This Little Gray Fur Only Cares About Second Place

Clear Sky Sect!

The many elders with white hair and beards all raised their eyes in unison, staring intently at the screen hanging in the sky, their breathing growing shallow.

Most of them did not recognize the name Tang San, and their faces were filled with inquisitive expressions.

But when they saw the Blue Silver Grass listed under the Martial Soul column, everyone's pupils contracted sharply, and a deep sense of shock flashed through their eyes.

Was this not the exact same Martial Soul as the wife of Tang Hao who had disappeared so many years ago?

In an instant, many of the sharp-witted elders exchanged knowing glances, firmly concluding that this Tang San must be Tang Hao's son.

Twin Martial Souls.

And he had surged all the way to the third position on the Genius Ranking in one go.

Once the rewards were implemented, each of his soul rings would be enhanced by a full eight thousand years!

Just how terrifying would such a Tang San be in the future?

The mere thought of it brought a suffocating sense of pressure crashing down upon them.

Undoubtedly, once Tang San grew into a Titled Douluo, his achievements would surely far surpass those of Tang Hao!

What's more, Tang San was currently only fourteen years old.

A fourteen-year-old Soul Ancestor powerhouse.

Even Tang Hao, who had been high-spirited in his youth and hailed as the once-in-a-century genius of the Clear Sky Sect, had not reached such heights at that age.

Sect Master Tang Xiao stood at the head of the Elder Hall, his tall, upright figure accentuated by his black robes. As he gazed at Tang San's image on the screen, a gratified smile slowly curled the corners of his lips.

For so many years, he had never truly held a grudge against his younger brother Tang Hao, even though the latter had brought shame upon the sect and forced it into seclusion.

Now, seeing Tang Hao's son be so outstanding, his heart was filled with genuine joy, sweeping away the gloom that had lingered for days.

He cleared his throat, his deep, resonant voice echoing through the silent Elder Hall. His gaze swept over the elders below, who wore various expressions, and he spoke in a low voice.

"The mistakes Tang Hao committed back then should not be borne by his child."

"Since nephew Tang San's talent is so extraordinary, I have decided to permit his return to the Clear Sky Sect. He shall acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan!"

"Does anyone among you have any objections?"

Among the elders of the Clear Sky Sect, there were indeed many who harbored resentment and lingering bitterness over Tang Hao's past actions, and hesitant expressions appeared on their faces.

However, the potential Tang San had displayed was simply too immense.

Even just the tip of the iceberg was enough to make them feel heart-palpitating and suffocated.

Just as several elders were still hesitating and weighing their options, stroking their beards in contemplation.

The information that exploded on the screen next left them dumbfounded and shaken to their cores, causing them to stand up from their seats in a rush!

[Tang San, Control-type Soul Master of the Shrek Academy team.]

[Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls.]

[Broke through to become a Soul Ancestor at fourteen; consumed three immortal herbs: Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Infernal Delicate Apricot, and Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.]

[Possesses the External Soul Bone Eight Spider Lances, has mastered Tang Sect absolute arts, and carries hidden weapons capable of killing Soul Saint powerhouses and injuring Titled Douluos!]

On the other side, within the Shrek Academy team, Tang San looked at the unreserved information on the screen. His face turned as gloomy as water, and a flash of annoyance and vigilance crossed his eyes.

As expected, this screen was truly omniscient.

His identity as a disciple of the Tang Sect, along with the hidden weapon techniques he relied upon for survival, had finally been exposed to the public.

The people of the Tang Sect were best at concealing their figures and using hidden weapons to launch surprise attacks, catching their opponents off guard.

But now that the screen had stripped away his trump cards, any future opponents would surely be on high alert and cautious at every turn.

In that case, how could he continue to succeed using hidden weapons?

However, after a second thought, Tang San exhaled slightly, his tense shoulders slowly relaxing.

The people on the Douluo Continent knew very little about the art of hidden weapons; one could even say they knew nothing at all.

They would likely mistake the Tang Sect's absolute arts for the lost secret techniques of the Clear Sky Sect.

And those old fogies of the Clear Sky Sect, seeing that Tang San possessed an External Soul Bone and had consumed three heaven-defying immortal herbs.

More importantly, he had achieved such dazzling results without ever having practiced the Clear Sky Absolute Art of the Clear Sky Sect.

If they could bring him back to the sect and teach him the Clear Sky absolute arts left behind by their ancestor Tang Chen.

Then Tang San would surely shake the continent in the future and spread the prestige of the Clear Sky Sect to the four corners of the world!

The sharp-witted elders instantly grasped the significance, and no longer daring to hesitate, they scrambled to voice their agreement.

Their faces were filled with eagerness, all hoping to keep such a promising talent as Tang San within the Clear Sky Sect.

And after Tang San's detailed information was exposed, the soul masters across the entire continent finally realized a key issue, coming to a sudden realization.

Tang San's soul power was clearly only level forty-one, yet he suppressed three Soul Kings and sat firmly in third place on the Genius Ranking.

This was not just because of his Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power.

It was inseparable from the key element that had appeared repeatedly on the list--immortal herbs!

Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar had each consumed only a single immortal herb, yet they had already secured the tenth, eighth, and ninth positions respectively.

Tang San, however, had consumed a full three immortal herbs.

Although the crowd did not know the specific miraculous effects of these immortal herbs, the mere sight of Tang San's current strength was enough to conclude that these herbs were undoubtedly heaven-defying treasures.

On the side of Martial Soul Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan watched the information on the screen regarding Tang San consuming three immortal herbs.

He was so envious his eyes turned red and his heart raced, his breathing becoming ragged as his peach-blossom eyes remained locked onto the screen.

He became increasingly convinced that Tang San and his group must still be hiding quite a few immortal herbs.

If he could find them, perhaps he could beg for a few from Tang San, or even seize them by force.

But the moment this thought surfaced, Chrysanthemum Douluo's body shuddered violently, his face instantly turning deathly pale as a deep sense of terror flashed through his eyes.

How could he fail to see the inextricable connection between Tang San and Tang Hao?

Especially that Blue Silver Grass martial soul—it was certain beyond a doubt that he was the son of Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor!

The scene from years ago, when he had been beaten to a pulp by a single hammer strike from Tang Hao, remained vivid in his mind, as fresh as if it had happened yesterday.

Even now, just hearing the name Tang Hao made his heart tremble and his soul quake with fear.

He wouldn't dare try to snatch Tang San's immortal herbs even if he were given a hundred times his current courage.

And as for trading? Given the importance Tang Hao placed on those herbs, how could he possibly give them up so easily?

"Has it finally reached third place?"

On the other side, the little gray-haired girl in the crowd seemed to switch from standby mode to active mode.

She suddenly lifted her head, muttered crisply, and her eyes sparkled.

She was brimming with confidence in her own secure hold on the first-place spot, and she held nothing but disdain for the others on the list, not even bothering to lift an eyelid for them.

Only for the person in second place, who had been pressed down by her, did she develop a deep interest, her curiosity thoroughly piqued.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a crafty smile, her large, golden eyes fixed intently on the screen, filled with undisguised anticipation.

Every soul master across the continent held their breath, craning their necks in expectation, their gazes glued to the screen for fear of missing a single word.

Who exactly would be in second place?

Could it be someone else from Shrek Academy?

Did they also rely on several immortal herbs to forcibly elevate their strength to this level?

But when the figure and name slowly appeared on the screen, ninety-nine percent of the soul masters on the continent were dumbfounded, staring blankly in place.

They looked at one another, whispering in confusion, for not a single person recognized the name!

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