Chapter 26: Wishful Thinking, Master Takes the Bait!
"Steward Su Yuntao, we've reached a conclusion."
"The rest is up to you!"
Seeing this, Captain Mike dared not delve any further.
It was said that the city lord had recently offended a Soul Master and was beaten so badly he couldn't take care of himself.
In this world, Soul Masters were ultimately respected; what use was a mere captain like him?
The city guards quickly withdrew, leaving the mess to the Spirit Hall.
Su Yuntao, determined to handle things well, immediately ordered the body removed.
Using the pretext of blasphemy against the Spirit Hall, he had it burned at the stake.
The academy also sent people to negotiate, and the matter was settled in minutes.
"Tang Chen, when are you coming to our branch to register your Soul Master level?"
Su Yuntao didn't mention recruitment again; such geniuses all had their own ideas.
He didn't want to lose face and ruin everything.
He'd report it as soon as he got back; he didn't care what the higher-ups thought.
"In a few days, thanks this time!"
Tang Chen said calmly, now protected by Tang Hao and the Ultimate Mystic Art.
Whether he's low-key or not doesn't matter.
As long as his identity as a member of the Tang family isn't exposed, no one will dare offend him.
Of course, it's different outside. Many people love to destroy geniuses.
If they can't win someone over, they'll silence them—that's the basic rule of the Soul World.
"It's nothing, just remember to let me know!"
Su Yuntao didn't show off too much and quickly led his men back to the branch hall.
How to write the report was the key.
The crowd gradually dispersed; it's normal for gossip to linger.
"Big brother, are Soul Masters really that prestigious?" Tang San had witnessed everything and had a concept of the status of Soul Masters.
"Of course."
"But you have to add the word 'genius'."
Tang Chen swaggered into the academy, this time the gatekeeper kept his distance.
Even the teachers didn't dare to speak to him; the teachers in the junior academy were only around level 20.
In the senior academy, you could graduate at level 30. Who would dare to cause trouble if they found a student higher than a teacher?
"What qualifies as a genius Soul Master?"
Tang San, like a curious child, started asking around.
"Like me, so you'd better work hard."
"Otherwise, don't say you're my brother,"
Tang Chen said jokingly, then suddenly turned around and stared at Grandmaster following behind.
"Old man, why are you following us?"
"Um, little friend, I'm very curious about your spirit. Can you let me see it?"
Grandmaster frowned, staring at the words on the Spirit Hall's certificate.
Tang San: Innate full spirit power, Blue Silver Grass spirit.
Tang Chen: Innate full spirit power, mutated Blue Silver Emperor Beast spirit.
Putting aside the innate full spirit power, how could Blue Silver Grass be a beast spirit?
Grass and beast are completely unrelated, and mutation doesn't happen like this!
"See my spirit?"
Tang Chen revealed a wicked smile. This was prey that had willingly delivered itself to his door!
"That's no problem, but I have a condition."
"What condition? I won't refuse if I can do it!"
Grandmaster didn't hesitate at all. Only the person involved knew how terrifying a scholar's thirst for knowledge could be.
"It's not difficult. Take this kid as your disciple and impart all your knowledge to him!"
Tang Chen stated this condition, which seemed meaningless, but it was actually very useful.
Tang San's initiative to become a disciple is different from Yu Xiaogang's insistence on taking him as a disciple.
At least the gratitude will be greatly reduced.
Tang Chen doesn't want his younger brother to become a puppet to be manipulated.
Seeking revenge against the Spirit Hall is fine, but it must be something Tang San wants to do himself.
Qian Xunji is already dead, and Xiao Wu may not like him anymore, so the hatred is weak.
Maybe Tang San will even make a fuss about joining the Spirit Hall later.
Who can say for sure?
"Taking a disciple?"
"So you know me?"
Grandmaster was still shocked. How could someone just come up and name someone to become a disciple?
Unless this person knows him.
He was still very confident in his knowledge.
Blue Silver Grass is considered a useless spirit, and very few people on the entire continent can develop it.
"Of course, honorary elder of the Spirit Hall, direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"A master of theoretical knowledge, who proposed the ten core competitiveness of spirits."
"Developing Blue Silver Grass should be a piece of cake!"
With each sentence Tang Chen spoke, Grandmaster's body trembled.
He instantly had the illusion of being stripped naked and thrown into the street for people to watch.
Who exactly are you?
The master was utterly shocked; this child knew so much.
"Isn't it all written there?"
"Enough with the nonsense. Are you going to look or not?"
Tang Chen didn't want to waste any more words; he only needed to maintain an air of mystery.
Creating an aura of awe would make things easier in the future.
"Look!" the master replied decisively; nothing could withstand a scholar's thirst for knowledge.
"Then take a look!"
Tang Chen's soul power erupted, and a large tree instantly grew in his palm.
Its ten-tailed form vanished, and it did indeed resemble Blue Silver Grass.
"Blue Silver Grass? No, no..."
"Blue Silver Emperor? Or a mutated one?"
"Being able to innately possess full soul power means it must be developing in a beneficial direction."
"I wonder what kind it is," the master muttered to himself. There were very few martial souls he didn't recognize.
But it was definitely a beast martial soul; he was intimately familiar with that aura.
"Stop thinking about it. I'll tell you, I'm a food-type soul master!"
"Currently, I have two kinds of fruits: one for accelerated cultivation and one for recovery."
Tang Chen casually picked two fruits and tossed them to the astonished master.
The Soul Hunter Forest had collected quite a few Soul Rings. Although the essence had condensed into divine fruits, much of it remained ordinary energy.
"A food-type?"
Grandmaster was a little disappointed. While these Soul Masters were highly sought after, they ultimately lacked self-defense capabilities.
They were too easily killed.
He casually picked up a fruit and swallowed it, his expression changing again.
"Accelerated cultivation, top-notch!"
"Such strong recovery power!"
Tang Chen had known this would happen; he knew he'd never fully understand it in his lifetime.
"Of course, double the base speed, doubles again with each additional Soul Ring, up to a maximum of ten times the speed."
"I don't know about the recovery fruit, but it's effective even against Title Douluos."
"My god, that's terrifying!"
Grandmaster exclaimed involuntarily, his face full of surprise.
"Would you like to become my disciple? I can help you develop your Martial Soul to its fullest potential!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft hahaha!"
"Sorry, I've received professional training; I don't laugh."
"Hahaha, I couldn't help it."
Tang Chen laughed so hard he almost fell over. A level 20+ Soul Master actually wanted to take him as a disciple?
Was he kidding?
"Is it that funny? I've spent my whole life immersed in theoretical knowledge."
"I know more about how to develop a martial soul than even a titled Douluo."
Grandmaster was embarrassed, extremely embarrassed, as if a sore spot had been touched.
He knew very well that food-type martial souls would definitely choose a strong master to apprentice under.
Because that way they could get protection, and he couldn't even hunt for his third spirit ring.
"I didn't mean anything by it, really!"
"It's just that it's a bit too much to ask someone weaker than yourself to be your master."
"I don't need theoretical knowledge."
Tang Chen finally suppressed his laughter and answered seriously.
This was basic courtesy; you can't be too harsh on someone.
"Soul masters focus on combat, but theoretical knowledge is also quite important."
"Having a good teacher can make all the difference."
"Don't worry about hunting spirit rings, I still have some friends."
Yu Xiaogang was going all out this time. It's said that talented horses are common, but discerning judges are rare.
But there's only one Red Hare.
"Hmm, how about we have a fight? If you win, I'll become your disciple."
"That's not a difficult condition, is it?"
Tang Chen stroked his chin, feeling this guy was really persistent, so he could only refuse in a more tactful way.
"Really? Okay!"
Grandmaster didn't think so at all, assuming Tang Chen was just being polite.
After all, even at his weakest, he was still a level 29 Battle Soul Master, while Tang Chen was a Food-type Soul Master.
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