Stealing the Mysterious Heaven Skill: Grandmaster Finally Found His Specialty

Tang San shot upright.

He sat there clenching his fists for a long while, then slowly lay back down.

He couldn't keep cultivating.

His mind was full of Xiao Wu hugging Ye Lin. The Mysterious Heaven Skill made three circuits through his meridians before falling apart. He couldn't concentrate at all.

He rolled over, then rolled over again. The hard bed boards dug painfully into his bones, but the worst ache was in his chest.

In his mind, Tang San cursed Ye Lin a hundred times,

then Yu Xiaogang another hundred,

and finally even cursed the bedding.

If that bedding hadn't been taken, why would Xiao Wu be sleeping beside Ye Lin?

Why was everything going wrong in this life?

Was this even the same world?

The next morning, before dawn had fully broken, Yu Xiaogang appeared at the door of Dorm Seven.

He meant to knock softly, but just as he raised his hand,

a familiar voice reached his ears.

"The Mysterious Heaven Skill: circulate qi through the meridians, focus the mind on the dantian..."

Yu Xiaogang's hand froze.

He held his breath and stood motionless outside the door.

Tang San's thoughts came through in fragments,

but every line of the cultivation formula was clear and complete: "guide qi through the Governing Vessel," "draw qi back to its source," "complete the meridian circuit."

Yu Xiaogang's pupils narrowed. His cultivation might not be high, but his theoretical knowledge was exceptionally deep.

After hearing just a few lines, he knew this technique was anything but ordinary.

It was even better than any he had encountered before.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.

He hadn't expected Tang San to possess such a powerful technique. He could steal it for Ye Lin to use.

Back then, he had obtained a wealth of theoretical knowledge from Spirit Hall's archives.

Now he had gotten the Mysterious Heaven Skill from Tang San.

Perfect.

He quickly pulled a stub of charcoal pencil and a scrap of paper from his sleeve, writing down every word of the formula.

When Tang San's thoughts finally fell silent,

Yu Xiaogang folded the paper and tucked it close to his chest. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

Good stuff.

This was the real treasure.

With this technique, Ye Lin's cultivation speed would increase by leaps and bounds.

Once he was sure Tang San had nothing more to reveal, he raised his hand and knocked.

"Ye Lin, Tang San, time to get up."

When the three of them reached the entrance to Nuoding Academy,

a middle-aged man was waiting there.

"Xiaogang, there you are. I've been waiting ages."

Yu Xiaogang smiled. "Something held me up."

Sigma waved it off. His gaze swept over Ye Lin and Tang San, and he grinned. "These two boys? All right, let's go."

Tang San stood beside Ye Lin, his face expressionless, but his thoughts were in an uproar.

Why is there a fourth person?

Last time, it was just me and Gangzi!

Where did this headmaster come from?

What's this supposed to mean, Gangzi?

Last time, you took me alone, but this time you brought the headmaster too?

You're playing favorites!

You're fucking playing favorites!

Walking ahead of them, Yu Xiaogang heard every word of Tang San's thoughts.

Tang San, if your thoughts hadn't tipped me off,

how would I have known we'd run into that four-hundred-year-old Mandala Snake?

After buying supplies in Nuoding City,

Yu Xiaogang hired a carriage to take them toward Soul Hunting Forest.

Inside the carriage,

he produced a beautiful-looking belt from somewhere. Twenty-four milky-white gems were set into it.

"This is a Storage Soul Tool. It's been gathering dust with me.

"You just need to channel Soul Power into it. Each gem provides one cubic meter of storage space.

"Ye Lin, it's yours."

Ye Lin accepted the belt.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Tang San stared at the belt so hard his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

That was Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.

My Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night!

In his previous life, Yu Xiaogang had given him that Storage Soul Tool with his own hands. It had accompanied him all the way to godhood, carrying his hidden weapons, his herbs, everything he owned.

Twenty-four cubic meters of storage space was a treasure almost impossible to find anywhere on the continent.

He had done so much with that belt in his previous life, and now Yu Xiaogang had casually handed it to Ye Lin.

That's mine! Mine! What gives you the right to give it to Ye Lin?

Gangzi, you bastard!

Without Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night, where am I supposed to keep my hidden weapons?

My Sleeve Arrows, my Godly Zhuge Crossbow, everything I own—where am I supposed to put any of it?

Across from him, Yu Xiaogang leafed through an old book without betraying a thing.

As he listened to Tang San's thoughts, the grin tugging at his lips was harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.

Tang San, it belongs to Ye Lin now.

Everything you own will belong to Ye Lin eventually.

Then another thought slipped through.

Forget it. So what if I lost the belt?

The hidden weapons are what matter. Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night was only there to support them.

Take the most versatile one, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

How did I make it again?

First, I...

Yu Xiaogang's fingers paused on the page.

Hidden weapons? The Godly Zhuge Crossbow?

He turned slightly and quietly took out his paper and pencil.

Yu Xiaogang recorded the entire method for making the Godly Zhuge Crossbow as Tang San recalled it.

When Tang San's thoughts gradually subsided,

Yu Xiaogang carefully folded the newly filled sheet, placed it alongside the Mysterious Heaven Skill notes, and tucked both close to his chest.

Tang San really is a reincarnated soul. He knows quite a lot.

He mentioned the Purple Demon Eyes, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Mysterious Jade Hands, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track too. I'll have to steal those techniques from him one by one.

The carriage stopped at the edge of Soul Hunting Forest, and the four of them climbed out.

Yu Xiaogang walked between the boys. Glancing from Ye Lin to Tang San, he said,

"I gave some thought to the paths you two should take."

Tang San kept his face blank, but inwardly he scoffed.

That useless Grandmaster is about to start handing out advice again.

"Ye Lin, your Martial Soul is your body," Yu Xiaogang said.

"A Body Martial Soul has a high degree of integration with the body and great potential for growth. Personally, I suggest a Strength-type assault path, with some defensive attributes added as well."

"That way, you can both deal damage and hold your ground in a head-on fight. It offers the best return for your effort."

Ye Lin listened attentively and nodded. "All right, teacher. I'll follow your advice."

Yu Xiaogang hummed in approval, then turned to Tang San.

"Tang San, your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass."

Yu Xiaogang thought for a moment.

"Blue Silver Grass has little offensive power, but it's flexible, spreads quickly, and covers a wide area."

"I recommend a control-type path focused on entangling and restraining your opponents. If you can develop a poison attribute later, it could also be useful for keeping them in check."

"I'm not going control-type," Tang San said coldly.

"Control-type has no future at all."