Who Contributed the Most to Tang San? Of Course, It's Me, Yu Xiaogang!

"Teacher, I, I didn't!"

Tang San was truly speechless to the extreme. If he had been accused earlier of stealing his cultivation techniques, he would have known to prepare an excuse in advance.

But now, how could he possibly know what would happen in the future?

Tang San was incredibly nervous, constantly trying to explain himself:

"I wouldn't do that. How could I possibly ignore Old Jack's life or death?"

"Old Jack has taken care of me since I was little, and I have always kept him in my heart. Teacher, you saw it yourself back at Notting Academy—you saw how close I was to Old Jack!"

"Could it be that I was just putting on an act in front of you back then? That's impossible!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but frown subconsciously.

He recalled that back at Notting Academy, when the old man was looked down upon by the guards, Tang San had even seemed ready to resort to violence.

It seemed that Tang San hadn't been that dismissive of Old Jack.

But the light screen wouldn't lie, so Yu Xiaogang questioned him: "If that is the case, how do you explain what the light screen says?"

"I don't know..." Tang San was extremely nervous, glancing around at his surroundings.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu was quick-witted and hurriedly spoke up:

"Master, the question on the light screen is only about whether San gave back, it didn't provide any other information!"

"I've met Old Jack; he is already very old."

"Perhaps in the future, Old Jack passed away while my brother was busy with other matters, so he simply didn't have the chance to repay him!"

"If that's the case, it fits the answer, and it doesn't mean my brother is a bad person."

"Don't you all agree?"

Xiao Wu looked at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Both girls had a good relationship with Xiao Wu, and upon hearing her words, they softened their attitudes slightly.

Ning Rongrong nodded and said: "What Xiao Wu says makes sense. Perhaps it wasn't that Tang San was unwilling to repay him, but that an accident occurred and he didn't have the time!"

"I think so too!" Zhu Zhuqing added: "Tang San was even willing to give us the immortal herbs; he isn't a selfish person."

"It must be that he didn't have the time!"

The group chimed in one after another, and this explanation seemed quite plausible.

Tang San nodded as well, feigning guilt: "Even if it was just a lack of time, it is still my fault."

"The tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease; the son wishes to serve, but his parents are gone..."

"Old Jack, I, Tang San, have failed you!"

"Now that I know, I will definitely return to Holy Soul Village early to repay you. I won't let us miss each other again!!"

Given the circumstances, combined with Tang San's sincere acting, Yu Xiaogang found it difficult to say anything more.

He sighed: "Perhaps it truly was just a lack of time..."

"San, it was this teacher who misunderstood you. How could I ever doubt your virtue of gratitude?"

"You are the most loyal and filial; you would surely give anything you have to honor your teacher and your father, right?"

Tang San was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, feeling that something was a bit off.

But to maintain his persona, he nodded: "If I have a bite to eat, I will certainly let Teacher have a taste!"

"Teacher, I, Tang San, stand tall between heaven and earth; I am definitely not the kind of villain who forgets a kindness!"

"Good, good disciple, good child..." Yu Xiaogang finally stroked Tang San's head with satisfaction.

The other academy students who were watching the scene touched their heads, feeling somewhat bewildered.

"Ah? Could it be that we were wrong again?"

"Damn, so this question had a trap. You have to pay attention to other information to answer correctly!"

"Exactly, I said it before—Tang San isn't that bad. Who was it that was cursing him?"

The students from the other academies immediately began to awkwardly make excuses to one another.

Yet, as Tang San listened to these words, his heart remained cold and indifferent. He muttered to himself:

'These people insulted me so viciously earlier; they all deserve to die!'

'As long as I can rise to power with the help of this quiz game, I will definitely take revenge on them!'

Having cleared another hurdle, he continued to stare at the light screen.

The light screen, just as before, gave a simple introduction to Old Jack but did not reveal any more critical information.

Because it had to prepare for future questions, leaking too much information would make it difficult to pose them.

Not far away, Song Ye watched Tang San's performance and found it laughable:

"Tang San, oh Tang San, your acting is not bad at all."

"What a pity that this Q&A game isn't limited to just a few questions; your true colors will be exposed sooner or later..."

Song Ye didn't even know if there would be a question later that could directly expose Tang San's identity as a transmigrator.

Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao watched the light screen. He didn't pay much attention, only frowning slightly:

"Sigh, I still thought too highly of Little San."

"I told myself, we are noble soul masters, why should we care about the lives of these commoners!"

"Next time, I must answer according to the logic of a normal soul master so that I can get it right!"

Holy Soul Village.

"What?"

Old Jack looked at the final answer, his entire being filled with astonishment:

"Little San, he didn't give me anything?"

"Although I, an old man, didn't expect him to bring me anything, it still makes one feel a bit cold..."

"Sigh, Little San, oh Little San, I took care of you for so long back then, have you forgotten about me already?"

"When you had diarrhea back then, your father didn't care about anything, and it was still me who brought you paper!"

Thinking of this, Old Jack shook his head helplessly.

He had lived for decades and had seen plenty of the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

But when it truly happened, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable, even a little regretful that he had cared for him so wholeheartedly back then...

Beneath the Life Lake.

Di Tian felt the wisp of Soul Power entering his body, which converted into the cultivation base of their soul beasts, roughly equivalent to 1 to 5 years of cultivation.

Di Tian sneered: "As expected, the Soul Power Level increase for humans is a reward that doesn't match us soul beasts."

"Moreover, saying it increases by one level isn't a fixed amount of energy; the difference between one level for a Titled Douluo and one level for an ordinary soul master is too vast."

"However, it's better than nothing..."

The other fierce beasts nodded, also absorbing it; indeed, for them, the increase in cultivation was minimal.

Silver Dragon King was slightly surprised: "This type of energy seems extremely pure and has some benefits for my injuries."

"It's a pity the volume is too small; if there were enough, it might help me recover quickly!"

Hearing this, Di Tian was immediately pleasantly surprised: "Hmm? My Lord, is this really true?"

"In that case, King of Ten Thousand Demons, you are the most cunning! Analyze more when answering questions in the future!"

"Strive to let my Lord recover a bit more!"

King of Ten Thousand Demons replied respectfully: "Yes, Beast God!"

Everyone, all the fierce beasts, continued to watch the light screen, waiting for the new question to appear.

Over in Martial Soul City, the matter regarding Tang San had come to a temporary end.

Most characters were still focused on the Q&A.

On the light screen, a new question appeared in due course:

[The Man Faced Demon Spider was an important provider of resources on Tang San's early growth path!]

[And Yu Xiaogang was Tang San's mentor, providing Tang San with cultivation plans!]

[Question: Regarding Tang San's growth throughout his life, whose contribution was greater, Yu Xiaogang or the Man Faced Demon Spider?]