Under Yu Xiaogang's loving care,
Tang San quickly finished the large bowl of chicken soup.
"Alright, summon your Blue Silver Grass, let your master take a good look!" Yu Xiaogang put down what he was holding and grabbed Tang San's right hand.
A struggle flashed in Tang San's eyes as he turned his face away, hesitantly summoning the Blue Silver Grass.
A small blue-silver grass sprouted in his palm, shimmering with light.
It was adorned with three spirit rings: two yellow and one white.
Not only was Tang San unable to look directly at it,
but even Yu Xiaogang, who already knew the situation, wore a bitter expression upon seeing it.
He was somewhat speechless…
Adjusting his mindset, Yu Xiaogang began to carefully examine the Blue Silver Grass Tang San had summoned.
It looked less lustrous than before.
Upon closer inspection, some black and white spots could be seen, identical to the markings on a skunk.
"Summon more!" Yu Xiaogang commanded, frowning.
Tang San nodded and increased his soul power output.
Instantly, several Blue Silver Grasses sprouted from around Yu Xiaogang, swaying around him.
Yu Xiaogang frowned even more deeply, afraid to breathe heavily.
He took out a dagger from his crotch and slashed at the Blue Silver Grasses twice.
After getting the information he wanted, Yu Xiaogang finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew~ thankfully, the situation is much better than I imagined!"
"Teacher, how is it?"
Tang San looked at him nervously.
Ever since he woke up, he had been thinking about other things.
He couldn't face the fact that his third soul ring was white.
Yu Xiaogang picked up a tattered cloth from somewhere and carefully wiped his dagger.
He said slowly and deliberately: "Aside from some minor changes in appearance, the original tea fragrance has disappeared, replaced by a faint stench."
"However, these changes are harmless. The most important thing is that the toughness hasn't been greatly affected!"
Yu Xiaogang told Tang San about the information he had observed and tested.
Then, stroking his chin, he muttered some of his guesses: "It seems the age of this spirit beast is too low, so it won't have much of an effect on your Blue Silver Grass!"
Unlike Yu Xiaogang,
Tang San's face was filled with deep pain upon learning of these changes, his teeth practically grinding to powder!
He loathed the stench emanating from the Blue Silver Grass.
What normal person could accept their spirit becoming so disgusting?!
Yu Xiaogang's comment about the low age of the spirit beast stung him even more.
A white third spirit ring!
He could imagine the ridicule he would face in future spirit battles!
How utterly humiliating that would be!
Yu Xiaogang naturally noticed the pain on Tang San's face and reached out to pat his head.
"Alright, now show me your third spirit skill!"
"Teacher, do I really have to use it?!" Tang San's body trembled, his face, which had become slightly rosy after a bowl of chicken soup, returned to its pale state.
"It's just the two of us, master and disciple, what do you have to worry about?" Yu Xiaogang gave a stiff smile.
"Fine, alright!" Tang San gritted his teeth.
He activated his soul power.
The dazzling white ring on the Blue Silver Grass flashed a white light.
The Blue Silver Grass, which was swaying around Yu Xiaogang, didn't change anything.
But Yu Xiaogang's face visibly darkened.
It was as if he had been choked.
With a thick neck and a hoarse voice, he said, "That's enough, put it away quickly!"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang waving his hands repeatedly, Tang San, who had been holding his breath until his face was red, quickly put away his Blue Silver Grass. Just as
Yu Xiaogang was about to catch his breath, his expression changed.
He realized that the smell hadn't dissipated. He
immediately held his breath again.
Neither master nor disciple spoke.
There wasn't even a sound of breathing.
Yu Xiaogang had to admit that he had been careless.
He hadn't expected that a mere white soul ring could cause such lasting damage.
Even with his long-standing experience with Luo Sanpao's methods of resisting, he was somewhat powerless.
After a moment of silence, Yu Xiaogang stood up and walked to the window.
He opened it
and took a deep breath: "Xiao San, open the window and let the sunlight in. It will help you recover!"
The light streamed in, but Tang San's face darkened.
He clenched his fists tightly.
Gradually, the stench in the air dissipated.
Tang San broke the silence first.
"Teacher!"
Yu Xiaogang turned around, looking at his disciple's heavy and conflicted expression.
"Xiao San, what's wrong?"
Tang San hesitated for a moment, his lips barely moving: "I want to cultivate my second martial soul."
"..." Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked back to the bedside.
His face showed uncertainty and surprise: "What did you say?!" "
Disciple said, I want to cultivate my second martial soul!"
Tang San lowered his head, raised his voice, and repeated.
Bang!
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table beside the bed. He
shouted at Tang San, sternly refusing him.
"Impossible! Absolutely not!"
At this moment, he abandoned his usual composure and roared.
"Little San! Do you know what you're saying? Have you forgotten my teachings? What did I tell you before? Have you forgotten everything?!"
Tang San raised his head, his eyes filled with stubbornness: "This disciple has not forgotten! You said that without your permission, this disciple is not allowed to attach a spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"Since you still remember! Then why... say such stupid things!?" Yu Xiaogang, like a tiger ready to devour its prey, glared menacingly, his eyes filled with imposing authority.
"Teacher, do you know?! Ye Qiu, who left without saying goodbye back then, has returned! He's different... very different!"
Tang San's face showed a panicked expression, the scenes of being repeatedly crushed and humiliated by Ye Qiu echoing in his mind.
"That Ye Qiu from back then?" Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, his long-sealed memories being unleashed.
"How could it be him!?"
He had always thought that the Ye Qiu that Flander and the others spoke of was from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
If it weren't for Tang San, he wouldn't have remembered that insignificant kid at all.
But shouldn't that ordinary brat have disappeared from this world long ago?
His Majesty Haotian clearly said back then that he had disappeared forever!
Could it be that he misunderstood His Majesty's meaning?
His Majesty spared that ant?
Yu Xiaogang frowned deeply.
However, before Yu Xiaogang could think further, Tang San's next words reignited his anger!
"Do you know? Since arriving here, I've only been able to watch helplessly as Xiao Wu is taken away by him, her shy and delicate face nestled in his arms!"
Tang San's mind was filled with these fantasies.
The image of the usually charming Xiao Wu being pinned down by Ye Qiu, being wantonly violated and ravaged, kept flashing through his mind…
Thinking of this, he clutched his heart tightly, his eyes bloodshot, glistening with tears.
His voice was hoarse, yet he tried to control himself.
"And I… I could only watch helplessly! I tried to take Xiao Wu back, but my once-proud hidden weapons couldn't even scratch him!"
Gradually, his eyes turned red, his voice trembling with sobs.
"Even… I don't know why… my martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, is completely powerless against Ye Qiu! And what's more…
what's more, his very foundation, the Tang Sect's secret techniques!
That beast stole them all!
Anyone who steals the Tang Sect's secret techniques deserves to be executed by slow slicing! And death is no pity!"
Thinking of all this, Tang San's eyes turned extremely sinister, and his killing intent burst forth like a cold, venomous snake!
The hatred in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Ignoring his internal injuries, he roared to the sky.
"So! This disciple will cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul! I will kill Ye Qiu!"
A little sweetness welled up in his throat, churning in his mouth, but it couldn't stop his roar!
"Gulp~ Kill him! Make him pay for what he did!"
"I will smash him into mincemeat
, hammer blow by hammer blow!" Blood dripped from his mouth onto the blanket.
His bloodshot eyes bulged, his lower lip was stained with blood, his face was twisted and ferocious, like a man-eating demon!
"Tang San!"
Seeing his demonic state, Yu Xiaogang showed no sympathy and shouted sharply. He
raised his right hand
and swung it across Tang San's face.
*Smack!*
A loud, crisp sound ended Tang San's roar.
A red mark was left on Tang San's face, his head tilted to the side by Yu Xiaogang's slap.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.
"T-Teacher..."
For a moment, he was stunned by the blow. Tang San
stared blankly at Yu Xiaogang, whose right hand trembled uncontrollably.
It was clear how much force Yu Xiaogang had used.
He glared at Tang San, his face contorted with rage, a look of utter disappointment on his face.
He unconsciously blurted out Tang San's name!
His voice was filled with unprecedented fury: "Tang San! Have you gone mad?!"
"Where's your usual composure?! Just because of Ye Qiu, you're going to jeopardize your future?!"
"For him, you're going to betray your master's high hopes?!"
"Have you forgotten the advantages of twin martial souls?!"
Yu Xiaogang was heartbroken.
Tang San was his hope for redemption!
He absolutely wouldn't allow Tang San to waste his talent and prematurely cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul!
"I'm sorry, teacher!"
Tang San was jolted awake by Yu Xiaogang's blow, regaining his senses.
He apologized, then covered his face, burying his head in shame.
"Hmph! It's good that you know you're wrong!" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and put his hands behind his back.
"Your third spirit ring won't hinder your cultivation. As long as you listen to your master, and wait until you're strong enough before adding a spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer, your future will be limitless!"
"Ye Qiu is nothing but a stepping stone for you! Xiao Wu will regret her choice sooner or later!"
"Disciple knows!"
Tang San looked at his clenched left hand.
He knew the advantages of twin spirits, and those advantages would become increasingly obvious as time went on!
He had simply lost his composure after losing Xiao Wu and being repeatedly humiliated by Ye Qiu.
But thinking of how even Yu Xiaogang despised his spirit,
he felt a lump in his throat.
His mood was very low, and he said softly, "But teacher, now my Blue Silver Grass spirit is missing a spirit skill, and it will only bring endless shame to me!"
Tang San was a proud man.
He couldn't accept the disdainful looks and mocking words of others.
He was ashamed to show his foul-smelling Blue Silver Grass to others!
Tang San's words made the ramrod-straight Yu Xiaogang tremble.
Pain also appeared on his face.
"I understand your thoughts, your master understands you!" Yu Xiaogang's hoarse voice rang out, raising his hand to place on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "In this world, no one understands you better than your master!"
Back then, how could his pride be weaker than Tang San's?
He was the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
He should have awakened the strongest beast spirit in the entire continent, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit.
But fate played a cruel joke on him.
When his spirit awakened, it underwent a malignant mutation.
He became Luo Sanpao, whose innate spirit power was only 0.5 levels, like a pig!
He fell from heaven to hell.
From the young master who was the focus of everyone's attention to a piece of trash who could never break through level 30 in his entire life!
His father and the family were disgraced because of this!
His status in the family also plummeted.
He finally managed to cultivate to level 10.
He thought that this would change the people's opinion of him.
But his spirit skills were so disgusting!
The people's hatred for him was no longer concealed.
Insults, ridicule, and all sorts of vicious curses tormented him.
Just recalling them made Yu Xiaogang's lips turn white.
His body began to tremble.
The past events, like a nightmare, lingered.
"Teacher," Tang San
felt the hand on his shoulder tighten its grip.
Tang San didn't know Yu Xiaogang's origins, but he remembered his teacher's two soul skills.
Compared to his own, they were even more formidable!
Now he finally understood why his teacher always had a stern face and rarely smiled.
What he feared, his teacher had already experienced and endured for decades!
His teacher truly understood him best…
"Hoo~" Yu Xiaogang, his eyes reddening, realized he had lost his composure.
He turned away, looking at the sunlight outside the window.
"Little San, remember this! This world is ruled by strength!"
"When you're weak, they might laugh, but when you're a hundred or a thousand times stronger than them, all they can do is fear and look up to you!"
"Rule by strength?!" Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang's tall, straight back, then at his own hands, and murmured.
"Teacher, thank you! I understand. I will use my strength to shut them up!"
Having lived two lives, he understood this even better.
He had come to terms with it; whether in his previous world or this one, strength truly reigned supreme!
A person makes mistakes because they are not strong enough!
If he had been strong enough back then, who would have accused him of stealing the Tang Sect's secret techniques!
If he had been strong enough, how could Xiao Wu have been taken away by Ye Qiu!
"It's best that you understand." Yu Xiaogang's expression softened slightly, revealing an awkward smile.
He gently stroked Tang San's head: "I'm sorry, I was a little too rough with you just now..."
"No! Teacher did the right thing, I deserved it! If it weren't for you, I might have wasted my talent!" Tang San shook his head, trying to smile, but a tearing pain shot through his lips.
Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, his efforts hadn't been in vain.
"Little San, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. Actually, your Blue Silver Grass isn't beyond repair!"
"Teacher, you don't need to comfort me like that, I'm prepared!" Tang San shook his head, summoning his Blue Silver Grass, his eyes filled with a death-defying resolve.
"Very good!"
With his disciple's improved state of mind, Yu Xiaogang finally smiled slightly.
"However, in all the time I've taught you, have you ever seen me lie?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice made Tang San, who was adjusting to his spirit and gently sniffing the Blue Silver Grass, tremble.
His face lit up with overwhelming joy: "Teacher! You really have a way?!"
Although he had accepted reality,
he had no reason to refuse if there was a way to get rid of the stench.
"The method I'm about to describe can not only eliminate the smell of the Blue Silver Grass, but also restore your spirit ring configuration to normal!"
"What!?" Tang San was overjoyed.
He was already grateful for the stench. He
never expected that even his appalling spirit ring configuration could be restored!
Tang San was so excited he almost jumped off the bed: "Teacher! Teach me!"
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