Qin Ming Was No Slouch, and the Embracing the Elixir Breakthrough Was Halted

Tang Shan seemed to read something in Yu Tianheng's expression. "'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters' might be true," he said, "but your uncle isn't the one to say it.

"He can't prove that claim is true. To truly prove it, he'd have to find someone whose Martial Soul is widely recognized as trash, whose Innate Soul Power is low, and then help that person grow into a mid- or high-level Soul Master."

Yu Tianheng fell silent for a long time. He said nothing more before class began. Clearly, the blow of realizing that Yu Xiaogang could not actually substantiate his own theory had yet to sink in.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Qin Ming. Today, we'll have a brief talk about how Soul Masters cultivate and develop."

Qin Ming's black hair had nothing distinctive about it. His features were plain, his bearing ordinary. If the finery of a Heavenly Supreme Level teacher's uniform had not lent him a touch of distinction, no one would have noticed him in a crowd.

His bright black eyes swept over the students below, pausing briefly on Tang Shan and Yu Tianheng.

That morning, the three education board members had called a meeting of all the teachers. Besides reviewing recent teaching results,

and promoting a Soul Emperor who had just broken through to Heaven Dou Grade teacher, the three had told the faculty that two geniuses would soon be joining the academy. They had also announced the pair's distinguishing traits and basic information.

A stir had run through the room. The information about those two was simply too astounding:

Yu Tianheng, of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan: seven years old, level twenty-four, with one yellow and one purple Soul Ring.

Tang Shan, a genius recruited by the First Prince: highly regarded