Before, whenever Tang San revealed his purple second soul ring in front of others, he would inevitably receive cries of astonishment.
And if his third ring was at the ten-thousand-year level, wouldn't that make him a genius among geniuses, enough to make everyone else's jaws drop?
Tang San could hardly suppress his excitement, and his respect and admiration for Fang Yuan deepened once more. Though in his heart, his respect and admiration for Fang Yuan had long since overflowed.
It was his teacher who had given him all this, lifting him from a future as an ordinary village blacksmith and turning him into a genius!
The harsher his early life had been, the more precious his teacher's cultivation of him seemed.
Hearing Fang Yuan and Tang San's conversation, Xiao Wu could not help opening her eyes as well.
She glared with her large eyes, puffing up her cheeks as she looked at Fang Yuan. "Teacher, you treat Tang San so well. Why isn't there anything for me?"
Fang Yuan was briefly stunned. Then, the hand that had been furiously rubbing her rabbit head turned over, and he rapped Xiao Wu on the head with his knuckles.
Seeing Xiao Wu's pained expression, Fang Yuan said irritably, "Haven't I given you enough immortal-grade medicinal herbs over the years? There are enough for you to open a flower-and-bird market. If I didn't have special means, who else on the entire continent could produce so many rare medicinal herbs?
"And yet you haven't eaten a single one. You hoarded them all away, and now you still have the nerve to ask me? You rebellious rabbit!"
Xiao Wu covered her head, her eyes immediately turning pitiful. "I just couldn't bear to eat them..."
Fang Yuan sighed. "After Little San absorbs this soul ring, his strength