang San, his mind racing as he considered how to extricate themselves. Although their initial goal in coming to Spirit City was to find Tang San, they had abandoned the idea of reconnecting with an old acquaintance. Now, they only wanted to get their hands on the soul armor production methods and make their escape...
(End of Chapter)