Yu Xiaogang: I Will Give My Disciples Better!

Soul Hunting Forest.

"Lin Mo, Little San, we are about to enter the Soul Hunting Forest. From this moment on, do not leave my side."

As his voice fell, his somewhat decadent eyes suddenly brightened.

He pressed his hands together before his chest, then quickly pulled them apart toward his sides, chanting under his breath.

"Come out, Luo Sanpao."

With a soft pop, a wisp of pale purple soul power emanated from his palms, quickly coalescing into a living creature.

The creature looked much like a dog, but its build was more akin to a pig.

It was over a meter and a half long, with a waistline to match.

Its entire body was covered in pale purple fur, its two small ears drooped, and a pair of large, deep blue eyes blinked incessantly.

What made it unique was the rounded, bulbous lump atop its head.

At the same time, Lin Mo, standing to the side, completed the release of his martial soul and once again entered the Innate Life State.

His black hair turned white, and his entire being radiated an ethereal, immortal aura!

"Little San, haven't you always wanted to know what my martial soul is? This is it. His name is Luo Sanpao; you can just call him Sanpao."

Yu Xiaogang crouched down, gently stroking Luo Sanpao as it rubbed against his legs.

Luo Sanpao squinted its large, deep blue eyes and let out a contented grunt.

"Teacher, this is your martial soul? But didn't you say that beast martial souls manifest through possession?" Tang San asked, confused.

This contradicted the knowledge his teacher had taught him before!

Yu Xiaogang did not rush to answer Tang San's question, his gaze shifting instead to Lin Mo standing nearby.

Although this was not his first time seeing Lin Mo in this state, he still couldn't help but linger on the sight.

Lin Mo seemed to have merged with the surrounding environment, his very presence exuding an indescribable, otherworldly air.

This only deepened his curiosity: what exactly was Lin Mo's martial soul?

Soon, under Tang San's renewed urging, Yu Xiaogang snapped back to reality. He looked at the two of them and said candidly:

"I believe you two little ones have noticed: my martial soul, Luo Sanpao, is a mutated martial soul, just like Lin Mo's mysterious one.

The only difference is that while Lin Mo's mutation is beneficial, my Luo Sanpao is a malignant mutation."

Having said this, Yu Xiaogang paused and reached out to pat Luo Sanpao gently on the head.

Luo Sanpao seemed to sense its master's mood and nudged Yu Xiaogang's palm with its head.

"This resulted in my innate soul power being a mere half-level when my martial soul awakened. Even with all the effort in the world, I could never break through to the thirtieth level in my lifetime.

That is the primary reason I chose to pursue the study of martial soul theory."

It wasn't that he had to take this path; it was simply that he had no other choice!

"Teacher." Hearing this, a flicker of heartache appeared in Tang San's eyes.

Tang San had begun to understand his teacher, and he was naturally aware of the pride buried deep within the man's heart.

With his martial soul mutated into the likeness of a pig, one could only imagine the blows his teacher had endured since childhood.

Yu Xiaogang's mood at this moment was exceptionally complex.

His gaze subconsciously drifted between himself, Tang San, and Lin Mo; all three of them, in a sense, possessed mutated martial souls.

Because of his mutation, Lin Mo had awakened an unknown, powerful martial soul and possessed the talent of full innate soul power.

Tang San was the same; thanks to his mutation, he possessed the world-renowned talent of twin martial souls, also with full innate soul power.

Though all were mutations, compared to the two of them, the disparity in their circumstances was vast.

It was no exaggeration to call it the difference between heaven and hell.

Feeling Yu Xiaogang's gaze, Lin Mo offered him a gentle smile.

Yu Xiaogang withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and resumed his serious expression.

"Sanpao, go ahead and clear the path!"

Yu Xiaogang quickly adjusted his mood and began directing Luo Sanpao to forge a path for them.

Receiving the command, Luo Sanpao immediately set its four short legs in motion, wiggling its plump rear as it trotted forward, nose pressed to the ground, sniffing constantly.

This was one of Luo Sanpao's advantages over other beast martial souls; as an externalized beast martial soul, its ability to perceive danger far exceeded that of soul masters at the same level.

While having Luo Sanpao clear the way, Yu Xiaogang began his practical lesson for Lin Mo and Tang San.

He explained various pieces of information regarding soul beasts to the two of them.

"The simplest and most intuitive way to judge the age of a soul beast is by the color of the soul power these beasts utilize."

This corresponds one-to-one with the color of the spirit rings produced after their death: ten years is white, one hundred years is yellow, and one thousand years is purple.

Yu Xiaogang walked along while pointing toward a Soft Bone Rabbit gnawing on some Blue Silver Grass in the nearby brush.

That rabbit was a size larger than an ordinary wild hare, its body covered in a faint layer of white light.

"Do you see that Soft Bone Rabbit? The spirit power glow on its body is white, which means its age is over ten years but has not yet reached one hundred."

Lin Mo listened silently from the side, while Tang San appeared lost in thought.

He reached out to point at a bamboo stalk not far away and said thoughtfully, "Teacher, according to what you said, this Lone Bamboo is no taller than ten meters, which means its age does not exceed one hundred years. It is a plant-type spirit beast, so it should be suitable for my Blue Silver Grass, right? Should we hunt it?"

"No need."

To Tang San's surprise, Yu Xiaogang shook his head directly and said, "An ordinary spirit master would make that choice, that is correct."

"But I will give my disciple something better!"

When he said this, Yu Xiaogang's tone carried an unquestionable confidence.

Even the look in his eyes as he gazed at Tang San held a hint of anticipation!

Hearing these words from Yu Xiaogang, Lin Mo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with surprise as he stared at him.

If he had previously been somewhat suspicious about exactly which Yu Xiaogang stood before him, that was no longer the case.

As a veteran fan of anime and web novels, Lin Mo was extremely familiar with the world he had transmigrated into: the Douluo Continent!

He had not missed a single part of the original Douluo Continent novel, manga, or anime, and he knew all the information regarding it like the back of his hand.

This was also the reason why Lin Mo hadn't panicked when he first realized he had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent.

As long as he could awaken a martial soul and possess spirit power, he was confident that he could use his advantage of foresight to carve out a bright future for himself on the Douluo Continent.

Through Yu Xiaogang's previous words, Lin Mo was almost one hundred percent certain of the identity of the person before him!

The man in front of him clearly leaned more toward the image of Yu Xiaogang from the manga version in Lin Mo's memory.

Realizing this, the look in Lin Mo's eyes as he watched Yu Xiaogang lost some of its wariness and gained a touch of softness.

Although they appeared to be the same person and both held the title of "Grandmaster," it would not be an exaggeration to say that the original novel's Yu Xiaogang, the anime's Yu Xiaogang, and the manga's Yu Xiaogang were three completely different people.

The Grandmaster in the original novel had unique theories, but his conduct left much to be desired.

The Grandmaster in the anime, while improved in image, still possessed certain traits deep down that Lin Mo found difficult to identify with.

Among them, the only Yu Xiaogang who could truly be called a real Grandmaster was likely this one from the manga version—the one standing right before him.