Yu Xiaogang's face looked as though it had just been fished out of a cesspit, pitch-black. Together with his body, which had pissed itself in terror, the stench was strong enough to smell from ten miles away.
The sight of this wretched state stirred little emotion in Lin Qian. Instead, he moved a little farther away, afraid the stink would cling to him.
Only after a long while did Yu Xiaogang recover his senses, his expression utterly hideous.
Lin Qian was right. With Tang San's talent, whether he took a master made little difference. Without Gangzi, things might even have been better.
After all, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was no ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but the emperor among grasses, the Blue Silver Emperor. Its strength lay in enhancing the life attribute. Used well, it was equivalent to infinite resurrection armor, letting him regenerate anywhere.
Yet under the guidance of our great theoretical "master" Gangzi, he had actually gone off to play with poison, slapping a Mandala Snake onto his first soul ring and coming up with a Mother's Entanglement.
Fortunately, a certain San was the child of destiny in Douluo I. Even after that treatment, he had still managed to defy heaven and change his fate. With his twin martial souls, the Clear Sky Hammer, and his live-in nanny, the Asura God, he had cranked every cheat to the max and only just salvaged things.
When he had critiqued Gangzi under the alias Li Si back then, he had actually been too tactful. It was not merely after Soul Ancestor that Gangzi's theories became useless. Take Tang San: had he simply not taken Gangzi as his master, he would have become a god long ago through the Blue Silver Emperor's life attribute.
Gangzi truly did people no small harm,