Tang San's Cultivation Mishap

Night fell.

Tang San still had not spotted Han Yu. Just as he turned to step forward and investigate, he discovered that a figure had already appeared behind him.

"Classmate Tang San, I didn't expect you to enjoy peeping." The newcomer was naturally Han Yu.

Tang San was definitely not someone who would let things go, and Tang Sect Hidden Weapons excelled at sneak attacks. With the mindset of giving it a try, he had indeed found Tang San.

The Burning Art rewarded by the system was a fire-controlling technique, something he absolutely had to obtain.

Since Tang San had been heartless, he could not blame Han Yu for being ruthless.

"Hmph, Han Yu, blame yourself for being blind. In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open." The Silent Sleeve Arrow on Tang San's wrist was swiftly cocked. With a slight lift of his wrist, several arrows radiating a chilling aura all shot toward Han Yu.

To prevent Han Yu from having any chance to retaliate, Tang San had even coated the Hidden Weapons with poison.

As long as one was struck, they would turn into a puddle of pus within a quarter of an hour.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Classmate Tang San, you're still not skilled enough." Han Yu had been prepared. How could he possibly let Tang San succeed?

The strength of a Level 54 Soul King was not something a Soul Grandmaster like Tang San could shake.

Watching Han Yu catch the arrows, Tang San's expression darkened to the extreme.

His attack just now had absolutely been unexpected. Since Han Yu had caught it, his strength was surely far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.

However, mechanical Hidden Weapons were not his only means.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~ Countless Hidden Weapons were taken from his Soul Tool and poured down toward Han Yu.

"Alright, I'm done playing with you." Han Yu's smile vanished as he lightly snapped the fingers of his right hand.

In an instant, piercing pain made Tang San collapse to the ground.

Han Yu did not want to kill him. He had figured it out: Tang San was his experience farm. As long as Tang San remained alive, the system would surely issue even more missions.

But how should he cripple Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul?

Tang San, whose consciousness still remained, continuously summoned Blue Silver Grass.

Unfortunately, the instant the Blue Silver Grass appeared, it was burned to ashes by the Heavenly Flames.

"Then I'll destroy your Blue Silver Emperor bloodline."

The reason Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul could be cultivated was largely due to the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline within him. Even without awakening that bloodline, his Blue Silver Grass was far beyond ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

Colorless flames instantly enveloped Tang San.

Tang San's consciousness cleared somewhat at that moment. He unexpectedly sensed that within these flames, his Soul Power was being tempered on its own. Moreover, his cultivation speed was accelerating.

For a moment, he had no idea what Han Yu was thinking.

"Trying to burn away the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline without killing Tang San is simply too difficult." Han Yu sighed inwardly.

But on second thought, even if he could not burn away the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline completely, sealing it with the Heavenly Flames would likewise cripple Tang San's martial soul.

As long as Tang San's Blue Silver Grass became weak and powerless, his mission would be complete.

While Tang San was thinking of how to fight back, he suddenly felt a sense of loss, as though something was leaving him.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

Mission complete. The reward has been delivered to the Soul Tool. Please check it, Host.

Name: Han Yu

Soul Power: Level 54

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow Yellow Purple Red Black

Technique: None

Martial Soul One: Fire Cloud Staff

Martial Soul Two: Fallen Heart Flame

Looking at Tang San lying on the ground, Han Yu helplessly shook his head.

He definitely could not leave Tang San here. Otherwise, a little pest like Yu Xiaogang would surely cling to him. He might even draw out Tang Hao.

The night passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

Han Yu finished cultivating. After a night, he had finally brought the Burning Art technique to the beginner level.

The Heavenly Flames within his body had also naturally merged into the Burning Art during cultivation. The purity of his Soul Power had undergone a qualitative leap.

Han Yu's Soul Power had consequently reached Level 58. However, after being continuously compressed and tempered by the Fallen Heart Flame, he suppressed his Soul Power to the Level 56 tier.

Douluo Continent was a world barren of cultivation techniques. With a technique in hand, his cultivation speed increased severalfold.

"Tang Haozi probably isn't in Nuoding City right now. Otherwise, he would have jumped out long ago after Tang San got beaten up."

After stretching, another new day began.

Meanwhile, Tang San woke atop the roof of the Seventh Dorm.

Rubbing his eyes, he strangely could not remember much about what had happened the previous night.

Seeing the sun about to rise over the horizon, Tang San's eyes lit up.

Purple qi came from the east. This would greatly benefit his cultivation of the Purple Demon Eyes.

Sitting cross-legged, he hurriedly mobilized the Soul Power within his body.

"Cough, cough~" The moment his Soul Power began circulating, sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although the Heavenly Flames in his body had long been cleared away by Han Yu, his meridians had already been burned by the Heavenly Flames. The moment Soul Power circulated, his injuries immediately flared up.

"Ah~" After a miserable scream, Tang San rolled off the roof.

Xiao Wu, who had just returned to the dormitory that morning, did not notice what was happening overhead.

Tang San's unconscious fall happened to land right on her.

"Who hit me?!" Xiao Wu struggled to her feet. Just as she was about to teach the blind fool a lesson, she discovered that it was Tang San, already unconscious.

"Third Brother, what happened to you?"

After an unknown amount of time, Tang San slowly opened his eyes. The room's layout around him was not the dormitory, but—

"Little San, you're awake. What happened?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Tang San was Tang Hao's son. If anything happened to him, Yu Xiaogang would have to face Tang Hao's retaliation.

Tang San himself did not know what had happened. Based on where Tang San had fallen from, Xiao Wu guessed, "Grandmaster, Third Brother probably had a mishap during cultivation."

"Little San, why were you cultivating something while facing the sun?" Yu Xiaogang naturally knew nothing of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. He only thought Tang San had lost his mind.

"Teacher, I..." Tang San had troubles he could not speak of.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill was his greatest secret. He would never reveal it.

"Teacher, did a new teacher arrive at our academy?" Tang San suddenly asked.

Yu Xiaogang had been staying in his room all this time. How would he know about such a thing?

However, Xiao Wu, who spent her days wandering around the academy, did know. "A new teacher did arrive. She looks quite young."

Tang San grabbed Xiao Wu's hand and said, "Xiao Wu, she's a Healing-Type Soul Master. Quickly go get her."

"A Healing-Type Soul Master?" Yu Xiaogang was startled. After asking Xiao Wu a few questions, he quickly ran out of the room.

Nuoding Academy had previously only had Support-Type Soul Masters, not Healing-Type Soul Masters.

And the fees for asking a Healing-Type Soul Master to help were not something they could afford.

To someone like Yu, freeloading was always sweeter than spending money. Especially the ten Gold Soul Coins that Spirit Hall gave Soul Grand Masters every month—they truly felt wonderful in his hands.

Ye Lingling, who had only just arrived, naturally did not know someone like Yu Xiaogang. Since Han Yu was cultivating, she did not want to disturb him. With her desire to heal the dying and save the wounded, she did not think much of it and followed Yu Xiaogang there.