The True Meaning of Twin Martial Souls

Creak!

Yu Xiaogang was shocked, his entire body practically springing up from his chair. Hearing Xiao Wu, who was sleeping soundly nearby, furrow her brows and stir slightly, he suppressed his volume and hissed through gritted teeth.

"How could you say such a thing?"

Tang San was not speaking without cause; this was a decision he had reached only after long and careful deliberation.

Unlike his usual self, he did not lower his head in apology. Tang San met the Grandmaster's gaze directly, his resolve unshaken. "Teacher, can the Blue Silver Grass truly lead me to become a Titled Douluo?"

His voice trembled.

Watching the look of grievance on Tang San's face, Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but the reprimand he had prepared died in his throat.

The Blue Silver Grass was a trash spirit, yet both his father and his teacher had insisted that Tang San use only the Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San had originally harbored no complaints, believing that he could achieve something with the Blue Silver Grass, but after these few spirit battles, the weaknesses of the Blue Silver Grass were laid bare, leading to nothing but crushing, landslide defeats.

Coupled with those final words from Naruto, how could Tang San endure it? If he only possessed the trash spirit of the Blue Silver Grass, so be it, but he clearly possessed another powerful, mysterious spirit—a spirit capable of reversing the outcome of that battle!

His heart felt stifled to the point of bursting. Tang San pressed his lips together, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

"Sigh..."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and sighed, then pulled himself together.

"San, I hadn't intended to tell you what follows, fearing that once you knew, you would become content with the status quo and slack off in your cultivation."

Tang San frowned slightly, his face growing more confused, until he saw the Grandmaster's solemn expression as he pointed to the Spirit Mark on the back of Tang San's hand. "You have completely failed to realize the true significance of having twin spirits!"

The true significance?

Tang San lowered his head, his hands clenching and unclenching. The Grandmaster's guiding voice continued, "Spirit rings are attached to the spirit, not to the Spirit Master. Do you understand?"

Tang San had a sudden epiphany. He jerked his head up, confirming with the Grandmaster, "In other words, both my Blue Silver Grass spirit and my Hammer Spirit can have spirit rings attached?"

"Correct." The Grandmaster nodded heavily, his words revealing the wisdom of a scholar. "When you cultivate the Blue Silver Grass to the Spirit Emperor level, by then, what kind of age-limit spirit rings will you be able to attach to your other spirit?"

Tang San looked dazed, murmuring under his breath.

"All... ten-thousand-year spirit rings?"

The Grandmaster stood with his hands behind his back and nodded again. Tang San blinked in a trance, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of good news.

After a long while, he suppressed the joy in his heart and said with spirit.

"I understand, Teacher."

"It is good that you understand."

Yu Xiaogang smiled, nodding repeatedly as he reached out to pat Tang San's head. Just as the Grandmaster thought the matter was settled, the now-calm Tang San suddenly asked.

"Teacher?"

"What is it?"

"I want to increase my training volume!"

Tang San made his request with sudden gravity. Yu Xiaogang's brows locked together, and he sternly refused, "Your body has not yet fully developed, and your current training volume is already quite heavy. You must not be too hasty!"

"Do you want to win it back? Even so, you cannot ruin your body like this!"

Seeming worried that Tang San was too eager for revenge, Yu Xiaogang offered all sorts of advice.

Hearing this, Tang San shook his head helplessly.

"Teacher, rest assured. I made a vow in front of the whole school; for these next few years, as long as he doesn't come looking for trouble, I will ignore him and treat him as if he doesn't exist."

"The reason I want to increase my training volume is that I realize I am still far from sufficient as a Spirit Master. I cannot continue to be so leisurely!" Tang San clenched his fists tightly. Recalling the gap in strength between the two during their battle, he spoke solemnly once more, "Please redraw the plan and increase the training volume. I can definitely do it!"

"Good... I was worried you would lose your spirit, or that upon hearing you could attach nine ten-thousand-year spirit rings, you would slack off..."

Tears welled in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he patted Tang San's shoulder.

"I never expected..."

With such raw jade, what more could one ask for?

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the Grandmaster felt a surge of vigor and began to plan with enthusiasm.

"Good child! Your teacher will redraw your plan right now!"

Subsequently, The two spoke in low voices.

Their voices drifted through the window and should have vanished into the night, but under the moonlight, a figure could be vaguely seen on the empty roof above.

Tang Hao, draped in a tattered cloak, stood with his arms crossed, his fingertips tapping unconsciously. Hearing that San had regained his spirit and was even striving for self-improvement, the anger on his face gradually dissipated, and a faint, imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of his rough mouth.

This smile appeared as quickly as it vanished. Under his hood, Tang Hao slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as lightning. He looked through the moonlight toward a certain part of Nuoding City, rubbing his chin in deep thought.

Yet, listening to Tang San's words about "eventually surpassing this person and washing away the shame,"

He finally shook his head and vanished into the night.

"Tang Hao surely wouldn't come over to beat me up, would he?"

Meanwhile, Naruto, sitting cross-legged on the bed, felt his mind in turmoil from time to time. He kept dropping out of his meditative state, turning his head to look out the window, remaining cautiously on guard.

"Weren't you quite arrogant when you were beating up Tang San earlier?" Seeing Naruto's timid appearance, Bibi Dong's beautiful face was full of disdain as she mimicked his tone, "What was it again? 'Do you know why you lost? It's because your martial soul is too weak!'"

"Oh? You have the nerve to mock me?"

Naruto furrowed his brows and said with dissatisfaction, "When I was beating up Tang San just now, who was laughing so hard it shook the room in my ear? Don't think I didn't hear you; I was just too embarrassed to call you out!"

"So what?"

Bibi Dong's willow-leaf brows relaxed, yet she remained completely indifferent, her tone growing increasingly playful and mocking, "This Seat laughed because I wanted to. Unlike you, who is still afraid of getting beaten up after doing the laughing?"

"The person on the other side is a Title Douluo! He could hammer me into the ground so deep they'd never be able to dig me out! Besides, if I die, don't you die too?"

Naruto said indignantly, while inwardly cursing that after beating up Tang San earlier, the radiance of a certain someone's smile had been blinding, yet now she was turning her back on him.

"Who knows... whether what you little brat said is true or false?"

Bibi Dong, leaning sideways against her chair, rested her chin in her hand, humming a few notes while quietly withdrawing the spiritual power she had spread across Nuoding City.

Thinking about how she had gone to such great lengths just to guard against a desperate Tang Hao, she couldn't help but frown in annoyance again.

"Hmph, This Seat never imagined there would come a day when I'd be afraid of a stray dog like Tang Hao. It's all your fault; if you were a bit stronger, would we be in this position?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. Even if the Earth were destroyed, it would be my fault."

Naruto completely ignored Bibi Dong's bandit-like logic, nodding repeatedly and agreeing with everything she said.

Bibi Dong couldn't do anything about Naruto's current tactic of using triple affirmations to express negation, so she could only glare at him.

The triumph of internet trash!

"Don't worry anymore. Tang Hao's aura hasn't leaked out; he has no intention of making a move." Bibi Dong shook her head and sighed, then leisurely crossed her legs, "Besides, it's already this late. If that muscle-head Tang Hao wanted revenge, he would have come long ago. Why wait until now?"

"His son lost a fight, so the Title Douluo father comes to settle the score, bullying a six-year-old child? If Tang Hao has even a shred of dignity left, he wouldn't do such a thing!"

Bibi Dong sneered.

After a brief moment of thought, Naruto nodded secretly, "That's true..."

Since he had confirmed his safety, Naruto stopped meditating and turned his attention to the red dot flashing in the corner of his vision.

It was time to see what rewards he had obtained.