At Zhao Wuji's words, Chao Tianxiang froze for a moment, a flicker of disbelief crossing her eyes.
Support System Soul Masters already had a harder time cultivating than ordinary Soul Masters, and high-level Food System support Soul Masters were one in ten thousand.
Seeing her confusion, Zhao Wuji said directly to Oscar, "Oscar, summon your martial soul and let her see."
Oscar did as instructed. With a thought, a thick, long Big Sausage appeared in his hand, accompanied by two yellow soul rings pulsing around him.
Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang stared at the Sausage Martial Soul, her gaze growing increasingly grave-he really was a Food-Type Support Soul Master!
She pondered for a moment, then looked at Oscar, her tone much gentler:
"Young man, may I ask which sect you come from?"
Oscar shook his head and answered honestly, "I don't belong to any sect. The dean said my martial soul became like this through mutation."
A gifted Food System Soul Master, with no backing, either...
These points swiftly wove together in Chao Tianxiang's mind, setting her heart ablaze.
If she could recruit this boy into her family and have him support her granddaughter Meng Yiran in the future, wouldn't that be like giving a tiger wings?
While she was privately considering ways to win him over, Tang San suddenly stepped forward.
"Teacher Zhao, why not let me fight in Little Ao's place? I'm currently level twenty-nine, not far below this young lady, so it shouldn't count as taking advantage."
He had observed Snake Granny and her granddaughter for quite some time and knew that dragging things out here was no solution. If Dragon Duke arrived, the situation would be hard to predict.
Although Meng Yiran's soul power was one level higher than his, Tang San was confident he could fight