Yu Dash only then realized that they were coming for him.
He grew even more nervous and frightened, and hurriedly said,
"No, no, no, Xiao San, calm down. That's what I said, but this sort of behavior is clearly something an Evil Soul Master would do."
"My theories are about Soul Rings. That's completely different from sucking people's blood!"
Yu Dash was drenched in cold sweat.
Tang San still wore that harmless smile. "Teacher, it's the same thing. What I need is a Spirit Master's bloodline, not his blood."
"Besides, in this world, the only bloodline that suits me is your Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline, Teacher. It's an existence no weaker than the Angel Martial Soul."
"As my teacher, you wouldn't want me to be completely crippled, would you? Otherwise, who else could help you bring your theories to fruition?"
That final sentence had Yu Dash right where it hurt most. All he cared about was having someone complete his theories. If Tang San abandoned him, what would happen to his theories? Even if he had the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul himself—
Would his beloved disciple Tang San still take him to become a god?
Just then, Yu Tianheng stepped forward and quietly said, "Uncle, don't forget that Xiao San will become a god someday. You wouldn't want him to leave you behind instead of taking you to the Divine Realm, would you?"
That drove the point home even more. What else could Yu Dash do? Of course he could only give Tang San his blood—offer up his Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline.
Seeing Yu Dash stay silent and give no answer for a long time, Tang Rat called out to snap him out of it. "As his teacher, you should give him everything you have. Are you really going