Tang San: My 'Master' Cares Too Much!

"Gulp..."

Tang San knelt on the ground, looking up at Xue Bingchen, who appeared like a god descended to the mortal realm. Watching those rings of light radiating terrifying pressure—especially that blinding, hundred-thousand-year red soul ring—he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"So... so shocking! Such powerful oppression!"

Tang San's heart hammered wildly; in both his past and present lives, he had never witnessed such terrifying power!

Was this truly the master he had chosen to acknowledge?

This was nothing short of a deity walking the earth!

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang had completely collapsed.

His legs went weak, his entire body trembling like a sieve as he pointed at the sixth soul ring on Xue Bingchen, his voice raspy and unrecognizable:

"A... a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?! That's impossible! This is absolutely impossible! It's an illusion! You must be using some kind of trick to deceive me!"

Yu Xiaogang instinctively wanted to refute it frantically, because everything before his eyes had completely shattered his prideful "Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls"!

According to his theories, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was something only a Title Douluo who had reached level ninety or above could barely attempt to absorb!

For an ordinary person, let alone absorbing it, even just getting close would result in being blown to pieces by that terrifying energy!

But what about this young man before him?

His first soul ring was a thousand-year purple, defying all common sense!

His third soul ring had jumped straight to the ten-thousand-year black!

And now, his sixth soul ring... it was actually, goddammit, a hundred-thousand-year red!

This was too exaggerated!

It was like taking the iron laws of the soul master world and grinding them into the dirt!

"How on earth did he manage not to explode?! This isn't scientific! The files of Martial Soul Hall never mentioned anything so absurd!"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if his brain were about to explode; his prideful theoretical system had been blasted into nothingness by Xue Bingchen in the most simple and brutal way possible!

Watching Yu Xiaogang's bewildered expression—looking as if he had lost his entire world—Tang San felt an unprecedented sense of relief and ecstasy.

Setting aside all so-called theories and backgrounds, one only had to look at the contrast in raw strength.

On one side, a Soul Grand Master who couldn't even break through level thirty, whose martial soul was a pig, and who only knew how to spout nonsense.

On the other, a six-ring Soul Emperor with six terrifying soul rings, a martial soul like a celestial being, and unfathomable strength!

Did he even need to choose?!

As long as one wasn't brain-dead, anyone would know how to choose!

"Master is divine! Disciple Tang San is thrice blessed to be accepted into your tutelage!"

Tang San was trembling with excitement; he straightened his body abruptly and kowtowed heavily to Xue Bingchen once more!

This "Master" was called out with complete willingness and absolute devotion!

Hearing the loud thud of Tang San's kowtow, Yu Xiaogang felt a sharp pang in his heart, as if something extremely important had been torn away from him forever.

He knew that today, he had not only lost all his face but had also permanently lost this genius disciple with Twin Martial Souls.

"Fine! Fine! Fine!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Tang San in a fit of rage, gritting his teeth as he spat out a final threat:

"Tang San! You are blind! Since you chose not to take me as your master today and instead picked this fellow of unknown origin, one day, you will regret it!"

After delivering this hollow threat, Yu Xiaogang turned abruptly, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. Putting on a facade of "everyone is drunk while I alone am sober" and "I shall not lower myself to the level of commoners," he walked with stiff, hurried steps, slinking away through the gates of Notting Academy.

His retreating figure looked every bit like a stray dog.

However, the moment he turned away, a sense of extreme unease surged in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He had a premonition that his lifelong dream of breaking through level thirty seemed to have drifted even further away.

"Is it because I missed out on Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang screamed internally:

"No! I, Yu Xiaogang, will never admit defeat! I swear, I will search the entire continent to find a disciple even more outstanding and monstrous than Tang San! I will pour all my theories into him and cultivate him into a peerless powerhouse! And then, I will make him destroy Tang San at any cost! Destroy this white-haired bastard who insulted me!"

Carrying his overflowing resentment and unwillingness, Yu Xiaogang vanished from everyone's sight.

On the other side.

After Yu Xiaogang had fled like a clown, Xue Bingchen retracted his terrifying martial soul and soul rings.

He looked at Tang San, who was still kneeling on the ground, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Very well, Little San, get up."

As Xue Bingchen spoke, he reached into his storage soul tool and pulled out a ring with an archaic design, inlaid with a deep blue gemstone.

He handed the ring to Tang San, his tone gentle:

"As your master, I haven't prepared any proper gift for our first meeting."

"Take this storage Soul Tool ring as a little trinket."

"I noticed you seem to hide some ingenious mechanisms in your sleeves; the storage space in this ring should be quite suitable for you to keep those things."

Having said this, Xue Bingchen paused before adding:

"Oh, that's right, there are also some Gold Soul Coins inside the ring.

Since you are new to Notting City, if you see anything you want to buy or need to acquire cultivation resources, just go ahead and spend them. It should be enough for you to splurge for a while; there is no need to save money for your master."

In truth, this ring and the Gold Soul Coins within were all things Xue Bingchen had casually acquired while traveling south from the Far North.

With his terrifying combat power, which far exceeded that of an ordinary Soul Emperor, he had encountered several wealthy merchants being robbed by wolf bandits or Soul Masters along the way.

After he righteously stepped in to resolve those troubles, those merchants, in order to save their lives and befriend a powerhouse, naturally offered up large sums of money in gratitude.

Altogether, there were roughly six or seven hundred Gold Soul Coins in the ring.

To Xue Bingchen, this was merely a drop in the ocean, but to a country boy from a humble background, it was absolutely an astronomical figure!

He had also specifically chosen this ring-shaped storage Soul Tool because he knew that Tang San was a fanatic for hidden weapons; such a highly discreet ring was perfect for him to store and access his hidden weapons at any time.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up instantly!

As if receiving a precious treasure, he reached out with both hands and respectfully took the sapphire ring from Xue Bingchen's hand.

Following the internal cultivation method taught by the Tang Sect in his previous life, Tang San probed a trace of his extremely faint Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy into the ring.

The next second!

Tang San was completely stunned!

He discovered that inside this unassuming little ring, there was actually a massive storage space of fifty cubic meters!

This was practically a mobile arsenal tailor-made for him!

Moreover, what shocked him most was the small pile of glittering gold coins stacked in the corner of the space!