The nourishing soups had been specially prepared according to each person's Martial Soul characteristics. Tang San's soup contained herbs that strengthened the foundation and replenished vitality, while Cinderella's contained ingredients that nourished spiritual power.
"Sit down and eat," Yu Xiaogang said, gesturing for them to take their seats. "Rest for half an hour after you finish, then we'll move on to the next training program."
The group took their seats around the long table and began eating.
Tang San and Cinderella sat on one side. Both ate with refined manners, sipping their porridge in small mouthfuls and occasionally exchanging a few quiet words.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing sat on the other side, with some distance between them. They ate silently on their own.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun sat together. They were starving and wolfed down their food.
After one taste, Tang San knew this was medicinal cuisine. He had encountered such dishes in the Tang Sect as well. Although the medicinal herb systems of the two worlds differed, their fundamental principles were the same.
The herbs in this porridge had been matched quite exquisitely. They nourished the body without conflicting with one another, and long-term consumption would indeed greatly benefit Soul Masters.
"Yu Xiaogang truly has a unique talent in this respect," Tang San remarked rarely.
Cinderella looked at him in surprise, then smiled. "Tang San, do you acknowledge Teacher Yu's theories too?"
Tang San did not answer and merely continued drinking his porridge.
Acknowledge them?
Not quite.
In his eyes, Yu Xiaogang had always been someone he needed to remain wary of.
But that did not mean he would deny Yu Xiaogang's abilities in certain areas, such as theoretical research and training planning.
At the very least, Yu Xiaogang's training program had indeed helped improve their strength so