Tang San: Why am I so dark?!

Tang San looked down, feeling utterly bewildered: "..."

His pupils trembled instantly!

" ?!"

He discovered that he had actually become even darker!

His skin looked as if it had been smeared with a layer of coal dust, pitch-black.

I... what is going on here?!

His mind went blank. He pulled open his clothes, and his arms were the same. He looked at his legs... they were exactly the same!

How could this happen?!

Ma Hongjun pondered:

"Tang San, is your teacher playing a prank on you?!"

"If you keep absorbing this stuff, you'll really turn into a Black Bear Spirit."

Oscar, Dai Mubai, and the others let out a snort through their noses, covering their chins as they turned their heads away.

Tang San immediately snapped: "Shut up!"

"Teacher would never lie to me!"

"The Blue Silver Grass has become stronger! I have become stronger!"

However, the trembling in Tang San's eyes betrayed his true thoughts.

How could this happen?!

How could this happen!

Why did I suddenly turn this black!

When he absorbed his first and second Soul Ring, it wasn't that he didn't turn black, but it was just a normal black, a faint black, a black he could accept.

At most, his skin was a bit rough, but that was related to his diligent cultivation.

But why would he suddenly turn black now?!

It was simply exaggerated!

This shouldn't be... Teacher didn't say anything... Why didn't Teacher say anything!

Zhao Wuji had to step in to smooth things over: "Enough, everyone go to sleep. It's too dangerous at night; we'll head back tomorrow morning."

In truth, he was curious too.

First, since Tang San was the son of Tang Hao, why didn't he teach him himself? Why send his son to Shrek Academy? No matter how many resources Shrek Academy had, they couldn't compare to a Titled Douluo.

Why did he have to send his son here?

Second, Zhao Wuji had never been able to figure it out: wasn't Tang Hao's martial soul the Clear Sky Hammer? Why was Tang San's the Blue Silver Grass?

Could it be that Tang San's mother was a Blue Silver Grass?

But there were no famous Blue Silver Grass soul masters on the continent. Who was Tang San's mother?

There was a high probability that Tang San had Twin Martial Souls; otherwise, the Blue Silver Grass couldn't have Innate Full Soul Power.

Twin Martial Souls had conflicts. The greater the gap in martial soul quality, the easier it was for them to conflict, and the more dangerous it became. Shouldn't he be cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer?

Finally, why was this Blue Silver Grass like this?

Zhao Wuji had heard the name Yu Xiaogang before—the man from the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Clan who only had half a level of Innate Soul Power.

Tang Hao allowed Tang San to take him as a master, and he ended up being taught like this?

Did he not notice there was a problem?

Did he not care at all?

What exactly was he thinking?

Countless questions surfaced in his mind.

But Zhao Wuji couldn't show any of it. He patted Tang San on the shoulder: "You go get some rest too, or I'll give you a two-month break so you can go back and ask your teacher. It's fine; for a soul master, the most important thing is becoming stronger. Everything else is irrelevant."

That was all he could say.

Heaven knows what Tang Hao was thinking; he had to be polite to his son.

Tang San returned to his tent in a daze.

No, this shouldn't be...

Xia Yan had remained silent the whole time. In fact, this problem was very easy to understand.

Among all the Soul Rings of a soul master, the first and second Soul Ring established the foundation for combat and martial soul style.

The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth Soul Rings represent a massive leap in strength.

The seventh Soul Ring is the Avatar of the Martial Soul, the proof of becoming a true powerhouse.

Before the seventh Soul Ring and after the seventh Soul Ring are two different worlds.

Of course, the eighth Soul Ring and the seventh Soul Ring are also two different worlds, and then there is the ninth Soul Ring...

Previously, the changes from Tang San absorbing his first and second Soul Rings were minor, so there was still a chance to rectify things.

Now that the third Soul Ring has been absorbed, the changes are significant and already set in stone.

To a certain extent, as long as Tang San continues to cultivate Blue Silver Grass, his development can basically be seen at a glance.

All thanks to Yu Xiaogang, this master of Martial Soul theory.

One cannot light a fire at night in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The night is extremely silent; firelight will attract certain soul beasts, and if a battle breaks out, the commotion and the scent of blood will attract even more.

As a Soul Saint, Zhao Wuji is naturally unafraid, but he will only intervene when necessary.

The rest is entirely up to Xia Yan and the others.

The moon is quite bright tonight, spilling over the canopy like a layer of white gauze.

Three consecutive days of high-intensity searching have left everyone feeling somewhat numb and exhausted.

And in the Star Dou Great Forest, exhaustion means danger.

Tonight, everyone must sleep to restore their spirits.

Watching Xia Yan enter his own tent, Zhu Zhuqing really wanted to ask why his second Soul Ring was also a thousand-year one.

How exactly did he manage to do it?

At the same time, she became even more convinced of Xia Yan's words.

He had already proven with facts that the age of a Soul Ring really can be increased.

But there had been no opportunity these past two days. If she went over now, the atmosphere would be extremely awkward; perhaps Xia Yan didn't want people to know his second Soul Ring was also a thousand-year one.

She would have to wait until they left the Star Dou Great Forest to talk about it.

She held back her impatience and lay down to rest as well.

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed that Zhu Zhuqing had been paying close attention to Xia Yan these past few days.

Could it be...

A hint of the little witch's craftiness appeared in her eyes.

The Star Dou Great Forest is extremely quiet at night, with only the rustling of leaves.

It is impossible for everyone to rest at the same time.

Tonight, it is Ma Hongjun's turn to keep the first watch, and Zhao Wuji is keeping him company. Zhao Wuji hasn't slept at all since they arrived in the Star Dou Great Forest today; he has been keeping watch the whole time.

For a Soul Master of his level, cultivation can almost completely replace sleep. Even without cultivating, he wouldn't feel exhausted after not resting for several days.

However, Xia Yan is not sleeping either.

He knows that the main event of the night is about to arrive, and he has been conserving his energy for this very moment.

Ma Hongjun lies on the grass.

Looking at the moon in the sky.

Suddenly, he leans toward Zhao Wuji and whispers, "Teacher Zhao, how much do you know about that teacher of Tang San's?"

"Legend has it that the one named Yu Xiaogang is very famous."

Zhao Wuji gives him a speechless look: "If you have nothing to do, go cultivate. Don't be idle."

He cannot say anything about that; if he did, it would truly cost lives.

Ma Hongjun can only lie back down in disappointment. Just in a daze, he seems to see two moons in the sky, round and large.

He rubs his eyes hard.

Looking carefully again, he realizes there really are two.

"Teacher Zhao, am I seeing things? There seem to be two moons in the sky..."

Zhao Wuji does not answer him.

"Teacher Zhao... Teacher Zhao..."

Ma Hongjun hears no reply and instinctively looks over, only to see Zhao Wuji's face ashen, his aura cold to the extreme.

Staring straight at the two moons in the sky, he grinds his teeth and says:

"Everyone! Get up, now!"

The voice is not loud, but it is enough to pierce everyone's ears.

Like a conditioned reflex, everyone wakes up instantly: "What happened, Teacher Zhao?!"

Zhao Wuji stares fixedly at the moon in the sky, his voice low and stern:

"Everyone get behind me. If anything happens later, don't worry about me. Leave this place immediately and don't stop until you're out of the Star Dou Great Forest. Xia Yan, when I'm not around, the heavy responsibility of protecting everyone falls to you!"

Ma Hongjun looked on in a daze. What on earth was going on?

Behind him, neither Dai Mubai nor Oscar understood what could have happened to make Zhao Wuji, who always prided himself on his formidable strength, so incredibly nervous.

Following Zhao Wuji's gaze, their eyes trembled:

Two... moons?!