A month had passed, and Xing Tian's life could be described as a simple commute between two points: classes and cultivation, or heading to the library with Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Feng, and Osler.
His relationship with the taciturn brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo was also quite decent.
Everything had been calm, but today, an uninvited guest shattered that peace.
"Classmate Dugu Yan, could I discuss some matters regarding Soul Master cultivation with you?" A tall, black-haired youth stood before Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan recognized the youth before her, "Yu Tianheng?"
Xing Tian began to size Yu Tianheng up seriously. So he is Yu Tianheng. His aura is average, but his gaze is decent enough; he does have the look of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan heir. However, Senior Dugu said he had been silently watching Sister Yan frequently. I thought he would make a move sooner, but I've been enrolled for three months now, and he's only starting now?
Dugu Yan politely declined, "My theoretical knowledge is only slightly better than Yu Feng and Osler's. You could ask Xiao Tian or Lingling; their grades in that area are better."
Yu Feng and Osler were stunned. They were just talking, so why the stray shot at them? Yet, neither dared to retort.
Yu Tianheng said, "Our grandfathers are both Title Douluo, and we've met a few times, so we juniors should get closer. Besides, as descendants of Title Douluo, we should have more to talk about. Perhaps we might even gain some insights beneficial to our future cultivation."
Yu Tianheng's words had essentially exposed his purpose; this wasn't some exchange on Soul Master cultivation, but a simple attempt to hit on her.
Dugu Yan replied, "I'm usually quite lazy, and my talent doesn't compare to my grandfather's. I haven't grasped the true essence of his poison arts either, so I'm afraid I won't be of much help to you."
Just as Yu Tianheng was about to speak again, Xing Tian interjected, "The successor of the Thunder Douluo, the number one student of the Tianzhu Level in the academy—reputation is not as good as meeting in person. Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary. I have long admired you. If it's about Soul Master cultivation, I would also love to exchange pointers with Brother Yu."
A hint of disdain flickered in Yu Tianheng's eyes as he asked, "And you are?"
Osler immediately introduced him solemnly, "His name is Xing Tian, my roommate, and the recognized number one of the Tianwei Level."
Yu Tianheng was, of course, aware of Xing Tian's reputation: an eight-year-old Soul Grand Master with a top-tier Martial Soul, close with Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, Yu Feng, and Osler. The entire academy knew of such a person.
Yu Tianheng's previous question was merely to belittle Xing Tian.
Although he couldn't match Xing Tian's feat of breaking through to Soul Grand Master at eight, cultivation speed didn't mean everything.
There were many factors to a Soul Master's combat power; the quality of the Martial Soul was paramount, followed by Soul Power, and then Soul Rings and Soul Bone.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was the world's number one beast Martial Soul. A tyrannical physical body, explosive lightning, and a true dragon Martial Soul that reigned supreme—it was enough to make Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters look down upon the world, standing almost invincible at the same level.
Furthermore, direct descendants of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan mastered the Dragon Transformation secret technique, making it easy for them to fight against opponents of higher levels.
Yet, Xing Tian's Martial Soul was nothing more than a bug. In the eyes of this "true dragon" Yu Tianheng, he wasn't even fit to tie the shoes of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Yu Tianheng maintained his arrogant attitude and said, "Is that so? But a bug Martial Soul is merely relying on a beneficial mutation to accelerate cultivation speed. Who knows if there are any hidden defects from that mutation! Moreover, it's a dark attribute; in the future, you'll just be a Soul Master operating in the shadows. You can hardly be called the number one."
Yu Tianheng's assessment of Xing Tian's Martial Soul mutation was, in essence, correct, and Xing Tian acknowledged this.
According to research, if a Martial Soul that was originally mediocre underwent a beneficial mutation and leaped to become a high-tier or even top-tier Martial Soul, it brought not only the strengthening of the Martial Soul itself but also a faster cultivation speed than Martial Souls of the same level.
However, such mutations also had flaws. A Martial Soul originated from the Soul Master themselves; if the Martial Soul mutated, the person had effectively mutated as well.
Much like a genetic mutation, there were hidden dangers.
Perhaps it was being extremely countered by a certain attribute, perhaps the Martial Soul backlashed against the Soul Master, perhaps the Soul Master suffered physical disability, or perhaps the Martial Soul was uncontrollable.
In short, perfect beneficial mutations were rare.
Xing Tian suddenly stood up and stared directly at Yu Tianheng, speaking with an imposing aura, "Yu Tianheng, your words are a bit harsh, aren't they! I only called you 'Brother Yu' out of respect because you are a few years older than me. Otherwise, you are nothing to me!"
Yu Feng and Osler watched, dumbfounded. The usual Xing Tian was not like this. While not exactly gentle, he was usually detached—one could feel that he was cold on the outside but hid a spark of heat within—and he was never this arrogant.
Dugu Yan's heart was in turmoil, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Yu Tianheng was clearly here to hit on me, and Xiao Tian is... playing the hero to save the beauty! Could it be that he...
Ye Lingling's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but mostly confusion.
While part of the reason Xing Tian acted this way was due to Dugu Bo's instructions, it was mostly because Yu Tianheng had genuinely angered him.
In his past life, Xing Tian was hailed as the future number one of the evil path. His talent was recognized, and he was very proud of it, having even survived seven death trials, each time barely clinging to life.
Yet, Yu Tianheng was denying his talent, even claiming his Martial Soul had defects that would affect his future cultivation. This was something Xing Tian could never tolerate.
Moreover, Yu Tianheng had actually said that Xing Tian was just a Soul Master who operated in the shadows.
What Xing Tian hated most were people who were high and mighty, self-important, and used their narrow vision to bind others to their own small worlds.
In his past life, as a successor of the evil path, he had suffered countless instances of contempt and exclusion. He had spent untold amounts of time and sweat to become the number one rising star of the evil path, using absolute strength to force all that contempt and exclusion into submission.
Now that he had been reborn, he was facing this kind of treatment again. If he kept backing down, he would truly be doing a disservice to the evil arts he cultivated.
Veins bulged on Yu Tianheng's forehead as he roared in anger, "What did you say! How dare you insult the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! Insult the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
Xing Tian chuckled coldly, "That counts as insulting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Then you are all truly easy to insult. Let me tell you what a real insult is."
Xing Tian pointed at Yu Tianheng's nose and said, "You, Yu Tianheng, are not some Blue Lightning Twin Stars, nor are you the heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. In my eyes, you are nothing but an earthworm with horns, a loach with scales!"
Yu Tianheng was thoroughly enraged. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and his clan were his absolute faith and glory. Defeating his cousin Yu Tianxin, becoming the heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and leading the clan to greater heights were his life's pursuits—and Xing Tian had denied and insulted everything he stood for.
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