blogombal Chapter 9 A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.
Chapter 9 A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.
Chapter 9 A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.
"I understand, teacher."
After listening to the master's clear and insightful analysis, Tang San nodded slightly, his eyes filled with respect, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"Our teacher is indeed very knowledgeable; he truly deserves to be called a master of martial spirit theory..."
"Not only is his research on martial spirits profound, but he also analyzes the situation on the continent and the operation of various forces so thoroughly."
"With him guiding me in cultivating my martial spirit, there's no way I'll go wrong."
However, at this moment, the master suddenly changed his tone, his voice becoming slow and solemn:
"Mistress, there's one more thing I must remind you of in advance."
"From today onwards... stay as far away from your brother Tang Chuan as possible."
Tang San was taken aback by these words, staring blankly at the Grandmaster with a face full of confusion: "Teacher? Why? Tang Chuan is my brother. He has taken great care of me over the years. What do you mean by this?"
The master's gaze was calm, yet it contained an undeniable depth of meaning as he slowly spoke:
"Xiao San, you are born with full soul power and possess twin martial souls, making you an extremely rare genius. Such talent is one in a hundred years, and becoming a Title Douluo is only a matter of time."
"But your brother... Tang Chuan, his martial soul is just an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and in its most basic form, without any mutations. Moreover, his innate soul power is only level one."
Do you know what this means?
Tang San remained silent.
The master continued:
"With his aptitude, no matter how hard he tries, his cultivation speed will be extremely slow."
"I'm afraid... by the time you have your second spirit ring and become a Great Spirit Master, his spirit power may still be below level ten, and he may not even be able to obtain his first spirit ring."
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression became somewhat complicated, but he remained silent.
Seeing that Tang San did not refute, the Grandmaster's tone softened, and his eyes showed a hint of consideration:
"Little San, you will become a Title Douluo, or even a Super Douluo, in the future."
"And your brother, throughout his life, will probably only reach the level of a Great Soul Master."
"If he sees that your cultivation speed is getting faster and faster, and your soul power level is constantly increasing, while he himself can't make any progress, what would he think?"
At this point, the master paused for a moment, then said meaningfully:
"Most people aren't afraid of failure, but rather of being left far behind by those around them. For your brother's sake, I advise you to have less contact with him in the future, so as not to put pressure on his cultivation."
Upon hearing this, Tang San remained silent for a moment before whispering, "Teacher, I understand."
Just now, memories of his past life with the Tang Clan surfaced in his mind.
In the Tang Clan.
The difference in status and resources between inner and outer disciples is like heaven and earth.
Inner disciples can cultivate the most profound techniques, obtain precious inner sect resources, and receive personal guidance from elders. Outer disciples, on the other hand, can only rely on their own slow and painstaking cultivation, and may never even be able to step into the inner sect in their entire lives.
At that time, as an outer disciple, he had seen many other outer disciples. He watched his fellow disciples and friends rise to high positions step by step, while he remained stagnant. His eyes gradually became unfamiliar and indifferent, and finally he simply distanced himself completely.
Now, he possesses innate full soul power and twin martial souls, making him a rare genius across the entire continent.
Meanwhile, his older brother, Tang Chuan, was just an ordinary Soul Master with the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass and innate Soul Power of only level one... In the future, the distance between them would only grow wider and wider.
In Tang San's view, the world is ultimately divided into strata.
What the teacher just said makes sense.
.........
A few hours later, as dusk approached, in the Notting College cafeteria.
At a wooden table in the corner, Tang Chuan was eating with his head down, his expression natural, but his movements were exceptionally swift, almost like a whirlwind.
He swallowed the fifth basket of steamed buns in one go before pausing slightly, then picked up the water bottle next to him and gulped down a large mouthful of water.
The empty bowls and plates on the table had been piled up into a small hill, and several students sitting not far away were already dumbfounded, unable to help but mutter to themselves:
"Is that Tang San's brother? How can he eat so much? How many days has he not had a proper meal?"
"Six or seven baskets of steamed buns... I can't finish them in two or three days."
Tang Chuan ignored the surrounding chatter, his eyes remaining indifferent.
He simply stared silently at the empty food plate in front of him, his expression complex.
"I never expected that after absorbing the right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, not only would my soul power level and physical fitness improve significantly, but my appetite would also increase."
Tang Chuan muttered to himself, then stretched out his fingers and clenched them slightly. Instantly, he felt a huge energy flowing between his bones and muscles.
His soul power surged, and his blood and qi were abundant.
The most direct manifestation of this is that his current appetite has increased two to three times compared to before.
"The increase in soul power alone is fine, but the improvement in physique is too obvious. I'm afraid my meager work-study allowance will soon be insufficient to even afford food."
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan frowned slightly, glanced down at the empty plate, and began to calculate, muttering to himself:
"To solve the problem of food, you need to receive the Spirit Hall's gold spirit coin subsidy. In that case, you must acquire a spirit ring and become a formal spirit master."
At this point, everything makes perfect sense.
The problem is... I've only been enrolled for half a month.
Who would believe that a work-study student with only level one innate soul power and whose martial soul is Blue Silver Grass could claim to have reached level ten in just over ten days?
"My soul power level is increasing too fast. If I were to reveal it rashly, people would likely guess that I absorbed a soul bone. After all, on this Douluo Continent, the most obvious thing that can help a soul master quickly increase their soul power in a short period of time is a soul bone."
"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."
Tang Chuan's eyes turned slightly cold, and a sense of vigilance immediately arose in his heart.
"We can't go through the college's procedures."
"I have to find a way to hunt a suitable plant-type soul beast myself without alerting anyone, and then absorb its soul ring."
With a sharp look in his eyes, Tang Chuan quickly realized a clear path.
"If you want to hunt soul beasts on your own, you first need to solve three problems."
"First, this soul beast must match the attributes of Blue Silver Grass. Second, it can't be too strong, otherwise my body, which lacks practical combat experience, might not be able to handle it. Third, I need to find a way to conceal my strength, so as not to be questioned if my soul power increases too quickly in the future."
"If I could obtain a simulation-type soul skill like Huo Yuhao from Dou Er... then I could easily change the color of my soul rings or hide my soul power fluctuations."
"At that time, even if my soul power increases dramatically, outsiders will only think that I am still below level ten and will not be able to detect my true strength at all."
Simulated Soul Skills: The King of Disguise.
But Tang Chuan immediately shook his head.
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