Herb Transcript

There was no need to worry about the Gold Soul Coin stipend, either. According to the original story, Tang San and Xiao Wu had both become One-Ring Soul Masters by now.

When they came to challenge him, he could wager their monthly Gold Soul Coin stipends. If he won, he would get both of them.

As Ye Chen pondered this, he had already returned to Dorm Seven. The moment he stepped inside, Wang Sheng and the other roommates rushed over, all eager to ask about his First Soul Ring.

Ye Chen didn't volunteer how old his First Soul Ring was or the details of his First Soul Skill. He only said he had obtained the ring from a Blazing Bird, and that his First Soul Skill was a fire-attribute ability.

Watching Wang Sheng and the others crowd around Ye Chen at the dormitory entrance, a trace of coldness flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Ever since he learned that Ye Chen had not only defeated his teacher but had also refused to take him as a master, even disparaging him as a man without real ability, Tang San's attitude toward Ye Chen had changed drastically.

If someone else had said those things, he wouldn't have believed them. But the person who had told him was his teacher himself. As the saying went, "A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime." Ye Chen's disrespect toward his teacher was disrespect toward his father!

Thinking of how he had lost to Ye Chen three times in a row, Tang San clenched his fist in frustration. Now, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had gained the First Soul Skill Blue Silver Bind, and his Mysterious Heaven Skill had broken through to the second level, greatly increasing his strength.

Over the past two months, he had also combined the paralyzing poison carried by Blue Silver Bind with Tang Sect Hidden Weapons and learned a move called "Blue Silver Hidden Weapon."

The time had come to challenge Ye Chen and wipe away his humiliation!

If he won this match, he would not only restore his confidence but also help his teacher reclaim his dignity.

With that thought, Tang San climbed down from his bed and said sternly, "Ye Chen, I heard you beat my teacher in a match. Is that true?"

At those words, Ye Chen stopped chatting with Wang Sheng and the others. He looked toward Tang San as he approached, his expression calm, though inside he was delighted.

From the look of him, Tang San was clearly itching to challenge him.

This was the perfect chance to steer him into wagering his knowledge of herbs.

If Tang San refused, at least Ye Chen could get him to wager his Gold Soul Coin stipend.

Once the thought had crossed his mind, Ye Chen watched Tang San walk up to him and deliberately provoked him. "It's true. I beat your teacher, and I beat you, too—three times."

At that, Wang Sheng and the others seemed to have heard an earth-shattering secret. They all turned to look at Tang San, unable to believe that Ye Chen and Tang San had fought three times.

And Tang San had lost all three?

When had that happened?

Under Wang Sheng and the others' puzzled gazes, Tang San held back his frustration without letting it show. But his voice turned noticeably colder as he asked again, "Ye Chen, I also heard you insulted my teacher, saying he had no real ability. Is that right?"

Ye Chen nodded and provoked him again. "That's right. Your teacher really has no real ability. That's why I refused to take him as my master. Tang San, I didn't expect Grandmaster to tell you all that. I thought he'd be too embarrassed to bring it up."

Tang San could no longer hold back. His eyes turned hostile, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "Fine, Ye Chen. I want to have another match with you."

"You were there when I absorbed my Soul Ring. You should know that my First Soul Ring is the fruit of my teacher's theories and wisdom. If I beat you, that will prove he truly has real ability, and you'll have to apologize to him!"

"Sure. But I shouldn't be the only one taking a risk, should I?" Ye Chen said seriously. "If I beat you, what will you do?"

"What do you want me to do?" Tang San asked.

"Your teacher was poisoned by a Datura Snake before. I saw how skillfully you treated the poison, and you know a great deal about herbs."

Ye Chen pretended to think for a moment, then suggested, "I'd like to learn your skill with poison, so why don't we make a wager? Tang San, if you beat me, I'll kneel and apologize to your teacher. But if I beat you, you'll teach me your skill with poison. How does that sound?"

Tang San shook his head without hesitation. "No. I can't wager my skill with poison."

"Then wager your knowledge of herbs," Ye Chen declared. "If you won't even wager that, don't challenge me again. I won't apologize to your teacher, either, because I wasn't wrong. Your teacher really does have no real ability."

Hearing this, Tang San didn't refuse outright as he had before. Instead, he fell into thought.

The reason he had refused to wager his skill with poison was that it came from the Tang Sect's poison arts, which, according to Tang Sect rules, could not be taught to outsiders.

How could he possibly break the Tang Sect's rules?

But knowledge of herbs wasn't exclusive to the Tang Sect, so wagering it wouldn't be much of a problem.

Still, he had brought that knowledge with him from the Tang Sect. The thought of teaching it to an outsider...

Just as Tang San was feeling troubled, Xiao Wu suddenly returned from outside. Seeing everyone gathered around the dormitory entrance, she seemed to have spotted something fun and came bouncing over, asking curiously, "What are you all doing? Don't tell me you're about to duel!"

Everyone turned toward the voice and realized it was Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu's gaze swept over Wang Sheng and the other roommates, then she looked at Ye Chen and Tang San in turn. Blinking her big eyes, she asked, "You two aren't about to duel, are you?"

Looking back at Xiao Wu, Tang San was about to reply when Ye Chen spoke first. "That's right. Tang San just asked to spar with me. Xiao Wu, you wanted to spar with me before, too, didn't you? Have you obtained your First Soul Ring?"

"Of course. I'm going to be Sister Xiao Wu, so how could I go without a Soul Ring?"

As she spoke, a Yellow Soul Ring slowly rose beneath her feet. Once her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul possessed her, the rabbit-ear hairpin on her head became a pair of real rabbit ears. Her big red eyes blinked, and with a seductive glance, she looked not only cute but also alluringly strange.

After watching Xiao Wu's Martial Soul Possession from start to finish, Wang Sheng and the others were dumbfounded. Even Tang San, who had lived two lifetimes, couldn't help staring. After a moment of silence, he recovered from his lapse.

In fact, Xiao Wu had obtained her First Soul Ring two months earlier, when the work-study students from Dorm Seven and the noble students led by Xiao Chenyu had fought in the hills behind the academy. She had also shown off her First Soul Skill, Waist Bow, and used her prized martial art, the Explosive Eight-Stage Throw.

So Tang San knew Xiao Wu was nothing like as harmless as she looked. If anyone angered her, they would end up like the noble student who had taken the Explosive Eight-Stage Throw and couldn't get up for three days.

"Ye Chen, now that you're back, you must have your First Soul Ring, too, right? Don't rush to spar with Tang San. Let's fight first."

Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, full of confidence. "You beat me last time. Let's see how I deal with you this time!"

Seeing Xiao Wu so eager to fight, Ye Chen's eyes lit up. "How about this? I'm in a hurry to get back to cultivation. Tang San, Xiao Wu, since you both want to spar with me, why don't you come at me together? I'll take you both on."

As he spoke, Ye Chen looked at Tang San and said seriously, "Tang San, with Xiao Wu fighting alongside you, your odds are excellent. If you still won't agree to the wager, then don't challenge me again."

Tang San couldn't help pausing in surprise. He was already confident he could beat Ye Chen on his own.

With Xiao Wu fighting alongside him, she could deal with the Torchic.

He would only need to focus on Ye Chen, which would give them excellent odds. It was hardly an exaggeration to say victory was assured!

But Ye Chen was more level-headed than others his age, not the sort to act on impulse. If he had proposed this, he and the Torchic must be confident they could face both Tang San and Xiao Wu at once.

Could his training in the Soul Hunting Forest over the past two months really have made him that strong?

Regardless, this was a perfect opportunity to wipe away his humiliation. Ye Chen was arrogant enough to think that he and the Torchic could beat Tang San and Xiao Wu working together, so Tang San would crush that confidence!

With that thought, a resolute glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. "Fine, Ye Chen. I agree. If I win, you have to kneel and apologize to my teacher."

"No problem," Ye Chen said readily. "But if you lose, you have to write down your knowledge of herbs in a complete herb transcript and give it to me."