As Tang Hao practiced the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique nearby, Tang Tian watched Qian Chengxiao, who had just sat down to cultivate Soul Power. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
Good heavens, he had to visit the ancestral graves tomorrow to see whether they had caught fire.
If the ancestral graves had not caught fire, how else could he have encountered a child like Chengxiao?
What six-sided warrior? He was practically a flawless, perfect masterpiece.
It was as if, when Heaven had created him, it had bestowed every good thing upon this child.
Then, as Tang Tian continued watching Qian Chengxiao cultivate, his brow gradually furrowed.
Because whether it was Chengxiao's potential, cultivation talent, or comprehension—
Let alone within the Clear Sky Sect, across the entire Douluo Continent, he was an unprecedented peerless prodigy.
For this child to improve his Soul Power now was merely a matter of time.
The only thing Tang Tian could perhaps still help him with was practical combat.
At that thought, Tang Tian, who had originally had no idea how to teach Qian Chengxiao, suddenly had his eyes light up.
After all, for a peerless prodigy like Qian Chengxiao, one who appeared only once in ten thousand years, there seemed to be nothing left to teach him in terms of cultivation or instruction.
The only thing was to let this child see blood.
After all, only those who had seen blood were not flowers raised in a greenhouse.
Otherwise, if Chengxiao continued cultivating so smoothly under their protection, Tang Tian could tell that this child would certainly become a Title Douluo within thirty years.
However, if such a Title Douluo encountered Evil Soul Masters or the like—
Even if Chengxiao were invincible at the same level, a Soul Master who had never