Had Huo Yuhao Joined the Tang Sect Just to Become a Workhorse?

"Wow! Little Yuhao, you got your first soul ring! Congratulations!"

Tang Ya came running over, making a great fuss.

Behind her, Bei Bei noticed the ten-year soul ring on Huo Yuhao and the Wind Baboon lying on the ground.

He sighed inwardly. If his first soul ring was only ten years old, his future development would probably be difficult.

Although he thought that, Bei Bei had enough tact not to say it aloud.

"Yeah, Teacher Xiao Ya. I absorbed this Wind Baboon's soul ring. Oh, right, Teacher Xiao Ya, did Brother Wu give you that hairstyle? You look a lot prettier."

Huo Yuhao was never much good at lying, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Really? Hahahaha, I think so too."

The two chatted as though no one else were there, and Tang Ya even continued introducing her Tang Sect to Huo Yuhao.

At some point, Bei Bei sidled up beside Yang Lin.

He asked, "Xiao Ya and I still need to hunt for her third soul ring. Brother Yang, are you coming with us, or heading straight to Shrek City?"

Naturally, Yang Lin would not leave just yet. He still had more wool to shear off this sheep.

So he answered, "We'll come with you. If you need any help, Wu Liuqi and I can lend a hand."

Wu Liuqi nodded beside him. "Yep. We'll all be at the same academy anyway. Just remember to spread the word about my haircutting skills."

Bei Bei nodded somewhat helplessly. He had no idea why Brother Wu was so enthusiastic about cutting other people's hair.

Could his martial soul be influencing him? Was he like this because his martial soul was Scissors?

Bei Bei considered it for a moment, then could not be bothered to think about it further.

He would simply send more customers Brother Wu's way in the future.

"Yuhao, our Tang Sect gets one admission spot to Shrek every year that doesn't require an entrance exam. If you join the Tang Sect, we can give that spot to you."

Tang Ya said it with a smile.

Huo Yuhao, who had still been hesitating, immediately nodded his agreement upon hearing that.

Brother Yang is going to Shrek too. If I get in, I'll be able to keep following in his footsteps.

Once my strength improves enough, I'll definitely make Brother Yang see me in a whole new light!

Afterward, Bei Bei and Tang Ya explained a whole pile of rules to Huo Yuhao.

There was also talk along the lines of, "In life, you belong to the Tang Sect; in death, you're the Tang Sect's ghost."

Of course, they did not put it quite so bluntly, but that was more or less what they meant.

Yang Lin looked at Huo Yuhao with a hint of sympathy. Once this kid joined the Tang Sect, he really would become a beast of burden.

In the original story, the Tang Sect's rise had practically been carried single-handedly by Huo Yuhao.

He had to research how to combine soul tools with hidden weapons while also doing everything he could to make the Tang Sect's name known.

Then he had to rack his brains to recruit all kinds of talented people.

Geniuses like Ji Juechen, Jing Ziyan, and Nan Shuishui had basically joined because Huo Yuhao was in the Tang Sect.

Otherwise, why would they ever join a sect that had already fallen into decline?

Never mind the distant examples. Just look at the people closest to him.

Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, Wang Dong, and Xiaoxiao had all joined the Tang Sect because of Huo Yuhao too.

Huo Yuhao had poured his heart and soul into reviving the Tang Sect, working himself like a dog.

And what about the sect leader, Tang Ya? Who knew what screw had come loose in her head? She had simply thrown down her burden and quit, gone off alone to take revenge on the Iron Blood Sect, and then become an evil soul master.

After becoming an evil soul master, she had even turned against the Tang Sect.

Seriously, what was this nonsense? "I devoted myself to reviving the sect, only for the sect leader to defect to the enemy first!" Yep, that was exactly how much of a trap it was!

Meanwhile, Deputy Sect Leader Bei Bei spent all day and night calling, "Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya," without taking care of anything.

He had even deliberately let Tang Ya pierce his chest when the Tang Sect fought the Holy Spirit Cult.

He had said bizarre things like, "Dying at the hands of the one I love is a kind of happiness," and, "Let my death awaken you from the darkness."

And in the end, he had actually fucking awakened Tang Ya.

All one could say was that it truly deserved to be called the Romance Continent.

Those two were nothing but dead weight.

Huo Yuhao really was too earnest. Everyone else treated "revive the Tang Sect" as a joke; he alone took it seriously.

If Yang Lin had been Huo Yuhao, learning about those two's baffling antics would probably have made him so furious he suffered a brain hemorrhage, then thrown down his burden and quit!

After giving a string of assurances, Huo Yuhao finally joined the Tang Sect and became a glorious beast of burden.

Next, the group continued helping Tang Ya search for a soul beast.

Just as Yang Lin expected, she still chose a Mandala Snake that was a little over thirteen hundred years old.

Since the soul beast was so weak, neither Yang Lin nor Wu Liuqi needed to act.

With the help of Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection Sharing, Bei Bei easily took down the Mandala Snake.

Watching Tang Ya absorb the soul ring, Yang Lin finally could not resist asking Bei Bei beside him:

"Who advised Tang Ya to choose this soul beast?"

Bei Bei gave Yang Lin a slightly puzzled look and replied as though it were obvious:

"Don't all Blue Silver Grass soul masters choose their soul rings this way? Entanglement, parasitism, binding."

"The Tang Sect's ancestor Tang San, who lived ten thousand years ago, also had Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul. He cultivated this way and eventually became a deity!"

As he finished, a trace of reverence involuntarily entered Bei Bei's eyes.

Yang Lin wore a complicated expression. "So... all the Blue Silver Grass soul masters who came afterward followed Tang San's template when absorbing soul rings and choosing soul skills?"

"Of course. Isn't that perfectly normal? Once a soul master reaches the pinnacle, anyone who comes after him with the same martial soul only needs to follow his experience. At least they won't go wrong."

Yang Lin lowered his head and fell silent, while Wu Liuqi snickered beside him.

Seriously, God King Tang, couldn't you have passed down some decent advice? You single-handedly led an entire martial soul's cultivation path astray. Just what I'd expect from you, Your Majesty the God King.

Yang Lin sighed inwardly.

Actually, Bei Bei was not wrong. Once a soul master reached the pinnacle, following in that person's footsteps was the best choice for later generations.

The most representative example was the Evil-Eyed White Tiger martial soul. Ten thousand years had passed, and it still relied on the same three old tricks.

It was a little stale, but at least it was reliable and effective.

But Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was not ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It was the top-tier martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor.

It was not even the same species as Blue Silver Grass.

If later generations kept following Tang San's experience, weren't they courting death?

And that old bastard Tang San was shrewd, too. He simply refused to tell the world that what he possessed was actually a top-tier martial soul like the Blue Silver Emperor.

That led everyone else to believe his martial soul had always been Blue Silver Grass.

Most people also believed Tang San's success had been entirely due to his own hard work.

Luckily, Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass had a little devouring power. Otherwise, if she cultivated according to God King Tang's experience like this, she would not have a ghost of a chance of making anything of herself later on.