Tang San Takes a Master

However, Bibi Dong's expectations were ultimately disappointed!

A week before the start of term at Notting Academy, Su Mo finally succeeded in completing a cultivation session without using his Martial Soul, relying solely on his physical body.

However, without his Martial Soul to guide the process, his body absorbed external energy at a much slower rate.

"Haha, I succeeded!"

Even so, Su Mo was overjoyed.

No matter how slow it was, success was still success.

The slow speed was only because he had just developed it. Once he mastered it fully, it would certainly continue to improve.

Moreover, the energy absorbed through his body would not consume his Martial Soul talent.

In other words, after cultivating with his original Soul Power Cultivation Technique each day until he reached his daily limit, he could continue cultivating with the Physical Body Cultivation Technique he had developed.

This way, the amount of Soul Power he could increase each day would no longer be limited by his Martial Soul talent.

It all depended on just how great a boost his New Cultivation Technique could provide.

"I just wonder whether this method can break through the limits of one's level. If it can, that would be perfect!"

What Su Mo was concerned about was the upper limit a spirit master could reach due to the restrictions of their Martial Soul talent.

For example, some spirit masters were limited by their talent. Once they reached their cap, they could be stuck at a certain level for the rest of their lives, unable to advance any further.

This most often happened when breaking through major level thresholds.

Such as the barriers at Level 39, Level 49, and Level 59.

But no matter what, Su Mo could finally see hope of improving his slow cultivation speed.

As for the issue of level caps, he would deal with it after reaching his own limit!

Furthermore, after developing this entirely new cultivation technique, Su Mo did not abandon his physical training.

He continued practicing both the Tai Chi Stance and Spear Art.

Because Su Mo had discovered that the New Cultivation Technique he had created depended even more heavily on physical fitness than the original Soul Power Cultivation Technique.

The stronger his body was, the more effective his New Cultivation Technique became.

"How is this possible..."

"This brat actually succeeded. He actually developed a new cultivation method after abandoning his Martial Soul..."

Bibi Dong, who had been observing Su Mo from the Spirit Space within his body, was stunned by his success.

Her long-held beliefs had been shattered, leaving her questioning everything!

"Damn it, this brat is going to be even more smug now!"

After the shock faded, Bibi Dong became somewhat angry out of embarrassment.

Although she had never personally told Su Mo that he could not succeed, his success still made her feel as though she had been slapped in the face.

"What's so impressive about it? Even if he succeeded, its effects are still far inferior to cultivating with a Martial Soul."

"And what good is cultivating a little faster? The issue of Martial Soul talent still cannot be solved. Once one reaches a certain level, it will still be difficult to break through!"

"If he wants to become a high-level spirit master, he still needs Xiaogang to solve the fundamental problem!"

"..."

Bibi Dong remained unwilling to acknowledge Su Mo's excellence. She also believed that he had only increased his cultivation speed slightly for now, while the issue of Martial Soul talent had not truly been resolved.

A week later, Su Mo successfully entered Notting Academy and became a first-year student at the Junior Spirit Master Academy.

After entering Notting Academy, Su Mo also needed to stay in the dormitories.

However, Su Mo was not a work-study student and did not live in the work-study dormitory, so he naturally could not stay with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

On the very day Su Mo officially entered Notting Academy, an old man and a child from the countryside also arrived outside its gates.

"Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul? And Innate Full Soul Power? What a joke! This is absolutely ridiculous. I've never heard of a student with Innate Full Soul Power. This kid's Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and you expect me to believe he has full Soul Power? This certificate from Spirit Hall must be forged."

As expected, Tang San's aptitude certificate was met with the Gatekeeper's doubts and mockery.

Old Jack naturally argued his case, but the Gatekeeper refused to listen and was convinced that they were frauds.

Bang—

In the end, Tang San could no longer stand it and made his move. While the Gatekeeper and Old Jack were arguing and shoving each other, he caught the Gatekeeper off guard and pushed him to the ground.

"You little brat, you're courting death!" Being pushed over by a child was utterly humiliating. In his fury, the Gatekeeper scrambled to his feet and lunged at Tang San.

"That's enough. Stop." At that moment, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out, halting the Gatekeeper.

"The certificate is genuine. Sir, on behalf of the academy, I apologize for what just happened. Leave this child to me."

At the crucial moment, Yu Xiaogang arrived as expected. He stopped the Gatekeeper and confirmed that Tang San's aptitude certificate was real.

"Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power..."

"This is wrong. This is impossible..."

"There must be something strange going on. The quality of a Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power must be directly proportional..."

"This child's Martial Soul is definitely more than just Blue Silver Grass. If it truly is Blue Silver Grass, then there is only one other possibility: he has Twin Martial Souls..."

No one knew how excited Yu Xiaogang was at that moment. Even the hand holding the certificate trembled slightly.

With Yu Xiaogang stepping in, Old Jack and Tang San's problem was naturally resolved with ease.

After comforting Old Jack, Yu Xiaogang personally led Tang San into Notting Academy.

"Teacher, thank you." After entering the academy, Tang San spoke to Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at this academy." Yu Xiaogang glanced down at Tang San and replied blandly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say you represented the academy?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. Having forgotten how long it had been since he last smiled, he forced out an awkward smile. "Who says only a teacher at the academy can represent the academy?"

Tang San suddenly understood. "I see. Then you must be the academy headmaster, or one of its leaders."

Yu Xiaogang laughed. "You're quite clever for a six-year-old child. But you're still wrong."

Tang San asked in confusion, "Then who are you?"

Yu Xiaogang said, "I'm merely a resident here, mooching off food and lodging. Like everyone else, call me Master. That is what everyone calls me. I have even forgotten my own name. The Spirit Hall certificate says your name is Tang San, correct? Tang San, you must understand that Master and Teacher are worlds apart in meaning. Do not confuse them again in the future. Unless..."

He paused there, but a burning light flickered in his eyes. "Unless you are truly willing to let me be your teacher."

"Do you want to teach me how to cultivate my Martial Soul?" Tang San asked.

Yu Xiaogang stopped and turned to face Tang San. "Then are you willing?"

Ever since Tang San had called him Teacher, Yu Xiaogang had been laying the groundwork. At last, he had finally said what he most wanted to say.

Although there was some calculation behind it, Yu Xiaogang felt that if he could truly take Tang San as his student, it would be worth being hypocritical once.

Unfortunately, Tang San was not so easily fooled. He merely looked at Yu Xiaogang without saying anything.

Seeing that Tang San had not taken the bait, Yu Xiaogang gave a stiff smile. "Good. You truly are a clever child!"

If he did not praise Tang San, he had no way to continue!

Like Old Jack had done, Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and rubbed Tang San's head. "Gifted beyond measure, and so intelligent as well. It seems I must be persistent for once. After all, you are the third person with Twin Martial Souls in the past hundred years."

Yu Xiaogang put on an inscrutable air.

Yet the moment Tang San heard Yu Xiaogang's words, he became instantly vigilant and even prepared to kill Yu Xiaogang to silence him.

Fortunately, after Yu Xiaogang gave him a series of explanations, Tang San finally understood just how formidable Yu Xiaogang was.

This strength was not strength in combat, but strength in knowledge!

Convinced by Yu Xiaogang, Tang San took a step back and widened the distance between them. Then he dropped to both knees and respectfully kowtowed to Master three times.

"Teacher," Tang San called respectfully. "Please accept me as your disciple."

And so, just as in the original story, Tang San was directly talked into taking Yu Xiaogang as his master.

"Good, good, good!"

Having successfully accepted Tang San as his disciple, Yu Xiaogang was naturally overjoyed.

Neither of them knew that beside them stood a peerless woman watching the scene unfold, her beautiful eyes fixed on Tang San with boundless hatred.

"Tang San..."

After leaving Su Mo's body, Bibi Dong had come out to search for Yu Xiaogang. She had not expected to see Tang San, whom she hated beyond measure, as well.

She had expected to encounter Tang San soon, but never imagined that she would run into him on her first day at Notting Academy.

If she had the ability to act now, Bibi Dong would definitely kill Tang San here without the slightest hesitation.

The thought of the harm Tang San would inflict upon her in the future filled Bibi Dong's heart with hatred.

Everything she had was destroyed because of Tang San. She herself had died by Tang San's hand, while her daughter, Qian Renxue, had suffered the shattering of her godhood and fallen from the divine altar. No one knew what would become of her in the future.

Everything, every last bit of it, had been caused by Tang San.

And Tang San's growth could not be separated from Yu Xiaogang's help!

Thus, as she watched Yu Xiaogang and Tang San interacting harmoniously as master and disciple, Bibi Dong suddenly lost the desire to remain by Yu Xiaogang's side.

At least for now, she did not want to see such a sight.

"Hmph!"

After letting out a bitter snort, Bibi Dong's Divine Sense turned and departed.