Early the next morning, Tang Chuan arrived at the entrance to Dorm Seven to wait.
He was now a teacher at Nuoding Academy. Since the dean had said he could hold the position in name, Tang Chuan decided to personally teach Tang San.
Not in the manner of lessons held in a large classroom, but through one-on-one private tutoring.
"Tang San! A big brother is looking for you!"
As soon as he entered, Tang Chuan saw Tang San meditating on his bed. It seemed he had gotten up early to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Meanwhile, when Xiao Wu saw such a handsome big brother staring at Tang San, she could not help but remind him.
"Strange, why do I feel like I want to marry this big brother? Is this what humans call love at first sight?"
Tang Chuan had no idea what Xiao Wu was thinking. After all, he was not interested in Xiao Wu's soul bone or soul ring. Weren't the ones the system gave him for free better?
Besides, Tang Chuan's soul ring configuration was the one from the original story after the Sea God's Eight Trials. Although he did not have Sea God Affinity, his soul rings were those Tang San had reequipped after resurrecting Xiao Wu in the original story.
Xiao Wu was the same. Although she felt a surge of excitement toward the Tang Chuan before her, she did not reveal it at once.
Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately stopped circulating his technique, jumped off the bed, and ran toward Tang Chuan.
"God... Teacher!"
"Mhm. Come with me, Little San. Today, your teacher will personally teach you!"
"Really? That's wonderful!"
Watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, Xiao Wu by the door said nothing more. She merely kept recalling that fluttering sensation from earlier.
The moment she saw Tang Chuan, she had actually felt that she might like him in the future. Was that an illusion?
Elsewhere, Tang Chuan was leading Tang San toward a small classroom he had specifically requested.
"Little San, today your father needs you to eat something."
As he spoke, Tang Chuan took a hard, milky-white block of glue from his storage Soul Tool. The instant it was exposed to the air, a faint fishy scent of seawater rushed into Tang San's nostrils.
"This is Whale Rubber. Little San, you may not know this, but this sort of item is used by nobles in bed, commonly known as—"
Tang San's eyes widened. He had not expected this stuff to be used for that. What did his godfather mean by taking it out?
"But it has a very miraculous function. After being processed and consumed, it can strengthen the body and broaden the meridians, thereby increasing the limit of the soul rings one can bear!"
"It's that miraculous?!"
Tang San's eyes lit up. He had thought his godfather had taken out this sort of thing for some other purpose. So it had such a marvelous use?
The two entered the classroom, where a bucket of hot water prepared by Tang Chuan had long since been placed.
"Take off your clothes and absorb and refine the Whale Rubber in the water."
Tang Chuan processed the Whale Rubber beside him, then had Tang San remove his clothes and enter the wooden bucket.
"This, this..."
Tang San was, after all, still an innocent virgin. Even though the other person was the godfather he admired, Tang San still felt somewhat embarrassed.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. On the path of cultivation, there is no need to care about such trivial matters. Besides, refining Whale Rubber will dirty your clothes."
"I understand, Godfather!"
Tang San's face reddened. He had misunderstood his godfather again. Tang San, Tang San, your godfather has prepared so much for you, yet your mind is full of crooked thoughts!
This time, Tang San did not hesitate. After stripping naked, he jumped into the wooden bucket, and Tang Chuan handed him the processed Whale Rubber.
Looking at the jelly-like, semi-liquid lump in his hand and feeling the heat it emitted, Tang San swallowed it without hesitation.
At once, a flame began burning in his lower abdomen. Tang San's entire body immediately turned red, and a certain desire began to rise.
His gaze sharpened, and Tang San hurriedly entered meditation while circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill within his body. The redness of his skin gradually faded, and Tang San could feel the meridians in his body cheering with joy. The sensation of them continuously expanding made him incomparably comfortable.
Tang Chuan stood nearby. Seeing Tang San like this, he knew it had probably succeeded.
Half an hour passed before Tang San slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. He now felt that his physical constitution had improved significantly.
"Finished absorbing it? Take this and wipe yourself off."
Tang Chuan handed over a towel from the side. Tang San lowered his head and saw that the once crystal-clear hot water was filled with impurities expelled from his body.
"Thank you, Godfather!"
Tang San's heart warmed. His godfather truly was different. Not only did he not disdain him, he had even prepared a towel for him.
While Tang San wiped his body, Tang Chuan turned his back and began explaining some things.
"Little San, according to a certain master's theory, the limit for a first soul ring is four hundred and twenty-three years. In my view, this is completely untenable. A theory precise down to the single digit requires absolute rigor."
"You must understand that everyone on Douluo Continent has a different physique. Some are beast-type soul masters whose innate physical constitutions are superior to ordinary people, while others are support-type soul masters. Are both of their limits supposed to be four hundred and twenty-three years?"
Tang Chuan shook his head. Whether it was Yu Xiaogang's martial soul mimicry theory or his soul ring age theories, almost none had been written by him personally. He had merely taken books that had already been recorded, processed them a little, turned them into his own work, and published them.
Otherwise, how could a rank twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster possibly know the limits on soul ring absorption for people at realms higher than his own?
"That is why your father said before that he is a fame-seeking fraud. Just keep your distance from him in the future."
"Little San understands!"
Tang San's gaze flickered. So the absorption limit for soul ring ages was related to one's physical constitution? No wonder his godfather had made him consume Whale Rubber. With such earth-shattering wisdom, who could compare?
And that Yu Xiaogang—merely a rank twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster—had actually wanted to trick him into becoming his disciple. Could it be that he wanted to use him to test his so-called martial soul theories?
"Alright. Later, your father will teach you a few more things, then you can go back and cultivate on your own. Tomorrow, we'll head to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt your first soul ring!"
As long as Tang San began absorbing life-attribute soul beasts early on, he would have a great chance of raising his bloodline to the level of the Blue Silver King.
"First soul ring!"
Tang San's eyes lit up. This was what he had been waiting for. Ever since the Mysterious Heaven Skill reached its bottleneck, it had made no progress at all. Tang San felt that this might be related to his level.
Now that he knew adding a soul ring could break through level restrictions, the Mysterious Heaven Skill should be the same.
Afterward, Tang Chuan taught Tang San much more about soul masters and soul beasts. Tang San listened while enjoying the home-like feeling brought by this atmosphere.
Meanwhile, in the original classroom, Yu Xiaogang, whose body was wrapped in several bandages, looked at the students below with satisfaction and nodded. But when he noticed Tang San was absent, he immediately frowned.
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