Tang San's First Soul Skill, Myriad Senluo

In an instant, the entire courtyard was carpeted with dense Blue Silver Grass, like a vast blue ocean.

"Brother Yan, this is my first Soul Skill, Myriad Senluo."

"Within a certain range, as long as I have enough Soul Power, the Blue Silver Grass can reproduce without limit, and any damage I take can be transferred to the Blue Silver Grass."

"In theory, as long as my Soul Power doesn't run out, I won't take any damage."

"Uncle Li tested it for me. As things stand, a One-Ring Soul Master below level twenty has almost no chance of hurting me, unless he has a really unreasonable Power Attack System Martial Soul."

As Tang San spoke, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"The most important thing is that Blue Silver Grass is malleable enough for me to condense it into any shape, like this..."

Tang San continued to use his first Soul Skill. A blade of Blue Silver Grass on the ground turned an intense blue, like tempered steel. Tang San plucked it, held it in his hand, and launched it with a Hidden Weapon technique.

Li Yan's mouth twitched. He had still underestimated how compatible Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was with the Senluo Tree Kui.

How was this a first Soul Skill? It was clearly the embryonic form of a domain.

"Very good, Xiao San. Your First Soul Ring's effect is even more powerful than I imagined. You'll definitely become a powerful Soul Master someday."

Hearing this, Tang San scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's all thanks to you, Brother Yan. If you and Uncle Li hadn't helped me, I definitely couldn't have absorbed such a good Soul Ring."

"I might even have been duped into taking that Grandmaster as my teacher. Following his methods, I'd have gotten Entanglement for my First Soul Ring, a Soul Skill that was useless for anything else."

Li Yan did not comment. He could sense that Tang San admired him even more after returning from this trip.

"By the way, what level is your Soul Power? It can't just be level eleven, can it?"

"I'm at the peak of level thirteen now, almost level fourteen. The Senluo Tree Kui was four hundred years old, right at the limit of what a First Soul Ring can absorb."

Li Yan knew that the most important factor was that Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill had provided him with more Soul Power, but pointing it out now would do more harm than good.

"Not bad. Unfortunately, I can't even break through to level nine Soul Power yet. It'll be at least two months before I can go get my First Soul Ring."

Although Li Yan was dejected, he was already quite satisfied with his cultivation speed.

An ordinary Soul Master with innate level six Soul Power could not cultivate this quickly.

"Dad, how about you? What level are you?"

Li Yan did not have a single Soul Ring yet, so he could only sense that Li Gang's presence had become even more unfathomable.

"Level forty-two. I can break through to level forty-three within two months. Your dad ran into a 3,600-year-old golden flood dragon with ridiculously great strength. Our whole group almost came to grief. If it hadn't suddenly stopped moving at the end, we might not have made it back."

It suddenly stopped moving?

Li Yan grew interested. "Dad, describe what that Soul Beast looked like."

Li Gang described the Soul Beast's main features, and Tang San added details from the side.

"Good heavens, that was a Golden Jiao. It has a trace of Golden Dragon blood in its veins. An ordinary one can contend with a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast at just 3,500 years old. Was Uncle Wang getting beaten back by it?"

The Uncle Wang Li Yan spoke of was a high-level Soul King.

"Yes. We were all given quite a fright and nearly thought we'd meet our end there, but that beast suddenly stopped moving, and we seized the chance to deal it a severe blow."

Li Yan understood. It seemed Tang Hao, who had been following in secret, had made a move. Otherwise, Dad's group might really have perished in there.

With the Golden Jiao as his fourth Soul Ring, Dad's future ceiling would be raised a little higher.

"In any case, you all came back safely. That's the best outcome."

"By the way, did you bring the Whale Rubber?"

Li Yan asked. Uncle Wang's family ran shops and had several trade routes.

"Of course. After your Uncle Wang heard you wanted some, he brought out his entire stock."

"I didn't tell him its exact effects. He said you must be careful not to overdo it. He doesn't want you to have become a father by the next time he sees you."

Li Yan was speechless.

"Look, these are all around four thousand years old. Anything older is hard to find inland. After all, this stuff's main effect is, well, you know. The medicinal power of ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber is far too overbearing."

Li Yan nodded in understanding. The dozen or so pieces of four-thousand-year Whale Rubber were enough for him to cultivate to nearly level twenty.

Moreover, he felt that he could absorb a First Soul Ring over six hundred years old, and from a dragon-type Soul Beast at that.

As for a thousand-year first ring, that was beyond his reach.

Tang San, standing to the side, hesitated. Several times, he opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again.

"Xiao San, do you have another question? Just say what's on your mind. We're good friends."

"I want... to become sworn brothers with you, Brother Yan, so we can support each other on the path of a Soul Master."

At those words, Li Gang first froze, then his face lit up with joy.

A genius with Innate Full Soul Power—one couldn't find a companion like that even with a lantern.

Li Yan smiled faintly. He had achieved his goal.

"All right. But I, Li Yan, have never been inferior to anyone in my life. I'll definitely surpass you someday."

"Mm, I believe in you, Brother Yan."

The two burst into laughter.

One incense stick later, Mother Li returned from buying groceries and prepared a whole table of delicious dishes.

Tang San and Li Yan became sworn brothers, with Li Yan as the elder and Tang San as the younger.

"Xiao San, from this day forward, we are brothers. We do not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we do ask to die on the same day, month, and year!"

"From now on, what's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine too."

It sounded strange to Tang San, but he nodded anyway.

From now on, I have a family too. I must cultivate hard and give them a better life.

Tang San silently made a vow in his heart.

Anyone who wanted to hurt his family had a way to die and would have to step over his corpse first.

After breakfast, Tang San returned to the academy.

He had missed a month of school and said he needed to catch up on the lessons he had fallen behind on, but Li Yan knew he only wanted to go find Xiao Wu.

Li Yan did not go with him. Instead, he took advantage of his current good state of mind and went straight back to his room to cultivate, bringing the Luo Sanpaos and a piece of four-thousand-year Whale Rubber with him.

This time, he would break through to level nine in one go!

Meanwhile, Tang San entered Nuoding Academy and made his way to the entrance of Dorm Seven.

At the entrance, a man with a crew cut was blocking the way of a girl with a braid.

Seeing that Grandmaster was still harassing Xiao Wu, Tang San's eyes turned blood-red, and he panted like a bull.

Grandmaster, is it? You already have a way to die!

"Yu Xiaogang, what are you doing?!"

"Harassing a girl in broad daylight, under the bright heavens! Have you no shame?!"

Yu Xiaogang stiffened. Tang San was back? Then where was Li Yan?

He turned around and, seeing no sign of Li Yan, let out a long breath.

"Tang San, you're back just in time. You don't look too well. Did your first Soul Skill fail to meet your expectations?"

"I told you long ago, what could a greenhorn like Li Yan know about theory? If you and Xiao Wu take me as your teacher now, there's still a chance to correct things."

Tang San laughed in anger. This man had harassed Xiao Wu first, then insulted his sworn elder brother.

A way to die!