Tang San Suffered Cultivation Deviation!?

The door swung open, and Cao Kun, dressed in white, strolled inside.

His expression was calm. His gaze swept over the three people in the room before settling on the furious Yu Xiaogang.

"Are you Cao Kun, the one spouting nonsense and misleading Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang looked Cao Kun up and down. Seeing how young he was, and sensing nothing remarkable in his soul power fluctuations despite his distinguished bearing, Yu Xiaogang felt even more contemptuous—and angrier.

"Misleading?"

Cao Kun chuckled, a faint trace of mockery in his eyes. "Yu Xiaogang—or should I call you the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's 'theoretical Grandmaster'?"

Yu Xiaogang stiffened abruptly, his pupils contracting!

He had concealed his identity for years. Very few people knew his true origins!

How did this boy know?!

"You... who exactly are you?!" Yu Xiaogang asked hoarsely.

"Who I am doesn't matter."

Cao Kun walked over to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, his tone casual.

"What matters is that you're a mere level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster with no hope of ever reaching level thirty. Yet after leafing through a few old texts and conducting some armchair research, you dare call yourself 'Grandmaster.'"

"You go around dispensing advice and leading students astray. Who gave you the nerve?"

Every word cut like a knife, stabbing straight into Yu Xiaogang's deepest wounds and insecurities!

"You... how dare you!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled with rage, his face flushed crimson.

"Soul power level isn't everything!"

"My theories have been proven!"

"Proven?"

"By producing a level-twenty-nine 'Grandmaster' like you?"

Cao Kun took a sip of tea, his tone growing sharper. "By taking Blue Silver Grass with potential rooted in life and nature, forcing it down a vile path of poison, and cutting off any chance of evolution?"

"By knowing perfectly well that Tang San is the son of Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, yet feigning ignorance and leading him astray with your theory full of holes?"

"You... you're talking nonsense!"

Yu Xiaogang looked as though lightning had struck him. His face turned deathly pale!

Tang San's parentage was a secret between him and Tang Hao!

How could Cao Kun know?!

And he was accusing him of deliberately misleading Tang San?!

Tang San froze as well. He whipped his head toward Yu Xiaogang, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Teacher... knew who his father was?

And... did it deliberately?

Besides, his father, Tang Hao, was actually a Titled Douluo???

Then why had his father become a blacksmith in Holy Soul Village?

Where had his mother gone?

At that moment,

Tang San's mind was filled with far too many questions.

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Cao Kun set down his teacup, his gaze shooting toward Yu Xiaogang like cold lightning. "Do you need me to remind you of the old grievances between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Because of your martial soul mutation, your clan treated you with contempt, and you've been trapped at level twenty-nine your entire life. Can you honestly say you've never harbored resentment?"

"When you met Tang Hao's son and discovered his 'inferior' martial soul, you used theories that seemed reasonable but actually destroyed his potential to 'train' him. What exactly were your intentions?"

"Was it to prove your theory that 'there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters,' or... did you have another agenda?"

"Such as coveting the secret of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast taking human form?"

Cao Kun spoke that last sentence very softly, yet it exploded like thunder in Yu Xiaogang's and Tang San's ears!

Yu Xiaogang's vision darkened, his blood surging.

Every word from Cao Kun condemned him, brutally laying bare dark corners of his heart that even he had been unwilling to examine!

The accusation about "coveting the secret of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast taking human form" shook him especially hard.

Because he knew Tang San's mother was the Blue Silver Emperor in human form.

And he truly had entertained the idea of studying that secret!

"You... you're slandering me!"

"San, don't listen to his nonsense! He's trying to turn us against each other!" Yu Xiaogang roared hoarsely, losing all control of his emotions.

Tang San's mind was in turmoil!

Cao Kun's words, Yu Xiaogang's violent reaction, and the possibility that his teacher had long known his father's identity yet never mentioned it...

All these clues intertwined, making him feel intense doubt and uncertainty about the teacher he had always respected for the very first time!

He stared hard at Yu Xiaogang's face, trying to discern something from his expression.

At the same time, he instinctively activated his Purple Demon Eye. Purple light swirled in his eyes as he tried to see more clearly, to catch the slightest changes in Yu Xiaogang's and Cao Kun's expressions and determine who was lying!

However,

When he pushed his vision to its limit and his gaze swept over Cao Kun,

Something suddenly changed!

Deep within Cao Kun's seemingly unremarkable aura, beneath the scrutiny of his Purple Demon Eye, the phantom of an ancient, enormous bell seemed to flash into existence—a bell that suppressed primordial chaos and gave rise to chaos itself!

An indescribable aura of boundless chaos, transcending levels and soul power, seemingly touching the fundamental laws of the world, surged back along Tang San's probing gaze like an enraged Primordial Deity!

"Pfft...!"

Tang San felt as though an invisible giant hammer had struck him square in the chest!

A tearing agony ripped through his eyes, and his vision was instantly flooded with blinding golden light and the colors of chaos!

"Aah!..."

He screamed and clapped both hands over his eyes. Crimson blood streamed between his fingers!

He staggered backward several steps before collapsing to the floor, curling up in agony and instantly losing consciousness!

"San!!"

"Brother San!"

Yu Xiaogang and Xiao Wu—who had arrived after hearing the commotion at some point and happened to be eavesdropping by the door—cried out together.

Then both rushed toward Tang San.

Tang San's eyes were tightly shut, blood continually seeping from them. His face was as white as paper, his breathing faint. He was already unconscious!

"What happened?! What's wrong with Tang San?!" Flender was also startled and hurried over to examine him.

Cao Kun remained where he stood, allowing a suitably "shocked" and "grave" look to appear on his face.

Inside, however, he was perfectly calm.

The Chaos Bell martial soul was a mythical-grade martial soul, containing the essence of supreme laws such as chaos, suppression, and space-time. How could a mere Purple Demon Eye pry into it at will?

Tang San's forceful probing had triggered a backlash from those laws. He was already incredibly lucky that his soul and eyes had not been shattered outright.

Even that was only because, the instant Tang San suffered the backlash and Cao Kun sensed the suppression of a strange power, Cao Kun had used his immense spiritual power to forcibly rein in most of the backlash.

Otherwise, Tang San would already have been dead or reduced to an imbecile.

"Brother San, wake up!"

Xiao Wu was so frantic that tears spilled from her eyes, and she had no idea what to do.

Yu Xiaogang recalled what had just happened and said slowly, "San... his eyes suddenly started glowing purple, and then he..."

Hearing this, Flender looked thoughtful before turning to Cao Kun.

Cao Kun slowly stepped forward and pretended to examine Tang San carefully. Then he slowly straightened, his brow furrowed, his tone carrying a hint of "disbelief" and "speculation."

"The purple light in his eyes was unnatural, and his aura was chaotic and violent..."

"This seems to be..."

"A sign of cultivation deviation!!!"