A kind master and a filial disciple-Tang San manifests his divinity?

Tang San followed inside the protective barrier, his eyes fixed on the terrain ahead:

"Contain the aftershocks of the Phoenix Flame, and avoid touching the roots of the poisonous flowers on both sides, otherwise it will trigger a backlash from the entire poison array."

"Go through the crack in the rock on the right side of the mountain wall; the valley entrance is just thirty feet ahead."

Yan Shaozhe did as he was told to extinguish the fire, while Xuan Zi quickened his pace, leading Tang San with his inner energy.

After passing through the last narrow crevice in the rock, the multicolored poisonous fog that had been obscuring our view finally thinned out.

The vast garden of rare medicinal herbs at the bottom of the valley, and the two springs, one red and one white, converging in the center, all came into Tang San's view again after countless years.

Yan Shaozhe felt the rich spiritual energy emanating from the valley and stopped in his tracks, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

"This... this really is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

Yan Shaozhe was still admiring the lush medicinal herb garden in the valley when Xuan Zi, with a quick glance, spotted the two boys standing by the spring. His steps abruptly halted.

"Gu Mingyuan?!"

Yan Shaozhe turned his head upon hearing the sound, and was equally taken aback when he saw the indifferent face beside Aromatic Silk Beauty. In less than two breaths, his gaze shifted from Gu Mingyuan's face to the Soul Power aura around him that had not yet been fully concealed.

Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!

When he disappeared, this kid had clearly only recently broken through to the Soul Elder. Only a few months have passed, and without the academy's Mimicry Cultivation Environment and resource support, his cultivation has actually advanced by this much.

Xuan Zi strode forward, all the emotions from before surging up at once, his eyes fixed intently on Gu Mingyuan:

"Since you're still alive, why haven't you returned to the academy to report after escaping?!"

Gu Mingyuan placed the jade box containing the Aromatic Immortal Pill into his Storage Ring before saying:

"I am currently in the Sun Moon Empire."

"I ask you why you haven't returned to Shrek!" Xuan Zi's voice suddenly grew louder, and the aura of a Level 98 Hyper Douluo pressed down on him.

Seeing Xuan Zi's anger, Yan Shaozhe quickly raised his hand to stop him, stepped forward to take over the conversation, and tried to soften his tone:

"Mingyuan, the academy is still investigating your disappearance."

"Now that we've met here, whatever you've been through outside, come back with us to the Sea God Pavilion and explain the whole story of the past few months to the elders."

Shrek has always been your home.

Gu Mingyuan felt a bit disgusted by what he heard and asked, "When did I agree to go back with you?"

Xuan Zi frowned immediately, about to lash out, when Yu Xiaogang, who had been covering his forehead, saw Tang San's figure, his eyes lit up, and he quickly floated over to get close to Tang San.

"You mistress! You've come at the perfect time!" Yu Xiaogang covered his bulging forehead with one hand, and pointed directly at Gu Mingyuan with the other.

"This kid somehow got hold of a Tang Sect token, and relying on that token, he even dared to publicly deny Yuhao's Tang Sect identity!"

"I couldn't stand by and watch, so I spoke up for Yuhao and said a few words of justice. How dare he lay a hand on me!"

Tang San stopped and coldly glanced at the comical bulge of soul light on Yu Xiaogang's forehead. Far from showing any concern, his youthful face darkened.

"You can't even handle a junior Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, and you got smashed to this state. Aren't you ashamed enough already?"

Yu Xiaogang's words of complaint stuck in his throat.

He originally thought that even though they had torn each other apart in Ming Capital to seize the physical body, now, in front of the two elders of Shrek Academy and Gu Mingyuan, an outsider, Tang San should at least consider their millennia-old master-disciple relationship in order to protect his reputation for loyalty and righteousness, and take the opportunity to stand up for him and teach Gu Mingyuan a lesson.

But to his utter surprise, what awaited him was a public reprimand!

"You..." Yu Xiaogang's translucent face alternated between pale and flushed, shame and anger, along with the resentment that had been building up for days, instantly clouded his judgment. He pointed at Tang San and blurted out:

"Tang San!"

"Back in Nuoding City, when you became my disciple! When you shouted, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life!'"

"Not like this now—"

"Go back." Tang San's eyes turned cold.

"Don't get in my way."

Yu Xiaogang stared at the disciple in front of him, who had not only taken away his reborn body but was now going to trample his last shred of dignity into the mud. His entire Soul Body was so angry that it emitted green smoke.

Huo Yuhao, standing at the back, glanced at Tang San's expressionless face and felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly stepped forward and whispered a word of advice:

"Teacher, stop talking, please return to your Sea of Consciousness."

Within the Sea of Spirit, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm also saw the situation clearly. Without waiting for Yu Xiaogang's consent, it directly retracted its outward-released Origin Source Spiritual Power.

Without the support of power, Yu Xiaogang didn't even have time to utter another word before his manifested Soul Body quickly dimmed, turning into a white light and being forcibly pulled back into Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness.

He slumped onto the Sea of Spirit, his hands clenched into fists. Through Huo Yuhao's perspective, he looked at the back of the eight-year-old boy outside. For a moment, he stopped uttering any words of pride or self-justification and remained silent for a long time.

On the shore, Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe had witnessed the scene clearly. They exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke a word in defense of Yu Xiaogang, the so-called "master of masters".

Before a true god, a remnant soul without any cultivation is pitifully insignificant.

Tang San didn't take this little incident to heart at all. He walked straight past the crowd and headed towards the Aromatic Silk Beauty beside the spring.

"Youyou, bring out the book." Tang San stretched out his hand, his tone as natural as if he were instructing his servant.

Youyou another child appear, and immediately asking for a book, Youyou quickly gathered the petals closer together, eyeing him warily.

"And who are you? What gives you the right to take it?"

This time, Tang San did not get angry. He stood there and recited several sentences of the core outline of the medicine and poison chapters of the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record". Then he recited the three test details he had set for the few immortal Immortal Herb before he left, without missing a single detail.

The flower, Youyou had been shrunken, gradually rose as he spoke, its eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.

"These things... even the human who had the token just now didn't know everything, how do you know so much?"

"That Book was left behind by my own hands, and this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was also found by me ten thousand years ago."

Tang San stepped forward, and the golden Trident mark in the center of his forehead glowed slightly. A wisp of pure Sea God Divine Sense consciousness was released and gently brushed against the Youyou flower plate.

It Youyou sensed that incredibly familiar aura, one that had transcended millennia; the tightly closed pink petals unfurled, and the long stem swayed excitedly.

"This aura... you... you're that person from back then?!"

"Now that you've recognized them, there's no need to ask any more questions."

Tang San withdrew his Divine Sense, turned around and scanned the medicinal garden in front of him, which was rich in spiritual energy. The pent-up frustration in his heart over the past few days finally gave way to a sense of relief.