Tang San: Getting Stronger Isn't Just a Matter of Having Hands?

However, Yun Feng did not dwell on it. After hurriedly getting up and washing, he saw a table full of food, with Jack sitting beside it and looking at him.

"You're up. Come eat something."

Looking at this ordinary daily scene, Yun Feng smiled faintly and nodded.

"Got it, Grandpa."

Halfway through the meal, Yun Feng suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa, do you have any advice about Spirit Masters?"

Jack froze when he heard his grandson's question. He had never expected Yun Feng to ask something like that. He was not a Spirit Master and did not know much about such matters, but seeing the expectant look in his eyes, he still smiled and said:

"Xiao Feng, Grandpa isn't a Spirit Master, so I don't know much about this. I don't want my words now to hold you back in the future. Once a person takes the wrong road, changing course takes even more time. So all Grandpa can say is: stay true to your heart."

Upon hearing that, Yun Feng stared at the old man before him, somewhat stunned.

"Stay true to my heart?"

Yun Feng nodded.

"I understand, Grandpa."

However, although he had received advice, Yun Feng noticed that nothing had changed in his sea of consciousness.

Could it be that the advice did not count?

Yun Feng could not quite figure it out.

But to make sure his understanding was not wrong, Yun Feng asked many more questions, yet received no further advice.

[Kind reminder: advice provided by a passerby can only be obtained once. Important characters can provide advice without limit.]

Yun Feng twitched his lips. After quickly finishing his meal, he said directly to Jack:

"Grandpa, I'm going to find Tang San. Isn't he going to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy with me? I'll go talk with him!"

Jack was delighted to hear this from his grandson and nodded repeatedly. In his eyes, only his grandson and Tang San possessed Soul Power in Holy Soul Village, and both were precocious and sensible.

If Yun Feng could befriend Tang San, he would have someone to look out for him at the academy in the future.

"Go on, go on. Oh, take this for Little San to eat!"

As he spoke, Jack took a corn bun from a plate on the table and had Yun Feng bring it over.

Yun Feng accepted it with a smile, then left the house and headed toward the quietest part of the village.

When he arrived at Tang San's door and saw it tightly shut, Yun Feng immediately knew that Tang San was probably not home. Without thinking much about it, he turned and headed up the mountain.

Looking at the thin little figure sitting cross-legged atop the hill, Yun Feng was briefly dazed. To be honest, he wanted the Mysterious Heaven Skill too. When he had first arrived in this world, he had looked for opportunities, but Tang San had always brushed him off.

Later, Yun Feng gradually let go of that idea.

After all, it was Tang San's foundation. If he had it himself, he would not casually pass it on to others either, much less to a child.

Though he understood, he still felt somewhat disappointed.

But Yun Feng no longer had such thoughts now.

With a system by his side, it was no different from being draped in the imperial yellow robe.

Thus, Yun Feng had nothing to envy.

As for everything he had seen in his previous life, Yun Feng did not intend to comment much on it. You cross your single-plank bridge, and I will walk my broad highway.

Though they said that when fellow townsmen met, tears filled their eyes.

How could a modern soul and an ancient soul possibly spark anything between them?

Besides, it was hard to say whether they were even from the same world.

It would already be fortunate if neither stabbed the other in the back.

So, aside from those first few years, Yun Feng had barely interacted with Tang San.

The purple light in Tang San's eyes had already faded. After slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, he noticed Yun Feng's arrival as well.

His brows furrowed slightly. Though puzzled, he still smiled and said to Yun Feng:

"Yun Feng, what are you doing up the mountain so early?"

"I told you before, you can't learn my things. It's not that I don't want to teach you!"

Hearing Tang San's words, Yun Feng felt helpless inside, but he did not show it. He merely looked at Tang San, put on the appearance of a child, and said coolly:

"Tang San, my grandpa told me to bring you a corn bun. He was afraid you didn't have anything to eat."

It was not that Yun Feng wanted to act like a child. After all, it was somewhat embarrassing for him.

But after gaining the system's blessing, many ideas had flashed through Yun Feng's mind.

If he wanted to obtain advice, being a child was certainly the most suitable approach.

After all, who had not been coaxed by adults as a child?

Eat more and you'll grow taller. As long as you finish your homework, ** will buy it for you.

There were countless things like that.

That was why Yun Feng did not act like an adult. Besides, he was only six years old now, so speaking this way was still believable.

Sure enough, when Tang San saw Yun Feng's smug expression, he found it amusing, and more than half of his wariness disappeared.

Tang San did not know how long Yun Feng had been up here or whether he had been waiting nearby all along. He had thought Yun Feng had come to secretly learn his Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Tang San was extremely wary of that. After all, he himself had stolen the Tang Sect's secret techniques in much the same way back then.

What if Yun Feng, like him in his previous life, was also a genius?

But looking at Yun Feng now, Tang San merely regarded him as a rather good-looking child.

"Then thank Grandpa Jack for me."

At that moment, Tang San's stomach obligingly growled twice.

Without thinking much about it, he took the corn bun Yun Feng handed over and began eating.

After Tang San finished eating and wanted to go down the mountain, he saw Yun Feng still following beside him and asked in confusion:

"Yun Feng, why haven't you gone back yet? Why are you following me?"

Yun Feng smiled inwardly. Of course I'm here to fleece you.

But Yun Feng had no intention of saying that aloud. He merely looked at Tang San coolly and said directly:

"Tang San, I want to learn how you got stronger. You also have Blue Silver Grass as your Martial Soul, yet you have Innate Full Soul Power. You must have a special method. Can you teach me?"

Tang San was startled inwardly. He had not expected the child before him to be so perceptive, but teaching the Mysterious Heaven Skill was impossible.

He could only brush him off.

"Yun Feng, didn't I already tell you? You can't learn it!"

After saying that, Tang San wanted to leave, but Yun Feng directly grabbed his sleeve.

He looked at Tang San with tear-filled eyes.

"Tang San, I only have Rank One Innate Soul Power. I want to become stronger."

"So can you help me?"

Looking at Yun Feng, Tang San's eyes clearly showed a trace of impatience.

Still, unwilling to invite trouble, he took a deep breath and said directly:

"I can, I suppose. Getting stronger isn't just a matter of having hands? Let me tell you, as long as you sleep early, wake early, and drink more hot water, your Innate Soul Power will increase. It's very simple!"