A Commoner Bears No Guilt, but Treasure Invites Trouble

"I understand, Teacher."

After hearing the Master's clear, incisive analysis, Tang San nodded lightly, his eyes filled with respect. He could not help sighing inwardly:

"Teacher truly is learned and knowledgeable. He really is worthy of being the Master of Spirit Theory..."

"Not only is his understanding of Martial Souls profound, but he has also analyzed the continent's situation and the operations of the various Powers with such thoroughness."

"With him guiding my Martial Soul cultivation, there can't possibly be a mistake."

However, just then, the Master suddenly changed the subject. His tone became slow and solemn:

"Xiao San, there is one more thing I must warn you about in advance."

"From today onward... try to keep your distance from your brother Tang Chuan."

Tang San froze when he heard this. He stared blankly at the Master, his face filled with confusion. "Teacher? Why? Tang Chuan is my brother. He has taken great care of me all these years. What do you mean by that?"

The Master's gaze was calm, yet it concealed a trace of profound meaning that brooked no dispute. He slowly said:

"Xiao San, you possess Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls. You are an exceedingly rare genius. Such talent is rarely seen in a century. Becoming a Titled Douluo is only a matter of time."

"But your brother... Tang Chuan's Martial Soul is merely an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and it is still in its most primitive form, without even the slightest mutation. His Innate Soul Power is only rank one."

"Do you know what that means?"

Tang San fell silent.

The Master continued:

"With his aptitude, no matter how hard he works, his cultivation speed will be extremely slow."

"I'm afraid... by the time you possess your Second Spirit Ring and advance to become a Soul Grandmaster, his Soul Power may still be below rank ten, leaving him unable even to obtain his First Spirit Ring."

At this, Tang San's gaze became complicated, but he still said nothing.

Seeing that Tang San did not refute him, the Master softened his tone, and a trace of concern appeared in his eyes:

"Xiao San, you will become a Titled Douluo in the future, perhaps even a Super Douluo."

"Your brother, on the other hand, will probably never advance beyond the Soul Grandmaster realm in his entire life."

"If he sees your cultivation speed growing faster and faster and your Soul Power Level constantly rising while he remains unable to make the slightest progress, how do you think he will feel?"

At this point, the Master paused and said meaningfully:

"Most people aren't afraid of failure. They're afraid of being left far behind by the people around them. For your brother's sake, I advise you to associate with him less in the future, lest you place pressure on his cultivation."

Tang San remained silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Teacher, I understand."

Just now, memories of the Tang Sect from his previous life had surfaced in his mind.

In the Tang Sect.

The difference in status and resources between Inner Disciples and Outer Disciples was like heaven and earth.

Inner Disciples could cultivate the most profound techniques, obtain precious Inner Disciple resources, and receive personal guidance from the Elders. Outer Disciples, on the other hand... could only slowly figure out cultivation on their own. Some were even unable to cross the threshold into the inner sect for their entire lives.

Back then, as an Outer Disciple, he had seen many Outer Disciples watch their fellow disciples and friends climb step by step to high positions while they themselves remained stuck in place. Their gazes gradually grew unfamiliar and cold, until they finally cut off all contact.

Now, he possessed Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls, making him a genius rarely seen across the entire continent.

His brother Tang Chuan, however, was merely an ordinary Soul Master with Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul and only rank-one Innate Soul Power... In the future, the distance between them would only grow wider.

In Tang San's view, the world was ultimately destined to be divided into levels.

There was some truth to what the Teacher had said.

Several hours later, as dusk approached, inside the Nuoding Academy cafeteria.

At a wooden table in the corner, Tang Chuan was burying his head in his meal. His expression was natural, but his movements were astonishingly swift, as though he were sweeping away the clouds and wind.

He swallowed his fifth basket of Steamed Buns in one go before finally pausing slightly. Then he picked up the water jug beside him and gulped down a large mouthful.

The empty bowls and plates on the table had already been piled into a small hill. Several students sitting not far away were dumbfounded by the sight and could not help muttering softly:

"That's Tang San's brother, right? Why is he eating so fiercely? How many days has he gone without a full meal?"

"Six or seven baskets of Steamed Buns... I couldn't finish that much in two or three days."

Tang Chuan paid no attention to the surrounding discussions, his gaze calm.

He merely stared silently at the empty plate before him, his expression complicated.

I didn't expect that after absorbing the 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, not only would my Soul Power Level and physical constitution improve considerably, but my appetite would increase as well.

Tang Chuan muttered inwardly. He then slightly clenched his fingers, and immediately felt a massive energy flowing between his bones and muscles.

His Soul Power surged, and his blood and vitality were abundant.

The most direct manifestation was his current appetite, which had increased two or three times compared to before.

An increase in Soul Power alone would be one thing, but this improvement in my physique is far too obvious. With my meager Work-Study Student stipend, I'll soon be unable even to afford food.

At this thought, Tang Chuan slightly furrowed his brows. He lowered his head and glanced at the empty plates, then began calculating, muttering softly:

"To solve the problem of food, I need to claim the Gold Soul Coin subsidy from the Spirit Hall. And to do that, I must obtain a Spirit Ring and become a formal Soul Master."

At this point, everything fit together perfectly.

But the problem was... he had only just enrolled half a month ago.

A Work-Study Student with only rank-one Innate Soul Power and Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul was claiming that his Soul Power had reached rank ten after just a dozen days. Who would believe that?

My Soul Power Level has risen far too quickly. If I reveal it rashly, someone might very well guess that I absorbed a Spirit Bone. After all, on Douluo Continent, the thing most people would think of when it came to rapidly raising a Soul Master's Soul Power in a short period was a Spirit Bone.

"A commoner bears no guilt, but treasure invites trouble."

Tang Chuan's eyes turned cold, and a trace of wariness instantly rose in his heart.

I can't follow the Academy's procedure.

I have to find a way to hunt a suitable Plant-Type Spirit Beast and absorb its Spirit Ring on my own, without alarming anyone.

Tang Chuan's gaze sharpened as a clear route rapidly flashed through his mind.

If I want to hunt a Soul Beast on my own, I first have to solve three problems.

First, the Soul Beast must match Blue Silver Grass's attributes. Second, it can't be too strong, or my body, which lacks actual combat experience, may not be able to withstand it. Third, I need to find a way to conceal my strength, so that no one will question me if my Soul Power rises too quickly in the future.

If I could obtain a Simulation Spirit Skill like Huo Yuhao from Douluo Dalu II... then whether it was changing the color of my Spirit Rings or concealing my Spirit Power Fluctuation, I could accomplish it with ease.

By then, even if my Soul Power skyrocketed, outsiders would only think that I was still below rank ten. They would have no way to detect my true strength.

The Simulate Skill could be called the king of disguises.

But immediately afterward, Tang Chuan secretly shook his head.

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