Tang San Looks for a Dad

Grandmaster lowered his head to look at Tang San and Mo Bai, forcing a faint smile onto his face. "Let's go in!"

With that, Grandmaster reached out to take Tang San's and Mo Bai's hands.

Tang San let Grandmaster take his hand, but Mo Bai pretended to drift away by accident and avoided him.

Grandmaster was slightly startled, but he did not mind, nor did he think Mo Bai had done it on purpose.

"Teacher, thank you!" Tang San said to Grandmaster then.

Because Grandmaster had taught the Gatekeeper a lesson for him.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy!" Grandmaster glanced at Tang San and said flatly.

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

Grandmaster smiled faintly. "Who said only a teacher at the academy can represent the academy?"

Tang San understood at once. "I see. Then you must be the academy's principal, or a leader, right?"

"He's definitely not the principal. Otherwise the Gatekeeper wouldn't have called him that just now!"

Hearing Tang San's words, Mo Bai could not help but jab from the side.

Because he looked down on him in his heart, he could not help taking a dig.

Grandmaster looked at Tang San, then at Mo Bai, and laughed despite himself. "You two six-year-old children are rather clever."

Grandmaster said, "I'm only a boarder here, sponging food and drink. Like everyone else, call me Grandmaster. Everyone calls me that. I've even already forgotten my own name. You need to understand, Grandmaster and teacher are worlds apart in meaning. Don't call me the wrong thing again. Unless..."

At this point, his words stopped, but a burning light flashed in his eyes. "Unless you truly are willing to let me be your teacher."

"You want to teach me how to cultivate my spirit?" Tang San asked.

"I do!"

Mo Bai answered directly. Grandmaster was indeed knowledgeable; that was what Mo Bai currently lacked. If he could learn from Grandmaster, nothing could be better.

Grandmaster first looked at Mo Bai with gratification, then stopped and stood facing Tang San. "Then are you willing?"

Tang San naturally stopped as well and looked up at the Grandmaster before him. Observing him up close now, and from below, he did not speak. He neither said he agreed nor that he refused.

Grandmaster looked at Tang San's eyes, which were staring blankly at him, and that stiff smile appeared again. "Good. You really are a clever child."

Not speaking had two meanings. First, he was not rushing to refuse, so as not to offend Grandmaster. Second, he was using his actions to ask Grandmaster: why should I take you as my teacher?

Fuck, so that means I'm the stupid one?

Hearing Grandmaster's words, Mo Bai almost lost it. Not agreeing right away was what counted as clever?

Fine, he really had agreed too quickly, but wasn't that because he knew he could learn useful knowledge from him?

Mo Bai complained inwardly, but for the sake of knowledge, he endured it!

Grandmaster turned his back and continued walking forward, yet his voice continued to ring out. "It seems I'll have to be stubborn for once as well. No matter how you put it, you two are the third and fourth Twin Spirits in the past hundred years."

This guy is absolutely showing off!

Mo Bai looked at Grandmaster's back and complained again. That air of wanting to appear profound and unfathomable was far too strong!

Hearing Grandmaster's words, Tang San was greatly shocked. The way he looked at Grandmaster changed at once, and he turned his head to look at Mo Bai as well, his eyes revealing uncertainty and alarm.

Grandmaster turned back, looking calm and composed as he gazed at Mo Bai and Tang San, smiling. "Are you wondering why I know you have Twin Spirits?" As he spoke, he shook the two certificates in his hand. "It's because of these two certificates. Perhaps other people can't see the flaws in them, but if even I couldn't see them, then I wouldn't deserve the title Grandmaster."

"I once investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose spirits were Blue Silver Grass. Among them, sixteen possessed spirit power, a probability of less than three percent. And even among those sixteen who possessed spirit power, not a single one's spirit power exceeded rank one. Yet you are Innate Full Soul Power at rank ten. According to one of the Ten Great Core Spirit Competencies I have researched, the amount of Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of the spirit. Blue Silver Grass clearly cannot satisfy that condition. Therefore, I can be certain that you should have another spirit, and an extremely powerful one."

Tang San's gaze gradually calmed, and he argued, "There are exceptions to everything. Why can't I be a special case?"

"Exactly!" Mo Bai also put away the doubtful expression he had been pretending to wear and echoed him.

Only, echoing was one thing, but in his heart Mo Bai was frantically roasting Tang San.

So you know there are exceptions to everything? Let's see how he tricks you into limping along in a bit. You'll even forget that your Innate Full Soul Power came from the conversion of Inner Force!

Grandmaster nodded seriously and said, "Correct, there are exceptions to everything. But your spirits are Blue Silver Grass, so you are clearly not that exception. In the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire over the past hundred years, although Twin Spirits have only appeared twice, nineteen people have been born with full spirit power. I carefully studied every one of their spirits, and without exception, they were powerful existences. The youngest among them has already reached the level of Great Soul Master. Aside from fourteen whose powerful spirits were inherited through family bloodlines, there were five exceptions."

"Their origins were not noble, yet they also possessed Innate Full Soul Power. This kind of accident is the existence of a Mutated Spirit. And according to my many years of research into Mutated Spirits, there is not a single spirit that can mutate together with a Blue Silver Grass spirit. Moreover, your Blue Silver Grass spirits are ordinary Blue Silver Grass, so I can be completely certain that my judgment is correct."

At this moment, in Mo Bai's eyes, Grandmaster was like a peacock spreading its tail, doing his utmost to show himself off!

Of course, roasting was one thing, but on his face Mo Bai still did a very good job of pretending to be shocked by his knowledge.

"What is a Mutated Spirit?" Tang San asked.

Mo Bai still did not speak, but this was also something he wanted to know.

When he had watched the animation before, he had forgotten to remember it.

Grandmaster patiently explained, "Then we must first talk about how spirits are inherited. The spirit a person possesses has a direct relationship with the spirits of their parents. The most normal situation is inheriting the spirit of either the father or the mother. This is family-style spirit inheritance. Some exceptions among them are what are called Mutated Spirits. Their source is likewise the parents' spirits, only because the spirits between father and mother possess a certain degree of mutability, the inheritor's spirit undergoes a mutation and produces a new spirit. A Mutated Spirit can mutate to become powerful, even producing Innate Full Soul Power. But the vast majority of Mutated Spirits only become weak. Mutated Spirits are like the products of close-relative marriage: the probability of idiocy is very high, but it is also possible for a sage far beyond ordinary people to appear."

Tang San nodded. Suddenly, he took a step back, opening the distance between himself and Grandmaster. Immediately after, both knees dropped to the ground, and he respectfully kowtowed three times to Grandmaster.

Here it comes, here it comes—the scene where Tang San looks for a dad is here!

Seeing Tang San's action, Mo Bai stood slightly farther away and frantically roasted him in his heart.

This time, it was Grandmaster's turn to be stunned. "What are you doing?"

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