"Hahaha! This is killing me! This is the supposedly unrivaled Grandmaster of theory? He couldn't even beat a four-hundred-year-old snake and needed a six-year-old disciple to save his life!"
"Yu Xiaogang really is a one-of-a-kind piece of trash. Being useless himself is one thing, but he even led a genius with a hundred-thousand-year bloodline astray."
"That Tang San is a real oddball too. For a transmigrator with memories of his previous life, he doesn't even understand the true nature of his own Martial Soul. Someone told him to absorb a venomous snake, and he just did it. He deserved to take the wrong path."
"The Tang Sect Secret Arts could save his life, but they couldn't save the brain Yu Xiaogang had crippled with his nonsense."
Mockery and abuse surged like a tide. Yu Xiaogang had already lost all face, and now his face turned ashen. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
As Tang San watched the comments on the sky screen, his face alternated between green and white. For the first time, his faith in his teacher's theories wavered.
Yu Xiaogang forced himself to remain composed. "San, don't let the sky screen unsettle your mind."
He clasped his hands behind his back, his tone unfathomable. "Blue Silver Grass is universally acknowledged as a trash Martial Soul. It is exceedingly frail. If you don't give it Soul Rings with potent venom attributes early on, what will you fight with?"
"Are you willing to be a support-type Soul Master during the early stages of your career? I had you follow the poison-control path so you would have the means to fight opponents above your level."
Only after hearing this defense did Tang San's wavering gaze gradually grow firm again.
He thought to himself, Teacher is right.
In my previous life, I belonged to the Tang Sect. Hidden weapons and poisons were my greatest strengths.
If Blue Silver Grass carries poison, combined with my Tang Sect hidden weapon techniques, it can inflict maximum damage by catching enemies off guard.
The sky screen only pointed out the Blue Silver Emperor's life essence. It knows nothing of the intricacies of my Tang Sect Secret Arts.
At this thought, Tang San's expression softened, and he bowed respectfully to Yu Xiaogang. "Teacher, I understand the painstaking care you've taken. No matter how the sky screen judges you, you will always be my teacher."
On the sky screen, Tang San encountered a Man Faced Demon Spider in the Star Dou Great Forest.
Cornered in a desperate situation, he used hidden weapons to turn the tables and kill it, then went on to do something insane.
He exceeded the age limit for Soul Ring absorption and forcibly absorbed the Soul Ring of this Man Faced Demon Spider, whose cultivation exceeded two thousand years.
Tang San roared in agony. The flesh on his back split open, and eight spider legs, glimmering with a dim purple light and sharp as spears, burst out of his body.
An external soul bone, the Eight Spider Lances!
Absorbing a Soul Ring beyond one's limits was already a nine-in-ten chance of death, and the external soul bone's fusion process made the onlookers' scalps crawl even more.
Standing a short distance away, Ning Fengzhi's eyes gleamed.
He gently turned the jade thumb ring on his hand, silently calculating:
The Upper Three Sects are branches of the same tree. This child carries the Clear Sky Sect's bloodline and has displayed earth-shaking talent. He is worth our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's investment.
The sky screen had said that Tang San's early Soul Ring path was wrong, but Ning Fengzhi considered that inconsequential.
For a genius with twin Martial Souls who could absorb Soul Rings beyond his level and possessed an external soul bone, those minor early flaws could be fully remedied as long as his resources kept pace in the middle and later stages.
More importantly, Ning Fengzhi had set his sights on the "Tang Sect Secret Arts" and mechanical hidden weapons Tang San had used.
As the world's foremost support sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's most fatal weakness was that its direct-line disciples lacked combat ability.
If they could obtain these hidden weapons and cultivation methods, the survival capabilities of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's disciples would undergo a qualitative leap.
With a gentle smile, Ning Fengzhi said to Tang San:
"Tang San, your talent is truly astonishing. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always cherished talent. If you are willing, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can provide you with the finest cultivation resources and support your growth with everything we have."
After a pause, Ning Fengzhi finally revealed the dagger beneath the map. "Of course, as a gesture of sincerity in this partnership, I hope you can share the 'Tang Sect Secret Arts' and hidden weapons you possess with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"Rest assured, we won't shortchange you. Name your terms."
At these words, Tang San's expression remained calm, but venomous resentment and murderous intent flashed in the depths of his lowered eyes.
This sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, dressed up like a respectable man, actually dares to covet my Tang Sect's highest secrets!
Tang San roared inwardly, clenching his fists inside his sleeves.
The Tang Sect Secret Arts are the foundation of my survival, the reverse scale no one may touch across my two lives.
Ning Fengzhi, you dare encroach on my bottom line. You have already given me cause to kill you!
If I weren't so weak right now, no match for you people, my hidden weapon would have pierced your throat the instant you said those words.
Despite the towering murderous intent within him, Tang San maintained a smile on the surface.
He refused decisively. "Thank you for your kindness, Sect Master Ning. The Tang Sect Secret Arts are secret methods passed down in my family and must never be taught to outsiders. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can forget about it. I won't hand over so much as a single word."
The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face stiffened.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, standing behind him, snorted coldly. Incomparably keen sword intent locked onto Tang San.
"Boy, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to lower itself to cooperate with you because we think highly of you. Don't fail to appreciate a favor!"
Bone Douluo Gu Rong echoed him sinisterly. "Exactly. Don't you understand that possessing a precious jade can itself be a crime? Without our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's protection, do you think you can leave Shrek Academy alive?"
Two Super Douluos above level ninety-five released their pressure simultaneously. It was far beyond what a Soul Elder in his thirties could withstand.
Tang San felt as though two mountains were pressing down on his shoulders, every bone in his body buckling beneath the burden.
At that hairbreadth moment, dazzling light erupted from the sky screen, interrupting the pressure from Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
[Review summary: Tang San, a transmigrator from another world, possessed supreme talent and twin Martial Souls. Yet a mediocre teacher's shallow theories deceived him and led him astray.] [Calculating review rewards...] [Martial Soul Origin evolution: Blue Silver Grass evolves into-Blue Silver King! (Greatly increases the Martial Soul's vitality and toughness)] [Soul Power infusion: Soul Power Level unconditionally increases by 5 levels!] [Soul Ring ascension: The ages of all absorbed Soul Rings unconditionally increase by 5,000 years!]
Under countless gazes from across the continent, the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's right palm transformed into a crystalline, translucent azure.
His Soul Power soared like a rocket.
In just a few seconds, it reached an astonishing level thirty-eight.
The originally optimal combination of "yellow, yellow, purple" turned entirely deep purple beneath the sky screen's baptism.
His first two Soul Rings soared to five thousand years.
His third Soul Ring rose from two thousand years to seven thousand years.
"Hahaha! Do you see that? That is my personal disciple!" Yu Xiaogang shouted, carried away by his triumph.
"Twelve years old, with level thirty-eight Soul Power. An entire set of Thousand-Year Soul Rings! With San's current combat strength and his external soul bone, even a Soul Ancestor above level forty is no match for him."
Yu Xiaogang selectively ignored the glaring judgment in the sky screen's assessment: "deceived by a mediocre teacher."
"My theories, Yu Xiaogang's theories, have produced a monster!"
Deep within the dense forest, Tang Hao let out a long breath of stale air.
"No matter where his soul came from, no matter whether he is a transmigrator..."
"My blood and Ah Yin's still flow within him. If he calls me Father, then he is my son, Tang Hao's son."
His son had received a heaven-defying opportunity and would surely reach the summit in the future.
The day when father and son would join forces to take revenge on Spirit Hall was close at hand!
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