Yu Xiaogang, You Have Already Courted Death!

Tang San's mind went blank when he heard Sunday's theory.

"San, don't believe him. Have you forgotten what makes you special?"

Seeing Tang San staring down at his Blue Silver Grass without a word, Yu Xiaogang hurried forward and gripped his shoulders.

"That's right! My situation is special."

Yu Xiaogang's cry instantly brought Tang San back to his senses. Although Sunday made a great deal of sense, his situation was special.

He had twin martial souls. His teacher had once said that his second martial soul was of very high quality, which was why he had innate full soul power.

Yet as he thought about it, Tang San began to hesitate again. With so many facts laid bare today, could he really still trust Yu Xiaogang's theories?

"What about twin martial souls, then? I'm only speaking hypothetically, but could someone's second martial soul be what gave him innate full soul power?"

As though possessed, Tang San spoke up and revealed his most important secret. He had a feeling that after today, he would definitely regret it.

"San, you!"

Yu Xiaogang stared at Tang San in shock. He had never imagined that his own disciple would distrust him.

And he had even revealed his most important secret.

Yu Xiaogang's face immediately flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead. He wanted to unleash a torrent of abuse, but then he remembered that a certain someone might be watching from somewhere nearby.

He recalled how Zhao Wuji had struck too hard before, and the ghastly state he had ended up in afterward.

Yu Xiaogang forcibly swallowed the words already on the tip of his tongue.

When Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi heard Tang San's words, a suspicion rose in their minds.

If...

Two different thoughts took shape in their minds.

He's Rongrong's classmate. Perhaps I could...

Twin martial souls? Just like that woman. But from the looks of things, he can no longer be of use to me. It seems...

As he thought, Ning Fengzhi glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was watching Sunday, a calculating gleam flashing in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe's eyes were already brimming with murderous intent. But everyone had their attention fixed on Sunday, and no one noticed.

Sunday also froze for a moment when he heard Tang San mention twin martial souls. He had not expected Tang San to reveal that.

"Of course not. As I said, martial soul quality is directly proportional to innate soul power.

Your claim that a high-quality second martial soul brings about innate full soul power simply doesn't hold."

As he spoke, Sunday raised a hand and pointed at the carriage behind him.

"It's just like a carriage. Do you think a carriage runs fast because one of its wheels is inlaid with gold?

If one wheel is large and the other small, how fast can it possibly go, no matter how fine the materials are?

Only a handful of people with twin martial souls have ever been born on this continent, but not all of them had innate full soul power.

A hoe and a sickle could also be twin martial souls. Do you think they would have innate soul power?"

Watching understanding gradually dawn on Tang San, Sunday clasped his hands behind his back.

"If the martial souls aren't close in quality, especially if the gap is too great, twin martial souls won't emerge at all.

Because the moment they awakened, that extreme imbalance would tear their wielder apart!

The prerequisite for twin martial souls is that their quality must be close."

Hearing Sunday's analysis and recalling Yu Xiaogang's original theory, Tang San instantly realized that Yu Xiaogang had merely been guessing back then.

"Whew. Thank you. I've learned much from you."

Tang San let out a deep breath and bowed slightly to Sunday. Although he had no fondness for Sunday, he had to offer thanks to someone who imparted knowledge and dispelled his doubts.

"San! You actually bowed to him? I'm your teacher!"

Seeing his beloved disciple bow to someone else, Yu Xiaogang completely lost his composure and began shouting on the spot.

Tang San frowned at Yu Xiaogang's accusation, but as someone who respected his teachers and their teachings,

he could only answer Yu Xiaogang patiently.

"Teacher, you're overthinking it. That wasn't what I meant."

Yu Xiaogang paid no heed to Tang San and pointed straight at his nose as he berated him.

"Have you forgotten? Wasn't I the one who went through untold hardships to obtain your first soul ring and set you on the path of a Soul Master?

I was the one who gave your Blue Silver Grass combat ability and allowed you to grow this far..."

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more worked up he became, standing there and rambling on without end.

Tang San kept his head lowered without saying a word, quietly listening to Yu Xiaogang's scolding.

Watching the pair, Ma Hongjun leaned his head toward Dai Mubai and whispered.

"Just look at San. Thank goodness I didn't take Grandmaster as my teacher, or my whole life would have been ruined."

Dai Mubai nodded in wholehearted agreement.

Tang San really had the worst luck, ending up with a teacher who had no strength, was obsessed with saving face, was a thief to boot, and loved asserting his importance in front of his disciple.

Sunday laughed outright when he heard Yu Xiaogang say he had helped Tang San obtain his first soul ring,

and when he went on to claim that he had given Tang San combat ability, Sunday scoffed all the more.

Everyone present knew that Tang San had innate full soul power. Even if someone like him worked behind closed doors, he would at least become a Titled Douluo in the future.

"Grandmaster Yu is still leading his students astray!"

Interrupted just as he was getting carried away, Yu Xiaogang stared at Sunday, his face crimson and his breath heaving like an ox's.

"What did you say?"

"Isn't that exactly what you're doing? Blue Silver Grass is the most common soul beast on the continent, renowned for its tenacious vitality.

Someone like Tang San, whose martial soul hasn't fully developed, could easily follow the healing or support path.

With the nourishment of life soul rings, his martial soul might already have evolved and fully awakened by now,

instead of becoming the misshapen thing it is today, riddled with poison, cutting off his own future."

"What?!"

"What?!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned by Sunday's words.

Ning Fengzhi even took two steps forward and cupped his hands toward Sunday, his voice earnest.

"Sir, is what you say true? Can martial souls evolve?"

Looking at the excited Ning Fengzhi, Sunday slowly nodded.

"Martial soul evolution is indeed real, and there are various methods. The most common is evolution through soul rings and soul bones.

This sort of evolution is very common. For example, if someone's martial soul is a fire lizard,

then continually absorbing fire-attribute soul rings and soul bones could cause its flames to evolve further.

If he absorbs dragon-attribute soul rings, his martial soul could evolve toward a dragon."

"Are there any other methods? Rest assured, sir, I, Ning Fengzhi, am certainly not an ungrateful man.

Whether this information proves useful or not, I will pay ten million gold soul coins for each piece of information.

And from this moment on, you will be the Grand Supreme Elder of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

The more Ning Fengzhi spoke, the more excited he became. He had pursued only two things in his life: the first was to restore the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to glory,

and the second was to evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, even if it only became an Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

This lifelong pursuit had driven him to the brink of obsession. Now that such an opportunity lay before him, how could he not be excited?

"Ten million!"

Everyone present marveled inwardly at Ning Fengzhi's lavish offer. Only Gu Rong and Ning Rongrong understood his determination.

Hearing Sunday's theory of martial soul evolution, Tang San sank into thought again. By now, there was no respect left for Yu Xiaogang in his eyes.

Recalling his first soul-ring hunt, he realized that without his hidden weapons at his side, he would probably have long since become snake droppings.

An ordinary person would probably have died long ago. This Yu Xiaogang had treated him as nothing more than a test subject.

The more Tang San thought, the tighter his fists clenched. If there hadn't been so many people around, he would have loved to shoot Yu Xiaogang dead with a Zhuge Repeating Crossbow.

Yu Xiaogang, you have already courted death!