Yu Xiaogang's Invincible Theory

"Teacher, do you mean I should cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer first? That way, I can raise my Cultivation Speed. By the time my peers are still in their thirties or forties, I'll already be in my fifties or sixties. Who else would the gods choose if not me? Right?"

Tang San also understood what Yu Xiaogang meant and immediately voiced his own conclusion.

Yu Xiaogang adjusted the nonexistent spectacles on his face with both hands and smiled faintly. To Tang San, he seemed almost breathtakingly beautiful!

"You're right, but also wrong!"

"More precisely, you're half right."

"Cultivating only the relatively powerful Clear Sky Hammer Spirit would indeed increase your Cultivation Speed, but it would still waste some of your talent!"

"I have an Invincible Theory that can let you make full use of your innate talent. Do you want to hear it, son?"

Tang San froze. Are you messing with me? Either say it or don't. What am I, a dog you're taking for a walk?

That was what Tang San thought, but he still desperately wanted to know how he could cultivate without wasting his talent.

He was a master of facial expression management, after all.

The little boy raised his head, blinking his eyes as he acted cute.

"Dad, teach me!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San like that and was momentarily stunned. The disciple he had casually taken in not only possessed astonishing talent and could one day stand on equal footing with him—

He was also rather good-looking.

Yu Xiaogang felt something within his heart beginning to sprout!

But this was clearly not the time to ponder such matters. "Xiao San, do you know that when Soul Masters absorb Soul Rings, they can absorb the energy contained within them?"

"The energy contained within a Soul Ring can raise your level without any side effects."

"Therefore, if every Soul Ring you absorbed could raise you by five levels, becoming a Titled Douluo in a day would not be a dream!"

"Do you know why? Because you have two Martial Spirits and can add a total of eighteen Soul Rings!"

Tang San murmured, "A Titled Douluo in a day... Can I do that?"

A bucket of cold water was promptly poured over him. "Of course not. You can stop dreaming about that."

What kind of international joke was this? Even he, the great master Yu Xiaogang, had to level up one stage at a time despite having a system. How could this little disciple possibly turn the world upside down?

Even if it were possible, I couldn't let you level up that quickly.

"Even if you can't, you still possess an advantage that no one else has: Twin Martial Souls. Each time, you can add Soul Rings to both Martial Spirits!"

"For example, when others cultivate to level ten, they can only add one Soul Ring and reach level eleven. But if you add two, you might reach level thirteen! If you are two or three levels ahead of others at every stage, then in a few years, you'll find that your peers are no longer worthy of being your opponents."

After thinking it over briefly, Tang San understood the terrifying nature of Twin Martial Souls and secretly rejoiced that he had met his Adoptive Mother and Adoptive Father.

Otherwise, his peerless talent would have been buried.

Tang San continued pretending to be innocent.

"Can I really do it, Teacher? Is this something I can accomplish?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with deep affection. "Of course, my disciple, my son, my treasure!"

In a corner of the academy.

Li Chen, who had witnessed this scene in his mind, was leaning against a large tree and vomiting.

"Bleurgh, bleurgh."

"Tangyuan, that was way too damn greasy. Why have Tang San and Yu Xiaogang become like this?"

Little Tangyuan flapped her ears and said weakly, "Li Chen, how would I know?"

"Maybe it's the butterfly effect. It's made both Tang San and Yu Xiaogang excessively confident in themselves."

A voice as heavenly music rang out in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

"Ding-dong. Yu Xiaogang has completed the mission. Reward issued."

Yu Xiaogang felt warmth spread through his entire body. Yes, yes, this was the feeling! My power is back. That invincible Gang is back!

As long as he earnestly completed his master's—ptui, the system's—missions, he could climb step by step, step by step, to the very top.

I want to become Yu Xiaogao!

In Li Chen's mind.

"Ding-dong. Yu Xiaogang has completed a mission. The host has been randomly rewarded with three levels of Soul Power. Li Chen, you're level 13 now. Aren't you happy?"

"Oh, right. Fuse that Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone for me. Can the system fuse it directly?"

Li Chen suddenly remembered that he still had a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that he had not fused.

Little Tangyuan's sweet voice came through. "Of course, Li Chen. I knew you were lazy. You were too lazy to fuse a Soul Bone even after being given one, so I specially installed the Automatic Fusion Module. While you sleep, Tangyuan will automatically refine it for you."

Thoughtful—so thoughtful. It was practically an essential system for lazy people.

Li Chen arrived at the Academic Affairs Office and respectfully completed his enrollment procedures. When Director Su saw Spirit Hall's certificate—Trash Spirit, yet Innate Full Soul Power—

He wore a thoughtful expression, but after a while, he still sighed softly.

"Li Chen, your dormitory is Seventh Room. Just find the teacher in charge there."

"Wait. Although your Martial Spirit is a Trash Spirit, it may still have other uses. Pay close attention yourself. If there's anything you don't understand, come ask me."

Li Chen had not expected Director Su to be such a nice person. He respectfully bowed again. "Thank you, Teacher Su."

Seventh Room of the dormitory building.

The moment Li Chen entered with the bedding Old Jack had prepared for him in his arms, everyone's gazes converged on him.

A brat with a burly, tiger-like appearance led the others in blocking the doorway. "Kid, a new Work-Study Student?"

Li Chen thought, This must be Wang Sheng.

Having read the original work, he knew that these Work-Study Students had no bad intentions. They simply wanted to stick together so they would not be bullied by others.

Dawdling was not his style. He preferred being direct.

"I'm the boss here. My name is Wang Sheng. I'm a Battle Soul Master, and my Martial Spirit is Big Tiger. From now on, you'll listen to me! I'm the boss here!"

"New kid, got that? If you don't accept it, let's have a fight."

Wang Sheng was answered by a crisp, decisive sound of a Martial Spirit being summoned.

"Soul Cannon!"

A cannon barrel, entirely silver-white and covered in intricate patterns, appeared on Li Chen's shoulder. Judging by its texture, it was probably silver.

"Boss, what is this kid doing? Is that her Martial Spirit? Is it silver? Can it be sold for money?"

Without another word, Li Chen directly poured in Soul Power. White light radiated from the pitch-black cannon muzzle, and in an instant, a white beam shot toward Wang Sheng.

Although he had not yet obtained a Soul Ring, Li Chen could still inject Soul Power into his Martial Spirit and fire ordinary soul-guided light beams.

"Bang!"

Wang Sheng was sent flying backward, rolling several times through the air before crashing into a bed behind him.

"Boss, Boss, what happened to you?"

"This kid is too underhanded! He started fighting right away—no martial ethics at all!"

"He dared to bully our boss! Brothers, let's take him down!"

Just as the people of Seventh Dormitory noisily clamored to avenge Wang Sheng, a weak voice rang out. "Don't. From now on, you're the boss."

"Brothers, stop. He knocked me down in one hit."

Wang Sheng slowly rose to his feet. "Boss, could it be that you're already a Soul Master?"

"That's right. I'm already a Soul Master. I'm only missing one Soul Ring!"