Stand Panel

These words were incredibly blunt, dismissing beast spirits as utterly worthless.

How could Xiao Wu, whose true form was a Tower Bone Rabbit, possibly endure that?

"What did beast spirit masters ever do to you..."

As expected.

Blood rushed to Xiao Wu's head, her fair cheeks flushing a heated red as she instantly went on the defensive.

Her spine tensed, and it looked as though she was about to unleash her Hiss skill on Tang Wu.

However, the next second.

Xiao Wu was stunned to find her mouth blocked by vines, leaving her only able to make "mmph, mmph" sounds.

Tang Wu had manually muted her, decisively putting an end to her Hissing.

Manhattan Project!

Having dealt with her, Tang Wu couldn't be bothered to look at the adorably dim-witted rabbit again:

"The facts are just as they are. A Stand is an external manifestation of the soul, whereas beast spirits like yours generally take the form of possession."

"If you really wanted to fight externally, you'd have to sever the connection to your spirit, but would you dare?"

The restraints on Xiao Wu's mouth loosened, and she gasped for air.

After hearing Tang Wu's explanation, she scratched her head.

She truly wouldn't dare...

A spirit is a part of a person's soul; severing the connection would mean carving up her own soul.

Especially since Xiao Wu's origin was still lodged within her soul, she dared not mess around with that.

Being scolded without the ability to retort, she felt a breath stuck in her chest—unable to go up or down—which was incredibly stifling.

This was just... so infuriating!

Tang Wu didn't know what Xiao Wu was muttering to herself, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

He pulled a manuscript from who knows where and began scribbling and editing on it.

In no time at all, a panel detailing the Stand's information appeared in his hands:

Blue Silver Seed: Power E, Speed C, Range C, Precision A, Persistence A, Potential A

Blue Silver Grass: Power E, Speed D, Range B, Precision D, Persistence A, Potential A

Precision, Persistence, and Potential were all rated A.

This was enough to show that Tang Wu possessed unparalleled talent in manipulating his own spirit.

"What is this?"

Looking at the Stand Panel in Tang Wu's hand, Tang San was very confused.

Tang Wu flipped the manuscript around, placed it in front of the two of them, and said with a smile:

"This is a Stand Panel; it records the details of our Stands."

"With this panel, we can clearly understand what level we are at in every aspect."

"A-rank is the highest, representing the upper limit of the ability, followed by B, C, D, and E in descending order."

"Well, looking at it this way, your spirits aren't that amazing either, just a few measly A's."

Perhaps out of frustration for not having a Stand herself, Xiao Wu began to mock the data on their panels.

In her view.

Since the panels weren't all A's, they couldn't be that powerful.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu reached a strange sense of balance in her heart and immediately felt much better.

Tang Wu couldn't fail to understand what this silly rabbit was thinking, so he retorted immediately:

"I call you stupid, and you shouldn't deny it. See this here?"

"Potential A means that as our strength increases, the other stats on the panel will rise in sync."

Tang Wu pointed at the Stand Panel, preparing to give this silly rabbit a proper lesson in theory so she wouldn't just sit there grinning like an idiot all day.

She had been in the human world for so long, yet she had only learned how to eat, drink, and play, acting like an illiterate:

"As long as the Potential is A, the other stats are just for show; this data will be rewritten sooner or later."

Hearing Tang Wu's explanation, Xiao Wu grew even more envious of the Stands:

"This Stand Panel is so interesting; I want one too."

Tang Wu took in Xiao Wu's complaint and couldn't help but tease her:

"You don't even have a Stand, and you want a Stand Panel?"

"Oh, Little San, look at him..."

Unable to win the argument against Tang Wu, Xiao Wu could only turn her head away and cast a pleading look toward Tang San.

She stomped her foot, her tone filled with indignation.

Facing Xiao Wu's pleading gaze, Tang San's heart softened immediately, and he had no choice but to play the peacemaker.

He began to smooth things over right away, speaking in a way that offended neither side:

"Alright, Xiao Wu, no matter what, she is still a girl, so stop picking on her all the time."

Xiao Wu laughed triumphantly:

"Right, right, your brother said it himself, stop picking on me."

"You just keep spoiling her..."

Tang Wu rolled his eyes instantly, completely unimpressed by Tang San's rhetoric.

Honestly, he'd forgotten his brother the moment he got a girl.

Xiao Wu just had to act a little spoiled, and he had zero resistance; he was going to be wrapped around her finger in the future.

The essence of Tang San's future "henpecked" nature was already manifesting itself early on.

Finally.

Tang Wu was so pestered by Xiao Wu that he had no choice but to draw up her Stand Panel:

Soft Bone Rabbit: Power C, Speed A, Range E, Precision B, Persistence C, Potential C.

Upon seeing this extremely mediocre panel, Xiao Wu was instantly dissatisfied.

She questioned Tang Wu in his direction:

"Why is my panel so lousy? It's not even as good as your Blue Silver Grass. I don't accept this!"

"The Soft Bone Rabbit is clearly very strong, okay? For so many years, Blue Silver Grass has always been eaten as food by Soft Bone Rabbits. If you don't know what you're talking about, don't just spout nonsense."

Blue Silver Grass had been the food of the Soft Bone Rabbit from beginning to end.

And this time.

Tang Wu had ranked the Blue Silver Grass ahead of the Soft Bone Rabbit, so how could Xiao Wu, whose true form was a Soft Bone Rabbit, possibly accept that?

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet..."

Tang Wu held up an index finger, cutting off Xiao Wu's rant mid-flow:

"Generally speaking, ordinary Blue Silver Grass definitely cannot compare to a Soft Bone Rabbit, but that assumes it is ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

"But the Blue Silver Grass of us brothers, in terms of potential, does not fall into that category."

"What does that mean?"

Listening to the technical jargon coming from Tang Wu, Xiao Wu was completely bewildered.

She tilted her head, her mind blank, possessing a sort of "wise" beauty instead.

"The meaning is simple..." Tang San, standing to the side, took over the conversation:

"Our Blue Silver Grass underwent mutation, which is how we formed innate full soul power, while your Soft Bone Rabbit spirit clearly shows no signs of any mutation."

"Unless the Soft Bone Rabbit mutates later on, the panel can only remain like this."

This time, Xiao Wu finally understood.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something several times, but in the end, she couldn't get the words out.

After all.

Xiao Wu couldn't exactly say that she was a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast in human form and was no longer an ordinary Soft Bone Rabbit, could she?

The feeling of having a retort to Tang Wu's argument but being unable to say it made her feel exceptionally uncomfortable.

"Nothing to be done, who told the Soft Bone Rabbit to be like that? Its potential has already hit the ceiling."

It was at this moment that Tang Wu added more fuel to the fire.

This made Xiao Wu grit her teeth in anger, yet she was helpless to do anything about it.

Watching Xiao Wu look as if she had swallowed a fly, that disgusted expression, the corners of Tang Wu's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Did he not know that Xiao Wu's Soft Bone Rabbit was not an ordinary Soft Bone Rabbit?

The answer was no.

As for why he was doing this, it was, of course, because... it was fun.

This feeling of pure intellectual superiority, combined with the frustrated expression on Xiao Wu's face, was truly a delight.