Hinting at Tang San

The group arrived at a place where an ordinary-looking, rather short but extremely burly middle-aged man stood.

So this was Zhao Wuji.

"Saint Son, that is Zhao Wuji. Shall we arrest him?" the Soul Saint asked via voice transmission.

"No need. For the sake of him having behaved himself these past few years, if he dares commit any offense in the future, take him to the City of Slaughter."

"As you command."

Tang San, Level 29 Control System Soul Grandmaster, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass.

Xiao Wu, Level 29 Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster, martial soul: Rabbit.

Ning Rongrong, Level 26 Support System Soul Grandmaster, martial soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

After a moment of surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing, Level 27 Agile Attack System Soul Grandmaster, martial soul: Hell Spirit Cat.

Gu Xuehan, Level 31 Healing System Soul Elder, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass.

Hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at Bibi Han, their eyes seeming to say, Are you joking? Dai Mubai also wore an expression of utter disbelief.

"I really am a Healing System soul master. If you don't believe me, just watch."

"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Holy Light."

Golden radiance enveloped Zhu Zhuqing. She rolled up her sleeve, revealing that the vicious wound on her arm, which had not even scabbed over yet, healed directly before their eyes, leaving her skin fair, tender, and smooth.

"Thank you," Zhu Zhuqing said.

Seeing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu believed him.

"Zhu Zhuqing, how did you get injured?" Xiao Wu asked.

"It's nothing. I was just accidentally hurt during training," Zhu Zhuqing replied. She did not want to reveal her identity.

Bibi Han, who knew the truth, merely sighed inwardly.

Then Xiao Wu asked, "Gu Xuehan, how are you so strong? You sent Dai Tiger flying with one punch."

Dai Mubai felt deeply aggrieved, but he could not refute it. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also stared at Bibi Han in astonishment, unable to believe that a Healing System soul master had sent a Power Attack System soul master flying despite being several levels below him.

Bibi Han answered, "The training methods in my family are a little more painful, so my body is tougher."

"Oh," everyone said.

At those words, Ning Rongrong's eyes shifted as though she were pondering something.

Tang San then began assigning tactics. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Ning Rongrong will support the three of us. Xiao Wu will be the main attacker. I'll control Teacher Zhao's attacks and limit him as much as possible while supporting Xiao Wu's frontal assault. Zhu Zhuqing, I'll have to trouble you to harass him from the flank with your speed. Gu Xuehan will be responsible for healing us at any time."

And so, one incense stick's worth of time arrived.

Zhao Wuji charged at them, intending to knock Ning Rongrong unconscious. Bibi Han grabbed Ning Rongrong by the arm and threw her toward Zhu Zhuqing, then dodged the bear paw. As for why he did not use Blue Silver Grass vines, it was naturally because of his Devour soul skill—he was afraid of exposing himself. To keep up appearances, he pretended to have barely managed to evade Zhao Wuji's bear paw.

Afterward, Xiao Wu was injured by Zhao Wuji's rebounding spiritual power. Blood flowed from her nose, and she fainted. The moment Tang San saw this, he erupted. His face was expressionless, and his gaze was frighteningly cold.

Holding Xiao Wu, Tang San said to Bibi Han, "Gu Xuehan, can you help me treat Xiao Wu?"

Although the Blue Silver God had no soul skill capable of healing spiritual power, its innate healing ability could treat any injury. Blue energy drifted toward Xiao Wu's head, and before long, she woke up.

"Thank you."

"Xiao Wu, are you all right? It's all Brother's fault. I didn't protect you properly." Tang San's face was filled with guilt.

"Brother, I'm fine." Xiao Wu had not suffered any serious physical injuries, so she was soon lively again.

"Brother, let's attack together again."

"No, Xiao Wu."

"Tang San." Bibi Han stopped him just as Tang San was about to fire his Hidden Weapons.

"What is it? You don't need to help me. I said I would fight him alone," Tang San replied.

"I wasn't planning to help you. I only want to tell you something: if a Soul Saint truly wanted to attack you, he could kill you with a single slap, and you would have no chance to flee or resist."

Tang San froze for a moment before nodding.

Afterward, Tang San successfully held out for one incense stick's worth of time with his dazzling array of Hidden Weapons. However, unlike in the original story, Tang San did not use the Dragon Beard Needle this time, nor did he use the kick that would leave a man childless.

Bibi Han watched quietly from the side the entire time.

Tang San, I hope you understand that those who kill will eventually be killed. If Zhao Wuji had truly reflected his Soul Saint-level spiritual power with full force, Xiao Wu would already be dead. This really was only a test by a teacher for incoming students.

After some thought, Bibi Han still felt that the issue was one of education. Tang San had only read the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record; his way of thinking was fundamentally wrong.

Those damned lines in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record were simply harmful beyond measure. Which idiot from the Tang Sect had written them? They were practically an insult to Daoist thought. Hopefully, he could help Tang San establish proper values over the next few days.

Thus, Oscar appeared again to give Zhao Wuji sausages, while staring blankly at Ning Rongrong. Meanwhile, under Bibi Han's treatment, Zhu Zhuqing was also able to walk and did not need Dai Mubai to carry her, causing Dai Mubai to shoot Bibi Han another resentful glare.

But Bibi Han did not care in the slightest. In his eyes, Dai Mubai was merely a clown. He could not be bothered to lower himself to Dai Mubai's level; wasting time on such trash was not worth it.

Finally, he used the Blue Silver God to give Tang San a quick heal so that he would put away his Hidden Weapons.

After the rooms were assigned, Bibi Han shared one with Tang San and Oscar.

Under the setting sun, Tang San was picking up his Hidden Weapons when Bibi Han controlled several strands of Blue Silver Grass to sweep them up and hand them to him.

Tang San asked in surprise, "Gu Xuehan, are you cultivating control and healing at the same time?"

Bibi Han nodded.

"Hi."

Tang San sighed. "If only my Martial Soul had mutated like yours. Then I wouldn't have to keep absorbing Soul Rings that only improve the toughness of Blue Silver Grass."

"Don't belittle yourself. The fact that you've cultivated Blue Silver Grass to this level at your age proves that your Blue Silver Grass is anything but ordinary."

"No need to comfort me. My Blue Silver Grass is a useless Martial Soul. That's universally acknowledged."

"Not necessarily. What level was your Innate Soul Power?" Bibi Han asked, though he already knew the answer.

"I have Innate Full Soul Power," Tang San replied. It was no secret; anyone could find out with a simple check.

"According to common knowledge in the Soul Master World, the amount of Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the strength of one's Martial Soul. A mere useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass could never bear Innate Full Soul Power."

Hmm, common knowledge? Wasn't this one of Teacher's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul? How had it become common knowledge? Still, Tang San did not ask. Instead, he answered Bibi Han, "I'm not too sure either."

Article . of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: Never let anyone you do not trust know your true strength. Therefore, Tang San had no intention of revealing his Twin Martial Souls.

With a beckoning motion of Bibi Han's hand, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass flew into his grasp. Tang San could not understand what he intended to do.

Bibi Han concentrated his soul power, and the age of the Blue Silver Grass in his hand rapidly increased. In just one minute, it had reached a hundred years. Bibi Han also used his Blue Silver God to create a hundred-year-old vine.

He tossed the two hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass Vines to Tang San and said, "Try pulling them apart."

(The Blue Silver Grass Bibi Han threw out did not have the effect of the First Soul Skill.)

"What do you mean?" Tang San asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Feel the difference in toughness between these two vines," Bibi Han replied.

Tang San soon discovered that the hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass Vine created by Bibi Han's Martial Soul could not be pulled apart at all, while he snapped the other one without much effort.

"Your Blue Silver Grass is so tough!" Tang San exclaimed in surprise.

"That's because my Martial Soul is of a higher grade than it."

"A higher grade? Blue Silver Grass has grades too?"

"Yes. Make a Blue Silver Grass like this as well, and let me see what grade yours is. Remember, don't use the power of your Soul Rings."

Afterward, Bibi Han and Tang San each pulled one. Tang San had to use tremendous force before he could snap it.

Watching this, Bibi Han spoke at the right moment. "Just as I thought. Your Blue Silver Grass is not ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

"Then what kind of Blue Silver Grass is mine?" Tang San asked.

"Blue Silver Grass has three grades. The first is the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass, like the kind that can be seen everywhere around us. That is the useless Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass. The second kind of Blue Silver Grass can evolve into a king once its cultivation surpasses ten thousand years. It is also called the Blue Silver King. Blue Silver Kings range from ten thousand to ninety thousand years, and every additional ten thousand years strengthens their quality once. A ninety-thousand-year Blue Silver King of the highest quality can reach the level of an exceptional Martial Soul. The last kind can only be called an emperor when a soul beast's cultivation exceeds one hundred thousand years. The emperor of Blue Silver Grass is also called the Blue Silver Emperor. A Martial Soul named after an emperor is a true top-tier Martial Soul."

Bibi Han's words set Tang San's blood boiling, and he hurriedly asked, "Which kind am I?"

"If my estimate is correct, the quality of your Blue Silver Grass should be comparable to that of a fifty- to sixty-thousand-year Blue Silver King. It can be considered a variety close to a high-grade Martial Soul."

"So my Blue Silver Grass isn't a useless Martial Soul!" Tang San seemed somewhat delighted.

"Of course. A useless Martial Soul cannot bear Innate Full Soul Power. And when cultivated, no matter how many resources are used, it cannot break through level 30."

"According to common knowledge in the Soul Master World, Martial Soul inheritance passes down the stronger Martial Soul from one parent. It should actually be an inheritance from both parents, but the weaker Martial Soul is Devoured by the stronger one. The strong prey on the weak; even the inheritance of Martial Souls is no exception to this principle."

Wasn't that another one of Teacher's theories? How was it common knowledge again? Tang San was puzzled once more.

"Alright, go organize your hidden weapons properly." After saying that, Bibi Han left.

Tang San, I've already given you enough hints. I hope you can figure it out.

Several hundred meters away in the woods, a tall figure silently watched Bibi Han. That person was Tang Hao.

"Three Soul Saints acting as bodyguards, and he knows about Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor... It seems I'll have to investigate his identity carefully later. I absolutely cannot let anyone harm Xiao San."

As for whether Tang Hao had recognized Bibi Han's background, the possibility was probably zero. Leaving aside whether the child he had been forced to abandon had even survived, even if he had, why would he come to this shabby academy? It was not as if he had something wrong with his head. Besides, there were other factors.

Appearance: Bibi Han's Martial Soul was the Blue Silver God, and it bore little resemblance to the Blue Silver Emperor.

Temperament: Bibi Han gave off an approachable aura, while the Blue Silver Emperor carried nobility.

Martial Soul: Bibi Han's Blue Silver Grass was golden with blue patterns, while the Blue Silver Emperor was blue with golden patterns.