"Because this type of spirit beast is extremely rare, it's very difficult to find suitable spirit rings, and it only becomes harder over time," Yuxiaogang explained. "Moreover, the spirit rings from these beasts don't significantly enhance the physical strength of the host. Therefore, if a spirit evolves purely in this direction, the soul master will lack self-defense abilities. Once attacked up close by a powerful or agile soul master, they're bound to suffer a crushing defeat."
"Master, then what should be done?" Zhu Wu asked eagerly, full of curiosity.
"Since all silkworms have the innate talent to spin silk," Yuxiaogang nodded slightly, "my suggestion is that early on, if you can find spirit beasts skilled in spiritual abilities, you should consider acquiring their spirit rings. Later, you might want to add spirit rings from venomous spider-type beasts."
"These beasts aren't rare and are easy to find. Most importantly, spiders also spin silk and have venom attributes. The silkworm spirit is a weak one early on, and since your silkworm spirit doesn't possess other exotic attributes, it's unlikely to reject being supplemented with venom attributes."
"This way, your spirit will possess both spiritual abilities and tangible silk-spinning capabilities. By continuously adding venomous spider spirit rings to increase the toughness of your silk—and with the venom attribute—you'll greatly improve your control abilities and gain some offensive power. It's a well-balanced, practical evolution with both attack and defense."
Control first, then poison—sounds great. If my Blue Silver Grass spirit could evolve like this, it might help when I use hidden weapons in battle. If I could control enemies with the Blue Silver Grass, then my attacks would be hitting fixed targets, Tang San's eyes lit up with excitement.
And recalling that the Master mentioned studying 586 awakened silkworm spirit users—what about Blue Silver Grass? Surely the Master has done extensive research on it as well!
Maybe the Master even has his own unique insights on training the Blue Silver Grass spirit.
That was exactly what Tang San needed most right now.
"Good grief, are you trying to poison me? Adding a venom attribute spirit ring to a beast spirit will poison the host—you know that, right? How can you be sure a silkworm spirit can take venom rings? Have you actually tested it? Probably not! You're just trying to use me as a test subject, talking nonsense like it's none of your concern whether I live or die."
"If I weren't a transmigrator, I'd probably be doomed by you!"
"Old man, just you wait!" Zhu Wu's inner fury surged, but his face showed a pleased expression.
"This feels pretty good. Master, thank you for telling me all this!"
"No problem, just idle chatter," Yuxiaogang smiled calmly.
"Master, what about my Blue Silver Grass?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.
Old man, you really know how to fish. But at your age, to play tricks on a kid like this—shameless. And you're really trying to screw me over. Zhu Wu glanced sideways at Tang San, quietly waiting to see how Yuxiaogang would respond.
Yuxiaogang looked ahead and lifted his chin slightly.
"We've arrived at the registration area."
"I have indeed researched the Blue Silver Grass spirit. I've studied 647 awakened users, so I have some insights. But it's a long story, and right now, time is short. Xiao San, if you're interested, once you finish registering and enrolling, you can come find me at my place."
"My residence is on the top floor of the dormitory where you work-study students live, the last room on the left side. It's quite convenient."
"Well then, sorry to trouble you, Master," Tang San said with noticeably more respect.
Whether to formally become the Master's disciple or not, he would decide when the time came.
Since ancient times, deep feelings alone can't hold someone—only cleverness wins hearts. Zhu Wu had to admit he respected Yuxiaogang's layered tactics.
No wonder he once made the Spirit Hall's Saintess Bibi Dong and female Tyrannosaurus Liu Erlong completely obsessed with him.
"No trouble at all," Yuxiaogang smiled, taking Tang San's hand and continuing forward.
Soon, the three arrived at the first floor's registration desk at the academic affairs office. Yuxiaogang placed the certificates on the table.
"Director Su, these are the work-study students from Holy Spirit Village this year. I've confirmed everything is in order. Please help register them."
Because Tang San didn't call Yuxiaogang "Master" as in the original story, the process went smoothly. Director Su was somewhat surprised after learning their spirit types and innate spirit power, but quickly processed their enrollment and handed out uniforms.
Afterward, Yuxiaogang played the good guy, escorting them to the dormitory before turning to leave.
Without many words, Tang San went upstairs on his own, Zhu Wu following quietly.
They soon reached the dormitory door, where loud noises could be heard inside—obviously many people.
Tang San didn't hesitate and pushed the door open, Zhu Wu following.
The room was surprisingly spacious—nearly 300 square meters. By his previous life's standards, he couldn't afford a place that big. There were about 50 beds, but only 11 had bedding.
"Knock, knock, knock," Zhu Wu tapped the door near him.
The noise died down, and 11 pairs of eyes stared at them.
Then a sturdy, muscular youth stepped out from the crowd and strode up to Tang San.
"New work-study students?"
Good thing I stayed at the back, Zhu Wu thought, confident in his current fighting ability.
Under watchful eyes, Wang Sheng quickly got beaten and stepped down.
Zhu Wu spoke up smoothly, "Forget me. Tang San's so powerful, I definitely can't win."
Hearing that, Tang San nodded slightly without comment.
At that moment, a clear voice came from behind, "Is this the Seventh Dorm?"
Xiao Wu? Zhu Wu instinctively turned around and saw a cute girl in pink clothes, her pretty face flushed with a rosy glow, and long hair braided in a scorpion braid.
He had to admit she was quite adorable. But thinking about Xiao Wu's original personality, he calmed down.
She's great, but has a sharp tongue and loves causing trouble—Tang San's living bomb!
He had no feelings for such a troublemaker, not fitting his ideal "virtuous wife and good mother" type.
As for other thoughts—none. Tang Hao was probably lurking somewhere outside the dorm.
"Um, can males and females live mixed here?" Tang San's voice came.
Wang Sheng, a recent convert, immediately explained.
What followed was a lively duel, with Zhu Wu silently watching as a spectator, attentively noting their fighting techniques.
He hadn't trained in martial arts in his previous life, so he wasn't going to miss this chance to learn.
Soon, Xiao Wu successfully became the dorm leader.
Before much more could be said, a voice sounded outside again, "Are the new work-study students here?"
Zhu Wu turned to see a young man about thirty, carrying a folded quilt.
Wow, really different treatment, Zhu Wu sighed—it was clearly just one quilt, and obviously not for him.
"Which one is Tang San?" the young man asked as he entered.
"I'm Tang San," he stepped forward confidently.
(End of Chapter)
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