Yu Xiaogang's expression turned serious.
"From now on, don't take a single step away from my side."
He stopped, and two soul rings rose from beneath his feet to above his head.
"Come out, Luo Sanpao."
Watching from the shadows, Xuan Xiao's lips twitched at Yu Xiaogang's expression, as though even taking a dump was a struggle.
How had he never noticed, back when he watched the anime, that Yu Xiaogang could struggle this much just to summon a martial soul?
Yu Xiaogang strained until his face flushed crimson and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Only after a long while did a bizarre-looking soul beast take shape before him.
It was a pale purple creature that looked much like a pig, but its skin was wrinkled all over, making it look both ugly and ridiculous.
"Xiao San, this is my martial soul. You can call it Luo Sanpao, or just Sanpao."
Tang San fought back the urge to make a snide remark and asked,
"Teacher, this is... your martial soul? Aren't beast martial souls supposed to manifest by possessing the wielder? Why does it..."
Yu Xiaogang sighed.
"Because mine is a mutated martial soul. Do you remember what I told you about mutated martial souls? Sanpao is one, except its mutation went in the wrong direction. When it first awakened, my soul power was only half a level."
At this point, Yu Xiaogang covered his face.
"Otherwise, how could I have ended up like this? No matter how hard I work, my soul power will never break past level thirty in this lifetime. In the end, I can only study martial souls through theory."
"Teacher is so devoted to martial souls, yet Sanpao..."
Xuan Xiao shook his head at the sight. Tang San was still far too naive, at