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Tang San was indeed hesitating about whether to start training with the Hao Tian Hammer. He no longer wanted to be stuck at this bottleneck, but the thought of wasting soul ring slots on it made him reluctant.
"Little San, I'm curious—since your mother, Ah Yin, was a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor, shouldn't your Blue Silver Grass spirit weapon be considered a top-tier one? Why are you encountering cultivation bottlenecks?"
Tang Xiao voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind.
Tang San pondered for a moment. After returning to the Hao Tian Sect, Tang Xiao had told him the story of the past—how Tang Hao had furiously attacked the Pope out of rage for his wife's death, leaving the Pope mortally wounded. The tale had filled Tang San with righteous indignation.
Knowing that his mother was the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor hadn't changed much for him. To him, a mother was a mother. Besides, after giving birth to him, she had already matured and fully taken on human form.
The Spirit Hall! They were not only responsible for his mother's death but also his father's. Tang San vowed to never coexist with the Spirit Hall. If he didn't destroy them completely, he would be unworthy as a son.
"Why is this happening, Uncle?"
Tang San was also confused. His spirit weapon was the Blue Silver Emperor—the imperial ruler of Blue Silver Grass. Even if it hadn't fully awakened, it should still surpass ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Why was he facing a bottleneck?
"Little San, do you think there might be something wrong with the way you've been cultivating your Blue Silver Grass?"
Tang Xiao's words struck a chord deep within Tang San. In his heart, his teacher held an exalted position. Although his uncle now provided him with ample fatherly love, he couldn't bring himself to slander his teacher.
"Why do you say that, Uncle?"
Tang San asked, barely containing his anger.
"I'm very puzzled by the fact that all the soul rings you've absorbed are from spider-type soul beasts. I once asked Ah Yin—can Blue Silver Grass really cultivate so quickly?
AhYin said: The greatest strengths of Blue Silver Grass are its inclusiveness and vitality. Enhancing the vitality of Blue Silver Grass will cause it to evolve.
From this, it seems that the cultivation of Blue Silver Grass should focus on vitality. Spiders don't exactly seem like soul beasts brimming with strong vitality, and Ah Yin used to detest spiders.
I suspect there might be something wrong with how you've been cultivating your Blue Silver Grass. No one in this world understands Blue Silver Grass better than Ah Yin does—after all, she is its emperor."
Tang Xiao's words struck Tang San like thunder, echoing in his mind.
His mother was the true emperor of Blue Silver Grass, the genuine Blue Silver Emperor. Her understanding of it surely surpassed that of any other being. His teacher, though a theoretical master, was at most a high-level Soul Master—he didn't even know about the Blue Silver Emperor.
Back then, his teacher had deemed Tang San's Blue Silver Grass a useless spirit weapon. But according to Tang Xiao's words, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was no less powerful than the Hao Tian Hammer. This meant his teacher's judgment had been wrong.
The cultivation path he had instructed Tang San to follow was also flawed! Could it be that his teacher was the reason his progress had stalled? No, no—it couldn't be! His teacher wouldn't harm him. He treated him like a son—why would he harm him?
"Uncle, why did Master Yu Xiaogang have me follow the poison-attribute control route?"
Once the seed of doubt sprouted, it grew uncontrollably. At this moment, Tang San no longer referred to Yu Xiaogang as "Teacher," but simply as "Master."
"You mean Yu Xiaogang? Back in the day, he gained access to the Spirit Hall's secrets by seducing their Holy Maiden and named the theories as his own. It caused quite a scandal.
The former elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, Yu Yuanzhen—Yu Xiaogang's father—couldn't withstand the pressure and kicked Yu Xiaogang out of the family.
You've seen it yourself—he only has you as his disciple. Is he trying to prove himself? You're a dual spirit weapon user; no matter how you cultivate, you're guaranteed to become a Title Douluo.
Is it his theory that's impressive, or is it your natural talent?
And the best way to prove a theory isn't to train someone with mediocre talent into a Title Douluo—it's to silence doubters.
Moreover, Yu Xiaogang's character is despicable. Back then, the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden fell in love with him, but when the Pope intervened, he fled. Later, he fell in love with his cousin Liu Erlong, but when Yu Luomian caught them, he ran away again.
To be honest, Yu Xiaogang was once the laughingstock of the three great families. I don't know how he had the audacity to claim the title of 'Master.'
The leaders of our seven great sects and Title Douluos all possess their own theories, and they've personally cultivated to that level through experience. What can a mere high-level Soul Master offer you? I don't understand why he's so arrogant.
Is he just brainless, or is his arrogance a facade to mask his insecurities?"
Tang Xiao's words hit Tang San like a bolt of lightning, shaking his innermost beliefs.
My teacher? A fraud! A fame-seeking charlatan!
Tang San suddenly recalled that when he first became Yu Xiaogang's disciple, everyone around him had looked at him with pity.
At the time, he had been proud, thinking they simply didn't understand his teacher's brilliance. But now he realized—the joke was on him.
Tang San's thoughts: Yu Xiaogang! The grudge for obstructing my path is unforgivable. According to the sixth rule of the 'Xuantian Treasure Record', anyone who impedes my cultivation shall suffer the fate of ten thousand poisons entering their body and dying!
Tang San had already placed Yu Xiaogang on his must-kill list, ranking him alongside the Spirit Hall!
In Tang San's eyes, he only remembered the benefits that aligned with his interests. Yu Xiaogang had deceived him so thoroughly, despite treating him like a father. This man was shallow and incompetent yet dared to teach others. Such scum deserved the harshest punishment!
"Uncle, is there any hope for my Blue Silver Grass?"
Suppressing his hatred for Yu Xiaogang, Tang San extended his black-purple Blue Silver Grass toward Tang Xiao and asked.
"Sigh! Take this forty-eight-thousand-year head spirit bone and absorb it. It should help you break through the bottleneck. Then we'll go to the Star Dou Forest to find a plant-type soul beast with strong vitality to evolve the essence of your Blue Silver Grass."
This was the only solution Tang Xiao could think of. Unlike Tang Hao, who had intimate knowledge of the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang Xiao didn't know the location of the Blue Silver Forest or that Ah Yin still had followers. All he could do was use the spirit bone to help Tang San break through the bottleneck, then rely on the next soul ring to evolve his spirit weapon.
Tang San accepted the spirit bone. Just moments ago, he had felt betrayed by Yu Xiaogang, but now his uncle Tang Xiao was treating him so kindly. In his heart, Tang Xiao's position was now equal to that of his biological father, Tang Hao.
Uncle was like a second father. And since Tang Xiao had no children of his own, Tang San considered himself his son. He vowed to care for him in his old age and help him regain his peak strength!
Tang San pressed the head spirit bone to his forehead and began absorbing it. He felt his Purple Extreme Demon Eye being drawn to something, breaking through to the Mustard Seed Realm.
His spiritual power surged dramatically, and the previously impenetrable bottleneck shattered. Tang San's soul power reached Level 60.
Half a day later…
"Uncle, I've reached Level 60!" Tang San exclaimed joyfully, looking at Tang Xiao.
"Wonderful! Come, Little San, let's go hunt for a soul ring. Now's the time to evolve the essence of your Blue Silver Grass!"
Tang Xiao took Tang San to the Star Dou Forest.
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