Yu Xiaogang's Sophistry

Tang San left Feng Hao's office and headed straight for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang had been injured, and Tang San had been deeply worried about him.

Because of Yu Xiaogang's help this time, Tang San had also come to trust him greatly.

But everything that had happened on Feng Hao's side had shattered his state of mind.

Because Feng Hao had inserted himself into the matter, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's relationship had always been more of a partnership.

This time, their relationship could have progressed further, but Feng Hao's words had instantly torn a huge rift into what should have been a closer bond.

Tang San arrived outside Yu Xiaogang's door and reached out to push it open.

Seeing him enter, Yu Xiaogang, who was lying down, said with relief, "Xiao San, why did you come to see me? It wouldn't be good if Feng Hao saw you."

"I didn't come to see you. I came because I have questions for you," Tang San said coldly.

"Xiao San, what's wrong?" Yu Xiaogang sensed that something was off in Tang San's tone.

Tang San directly demanded, "Tell me, why did you hide things from me? Why were you in such a hurry to take me to absorb a soul ring and make me obtain a trash hundred-year soul ring? What exactly were your intentions?"

"What? I was in a hurry to take you there? A trash hundred-year soul ring? Xiao San, that was the soul ring most suitable for you. How could you call it a trash soul ring?"

Yu Xiaogang even suspected that he had misheard.

Tang San had only been away from him for a short while. How had he changed so completely in an instant?

"A soul ring of more than four hundred years—I thought it was truly impressive too. Heh! I just went to see Feng Hao, and he told me that a thousand-year soul ring was what suited me. I just needed more training."

As Tang San spoke, he stared at Yu Xiaogang, waiting for his answer.

"Nonsense! I've studied soul rings for so many years. That kid is spouting nonsense," Yu Xiaogang said furiously.

"Nonsense? I saw his soul rings. Do you know how old they are?" Tang San asked with a self-mocking laugh.

After transmigrating into this world, he had thought his new life would be infinitely brilliant.

He had thought he would be the protagonist of this world.

How could he have imagined that Feng Hao would emerge and make him look like a clown?

"How old?" Yu Xiaogang frowned, sensing the severity of the issue as well.

For Tang San's temperament to be affected this badly, it was surely no simple matter.

"His first soul ring and second soul ring are both ten-thousand-year rings. I don't know how many tens of thousands of years his second one is, but its color is much darker than his first," Tang San said dejectedly.

"Ten... ten thousand years?" Yu Xiaogang muttered, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He pinched himself hard to make sure he was not dreaming.

Then he confirmed again, "Xiao San, were they really ten-thousand-year soul rings?"

"I can guarantee it. I absolutely didn't see wrong. What? Haven't you studied Martial Souls for all these years? You actually didn't know?" Tang San said mockingly.

"Xiao San, don't panic. I know why he has ten-thousand-year soul rings," Yu Xiaogang muttered.

"What reason?" Tang San asked.

"It should be Spirit Hall. Although I've studied Martial Souls for a long time, Spirit Hall also has many people researching them. They have been working on how to absorb soul rings with higher age limits. Ten-thousand-year soul rings are their goal. If nothing unexpected happened, Feng Hao is their test subject," Yu Xiaogang analyzed seriously.

"A test subject?"

"Yes, a test subject. And there must be enormous hidden dangers. If there were no risks, why would there be only one of him? He certainly has other problems. Since you can interact with him, observe him more and see if there is anything strange about him."

"Then is my soul ring really suitable for me?"

"That is certain. How about this? Go to the Martial Soul Branch Hall and register as a Soul Master there. Watch how those people from Spirit Hall react, and you'll understand."

After his conversation with Yu Xiaogang ended, Tang San fell silent.

His mind was in turmoil. Feng Hao's blow had struck him too severely.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, he lowered his head and said, "Master, I'm sorry. Feng Hao's ten-thousand-year soul rings frightened me."

"Xiao San, there was something I hadn't intended to tell you. But now, if I don't say it, I'm afraid you'll be influenced by Feng Hao in the future," Yu Xiaogang said solemnly.

"Please tell me, Master," Tang San said seriously.

"The previous Pope was killed by your father. In order to deal with you and your father, the people of Spirit Hall are capable of anything. Don't fall for someone else's scheme," Yu Xiaogang said with a sigh.

"What? My father killed the previous Pope? He's a Titled Douluo?" Tang San had known his father was likely powerful, but he had never imagined he was this powerful.

"Yes! Xiao San, remember this: so what if Feng Hao's first Martial Soul has ten-thousand-year soul rings? You have Twin Martial Souls. Once you cultivate both Martial Souls in the future, he will be nothing before you," Yu Xiaogang comforted him.

"Master, your words today have untied the knot in my heart. Master, don't worry. I definitely won't be swayed by him again," Tang San said firmly.

His father was actually a Titled Douluo. Even his father trusted Yu Xiaogang, so he truly could not doubt Yu Xiaogang.

Besides, Yu Xiaogang was right. He had Twin Martial Souls.

This was something Feng Hao would definitely be unable to compare with in the future.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had said that Tang San was the third person he had ever seen with Twin Martial Souls.

Afterward, Tang San followed Master's advice and went to the Martial Soul Branch Hall to register as a Soul Master.

First, he wanted to verify whether his soul ring was truly impressive. Second, after registering, he could receive one Gold Soul Coin each month.

Meanwhile.

Inside Feng Hao's office.

Feng Hao was currently closing his eyes as he sensed the second soul skill of his Taiji Diagram.

A Taiji Diagram appeared beneath his feet, and on either side of it, a phantom image of himself appeared.

The aura of these phantoms was exactly identical to his own.

When the two phantoms attacked at the same time, the Soul Power and techniques they used were also his own.

This second soul skill was called Yin Yang Mirror Image.

Yin Yang Mirror Image: It could create two mirror images with strength equal to his own. Aside from being unable to use the soul skill Yin Yang Mirror Image itself, these two mirror images could use everything else he knew.

When he ended the soul skill, the mirror images would automatically dissipate.

The further he progressed, the stronger this soul skill would become.

After all, other than Yin Yang Mirror Image, they could use everything else.

Feng Hao withdrew the soul skill, and the two phantom images of himself dispersed like clouds and smoke.

Tang San's speed of recovery surprised Feng Hao.

A few days later, Tang San was already seen cultivating normally.

Ever since Tang San returned from obtaining his soul ring, he would occasionally come to Feng Hao for guidance. He acted extremely respectfully, while Feng Hao merely gave him casual pointers to brush him off.

Whenever Tang San asked about cultivating Twin Martial Souls, Feng Hao gave only one answer: cultivate his current Blue Silver Grass first.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years passed.

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