Tang Chuan's worries lasted until all the day's matches ended, and he still had not come up with a workable plan.
"If only Master Luo were still here..."
On the bustling street, Tang Chuan, all alone, murmured under his breath.
Although he knew Master Luo should still be inside the jade pendant on his chest, he had not heard Master Luo's voice for more than half a month. He was still at a loss, always feeling as if Master Luo had left him.
Panic, confusion, wild thoughts... all kinds of negative emotions began to breed in Tang Chuan's heart.
This had not happened even back then, when he left Tang Chuan Town and his parents.
At that time, Tang Chuan had been full of ambition, thinking that with the profound manuals from the Tang Sect and the help of the mysterious Master Luo, he would stand out at Lingyun (Primary) Soul Master Academy in White Dragon City, draw the attention of Great Qian's higher-ups, and step straight into the center of the stage.
But reality had not gone as smoothly as he had imagined.
At the primary soul master academy in White Dragon City, relying on his Innate Full Soul Power, the various secret techniques and arts brought by his memories of his previous life, and even his relatively mature awareness and understanding, Tang Chuan had indeed taken the lead over everyone else.
However, ever since he had been recommended directly to Lingyun (Liangzhou) Dao Martial Academy, in that environment where the geniuses of an entire province gathered, Tang Chuan had begun to lose his brilliance and become "ordinary."
As his strength advanced and his horizons broadened, Great Qian became ever more unfathomable in Tang Chuan's eyes. That trace of pride and arrogance once hidden deep in his heart had