The Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang Mocked by Tang San!

Tang San's smooth, rapid-fire "master-disciple combo" completely caught him off guard, leaving him awkwardly frozen on the spot.

Yet Tang San was wildly excited inside!

It was as though he could see the gears of fate beginning to turn from this moment onward!

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly darkened as he watched the scene before him.

He felt that before his scheme had even begun, this silver-haired boy who had appeared out of nowhere had already thoroughly crushed it!

Fu Shiyan came to his senses and tightened his grip slightly, lifting Tang San up like a kitten as he said irritably:

"You little brat, you called me Master from the moment we met, and now you're even bowing and asking to become my disciple. Douluo Continent doesn't have such rules!

Besides, when did I ever agree to take you as my disciple?

You little rascal, you're quite good at acting first and reporting afterward, aren't you?"

Tang San, dangling in the air, did not struggle. He merely scratched the back of his head and revealed a somewhat foolish, innocent smile, trying to muddle through by being cute.

Fu Shiyan was utterly unmoved by that expression. His gaze cooled slightly as he asked:

"Speak, kid.

Why do you want me as your master? And why did you call me Master the moment we met?"

Seeing Fu Shiyan's serious expression, Tang San immediately wiped away his smile and said solemnly:

"Mas... Senior, your Martial Soul should also be Blue Silver Grass, or perhaps a Martial Soul closely connected to Blue Silver Grass, right?"

He paused, observing Fu Shiyan's expression before continuing,

"My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I possess Innate Full Soul Power.

I can sense that the aura of your Martial Soul shares the same origin as my Blue Silver Grass, yet it is far more powerful and profound!

The way you dealt with that Shadow Guard just now was so effortless. You are more formidable than any Soul Master I have ever seen!

So... so I believe that only you can truly teach me how to properly use the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul! I want to learn from you!"

Fu Shiyan listened to Tang San's heartfelt declaration.

If not for the fact that the simulation had been fabricated by him, he might actually have believed it.

"Your senses are quite sharp."

Fu Shiyan offered an noncommittal assessment. He still held Tang San without immediately setting him down.

"Even if my Martial Soul is related to Blue Silver Grass, and even if I have some ability, there are countless Soul Masters in the world. Why insist on taking me as your master?

Doesn't Nuoding Academy have teachers as well?"

As he spoke, he cast a meaningful glance at Yu Xiaogang, whose face had turned iron-green.

Tang San followed Fu Shiyan's gaze and looked at Yu Xiaogang as well. The coldness and disgust in his eyes were barely concealed, but he quickly turned back, looking up at Fu Shiyan with determination in his voice.

"I cannot sense that they truly understand Blue Silver Grass.

But you are different, Senior. The way you used your Martial Soul just now was something I had never imagined possible, as though...

As though Blue Silver Grass possessed true life and strength in your hands!

I do not want to follow the same old path as those mediocre Soul Masters. I want to learn a truly powerful path, a path belonging to Blue Silver Grass!"

That was not false. After all, he knew from the simulation that Fu Shiyan had pursued the ultimate path of life and control.

Yu Xiaogang nearly spat blood when he heard this from the side!

"Mediocre Soul Masters"?

Especially since Tang San had glanced at him while saying it—this was practically a slap across his face!

Unable to endure it any longer, he stepped forward, trying to salvage the situation as he said gravely to Tang San:

"Child, one must be cautious when choosing a teacher!

Theoretical knowledge is of the utmost importance in Soul Master cultivation!

I can see that you possess extraordinary talent and are a genius rarely seen in a century. You need proper theoretical guidance all the more; otherwise, you may stray onto the wrong path and squander your gifts!

I, Yu Xiaogang, have studied Martial Soul theory for decades. Perhaps I am qualified to guide you!"

He tried to use his title as a "theoretical Grandmaster" to attract Tang San, while subtly suggesting that Fu Shiyan might possess only strength, without any theoretical foundation.

However, it would have been better if he had said nothing. The moment those words left his mouth, the suppressed fury in Tang San's eyes nearly erupted!

Theoretical knowledge? Guidance?

It was precisely your damned theories that nearly destroyed me!

The image of his father near death in the simulation flashed through Tang San's mind again, making his breathing quicken.

Fu Shiyan chuckled when he saw this. At last, he set Tang San down and let him stand steadily, then slowly turned to Yu Xiaogang with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Oh? Theoretical knowledge?

May I ask what insights this... Grandmaster has regarding a Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass?

For instance, if a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power were choosing his first few Spirit Rings, what would be the best choices?"

Yu Xiaogang perked up, thinking Fu Shiyan was testing him. He immediately straightened his back and brought out his "famous" theory.

"Blue Silver Grass is a useless Martial Soul. Though there are exceptional cases, it is weak by nature.

Its core advantage lies in control!

Therefore, its early Spirit Rings should focus on toughness, Entanglement, and added poison!

Only by obtaining Spirit Rings from Soul Beasts such as Ghost Vine and Datura Snake can one maximize its control effects and make up for its innate shortcomings!"

His words rang out with conviction, as though they were undeniable truth.

Yet the instant he finished speaking, Fu Shiyan let out an utterly undisguised sneer. "Utter nonsense!"

"You!" Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red with anger.

Fu Shiyan no longer looked at him and instead lowered his head to ask Tang San:

"Kid, what do you think? If you followed his advice and took this path of poison and control, what would your Blue Silver Grass eventually become?"

The Blue Silver Grass from the simulation immediately came to Tang San's mind—eroded by poison and unable to awaken its royal bloodline. He took a deep breath and declared loudly:

"If I followed that method, Blue Silver Grass would lose the vitality and purity it was meant to possess!

Perhaps poison would grant some temporary advantage in the early stages, but it would be no different from drinking poison to quench thirst and severing one's own foundation! It is absolutely not the proper path!"

As soon as those words were spoken, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have been struck by lightning. His body swayed, and his face instantly turned pale.

The theory he had been so proud of had been criticized so harshly by a six-year-old child!

A glint of approval flashed through Fu Shiyan's eyes. It seemed this kid had truly taken to heart everything he had said in the simulation.

"Well said!"

He patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Blue Silver Grass may appear weak, but it is actually one of the Martial Souls with the most vigorous life force!

Its path is to control life and evolve into countless forms! How could some petty path of poison and control compare?"

Fu Shiyan looked at Tang San before him, whose gaze burned with passion. The boy possessed outstanding talent and seemed to share his ideals. Then he thought of the endless stream of Faith Points...

He rubbed his chin. Although he was still somewhat intimidated by the idea of teaching a disciple, he put on a sufficiently dignified front.

"Hmm... considering that you have sharp senses, a fairly pure heart, and considerable insight into my Blue Silver Path..." Fu Shiyan deliberately dragged out his words.

Tang San's heart rose to his throat.

"...Very well." Fu Shiyan finally relented, a profound smile appearing on his face.

"I shall make an exception and accept you as a registered disciple. Whether you can become my official successor in the future will depend on your comprehension and character."

"Disciple Tang San greets Master!"

"One day as my master, a lifetime as my father."

"From this day onward, Tang San will respect Master just as I respect my father!"

Overjoyed, Tang San did not hesitate to bow deeply once more.

At the side, Yu Xiaogang watched this master and disciple pair "play off each other," reducing the work of his entire life to nothing. He felt his blood surge, his vision darken, and all his schemes and dignity vanish without a trace.

He knew that his plan had failed completely—and failed in the most humiliating way possible.