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"That roar is very likely from the Azure Bull Python." A voice that sounded somewhat stiff and had a strange accent came from outside the door.
"Haha, the person who knows the inside story has arrived. Xiao Gang, please come in."
The door opened with a click, and a middle-aged man with a serious expression walked in.
With his stiff, rigid face, ramrod straight back, and slightly dull eyes, it was none other than Master Yu Xiaogang.
After Flander finished introducing the two to each other.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't wait to inquire about his disciple Tang San's situation.
Only after learning that his beloved student was safe and sound did he feel a little relieved.
Then, he couldn't help but show off his extensive knowledge to the two Soul Saints, elaborating on all the precious records in the Soul Master world about the Titan Giant Ape and its elder brother, the Azure Bull Python.
This eloquent speech impressed Zhao Wuji and Flander greatly, who repeatedly gave him a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Truly a master!"
Yu Xiaogang's facial muscles remained stiff, with little expression.
Actually it is not.
He was able to show off his knowledge and theories in front of two powerful Soul Saints, especially the Immovable King Zhao Wuji, whom he was meeting for the first time.
This made him secretly very happy and filled him with a great sense of accomplishment.
Zhao Wuji then continued to recount his experiences deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.
When Yu Xiaogang heard that Tang San had broken through to level 30, he was initially delighted.
But when he learned that the soul ring he had absorbed was merely a Mandala snake with 1,700 years of cultivation, his joy immediately turned into disappointment and dissatisfaction.
This was completely contrary to his expectations for his disciple's third spirit ring.
“Teacher Zhao!” Yu Xiaogang frowned, his tone suddenly becoming more serious. “With your strength, can’t you help Xiao San find and obtain a better quality spirit ring? Spend more time searching for top-tier spirit beasts of the plant or poisonous insect types, such as the Human-Faced Demon Spider. That would be the most suitable third spirit ring choice for Xiao San’s Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!”
Yu Xiaogang's words were full of undisguised blame.
This is clearly an accusation that Zhao Wuji, as the team leader, acted too hastily.
He failed to fulfill his duty to secure the most perfect spirit ring configuration for his prized disciple!
Chapter 159 Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe it; Zhu Zhuqing heard the sound of rain?
Zhao Wuji felt stifled, as if he had swallowed a bitter pill, unable to express his suffering.
He thought to himself: Good grief, they're blaming me now?
He used his Martial Soul True Form when dealing with the Titan Giant Ape, which weakened his own attributes by fifty percent!
With a group of exhausted students to lead, how could they dare to linger in the perilous Soul Beast Forest?
Moreover, Tang San was exceptionally proud and refused to accept Dongfang Yao's help no matter what.
Now that they've absorbed a less-than-top-tier spirit ring, they're dissatisfied and instead turn around and blame this and that?
To run into a thousand-year-old datura snake on the outskirts of the forest is the luckiest thing that could happen to him!
Now look what's happened, you're just a mere level 29 Great Soul Master, yet you dare to blame me, the mighty Immovable King?
Why don't you, Yu Xiaogang, personally accompany your precious disciple to hunt the Man-Faced Demon Spider? Where have you been having your fun and carefree time?
Besides, do you even have that ability?
Zhao Wuji was furious, but he couldn't let it out on the spot.
After all, this master was an old friend of Flander's and had a certain reputation in the Soul Master theory circle. Whether considering personal relationships or face, he had to swallow his anger.
He suppressed his displeasure, carefully chose his words, and explained the complex situation in the forest in detail.
"Actually, when Xiao San was chasing Xiao Wu, he encountered a human-faced demon spider with two thousand years of cultivation. In the critical moment, Dongfang Yao came to his rescue, but in her haste, she used too much force and accidentally killed the demon spider."
"Dongfang Yao? It's her again?" Yu Xiaogang's expression instantly darkened.
He never expected that the girl who had transferred into Notting College a few years ago would have such terrifying talent.
He originally thought she was just a rich girl who came to the Soul Master Academy to add some prestige to her resume.
He carefully reviewed the files of all the Shrek Academy students.
The others were alright, but in terms of talent and potential, none could compare to his prized disciple, Tang San.
But Dongfang Yao is the only one who is so extraordinary that it defies all reason!
He is the same age as Tang San, yet his soul power has already reached level 42!
Even if she was born with full soul power, how could she have advanced thirty-two levels in six years?
This is absolutely impossible! Even the core students nurtured by the Spirit Hall would never have such an astonishing cultivation speed!
In fact, in the entire history of the Soul Master world, there has never been such an extraordinary genius!
It's important to know that Soul Masters begin their cultivation at the age of six after awakening their Martial Soul. Most children are not yet mentally mature and naturally resist the tedious and boring meditation training.
Although there are exceptions, such as his disciple Tang San, who is very self-disciplined.
But humans are not machines and cannot truly operate around the clock.
If one were to dedicate all 24 hours of a day to cultivation, one would probably have already gone astray and become possessed by evil spirits!
Moreover, children need to learn various cultivation knowledge, theoretical courses, and academic subjects during the day, and they also need to get enough rest to restore their energy, as well as deal with the trivial matters of daily life.
True meditation practice is mostly carried out at night and late at night, and depends entirely on the individual's self-discipline.
How exactly did Dongfang Yao cultivate under such limited conditions?
Yu Xiaogang was completely baffled, as this completely contradicted the theoretical foundation he had believed in throughout his life.
Is it because of the spirit rings?
However, the information states that Dongfang Yao, like Tang San, has the best soul ring configuration, seemingly without any difference.
So where exactly does the problem lie?
'Never mind.' Yu Xiaogang temporarily suppressed his confusion.
He decided to personally talk to Dongfang Yao tomorrow and properly "ask" her about her cultivation methods.
Since they are classmates from the same college, she would probably be happy to share, right?
'Zhao Wuji said she seems to have a detailed map showing the distribution of soul beast forces within the forest?'
Yu Xiaogang's stiff lips managed to tug upwards with an almost imperceptible curve.
'If I could borrow it for a look, it would corroborate, integrate, and elevate my life's work into a cohesive and profound theoretical foundation. Hmph! At that time, I will definitely shut those arrogant fools from the Spirit Hall up completely!'
In the girls' dormitory.
Dongfang Yao, who was changing clothes and preparing to go to bed, suddenly shivered without warning.
A strange sense of unease crept into my heart, as if foreshadowing something unpleasant to happen tomorrow.
'Forget it, what's done is done. Let's go to sleep.'
Dongfang Yao shook her head, dispelling her distracting thoughts.
A few days ago, I was in a dangerous forest, and even in the dilapidated hotel in the small town, I was on edge and unable to sleep.
Prolonged periods of high mental stress can actually hinder progress in cultivation.
Proper relaxation and rest can greatly enhance the effectiveness of daily practice.
Therefore, she decided to get a good night's sleep tonight.
Zhu Zhuqing, in the next bed, had already fallen into deep meditation, her breath lingering.
Judging from her appearance, she seems to be planning to cultivate all night.
'Indeed, Zhu Qing must be feeling quite a bit of pressure, right?'
In just a few days, Ning Rongrong and Oscar broke through level 30 one after another, and then Tang San and Xiao Wu also successfully advanced.
Among the students, only Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun have the lowest soul power levels.
The girl's inherent stubbornness made her unwilling to fall behind others, so she trained even harder.
However, accumulating and improving soul power is no easy task, and the limitations of innate soul power are an insurmountable chasm.
'Zhu Qing's innate soul power is level 7. Without special opportunities, her future potential is probably not high.'
Dongfang Yao was powerless to do anything about it.
All I can do is pray silently that Zhu Qing won't be too stubborn and get stuck on things, and that she'll know how to act within her means.
"Whoo~"
She gently blew out the candle, plunging the room into darkness.
But people can be strange sometimes.
Even though I was ready to go to sleep, once I lay down in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.
Dongfang Yao counted the days; it had been quite a long time since she had indulged herself.
She quickly convinced herself that this was the reason she couldn't sleep!
His gaze then fell upon Zhu Zhuqing, who was still diligently cultivating in the next bed.
He looked completely oblivious to everything else, focused solely on achieving a breakthrough.
This gave her a strong sense of reassurance.
Dongfang Yao's slender fingers trembled slightly, with a hint of secret excitement and shyness, as she gently unbuttoned the top two buttons of her pajamas.
The cool air touched her collarbone, causing her already restless heart to race even faster.
In the dim light, the ring's soul tool flashed, and a piece of underwear that clearly belonged to men quietly fell into her palm.
Just holding it in her hands made her cheeks instantly burn.
'Ugh! I really am a pervert, brother, Yao'er is so sorry!'
Dongfang Yao felt guilty; this was a recurring theme she had repeatedly tried to prevent over the years.
However, this trace of guilt was quickly overwhelmed by another, more turbulent wave of emotion, disappearing without a trace.
She reached out and pulled the blanket over herself, wrapping herself up completely from head to toe.