Tang Hao felt that something was off, but he couldn't say what.
He raised his teacup. "You've thought this through, Brother Yu. But couldn't Xiao San absorb a Soul Ring from a Hundred-Year Plant-type Soul Beast? Why choose Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo as an option?"
Yu Xiaogang's face stiffened. He couldn't exactly admit that even fighting a Hundred-Year Soul Beast had been a struggle for him back then.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I found a legend in Spirit Hall's Secret Tome. If someone absorbs a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo as their first Soul Ring, then does the same for the next eight, they have a chance to gain the super Soul Skill Invincible Pole Vault! With that skill, nine consecutive leaps can take them to the Divine Realm."
Tang Hao was dumbfounded. Nine Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo Soul Rings could grant the super Soul Skill Invincible Pole Vault?
Was that true? Tang Hao felt as though he hadn't read enough. Surely someone as knowledgeable as Yu Xiaogang wouldn't deceive him? Half convinced, half doubtful, he asked:
"Then, Grandmaster, why didn't you have Xiao San absorb more Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo Soul Rings?"
Yu Xiaogang stood, clasped his hands behind his back, and assumed an air of unfathomable wisdom.
"Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo was only a fallback. I believed from the beginning that Xiao San had the potential to become a god. If he could ascend to the Divine Realm on his own, why rely on outside help?"
Tang San's eyes instantly brimmed with grateful tears. He bowed deeply. "Master!"
Yu Xiaogang hurried over and helped Tang San straighten up, his gaze full of affection.
"You're my only disciple. Of course I'll do everything I can to help you become a god."
Tang San nodded firmly. "Don't worry, Master. When I become a god,