Late at night.
Tang San's footsteps were especially heavy.
Having just finished reviewing the battle, he avoided the others and headed straight for the small courtyard where Yu Xiaogang lived alone.
Ever since learning in the dream that his nominal teacher was the young clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the contempt he had once felt for this "theory master" had gradually turned into admiration.
"Teacher."
Tang San lightly knocked on the wooden door. There was less distance in his voice than before, replaced by genuine respect.
The wooden door creaked open. Yu Xiaogang's cloudy eyes lit up when he saw Tang San, and he beckoned.
"It's Xiaosan. Come in."
After sitting down, Tang San skipped any pleasantries and directly gathered his Soul Power between his brows. A vast surge of Soul Power instantly swept through the small courtyard.
"Teacher, I absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Wisdom Skull. My Soul Power has already broken through level forty-five."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang abruptly rose to his feet. His thick fingers trembled as they reached toward Tang San's forehead. Feeling the dormant power of the soul bone, an unimaginable ecstasy burst from his eyes.
"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone! And a wisdom-type one at that! Xiaosan, do you know what this means? Your spiritual power will far surpass Soul Masters of the same rank. Your future achievements will be limitless!"
Tang San nodded, a trace of complication flashing through his eyes.
"The origin of this soul bone is rather absurd. I hope Teacher can keep it secret for me."
"Of course!" Yu Xiaogang nodded heavily, his tone solemn. "This is your trump card. It must never be exposed lightly. Do you plan to compete in the next match against Blazing Academy?"
A confident curve rose at the corner of