"But..."
Xue Bingchen looked at six-year-old Tang San in the distance, who was still enduring the gatekeeper's insults while quietly reaching for his Sleeve Arrow. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Tang San has only just left Holy Soul Village. He's still nothing more than a blank sheet of paper with a slightly dark side, and he hasn't taken Yu Xiaogang as his master yet. That means... he can still be saved!"
Tang San was an extremely hypocritical person with an overwhelming need for control.
If one wanted to change him, ordinary lectures would be utterly useless.
There had to be someone whose strength completely crushed his, whose talent completely crushed his, and whose intelligence and methods could keep him firmly under control. That person would have to forcefully enter his life with an utterly domineering attitude and guide him, or rather...
"Train" him!
On that point, Xue Bingchen had ten thousand percent confidence!
He was not some useless trash like Yu Xiaogang, a Rank 29 Soul Grandmaster who was nearly fifty and still lived off women and disciples!
In the original story, Yu Xiaogang could still barely suppress Tang San in the early stages while Tang San was young and ignorant, relying on those plagiarized theories to put on the airs of a strict master.
But later, as Tang San grew stronger and gradually embraced Shrek's selfish ideals, what became of Yu Xiaogang?
Everyone had seen it.
Xue Bingchen could practically picture the absurd scene that netizens from his previous life had mocked so fiercely:
One day in the future.
Yu Xiaogang grabbed Tang San's hand with a fawning smile on his face:
"Little San! You've become a god? Wonderful! You're the Sea God and the Asura God King! I heard gods can bring their relatives with them when ascending to the God Realm? Quick! Take your master with you! I don't ask for much. I don't need to be some first-class or second-class god. Just arrange a divine official position for me so I can live forever!"
And that "pure and spotless God King Tang," already thoroughly corrupted yet full of lofty moral principles, would fling Yu Xiaogang's hand away with a righteous expression and sternly rebuke him:
"Outrageous! Xiaogang! Are you teaching me how to do things?!"
"You already relied on the Immortal Herb, the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, which I painstakingly found for you, to break through the useless barrier of Rank 30. Are you still not satisfied? One should know contentment and be happy!"
"Besides, the God Realm has strict rules, and divine positions are limited! Even the position of divine official cannot be promised at will. Even if I am a God King, I absolutely cannot bend the rules for personal gain or make an exception for you! Rules are rules!"
If the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma had a spirit, it would probably have cried itself unconscious in a toilet: So this Immortal Herb had really been fed to a dog back then!
And ten thousand years later, in the era of Douluo Dalu II, if Huo Gua, the son-in-law Tang San had tormented half to death, heard those words nearby, he would probably roll his eyes on the spot and curse inwardly:
"Can't make an exception? Bullshit! Why do I feel like the laws of Douluo Continent and the God Realm are your Tang family's private backyard? You can knead them however you please?!"
"No. I absolutely cannot let something so disgusting happen!"
Xue Bingchen hardened his resolve in secret. The smile vanished completely from his face, replaced by an unquestionable dominance.
"I'm taking in Tang San, this chosen son of destiny, today! If he truly can't be trained, then before he grows up, I'll just slap him to death and eliminate all future trouble!"
At this moment, beneath the gates of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, undercurrents were surging.
Aside from Tang San and Old Jack, who were still entangled with the gatekeeper, a middle-aged man with a crew cut had long been crouching behind a large tree inside the academy gates. His hands were clasped behind his back as he put on an air of unfathomable depth.
It was Yu Xiaogang!
Heaven knew how ecstatic and excited Yu Xiaogang had been when he learned through his meager network of connections that among this year's new students was a child named "Tang San" from the remote Holy Soul Village!
The reason was simple: the awakening certificate issued by Spirit Hall clearly stated:
Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass;
Soul Power: Innate Full Soul Power!
"Blue Silver Grass? Innate Full Soul Power? Hahaha, this is utterly ridiculous!"
Yu Xiaogang hid behind the tree, so excited that even his hands trembled slightly.
If the Spirit Hall deacon responsible for the awakening had not been blind and the information on the certificate was not mistaken, then it could only mean one thing!
Blue Silver Grass, a Martial Soul universally recognized by the Soul Master world across the continent as standard trash, was absolutely, absolutely incapable of possessing Innate Full Soul Power!
That defied the most basic common sense of the Soul Master world!
Then there was only one explanation—this child named Tang San must be hiding another exceptionally powerful Martial Soul within his body, one powerful enough to support Innate Full Soul Power!
"Twin Martial Souls! These are Twin Martial Souls, something seen only once in a century!"
Yu Xiaogang's breathing became rapid.
Such an unparalleled genius had, by sheer coincidence, appeared in a godforsaken place like Holy Soul Village, and he was now coming to study at Notting Academy, where Yu Xiaogang was staying!
What did that mean?
Didn't it mean that Heaven had seen how miserable Yu Xiaogang's life had been for most of his years and specially prepared a tool for him to turn his life around...
No, it had specially prepared a fine disciple for him?!
Yu Xiaogang had absolute confidence that as long as he could take Tang San as his disciple, he would certainly teach Tang San into the continent's greatest powerhouse!
As for why he himself was nearly fifty and still only a mere Rank 29 Soul Grandmaster?
"Hmph, that is entirely because my Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, underwent a malignant mutation. It is Heaven's unfairness toward me! It is a flaw in my Martial Soul, and has absolutely nothing to do with my, Yu Xiaogang's, talent or hard work!"
Yu Xiaogang comforted himself with perfect conviction.
"Though my Soul Power is low, I am the First Sage of the Continent! My Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul is a masterpiece for the ages! Wherever I go, wouldn't people respectfully call me 'Grandmaster'?"
Of course, Yu Xiaogang conveniently ignored one fact:
He only ever went to places where people were willing to call him "Grandmaster."
As for those who mocked him, he dismissed them all as jealous of his talent.
With that thought, Yu Xiaogang adjusted his collar and assumed the bearing of a reclusive master before preparing to step forward at once.
He would descend like a savior at the moment Tang San was most helpless after being bullied by that snobbish gatekeeper, loudly rebuke the man, then naturally display his "vast knowledge" and guide Tang San into bowing and becoming his disciple!
He had already written the script in his head!
However, before Yu Xiaogang could take a single step, Tang San's monstrous ability far exceeded his expectations!
The seemingly frail six-year-old boy did not retreat in the face of the gatekeeper's shoving. Instead, he advanced.
With a shift of his feet, his body flashed like a ghost. With only a light push, the adult gatekeeper was sent sprawling face-first onto the ground, unable to get back up for a long while!
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