"You're deliberately reopening the teacher's old wounds!"
"But remember, once the arrow leaves the bow, there's no turning back."
"How many people in this world are as talented as our teacher?"
"If you give up this chance to become his disciple, and later hit a bottleneck in your cultivation..."
"When that time comes, if you try to seek him out and become his disciple, there may no longer be a place for you at his side."
Tang San spoke with righteous conviction.
Clearly,
he had already come to see Yu Xiaogang as a figure like his own father, Tang Hao.
Just then,
Tang San's words instantly brought Yu Xiaogang to his senses.
That was right!
Su Yun was only six years old.
What could he possibly understand about cultivating Martial Souls?
What was more, he possessed Twin Martial Souls.
The difficulty of cultivating Twin Martial Souls and choosing a path for their development was more than ten times greater than for a Soul Master with only one Martial Soul!
Could relying on himself alone, or seeking advice from others with only a shallow understanding of Martial Soul research, really benefit his cultivation?
Could those people possibly have research accomplishments as profound as his, the man whose theories were unmatched?
Heh.
He was still too young, and didn't know his place.
So be it.
Since you don't want to become my disciple, I won't force you.
But when the gap between you and Tang San grows wider and wider, I hope you won't regret the decision you made today.
"Alright, Xiao San. That's enough. Let's go."
Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder.
As Tang San turned to look at him, he said softly,
"Everyone has their own path. There's no need for you to say anything more."
As he spoke,
Yu Xiaogang looked at Su Yun again, a hint of regret still in his eyes.
"Student Su Yun, since you don't intend to accept my invitation and plan to cultivate your Twin Martial Souls on your own, I won't stop you."
"I can only advise you to be careful."
"Don't waste the excellent talent you've been blessed with."
Standing across from the two of them, Su Yun listened to the teacher and disciple.
He was completely dumbfounded.
No wonder the two of you could become teacher and disciple. You're both textbook cases of brains that never developed properly.
One blindly believed his theories could never be wrong, while the other had started out by fawning over him and calling him "father," desperately defending his master.
Su Yun didn't even know what to say.
But if he didn't speak up, he'd feel worse.
He might as well say it.
There was no need to say much about Tang San.
He was a typical believer in old-fashioned thinking.
It was as if everything your father said had to be right, and everything anyone else said had to be wrong.
If Yu Xiaogang claimed I had ten Martial Souls,
Tang San would probably scurry over to light Yu Xiaogang's cigarette, then add, "As expected of the Grandmaster, whose theories are unmatched."
And then there was you, Yu Xiaogang.
You're a Soul Grandmaster at level 29.
I'd wager many of your published Martial Soul theories came from resources provided by Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
And your Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls have never even been fully proven.
What gives you the right to call yourself a Grandmaster?
And ever since you left Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, you haven't trained a single outstanding Soul Master.
What makes you think you can bring out the strengths of someone else's Martial Soul?
Su Yun remembered it all too clearly.
In the original story, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had nearly been ruined by Yu Xiaogang.
Of course, Tang San's preference for poison played a part in that, too.
You could say the two of them were equally brain-dead.
A fifty-fifty split.
If not for the Immortal Herbs later on and the awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, Su Yun would have been crossing himself over Tang San's chest and chanting, "Amitabha."
Just think.
A man who could barely even train someone with a single Martial Soul properly
was now claiming he could train someone with Twin Martial Souls!
Where did he get the nerve and confidence to claim he could guide someone else?
So, with Su Yun feeling a little annoyed, just as Yu Xiaogang turned with Tang San and was about to head toward the Academic Affairs Office, he suddenly called out,
"Grandmaster."
Yu Xiaogang's face brightened at his words.
He thought Su Yun had realized his mistake and wanted to become his disciple.
Heh.
It's not too late to admit you were wrong.
If you wait until I've trained Tang San, then come back, I really will have no time to correct your mistakes, just like Tang San said.
Yu Xiaogang turned around, his expression as calm as still water, and said coolly,
"What is it?"
He still had to maintain his dignity.
He had to teach this little fellow a lesson.
Make him understand what it meant to respect his teacher.
Su Yun looked at Yu Xiaogang. Though he was small, his gaze was serious.
He suddenly asked,
"Do you have Twin Martial Souls?"
"Hm?"
Yu Xiaogang furrowed his brows.
What kind of question was that?
Still, he answered honestly,
"No. I already explained the situation with Twin Martial Souls."
"Before you and Xiao San appeared, there were only two people on the entire continent who possessed them."
Su Yun nodded slightly and asked,
"Then have you ever trained an outstanding Soul Master?"
At that, Yu Xiaogang's expression shifted.
After a long silence, he finally replied haltingly,
"Uh... no, I haven't."
After all these years, he hadn't had a single student he could proudly present.
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