Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank suddenly, but only for a moment, he regained his inscrutable expression, waved his hand, and spoke calmly.
"San, I have never seen this kind of thing."
Tang San looked at him, Yu Xiaogang continued.
"Elixir that can improve Soul Power Level, or even Innate Soul Power..."
"Do you think such a thing really exists in the world?"
Yu Xiaogang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and took two steps in the room.
"San, let me ask you."
"If there really were such magical elixirs, would a college give them to those students for free?"
Tang San frowned slightly, Yu Xiaogang turned around and looked at him.
"This kind of thing is something that even the empire and sect can only dream of."
"How much more a small academy?"
"Why do they have such a background?"
Tang San frowned even more tightly. Yu Xiaogang looked at his expression, nodded secretly in his heart, and continued.
"And, if I'm not wrong..."
"The students who enter that college should not have the same qualifications as you."
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Indeed."
"Xiao Wu and I went to see it. Among those who signed up, Soul Power Level's highest level was only over 20 levels."
"The lowest level is only a dozen or so levels."
He paused and hid the fact that he and Xiao Wu also took the entrance exam, and also hid the fact that he was eliminated.
Yu Xiaogang felt even more convinced after hearing these words, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
"That's right. Using such good resources to educate poor students, what's the objection?"
He looked at Tang San and his tone became serious.
"San, you are Innate Full Soul Power, and with my training, your future achievements will be limitless. Don't be fooled by these things."
Tang San was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"The teacher is right, the students are a little abrupt."
Yu Xiaogang smiled happily.
"That's good if you can figure it out."
Having said that, Yu Xiaogang's heart was in turmoil.
"Elixir to improve Soul Power... Elixir to improve Innate Soul Power..."
He repeated these two words in his mind, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes.
"If there really is such a thing..."
He is over 50 years old this year, and Soul Power has been stuck at level 29, unable to move forward.
For decades, no matter how much he practiced or researched, he could not make a breakthrough.
"Trash."
He has heard this for most of his life.
If there is really a pill that can improve Innate Soul Power... then can his shackles also be broken?
Level 30, level 40, level 50...
Or even higher?
"Who will dare to call me trash then?"
Yu Xiaogang thought in his heart, clenching his fingers slightly, but his face showed nothing. He could not show any flaws in front of Tang San. He is a teacher, an expert, and Grandmaster.
It's almost time for the medicinal bath.
The water has become a little cold, and most of the medicinal power of the medicinal materials has been absorbed.
Yu Xiaogang stood up and spoke to Tang San.
"San, come out."
"I'll take care of these medicine residues."
Tang San nodded, stepped out of the barrel, dried his body, and got dressed.
"Teacher, thank you for your hard work."
Yu Xiaogang waved his hand.
"It's not hard, you have a good rest, we have to train tomorrow."
"Yes."
Tang San responded respectfully, turned around and walked out of the room.
Yu Xiaogang watched his back disappear through the door, then lowered his head and looked at the large wooden barrel filled with medicinal bath water.
He bent down, grabbed the edge of the barrel with both hands, and lifted it up with force, but the barrel didn't move at all.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned red and he tried again, but it still didn't work.
"Damn..."
Yu Xiaogang cursed in a low voice, let go of his hand, and took a few breaths.
He went out and found Flender and Zhao Wuji not far from the door.
"Flender! Zhao Wuji! Come here!"
"What's the matter, Xiaogang?"
Flender asked.
Yu Xiaogang pointed to the wooden barrel in the room.
"Help me carry this out."
Flender glanced at the big wooden barrel, then at Yu Xiaogang, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
But he didn't say anything. He walked over and lifted the barrel with Zhao Wuji.
Both of them were Soul Sage level experts. They could easily lift a barrel. Yu Xiaogang followed behind with a somewhat unnatural look on his face.
The three of them carried the barrel to the yard and placed it on the ground.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the bucket of medicinal bath water, was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"Give these to the other four people."
Flender was stunned for a moment.
"Give it to them? How?"
Yu Xiaogang pointed at the barrel.
"Everyone pour some, heat it up and send it over."
"Although the medicine is not as effective as the new one, it is still better than nothing."
Flender's eyes lit up.
"Xiao Gang, you have a good idea!"
"Save resources and use them rationally!"
Zhao Wuji stood nearby, frowning.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang, then at Flender, and asked.
"Isn't this barrel... moved from Tang San's room?"
Flender nodded.
"Yes."
Zhao Wuji's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"Then what's in this isn't Tang San's bath water?"
Flender glared at Zhao Wuji.
"What do you know? This is called saving resources! Medicinal bath water, can it be called bath water? There are precious medicinal materials in it, what a pity it would be to throw it away? I think it can be used for a few more days."
Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched and he wanted to say something, but he still closed his mouth.
Flender ignored him, turned to look at Zhao Wuji, and said again.
"Go, help heat it up and distribute it to everyone's room."
Zhao Wuji nodded and was about to take action when he suddenly remembered something.
He stopped, looked at Flender, and asked in a low voice.
"Dean, I have a question."
"Say."
"Why should Tang San be given preferential treatment?"
"His Martial Soul is just Blue Silver Grass. If you put it outside, it's Trash Martial Soul."
"Why can he use the best medicinal bath?"
Flender glanced at him and was silent for a moment.
Then, he leaned into Zhao Wuji's ear and said something in a low voice.
Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly.
"What?!"
The tone of his voice changed.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Flender nodded.
"Xiao Gang said it himself."
"There will be no lies."
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, glanced at the direction of Tang San's room, and then looked at the medicated bath water in the wooden barrel.
"No wonder..."
His tone changed.
"No wonder we give him preferential treatment."
"That's it."
Flender patted his shoulder.
"As long as you know, don't make any noise."
"Go to work."
Zhao Wuji nodded and asked no more questions. Together with Flender, he divided the medicated bath water in the barrel into three parts and heated them before sending them to the rooms of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar.
As for Xiao Wu, it is not the leftover water. After all, Xiao Wu can be regarded as following Tang San. It also uses medicinal materials, but it is pitiful.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar waited for a long time and finally waited for their medicinal bath.
"Why is this water... a little turbid?"
"Forget it, never mind, it's better than nothing."
"Comfortable..."