Tang San Begins to Suspect the Grandmaster, a Change in Cultivation (Seeking First Subscription!)

That afternoon, in Grandmaster's room at Notting Academy.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"An ill-bred, penniless brat! He doesn't know the first thing about respecting his elders!"

"He's so arrogant just because of a mere century-old Spirit Ring!"

"It's truly an earthworm swimming in shallow water, fancying itself a true dragon!"

Grandmaster flew into a fit of impotent rage, sweeping everything off his desk and smashing it onto the floor.

After venting his frustrations, he slumped into his chair.

The words of Qin Qi, Xiao Wu, Teacher Zhao, and the other teachers echoed incessantly in his mind.

"Luo Sanpao, come out!"

Grandmaster summoned Luo Sanpao.

"Puff, puff!"

Upon appearing, Luo Sanpao affectionately rubbed against Grandmaster's leg; although it was a Martial Soul, it possessed an independent will.

This feature alone was already quite extraordinary.

"Get lost!"

"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen to this state!"

"If you hadn't turned into a pig, I wouldn't be a laughingstock!"

Looking at Luo Sanpao, Grandmaster's anger erupted once more, and he kicked the creature away!

"Puff, puff!"

Luo Sanpao hit the wall and wore a pained expression, curling his body into a ball and shivering.

At that moment, Tang San, who had come to ask Grandmaster some questions, arrived at the door and overheard these words.

Impotent rage!

He can only, and only dares to, vent his anger on those around him who cannot resist!

This thought immediately surfaced in Tang San's mind, and he pulled back the hand he had raised to knock.

He felt that if he entered now, he might become the target of his redirected fury.

"You useless thing, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be stuck at level twenty-nine, unable to break through!"

"If I had awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, I would still be a genius in my clan!"

Yu Xiaogang continued to berate Luo Sanpao, blaming his current predicament entirely on the creature.

He did not feel that he had any faults whatsoever.

Arrogant and conceited, unable to see himself clearly.

Tang San evaluated Grandmaster once more in his heart. During his studies over this period, he had been very diligent.

He had also begun to understand some knowledge regarding Martial Souls.

The higher the quality of a Martial Soul, the higher the innate Spirit Power, but this was not a relationship of inheritance; it was a parallel one.

It was not that one first possessed a high-quality Martial Soul and then obtained high innate Spirit Power.

Rather, when one possessed high Spirit Power, the Martial Soul would also be of high quality; they existed simultaneously.

What determined the quality of a Martial Soul and innate Spirit Power was one's own talent and potential.

If one's own potential and talent were insufficient, one naturally could not possess high Spirit Power, and the Martial Soul would also become a trash Martial Soul due to one's own limitations.

Ultimately, a Martial Soul was a part of one's own body; if the Martial Soul was trash, it meant that the person was trash as well.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. Right now, they look down on me, bully me, insult me, and laugh at me."

"But once I truly cultivate a genius, they will all have to worship me!"

Grandmaster gritted his teeth and spoke.

Unrealistic delusions.

Tang San sighed in his heart, beginning to doubt the correctness of Yu Xiaogang's theories.

After waiting a while, Yu Xiaogang calmed down. Tang San pretended he had just arrived and knocked on the door.

He entered and began to discuss the matter of hunting for a Spirit Ring with Yu Xiaogang.

"Rest assured, I will personally take you to hunt for a Spirit Ring. I will definitely find one that is good enough for you!"

Yu Xiaogang put on a calm, gentle, and refined facade as he spoke.

"Yes, thank you, Teacher."

"Teacher, just now, Qin Qi and the others..."

Tang San spoke tentatively.

"It doesn't matter. It is their business if they don't understand us; we shouldn't let them influence us."

"We just need to focus on our own business."

"Little San, remember this: there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Spirit Masters!"

"I believe you will definitely become an incredible Spirit Master!"

As Grandmaster spoke, his gaze inadvertently drifted toward the back of Tang San's hand, the location of his Clear Sky Hammer.

"Yes, Teacher, I will work hard!"

"Teacher, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Tang San put on an expression of complete ignorance and spoke obediently.

"Mm, go ahead."

Grandmaster waved his hand.

Tang San stepped out and closed the door behind him for Grandmaster.

That man cannot be trusted!

The way he looks at me is exactly how one looks at a tool!

A tool to satisfy his own vanity and gain fame!

Tang San's eyes turned cold. He was not truly a child; how could he fail to see Yu Xiaogang's true intentions?

That man spoke of there being no useless Martial Souls, yet he hadn't even glanced at Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

His eyes were fixed solely on the Clear Sky Hammer. Tang San could conclude that his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was definitely not simple.

I have to rely on myself for this spirit hunt; I need to make more preparations!

Tang San's trust in Grandmaster had plummeted to a very low level. He prepared to craft his own hidden weapons and gear.

He would inquire about Martial Soul knowledge from his classmates and academy teachers—everything would depend on himself!

That night, Dorm Seven.

While sleeping, Qin Qi entered the Study Space.

"Granduncle, I bought the medicinal herbs you asked for. How should I use them?"

Qin Qi looked at the herbs with a pang of heartache; the Gold Spirit Coins he had just received were spent in the blink of an eye.

Spirit Masters earned money quickly, but they spent it even faster!

"Use these herbs as a base, mix them with the ground scales of the Datura Snake, and turn them into a medicinal liquid."

"Using this liquid to refine your poison will yield twice the result with half the effort!"

Tang Jiaren had already finished studying the Datura Snake that Qin Qi had hunted earlier.

Based on the toxicity of the Datura Snake, he had designed a formula for refining poison.

"Got it."

Qin Qi instinctively picked up the tools and began grinding the herbs and the remains of the Datura Snake.

Tang Jiaren sat to the side, observing and offering guidance from time to time.

After Qin Qi ground the snake and herbs into powder, he began to boil them. While waiting, he acted.

"Go!"

Qin Qi summoned his Qi Poison Datura Snake, then utilized the properties of the Study Space to conjure a phantom Datura Snake.

This phantom possessed the exact form of the Datura Snake Qin Qi had hunted, right down to its internal structure and muscle texture.

Qin Qi used his Transparent World to carefully observe the real Datura Snake, then slowly refined and modified his Qi Poison Datura Snake.

As its form became more perfect, the Qi Poison grew more concentrated, and the strength of the Qi Poison Datura Snake continued to rise.

"Wait!"

Tang Jiaren watched Qin Qi's Qi Poison, his brow suddenly furrowing. "Let this snake bite me."

"Mm."

Qin Qi didn't ask questions; since he couldn't die in the Study Space, he let it happen. "Datura Snake, go."

The Datura Snake received the command and immediately launched an attack on Tang Jiaren, biting him on the hand.

Moments later, Tang Jiaren succumbed to the poison.

"Sigh, let's pause the poison refining for now."

After recovering, Tang Jiaren shook his head and looked at Qin Qi.

"What's wrong, Granduncle? Did I refine it incorrectly?"

Qin Qi gestured for the Datura Snake to return to his hand. He looked at his Qi Poison and couldn't find any issues.

In fact, with the enhancement of his Spirit Ring, his Qi Poison had become even stronger!