Ten-Year Lone Bamboo! Yu Xiaogang Deceives Tang San!

Ying Qi said nothing unnecessary.

"Yes."

His figure vanished in an instant.

Tang Yuan rose to his feet and straightened his collar.

Just as he was about to leave, a graceful figure emerged from the side door.

Her ice-blue hair cascaded down to her waist.

Her skin was fair as snow, and her features were breathtakingly beautiful.

Most eye-catching of all were her long, straight legs.

Beneath her pale-blue short skirt, they radiated an astonishing allure.

Tang Yuan's current disciple—

Shui Bing'er.

She looked at Tang Yuan, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration.

"Teacher, are you going out?"

Tang Yuan nodded.

"I have some personal business to take care of."

Shui Bing'er immediately followed him, naturally looping her arm through his.

"I'm coming too."

"Teacher only just got back. I'm worried."

Tang Yuan glanced at her but did not refuse.

"Then keep up."

Nuoding City.

Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, archives room.

The room was filled with the stale scent of old paper.

Yu Xiaogang, dressed in a faded cloth outfit, was buried in a disorderly pile of files, searching through them.

His movements were urgent.

Finally, he pulled out a form.

It contained the information of a new student.

Name: Tang San.

Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass.

Innate Soul Power: Level 10 (Full Soul Power).

Yu Xiaogang's hand suddenly trembled.

His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at that line of text.

His breathing quickened.

Like a man dying of thirst in the desert who had suddenly discovered a clear spring.

A useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass could never support Innate Full Soul Power.

According to the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory he had researched for years, there was only one explanation.

This child had another Martial Soul.

And it was an exceptionally powerful one.

Twin Martial Souls!

Twin Martial Souls, something seen only once in a century!

Yu Xiaogang was ecstatic.

He clenched the form tightly, his knuckles turning white.

An opportunity.

This was an opportunity bestowed upon him by heaven.

As long as he could take this child as his disciple

and train him according to his theories.

He would train him into an unparalleled powerhouse.

Then.

Who would still dare call him, Yu Xiaogang, trash?

Who would still dare ridicule his theories as bullshit?

He would prove to the entire continent that he, Yu Xiaogang, was the foremost authority in theoretical studies!

Even Bibi Dong would look at him in a new light.

The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the more excited he became.

But he quickly forced himself to calm down.

Theory was theory, after all.

Whether it could truly succeed remained uncertain.

Cultivating Twin Martial Souls was exceptionally dangerous.

One wrong move, and the body could explode to death.

But he could not worry about that now.

He had to give it a try.

Even with only a ten percent chance, he had to gamble.

If it succeeded, his name would go down in history.

If it failed, it would only mean the death of a commoner boy.

Yu Xiaogang immediately began making preparations.

He would take the child to the Soul Hunting Forest.

First, he would help him obtain his first soul ring.

Once their master-disciple relationship was established, the child would have nowhere to run.

Two hours later.

Above Nuoding City.

The once-clear sky suddenly darkened.

A terrifying pressure descended from the heavens.

The city's residents looked up in horror.

They saw countless flying Soul Beast riders circling in the sky.

On the ground.

Orderly hoofbeats rumbled like thunder.

The elite forces of the Royal Knights, clad in silver armor, poured into Nuoding City like a silver flood.

Pedestrians on the streets fled in all directions in terror.

"Seal off every street!"

"Unauthorized personnel, stand aside!"

The knights' roars echoed throughout the city.

Very soon.

Nuoding Academy was surrounded so tightly that not even water could pass through.

The academy gates were shut tight.

The gatekeeper had long since collapsed to the ground in fright.

Upon hearing the commotion, the academy's Dean scrambled out in a panic.

He was a Soul Ancestor of over level forty.

Ordinarily, he was considered an important figure in Nuoding City.

But at this moment.

Looking at the Blue Silver King banners fluttering in the wind.

Looking at the murderous Royal Knights.

The Dean was scared out of his wits.

His legs gave out, and he dropped straight to his knees in the dust.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Trembling, he kowtowed.

"N-No... I did not know His Highness the Blue Silver King had arrived."

"Forgive this humble one for failing to welcome you properly!"

At the academy gates.

A luxurious Royal Carriage drawn by eight Unicorns slowly came to a stop.

Tang Yuan sat atop the Royal Carriage.

He showed no intention of getting down.

Shui Bing'er stood obediently at his side, peeling a grape for him.

Tang Yuan's gaze was indifferent as he swept it over the crowd kneeling below.

His voice was not loud.

Yet it rang clearly throughout the entire grounds.

"Where is Yu Xiaogang?"

At that moment.

Amid the chaotic crowd watching from afar.

A little girl had squeezed her way to the very front.

She wore pink clothes, with rabbit-ear ornaments on her head.

A long scorpion braid hung down her back.

It was none other than Xiao Wu.

She looked at the incomparably lavish Royal Carriage and those powerful guards.

Her eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement.

"Wow."

"This guy has such an imposing entourage."

"He looks really powerful."

"He's much more impressive than that Boss Xiao."

Xiao Wu bit her finger, inexplicably developing a strong interest in the man seated in the carriage.

Were all powerful people in the human world this handsome?

Meanwhile, the Dean kneeling on the ground broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing Tang Yuan's question.

He did not dare raise his head at all.

His voice trembled.

"R-Reporting to Your Highness."

"M-Master—no, Yu Xiaogang, he..."

"He isn't at the academy."

Tang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"Not here?"

The Dean desperately kowtowed.

"Y-Yes."

"Half an hour ago, he took that newly arrived Work-Study Disciple and went... went to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain a soul ring."

"He said he wanted to verify some theory..."

Boom!

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Tang Yuan.

The air instantly became incomparably thick.

Everyone present felt as though a great mountain were pressing down on their chests.

They could barely breathe.

The Dean collapsed flat onto the ground, gasping for air, his face deathly pale.

He felt as though his bones were about to be crushed.

Tang Yuan rose to his feet.

His face was as cold as frost.

Yu Xiaogang.

Tang Yuan's voice was icy, brimming with killing intent.

"Take me to him."

"If anything happens to my younger brother."

"Then Nuoding Academy need not continue to exist."

The Dean abruptly raised his head.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief.

He had even forgotten his fear.

Younger Brother?

That newly arrived Work-Study Student?

That kid with the useless Blue Silver Grass martial soul?

He was actually the biological younger brother of His Highness the Blue Silver King?!

The sky was falling.

Deep within the Soul Hunting Forest.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Only the occasional chirping of insects could be heard.

Light filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows across the ground.

Yu Xiaogang stopped walking.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he wore a somewhat reserved, self-satisfied expression.

Directly in front of him grew a plant.

It was a lone bamboo.

Its stalk was a sickly yellowish-green.

Several withered leaves hung limply from it.

They swayed gently in the breeze.

It looked utterly lifeless.

Even the weeds by the roadside seemed more vibrant than it.

Yet Yu Xiaogang looked as though he had discovered some priceless treasure.

He raised a finger and pointed at the lone bamboo.

Then he turned to the boy behind him.

"Xiao San."

"Look at this Soul Beast."

Tang San looked as instructed.

A trace of puzzlement flashed through his eyes.

But he did not ask any questions, merely waiting quietly for what came next.

Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat.

He assumed the posture of a proper teacher.

"This is the first Soul Beast I selected for you."

"A Ten-Year Lone Bamboo."