Tang San left Yu Xiaogang's dormitory and headed straight for his own.
After spending the past half month in the back mountain, sleeping in a cave had truly made him miserable.
Earlier, he had wanted to get close to Xiao Wu and cultivate their relationship.
Who would have thought that whenever he approached, Xiao Wu would feel nauseated and disdain the stench on him.
Tang San could not bear to let the little girl who had finally treated him well be driven away by his odor. At the same time, seeing Xiao Wu vomit in disgust before him had killed any joy he had in continuing to approach her.
To avoid such upsetting incidents from happening again, Tang San had basically stayed in the back mountain for the past half month, not even attending classes.
Because every time he tried to go to class, the students around him would immediately run away, along with the teacher.
Tang San had repeatedly confirmed that the smell on him was gone before going to find Yu Xiaogang.
After learning from Yu Xiaogang that he truly no longer reeked, thoughts stirred once more in Tang San's lonely heart. He wanted to see his little sister Xiao Wu.
Tang San had been an assassin in his previous life, and also a virgin. He had never even had a girlfriend.
Now that he had lived another six years in this life, after both lives combined, he had finally found a little girl who cared for him so deeply. He did not want to disappoint her kindness.
Before Tang San even returned to his dormitory, he saw Xiao Wu heading toward the classroom.
Tang San hurried after her. "Xiao Wu, long time no see. Are you going to class?"
When Xiao Wu saw Tang San approaching, she subconsciously covered her nose and mouth.
Tang San's stench from before had left too deep an impression in Xiao Wu's memory. It had practically become muscle memory.
Of course, Xiao Wu had another purpose in doing this: she could justifiably keep her distance from Tang San.
After learning that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, and that Tang Hao had been watching her from the very beginning with the intention of leaving her soul ring and soul bone to Tang San, Xiao Wu had begun thinking of all sorts of ways to reasonably refuse contact with him.
And Tang San being blasted by Yu Xiaogang's martial soul, Luo Sanpao, and giving off a tremendous stench was the best excuse for her to refuse contact with Tang San.
"Third Brother, you're back."
Xiao Wu smiled, but just as she tried to approach him, she involuntarily felt nauseated and began vomiting.
Of course, Xiao Wu was doing this on purpose.
Her goal was to pretend that she wanted to get close, but became nauseated the moment she did.
That way, she could avoid having too much contact with Tang San without revealing her disgust for him, while also avoiding letting Tang Hao discover that she had already realized he was monitoring her.
Seeing how disgusted Xiao Wu looked, Tang San could not help but carefully sniff himself. Yet to his disappointment, he could not smell any foul odor.
Xiao Wu hurriedly explained, "Maybe I haven't gotten used to it after smelling the stink on you before. Once enough time passes and I forget that you were blasted by Luo Sanpao's stinky fart, maybe I'll forget about it."
Seeing this, Tang San could only accept it.
"It's Tang San. I didn't expect him to come back."
"I wonder if he cleaned that smell off himself yet."
"It's been half a month. If he still hasn't cleaned it off, wouldn't it have soaked right into him by now?"
"With someone who keeps company with shit in the same room, the people in Dorm Seven are going to have plenty of headaches from now on."
The people from Dorm Seven happened to be passing by as well. Hearing this, they could not help recalling the scene of Tang San being covered from head to toe in the stuff Luo Sanpao had blasted out. A wave of nausea immediately rose within them.
Just as Tang San was about to lose his temper, Yu Xiaogang passed by from the side. "Why are you all gathered here instead of going to class? Are you asking to be disciplined?"
"We're leaving right away."
The students did not dare linger any longer and quickly left.
Although Yu Xiaogang was not strong and did not have much authority at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City, he was still a teacher. He was capable of punishing them by making them clean toilets and the like.
They did not want to be punished with toilet duty over this.
Yu Xiaogang brought Tang San to the back mountain.
He spoke earnestly, "Little San, don't care too much about what others think. As long as you cultivate to the rank of Title Douluo, they won't even be qualified to look up at you.
"When that time comes, even if you say eating shit can increase innate soul power, there will be plenty of people who believe you."
Tang San was shocked by Yu Xiaogang's theory.
But then he recalled his previous life, when a certain senior had said that facing the sun every day could improve one's cultivation aptitude, causing the disciples of the Bashu Tang Sect to bask in the sun every day.
They had thought their cultivation aptitude could be improved, but who would have known that the elder had actually been cultivating the Purple Demon Eye? It was completely different from simply basking in the sun.
The Purple Demon Eye could increase a person's spiritual power, allowing them to better grasp and execute cultivation techniques.
It was completely different from simply basking in the sun.
Yet those disciples believed it.
Some disciples, in pursuit of better cultivation aptitude, even lay in the sun until they fainted.
Had the sect elders not rescued them in time, they would have been baked to death by the sun.
It was not until an elder could no longer stand watching and told them the truth that they corrected their foolish practice of simply basking in the sun.
Tang San had been one of those basking in the sun at the time, and he too had nearly been baked to death.
Later, when he stole the Tang Sect's secret manuals, it was related to the higher-ranking elders of the Tang Sect refusing to give him core cultivation methods such as the Purple Demon Eye.
Tang San nodded. "I understand, Teacher."
Yu Xiaogang continued, "I brought you here this time to explain what the mimicry cultivation method is, so that you can cultivate faster."
Tang San asked doubtfully, "The mimicry cultivation method? What is that?"
With a proud expression, Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle, and assumed the bearing of an enlightened master beyond the mortal world. "You should know that martial souls are divided into two major categories: tool martial souls and beast martial souls.
Tool martial souls are martial souls like your Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass, while beast martial souls include the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the Netherworld White Tiger martial soul of the Star Luo Empire's imperial family, and the swan martial soul of the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family.
When we soul masters cultivate, the better we understand our own martial souls, the greater power those martial souls can unleash.
At the same time, the closer we are to an environment comfortable for our martial souls, the faster they absorb soul power, and the more soul power they absorb. The faster we soul masters will cultivate.
Take your Blue Silver Grass martial soul, for example. The more you understand the habits of Blue Silver Grass, the better you will know its weaknesses when facing enemies, allowing you to avoid falling into dangerous situations due to ignorance.
The same applies to cultivation.
Cultivating in your dormitory and cultivating here in the back mountain area filled with Blue Silver Grass will result in a slight difference in cultivation speed.
This manifests in how much more at ease you can be while cultivating, and how deeply you can immerse yourself in it.
If you are in an environment Blue Silver Grass prefers, where there is an endless sea of Blue Silver Grass as far as the eye can see, then your martial soul will help you absorb more soul power and aid your cultivation.
The rate at which your soul power grows will be noticeably faster than if you cultivated elsewhere, in a place unsuitable for your martial soul's survival.
The so-called mimicry cultivation method is the construction of an environment suitable and comfortable for a martial soul, allowing soul masters to cultivate within it for better results."
As he said this, Yu Xiaogang deliberately walked into the sunlight and let it shine over him.
Watching Yu Xiaogang stand in the light and explain the "mimicry cultivation method" to him, Tang San felt that Yu Xiaogang was like a guiding lamp, illuminating the predicament in his cultivation.
Tang San could understand the part about understanding one's own martial soul.
It was just like cultivating techniques. The deeper one's understanding of a technique, the fewer difficulties one would encounter during cultivation, and the less likely one would be to make mistakes.
This was why the elders of the Tang Sect in his previous life had repeatedly emphasized that one had to fully comprehend a cultivation technique before practicing it.
Tang San could also understand the mimicry cultivation method. It was like how he needed to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye at sunrise.
If it was not cultivated at sunrise, it simply could not be cultivated at all.
And even when cultivating at sunrise, practicing before the entrance of a house was different from practicing atop a tranquil mountain peak.
This was the cultivation bonus brought by the environment.
The mimicry cultivation method was about creating an environment suitable for cultivation, the same principle as finding an environment suitable for cultivating his Demon Eye.
Tang San had never realized that he should seek out an environment more comfortable for his martial soul in order to accelerate his soul power cultivation.
He had not expected Yu Xiaogang to understand so much, or to propose such an advanced theory of harmony between man and the Dao as mimicry cultivation.
At that moment, Tang San truly felt that Yu Xiaogang was a genuine master, the foremost theoretical master in all of Douluo Continent.
Everything he said made so much sense.
It was just that Wang Chen did not know what Tang San was thinking.
If he had known, Wang Chen definitely would not have been able to stop himself from laughing.
Not to mention Spirit Hall, the Upper Three Sects, and the imperial families of the two great empires—even ordinary advanced soul master academies had plenty of mimicry cultivation environments.
The so-called mimicry cultivation method was a theory summarized by predecessors who knew how many years ago. It had absolutely nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang.
Holy Soul Village and Notting City's Junior Soul Master Academy did not lack mimicry cultivation environments because they did not know how to build them. It was entirely because constructing such environments cost money—a great deal of money.
They merely lacked money, not knowledge.
As for why no one had told Tang San, it was simply because there was nothing like that around them. Telling him would have been useless anyway.
Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with a face full of admiration. "Teacher, you're incredible. You even know such profound theories."
Then Tang San thought of something. Yu Xiaogang had failed to break through to Rank 30 for so long—could it be because he had not found a cultivation environment suitable for Luo Sanpao? Was that why his teacher cultivated too slowly and could not break through to Rank 30?
At this thought, Tang San's eyes lit up. As though he had discovered the secret behind why his teacher could not break through to Rank 30, he said, "Teacher, I know why you can't break through to Rank 30. And I've even thought of a way to help you break through."
Yu Xiaogang froze.
He had already found a way to break through to Rank 30, and he was already working on it.
Still, since his disciple had come up with a way to help him break through, he decided to hear him out.
Yu Xiaogang showed an interested expression. "Little San, tell me. What do you think is the reason I can't break through to Rank 30?
And tell me the method you think can help me break through to Rank 30."
Tang San explained, "The reason Teacher can't break through to Rank 30 is because you haven't found an environment where your martial soul can be comfortable.
Teacher's martial soul is different from other people's. It can exist independently and possesses intelligence.
Therefore, Teacher's martial soul must be much more sensitive to its environment.
Its requirements for a comfortable environment must also be higher.
It's like how soul masters can cultivate faster when they enter an environment comfortable for their martial souls, which is equivalent to improving their cultivation aptitude."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. He had not expected his disciple to identify the root of his past cultivation problems from his explanation of the martial soul mimicry cultivation method.
When Yu Xiaogang had cultivated in the past, he had indeed only cared about whether he himself was comfortable. He had never considered whether his martial soul felt comfortable.
After Tang San's guidance, Yu Xiaogang also realized that his previous approach had been wrong.
But Yu Xiaogang was proud. He would never admit that he was at fault; if anyone was to blame, it was Luo Sanpao.
Yu Xiaogang said furiously, "Damn Luo Sanpao! It never told me what kind of environment made it comfortable. That's why I overlooked the importance of a simulated cultivation environment."
"The reason I can't break through level thirty must be because it's too useless and deliberately holding me back."
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang took out a whip and summoned Luo Sanpao.
Poor Luo Sanpao had no idea why Yu Xiaogang had summoned it when a whip lashed straight into its face.
"Crack~"
A loud sound rang out from where the whip struck Luo Sanpao. Its blank expression immediately twisted into one of terror and fear.
Luo Sanpao instantly rolled around on the ground in pain, crying out, "Luo luo luo~" in agony.
Yu Xiaogang paid it no mind. "It's all because of you, you damned swine! It's one thing for you to be useless yourself, but you didn't even tell me where I could cultivate faster and break through to level thirty. Now I'm still stuck at level twenty-nine because of you."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang raise his whip to strike again, Luo Sanpao immediately dissipated and returned to Yu Xiaogang's body.
Yu Xiaogang wanted to summon Luo Sanpao again, but whether it was because it had just expended too much energy or because its injuries were too severe, he could not summon it.
After venting for a while, Yu Xiaogang panted as he thought.
Although he had already cultivated the Sunflower Manual and could break through to level thirty on his own, if Tang San's method worked and could help him break through faster, why not use Tang San's method in conjunction with his own Sunflower Manual?
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and asked, "Little San, didn't you say you knew how to increase my cultivation speed? Tell me quickly—how can I improve it?"
Tang San nodded and explained, "Teacher, your martial soul is a swine. If you put a swine in an environment it likes—namely, a pig farm—and let it stay with other swine, wouldn't that put it in a good mood and speed up your cultivation?"
"So, I suggest that you go raise pigs at a pig farm, Teacher."
"By raising pigs, you'll be able to observe whether Luo Sanpao is living well at the pig farm. At the same time, you'll be able to gain a deeper understanding of pigs during the process."
"The better you understand your own martial soul, the greater power it can unleash. You were the one who taught me that, Teacher."
When Yu Xiaogang heard this, he realized it really was true.
His martial soul was a swine.
He needed to understand pigs in order to know how to make pigs better.
Yu Xiaogang said with satisfaction, "Your idea is not bad. I plan to go raise pigs right now."
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