Yu Xiaogang was slightly taken aback.
He hadn't expected such a coincidence—to run into his nephew here. "Tianheng, I can't believe how much you've grown in the blink of an eye!"
"Uncle, both Grandfather and Father have been thinking about you."
Yu Tianheng's voice was low as he slowly stopped in front of Yu Xiaogang. "Grandfather is old now. He's let go of the past and just hopes you'll return to accompany him."
"Enough, Tianheng. I have more important matters to attend to right now."
"If I succeed, I'll return to the sect." Yu Xiaogang raised his hand, cutting off whatever Yu Tianheng was about to say next.
He turned his gaze toward the sky.
Li Xun, watching this scene, was tempted to pull out a watermelon and a stool from his Soul Guiding Device.
But doing so would have been impolite.
Instead, he found a broken tree to sit on and watched the uncle and nephew with great interest.
Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan, seeing the situation, sat down on either side of Li Xun.
Ning Rongrong didn't know Yu Xiaogang.
Having been out for half a day without rest, she didn't think much of it.
She took out two bottles of drinks from her Soul Guiding Device, handing one to Li Xun.
After a pause, she took out another and passed it to Dugu Yan.
"Uncle, what could be more important than family reunion?"
Yu Tianheng's voice was like the mournful cry of an injured wolf.
His words made Yu Xiaogang's body tremble, and his clenched fists tightened behind his back. "Tianheng, even if I return, the sect won't accept me. It would only put your grandfather in a difficult position."
"Uncle... Grandfather wouldn't do that." Tears welled up in Yu Tianheng's eyes, his voice choked with emotion.
Since childhood, this uncle had been the one who treated him the best.
When he was sad, his uncle would comfort him. When he was hurt, his uncle would tend to his wounds.
Those warm moments seemed to be deeply etched in his memory.
He could never forget them.
"Your grandfather might not, but the others in the sect would!"
Yu Xiaogang's gaze toward the sky was profound, and his voice gradually grew softer. "I, Yu Xiaogang, will prove that I'm not just a theorist spouting empty words!"
"I'll make the world know that even if my Soul Power can't advance, the disciples I teach will become the strongest on the continent."
Yu Xiaogang looked down at Tang San. "And he is the embodiment of my Soul Master theories, the greatest masterpiece of my life."
Yu Tianheng looked at Tang San in confusion. "Him?"
"Yes, he is my disciple, Tang San!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes sparkled with pride as he introduced him to Yu Tianheng. "The day he becomes a powerhouse will be the day I return to the sect!"
Seeing his teacher's high regard for him, Tang San puffed out his chest with pride.
It's often said that a teacher for a day is a father for life.
From the earlier conversation, he had learned about his teacher's past.
The day he became a powerhouse, he would personally accompany his teacher back to his sect and show them all.
Who! Was the real failure!
Yu Tianheng stared at Tang San, who was about the same age as Li Xun, his mind in a daze.
He couldn't understand why his uncle would place such great hopes on a child.
As if sensing Yu Tianheng's confusion, Yu Xiaogang chuckled. "Xiao San, show them your Martial Soul."
"Yes, Teacher." Tang San raised his right hand gently, and a Blue Silver Grass materialized in an instant.
"Blue Silver Grass!"
…
Not just Yu Tianheng.
Even the onlookers gasped in surprise.
Blue Silver Grass is the most common plant on the continent. This grass possesses no offensive capabilities, with its only notable characteristic being its tenacious vitality.
Perhaps due to the low level of this plant, those who awaken this Martial Soul are universally devoid of Soul Power.
It is widely recognized as a useless Martial Soul on the continent.
Qin Ming, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong all approached with curiosity to take a closer look.
Yu Xiaogang looked up slightly as the crowd gathered around him.
A surge of boundless pride welled up in his heart.
"Through Teacher's theories, my originally useless Blue Silver Grass has now gained control abilities."
Tang San gazed at Yu Xiaogang with reverence: "According to Teacher's vision, Blue Silver Grass will be endowed with even stronger characteristics in the future."
Given the crowd and prying eyes here.
Tang San only gave a rough description, not revealing the specific abilities of the Soul Skill.
Even so, everyone was utterly astonished.
Especially Qin Ming.
Although he didn't know Yu Xiaogang personally, as a teacher himself, he deeply understood the vast knowledge required to turn Blue Silver Grass from trash into treasure.
"Ahem! Alright, Xiao San, it's time for us to get down to business."
Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat lightly, calmly turned around, and looked towards the Ghost Vine coiled on the cliff.
"Yes, Teacher."
Tang San replied respectfully.
This Ghost Vine had cultivated for six hundred years and already possessed formidable offensive capabilities.
The Dean of Notting College had gone to great lengths to bring this plant-type Soul Beast to the brink of death.
"Xiao San, go deliver the final blow."
Seeing that the Ghost Vine was no longer capable of resistance, Yu Xiaogang nodded and instructed Tang San.
As Tang San prepared to absorb the Ghost Vine, Li Xun slowly stepped forward.
This was a classic moment he had to witness firsthand.
The reason it's called classic is because of Yu Xiaogang's theory on Spirit Ring age limits.
The absorption limit for a Soul Master's second Spirit Ring is 764 years, while Tang San's second Spirit Ring was 600 years old.
This truly highlights the importance of a good teacher!
Li Xun glanced up at the sky, feeling a surge of security.
There was a black dot in the sky that had been following them from the academy to the Soul Hunting Forest.
He guessed it must be the Sword Douluo.
"Success!"
A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's previously solemn face.
"Teacher, your theory was correct. I can feel that Blue Silver Grass has undergone a qualitative transformation. When combined with the first Soul Skill, it will form a continuous control effect.
Making it impossible for opponents to guard against."
Tang San stared intently at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, with two yellow Spirit Rings pulsating around him.
From this day forward.
His Blue Silver Entanglement, once it ensnares an opponent, can plant a seed of Soul Power within their body.
When he needs to, activating this seed will create a secondary control effect.
"Congratulations..."
"..."
Although the others didn't know what Tang San's second Soul Skill was.
Seeing the satisfied expressions on the master and disciple's faces, they could be certain it must be a powerful skill.
What shocked them even more was that Tang San's universally recognized useless Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, actually had a perfect configuration of two yellow Spirit Rings.
"Ahem, Xiao San, we'll discuss the rest when we get back. It's time for us to leave."
Seeing everyone looking at Tang San in amazement, Yu Xiaogang straightened his posture and covered his mouth with a light cough.
"Uncle, where are you staying now? I'll come find you after helping my junior obtain his Spirit Ring."
As Yu Xiaogang was about to leave, Yu Tianheng quickly stepped forward to inquire.
"Tianheng, I'm no longer part of the clan, why do you..."
"Uncle, I just want to spend more time with you."
Yu Tianheng interrupted Yu Xiaogang, glancing around: "Li Xun, that Solitary Bamboo looks to be around five hundred years old, which would be perfect for you. I won't be joining you."
Everyone followed Yu Tianheng's gaze.
In the distance, within the forest, stood a fourteen-meter-tall Solitary Bamboo, isolated at the edge.
A Solitary Bamboo reaches ten meters at one hundred years of age, with each additional meter representing another hundred years of Soul Power.
Fourteen meters corresponded precisely to five hundred years of cultivation.
Hearing that someone intended to use the Solitary Bamboo as a Spirit Ring, Yu Xiaogang paused.
He slowly turned his head: "Solitary Bamboo?"
(End of Chapter)