As Tang San spoke about the theory of Soul Ring limits, he summoned his Soul Ring, his expression growing more and more excited, like a believer proclaiming the deeds of a god.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lu Yu quickly raised her hand to interrupt Tang San, who was talking animatedly.
Lu Yu shook his head, staring speechlessly at Tang San, and suddenly asked, "Are you even human?"
This question was completely illogical, even absurd, which startled Tang San for a moment.
Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao clenched his fists tightly upon hearing Lu Yu's inexplicable words. A faint aura of pressure emanated from him, his gaze sharp as a knife, and his expression hostile.
Lu Yu felt a chill run down her spine, secretly shocked. "Holy crap, no way! Could Tang Hao be nearby?"
"Please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it!"
Feeling a sudden chill, Lu Yu realized that her words could easily be misunderstood, or even contain hidden taboos, and quickly waved her hands to explain.
He instantly understood why Tang Hao had targeted him. To others, these words sounded like a provocation and insult, but to Tang Hao, they were extremely grating.
Lu Yu composed herself and explained earnestly, "Look, I'm a person, and you're a person too. Can you tell my real age just by looking at me?"
"The lifespan of Soul Beast is like the age of a human. You can't even accurately determine the true age of your own kind, let alone Soul Beast?"
Then how did your teacher manage to accurately determine the exact age of Soul Beast and set a limit of 423 years?
"If you randomly pick a passerby on the street and ask your teacher to tell you their exact age, could he do that? That's why I'm curious about how your teacher determined the absorption limit of the First Soul Ring."
Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Tang San was taken aback and stared blankly at Lu Yu.
Let alone his teacher Yu Xiaogang, even Tang San himself, in his previous life as a disciple of the Tang Sect who dealt with corpses every day, could only roughly judge other people's ages by their appearance and could not accurately determine them at all.
How did the teacher manage to discern the precise age of a Soul Beast and give such an absolute limit?
Before Tang San could recover from his confusion, Lu Yu continued speaking:
"Furthermore, your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, Trash Martial Soul in the eyes of the world, yet it can absorb a four-hundred-year-old Soul Ring; those dragon-type Martial Soul can also absorb four-hundred-year-old Soul Ring."
According to your teacher, doesn't that mean your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is on the same quality level as top-tier dragon Martial Soul? That doesn't make any sense.
Tang San stood there, his brows furrowed, lost in deep self-doubt. The Martial Soul knowledge that Yu Xiaogang had instilled in him for three months was now beginning to crumble under Lu Yu's words.
Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, lowered his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Although Lu Yu was just a little kid, every word he said was reasonable and hit the nail on the head.
Let alone Yu Xiaogang, that level 29 useless Soul Grandmaster, even I, a Titled Douluo, cannot accurately determine a person's true age.
At this moment, Tang Hao felt regret for the first time, regretting that he had made Tang San become Yu Xiaogang's apprentice and learn those one-sided and erroneous theoretical knowledge.
But things had already come to this point, and Tang Hao couldn't think of a better way to remedy the situation. He could only suppress his thoughts and take it one step at a time, hoping not to sow the seeds of irreparable disaster for Tang San's path of cultivation.
" Gangzi, Gangzi, I'd like to see how you're going to keep fooling Tang San now. Haozi is probably watching all this, so let's get to the juiciest stuff... Hehehe..."
Lu Yu let out a sinister, snickering laugh that only a villain would have.
Lu Yu originally didn't want to have too much contact with Yu Xiaogang, but since Yu Xiaogang took the initiative to come up to her, Lu Yu Xiaogang n't be blamed for causing him some trouble.
Lu Yu vividly imagined the scene in his mind, already foreseeing that Tang San would relentlessly question Yu Xiaogang after returning—423 years was the limit for the First Soul Ring, how exactly did the teacher determine such a precise number?
Tang San lowered his head in thought, his brows furrowed with confusion and seriousness. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and he immediately looked up.
Lu Yu tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her eyes darting around, looking conflicted and as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
" Lu Yu, don't worry, just keep talking, I'm fine!"
Tang San mistakenly thought that Lu Yu couldn't bear to continue talking because he saw that he looked depressed, so he quickly told Lu Yu to relax.
At this moment, Tang San understood completely that his highly respected teacher was probably just a "useless" person with no real talent, as the rumors said!
Lu Yu slowly raised her head, her large, watery eyes staring straight at Tang San. Her lips parted and closed several times, and after hesitating a few times, she finally sighed softly and spoke with a hint of difficulty and trepidation:
" Tang San, can you tell me, what kind of Soul Beast did you hunt for your First Soul Ring?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yu, fearing that Tang San might misunderstand, hurriedly waved her hand and added, "If you don't want to say, that's fine too, I won't force you."
"It's just a Soul Beast, nothing to hide. The Grandmaster helped me hunt was a 400-year-old Mandala Snake."
Tang San shook his head slightly, not caring about it at all. Right now, his mind was full of Lu Yu's previous words, and he wanted to hear how much more truth Lu Yu could reveal that would be beneficial to him, and completely expose Yu Xiaogang's true colors.
" Mandala Snake?" Lu Yu murmured softly, his brows furrowing slightly as he pretended to try hard to recall the characteristics of Mandala Snake.
But deep down, she was already overjoyed:
" Grandmaster? Oh ho, this Little Scumbag doesn't even call you 'teacher' anymore, he's calling you 'Grandmaster ' now! Gangzi, Gangzi, you're the one who pushed your apprentice in front of me, so don't blame me!"
" Tang San, if I remember correctly, the Mandala Snake is highly venomous!"
After a long silence, Lu Yu finally raised her eyes and looked at Tang San with a serious expression to confirm.
Lu Yu knew this, of course. The reason he asked first was to guide Lu Yu Tang San to follow his train of thought.
"That's right. The Grandmaster said that Trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass has no offensive power, but absorbing the Soul Ring of the Mandala Snake can add poison attributes to Blue Silver Grass, making up for its lack of combat power."
The moment poison was mentioned, the dejection and disappointment on Tang San's face vanished instantly, replaced by an undisguised arrogance.
Poison! But it was Tang San's proudest skill, and the only source of confidence that allowed him to stand tall at this moment.
" Tang San, I don't know much either, and I don't know if what I'm about to say is right or wrong, so please don't blame me if you hear it..."
Lu Yu spoke slowly, emphasizing each word, her face full of caution, as if to say, "If I say something wrong, please don't blame me."
"Don't worry, just say what you want. Whether it's right or wrong, I won't blame you."
Tang San waved his hand, his mind had calmed down. Recalling what Lu Yu had said earlier, he secretly became certain that Lu Yu also had a unique understanding of the theoretical knowledge of Soul Master.
Lu Yu suddenly brought up his Soul Ring, which meant that the topic of the Mandala Snake Soul Ring was definitely going to come up next!