Grandmaster Doesn't Need a Useless Martial Soul

Grandmaster Doesn't Need a Useless Martial Soul

Tang San returned to the gates of Nuoding City and jumped down from the carriage.

Grandmaster was waiting for him there.

Not long ago, Yu Xiaogang had returned to Nuoding Academy from outside, only to hear from Xiao Wu and the class teacher that Tang San had asked the headmaster for help and gone out to hunt soul beasts.

At first, Grandmaster had not paid much attention to it, because Tang San had long displayed great respect for him and regarded the Ten Core Competitiveness Theory he had "discovered" as sacred doctrine.

But when he asked which Soul Hunting Forest they had gone to, the teacher told him that the headmaster had taken Tang San to Sleeping Moon Forest in the south of Fasinuo Province.

That terrified Grandmaster.

So, when he saw Tang San jump down from the carriage alone, he immediately clasped his hands behind his back, put on an inscrutable expression, and walked over with steady steps.

"Xiao San." Grandmaster stared intensely at Tang San.

As though he were looking at an experimental subject.

His eyes were fixed solely on Tang San. He had not noticed at all that the headmaster had not returned with him.

Looking at the flat-haired man before him, Tang San calmly reviewed the excuse and conversation he had prepared, then walked forward.

"Teacher." Ignoring the throbbing pain in his right arm, Tang San placed his right hand over his chest and gave a slight bow.

"I heard you obtained your Second Soul Ring? Let me see it!" Grandmaster said impatiently.

Sure enough, compared to the Nuoding headmaster who had gone out with him, Grandmaster cared more about what Tang San's Second Soul Ring was.

Tang San thought to himself.

Tang San gritted his teeth, then suddenly went weak at the knees before Grandmaster.

Seeing this, Grandmaster quickly helped Tang San up with both hands. "Xiao San, what are you doing? I told you long ago that there's no need for this between master and disciple."

Tang San closed his eyes.

Did you think I wanted to do this? If you couldn't still provide me with connections to Shrek Academy, the Golden Iron Triangle, and all sorts of other people, do you think I'd still acknowledge a useless teacher like you?

Still, he spoke with utmost sincerity. "Teacher! Your friend, the headmaster of Nuoding Academy... he... he's dead!"

"The headmaster is dead?" Yu Xiaogang froze, completely unprepared for Tang San to suddenly say such a thing.

"What happened?" he hurriedly asked.

"Headmaster... he... he was helping me hunt my Second Soul Ring, so..." Tang San squeezed a few tears from his eyes.

"What? You're saying that my old friend died in battle while helping you obtain your Second Soul Ring?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened. "He was a level forty-two Soul Ancestor! Though his soul ring configuration wasn't optimal..."

Tang San nodded painfully.

"Xiao San." Grandmaster helped Tang San to his feet, his expression gentle.

Since that soul ring was bought with a life, it must be an excellent one, right? Yu Xiaogang thought.

He immediately said impatiently again, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. You must remember this kindness and continue striving with the soul ring he helped you obtain! So, show me the legacy my old friend left you."

Tang San nodded painfully, then released his soul rings.

When the first yellow hundred-year soul ring appeared, pride appeared on Grandmaster's face. This was the result of his Ten Core Competitiveness Theory!

Furthermore, the first ring's limit of over four hundred years also proved the correctness of his Mimicry Theory!

When the second white ten-year soul ring appeared, Grandmaster could not help rubbing his eyes.

Something was wrong. This was too strange.

He looked again.

But no matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, he could not change the fact that two soul rings—one yellow and one white—were before him.

"Th-this, what is this?" Grandmaster's heart trembled.

He had thought Tang San would obediently follow his instructions and select a Second Soul Ring of an appropriate age. The soul beast that produced it should have been a powerful one!

How had a glaringly white soul ring suddenly appeared?

Then hadn't his old friend died for nothing... no, how was he supposed to continue testing his theories now? How was he supposed to prove himself in the soul master world?

His heart had already died for love. The only thing he needed now was the world's recognition of his theories!

At the same time, far from the gates of Nuoding City, a disheveled figure saw this scene and shuddered. Then, with a flash, he vanished.

"Something happened while the headmaster and I were hunting that soul beast together," Tang San said softly. "That soul beast called the Demonic Eye Tree was too powerful. The headmaster and it... perished together!"

"According to your theory, a soul beast's soul ring can only be absorbed if it is personally slain by a soul master. So, that soul ring didn't belong to me..." Tang San closed his eyes in pain.

"Then why didn't you hurry back and find another chance to hunt again?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly said, even grabbing Tang San by the shoulders.

"Hiss—" Tang San frowned slightly as though in pain.

Only then did Yu Xiaogang notice the injury on Tang San's right arm, and he released his hands.

"Your Second Soul Ring is the foundation for entering the Soul Elder realm. Do you know how difficult it is to become a Soul Elder? Absorbing a white soul ring in such haste is simply nonsense!" Grandmaster said furiously, disappointed that Tang San had failed to live up to his expectations.

"Th-that was because we encountered another group hunting soul beasts at the time," Tang San said urgently. "They... they said that if I absorbed this ten-year soul ring, they would find a way to bring the headmaster back to life."

"In the end, they only watched me as if mocking me, yet they never saved Headmaster. I never expected them to be such faithless people!"

Tang San knew how to make up a story.

"You!" Grandmaster glared resentfully at Tang San. "Out in the world, and you trusted others so easily!"

Grandmaster snorted coldly. "Have you forgotten what I told you? If they have few rings and few bones, turn around and run! If something had happened to you this time, what would I...?"

He truly wanted to disown Tang San as his disciple from this day forward!

What he needed was a useless martial soul with Innate Full Soul Power, not an ordinary useless martial soul.

But he could not. He did not dare abandon Tang San just like that.

Because just then, he suddenly remembered who had given him the Pope's Order he carried.

If His Excellency Haotian found out that he had led his son astray, he would probably rush straight to his door in a fury!

Moreover, after calming down, he realized he had been too hasty and had completely forgotten that Tang San possessed Twin Martial Souls.

So, even if the Second Soul Ring of Tang San's first martial soul was ruined, there should still be some hope.

Thus, he slowly said, "You are my only disciple, and you are also my hope. Without my permission, you are not allowed to go hunting soul beasts alone, and you are absolutely not allowed to die. Do you understand?"

"I'm sorry, Teacher," Tang San said softly.

"Forget it." Yu Xiaogang turned around and clasped his hands behind his back again. "Come back with me. We'll return to the academy first, and deal with what comes next later."

Hearing this, Tang San hurriedly followed him.

That night, at Nuoding Academy.

Grandmaster was frantically flipping through books in his room.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three hurried knocks sounded.

Just as Grandmaster was about to say, "Come in," the door opened by itself. Then, a man with bloodshot eyes, panting like an ox, rushed inside.