Tang Tian slowly raised his head.
The mocking smile on his face vanished.
In its place was a chilling calm.
"If I heard correctly, Grandmaster, did you just say Blue Silver Grass was inferior? That it was a trash martial soul?"
Grandmaster frowned. He had no idea what Tang Tian was trying to do.
Although he felt a vague unease.
He had absolute confidence when it came to such basic theory.
This greenhorn wanted to debate theory with me?
He was showing off his axe before a master carpenter!
To win back Tang San's trust.
He declared proudly:
"This is common knowledge in the Soul Master World."
"Blue Silver Grass grows everywhere and is utterly fragile!"
"It has no offensive power and no support abilities. How is it not a trash martial soul?"
Hearing this, Tang San felt that this man had already given him cause to kill him.
But he had known how useless Blue Silver Grass was back in Holy Soul Village.
Soul Grandmaster Su Yuntao's reaction had also spoken volumes.
Yet just then, Tang Tian laughed.
At first, it was only a chuckle, but then it grew louder and louder.
Even his shoulders began trembling slightly with laughter.
"Pfft... hahahaha!"
He nearly solo-killed a God King with a steamed bun.
He put on a lofty act by plagiarizing Spirit Hall's records.
And delivered that classic among classics: "I raised a god."
Yu Xiaogang really had no self-awareness whatsoever!
In the face of such a shameless man.
Tang Tian truly could not keep a straight face.
But once he finished laughing, his eyes held anger!
The window displaying Little Blue's inner voice was flashing violently.
[Blue Silver Grass (extremely insecure)] [I've already grown so much stronger...] [Is it still not enough...] [Sob, sob, sob...]
After being nurtured during this time, Little Blue was already doing much better than at the start.
But a personality was hard to change!
It could only be worn down little by little with time!
I spent months building up her confidence!
And you think you can tear it down with two sentences?
Tang Tian's gaze turned cold in an instant.
Sorry, but we've got a grudge now.
Tang Tian stopped laughing and slowly raised his right hand.
Specks of blue light gathered, and Blue Silver Grass appeared.
It wound affectionately around his fingertips.
Even while trembling, Little Blue still instinctively wanted to draw close to Tang Tian, seeking that little trace of warmth.
"Common knowledge?"
Tang Tian gently stroked Little Blue's leaves.
His movements were as tender as if he were soothing a frightened kitten.
"So a so-called Grandmaster uses the narrow eyes of the world to define an existence he can't even understand?"
"You call it a trash martial soul simply because it grows everywhere?"
"Because it looks delicate?"
Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back.
He looked at Yu Xiaotian's Blue Silver Grass.
It was indeed different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
But so what?
Wasn't it still Blue Silver Grass?
His tone was that of a dean scolding a poor student:
"Hmph. Twisting words to force an argument."
"Your Blue Silver Grass may be somewhat different, but at the end of the day, it's still Blue Silver Grass!"
"Without innate full soul power to bolster it, how far could it possibly go?"
"You'd already be lucky to cultivate to Soul King!"
"At that level, you'd still be an ant before the truly strong!"
At this point.
Tang Tian completely lost his composure.
Looking down on Soul Kings?
You're a rank-29 Soul Grandmaster. Who gave you the nerve to look down on Soul Kings?
Yu Xiaogang, do you have the face to say that?
Tang Tian stepped forward, his presence overbearing:
"Grandmaster, since you talk so big, may I ask how old you are? And what rank is your soul power?"
"Looking at that weathered face and scruffy beard, you must be at least forty, right?"
"Since even Soul Kings are beneath your notice, your cultivation must at least be at the Soul Saint level, right?"
Hearing this, Tang San could not help looking curiously at Yu Xiaogang as well.
Exactly. That Grandmaster had been so proud just now!
He'd acted as though he could pass judgment on the whole world!
Surely he had to be an expert at the Soul Emperor or Soul Saint level?
After all, only the strong had the right to scorn the weak.
Since he looked down on Soul Kings so much, he must be far stronger than one!
Upon hearing Tang Tian's questions.
Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment and answered instinctively:
"I just turned forty this year..."
The moment the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and his expression shifted slightly.
He had not even reached Soul Elder, let alone Soul Saint!
Soul Saint?
He had never even touched the threshold of Soul Elder!
He immediately swallowed the rest of what he had been about to say!
Even so, Tang Tian paid no heed and pressed on!
"Forty."
"You call Blue Silver Grass a trash martial soul. Then, as a Grandmaster, your martial soul must be incredibly powerful, right?"
"Why not release it and let us broaden our horizons?"
Those words stabbed straight into Yu Xiaogang's lungs!
It was the most painful scar of his life.
A disgrace he wanted to conceal at all costs!
Yu Xiaogang's face, which had worn a deliberately inscrutable expression.
Instantly flushed red.
Even the veins in his neck bulged.
It was the utter shame and fury of being exposed.
"You... how dare you!"
"A Soul Master's strength isn't just about soul power! It's about wisdom! About theory!"
He argued somewhat hysterically:
"My martial soul originated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"
"It can even perform Martial Soul Fusion and summon the Golden Sacred Dragon!"
"If not for martial soul mutation, I would have broken through to Soul Saint long ago!"
Hearing this, Tang San was inwardly startled.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Wasn't that one of the legendary Upper Three Sects?
Martial Soul Fusion? The Golden Sacred Dragon?
Why did each sound more impressive than the last?
Could this Grandmaster really be a peerless expert whose talents had gone unrecognized?
Had he really misjudged him?
But Tang Tian mercilessly interrupted his pathetic fantasies.
He doused him with a bucket of cold water:
"Oh?"
"You would have broken through to Soul Saint long ago?"
"Then are you a Soul King now? Or a Soul Emperor?"
"Don't give me those useless hypotheticals. I'm asking what rank you are right now!"
Yu Xiaogang was backed into a corner.
With his confidence gone, he could only grit his teeth.
And force a sentence out through them:
"I am a rank-29 Soul Grandmaster!"
"If heaven weren't jealous of talent, I would have broken through to Soul Saint long ago!"
Tang San thought he must have misheard.
At his age, he was only rank 29, and he could still be called Grandmaster?
"Pfft."
Tang Tian laughed, his laughter dripping with mockery.
"Stop living in your dreams, old man."
"You would have broken through to Soul Saint long ago? Then your innate soul power must have been higher than my rank six, right?"
"Don't tell me you had innate full soul power?"
Yu Xiaogang's face turned purplish red, and he could not get a word out.
He could hardly admit in front of two children.
That his innate soul power had been half a rank, worse than trash, could he?
Tang Tian's gaze was like a blade as he pressed him step by step:
"You don't dare reveal your innate soul power, and you don't dare summon your martial soul."
"You're only rank 29, yet you look down on Soul Kings."
"What exactly qualifies you to be a Grandmaster?"
"Your thick skin? Or being a Grandmaster of fraudulent theories?"
Yu Xiaogang grew furious, his face reddening.
This child really had a razor-sharp tongue.
For the first time, he felt as though he had been stripped completely naked!
"Shut up! I'm expelling you from the academy! You insolent wretch with no respect for your elders!"
Yu Xiaogang was furious!
His defenses had completely crumbled.
His fragile pride had been trampled to pieces!
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