Seeing that Tang Chuan had clearly recognized Yu Xiaogang's lack of true ability and decisively refused to take him as a teacher, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others immediately felt a sense of relief, their moods lifting considerably.
After all, they could already see Yu Xiaogang's real level; his reputation simply did not match his actual capability.
In the previous comparison video, however, Tang San had seemed almost blind to this. No matter what happened, he failed to notice anything wrong. Even in the Spirit Hunting Forest, where Yu Xiaogang nearly got himself killed and treated Tang San like a test subject for his theories, Tang San still trusted him completely.
It felt like watching a film that dulled one's judgment and sent frustration soaring.
Now, with the White World's comparison video showing Tang Chuan seeing through everything and refusing the apprenticeship, it was as if the story had returned to normal, calming that rising irritation.
Naturally, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, and the others felt much more at ease.
On the other side, seeing that Tang Chuan in the White World not only refused to become a disciple but even questioned his counterpart, a faint look of relief appeared on Yu Xiaogang's stiff face.
This Tang Chuan truly has no respect for teachers or the Dao.
My disciple, Little San, is still the best.
Watching Tang Chuan not only disrespect his father Tang Hao but also fail to recognize a "gem" like Yu Xiaogang, Tang San's heart filled with contempt and disdain.
This Tang Chuan is simply unworthy of being another version of me.
Such an unfilial person lacks even the most basic judgment, unable to see the greatness of the teacher.
It was utterly laughable.
[After entering the office, Tang Chuan took out his Martial Soul Proof and handed it to Director Su for registration.]
[Upon discovering that Tang Chuan possessed Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Spirit Power, Director Su and the other teachers were first shocked, then quickly filled with pity.]
["Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Spirit Power? What a pity. If your Spirit were anything else, your future would be limitless. But Blue Silver Grass is the classic example of a Trash Martial Soul..."]
[Because they considered it a Trash Martial Soul, neither Director Su nor the other teachers had any intention of taking Tang Chuan as a disciple.]
[After receiving his school uniform and daily necessities, Tang Chuan carried his luggage and bedding on his back while holding the issued items, making his way toward Dormitory Seven.]
[There, he encountered Wang Sheng's provocation.]
[Aware of his young age and weaker physique, and knowing that even with Innate Full Spirit Power he might not defeat Wang Sheng, who already had level nine spirit power, Tang Chuan deliberately held back and accepted defeat.]
[After choosing a bed and arranging his belongings, Xiao Wu finally arrived.]
[With her strength, she easily defeated Wang Sheng and became the leader of Dormitory Seven.]
[By noon, Tang Chuan quietly followed Wang Sheng and the others to the canteen. While eating, he asked whether the academy had a library.]
["The library? What do you need that for?" Wang Sheng asked curiously.]
["To read books," Tang Chuan replied, equally puzzled. "We have classes in the morning and free time in the afternoon. Wouldn't it be good to read in the library and then cultivate at night?"]
[Hearing this, Wang Sheng and the others exchanged awkward glances. "If we cultivate in the afternoon as well, when would we have time to play?"]
["Brother Wang Sheng, didn't you say that work-study students are often bullied by the nobles? If we don't want to be bullied, we must become stronger, and to become stronger, we must seize every moment."]
[Tang Chuan spoke calmly.]
[After finishing his meal, he excused himself and left the canteen, heading straight to the Nuoding Academy library, where he began teaching himself about various spirit beasts.]
Black World, Shrek Academy
"This Tang Chuan is indeed mature and diligent, hardworking and focused."
Yu Xiaogang sighed, his expression filled with regret and a trace of pity.
"It's just a shame that without the guidance of a renowned teacher, he won't gain much in a small academy like Nuoding."
"Exactly," Tang San added with a faint snort. "Teacher, your talent and mastery of spirit theory are unparalleled. This Tang Chuan failed to take you as his teacher, so he certainly won't achieve much in the future."
Unable to tolerate this any longer, Ning Rongrong spoke up.
"Grandmaster, Tang San, aren't your conclusions a bit premature?"
"This Tang Chuan eventually became both the God of Life and the God of Destruction."
For a moment, both Yu Xiaogang and Tang San froze.
Meanwhile, the comparison video continued.
[After spending several hours reading in the library, Tang Chuan stretched and ended his study for the day. He left the building and began exploring the academy grounds.]
[Upon reaching the back gate, he entered the rear mountain area and discovered a small hill covered in Blue Silver Grass.]
["So much Blue Silver Grass!" he murmured in surprise. "A Martial Soul Mimicry Training Ground enhances cultivation by recreating a suitable environment. Then wouldn't a place like this, filled with Blue Silver Grass, serve the same purpose for us?"]
["Let me try."]
[With that thought, Tang Chuan sat cross-legged on the grassy hill, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.]
Black World, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School
"This Tang Chuan's insight is remarkable," Ning Fengzhi said with admiration.
"A Martial Soul Mimicry Training Ground works by simulating an appropriate environment. That meadow truly serves as one for Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters."
Hearing this, countless Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters in both worlds suddenly felt enlightened, their hearts racing as if they had discovered a new path forward.
[Sitting cross-legged, Tang Chuan pondered how to cultivate.]
[As a new student, he did not yet know the exact method, but he reasoned that it should involve clearing the mind, envisioning oneself as the Martial Soul, and allowing spirit power to circulate naturally.]
[Following this idea, his consciousness gradually entered an ethereal state, as though he had truly become a blade of Blue Silver Grass, swaying gently under sunlight and breeze.]
[He vaguely sensed that the surrounding grass possessed awareness, waves of reverence and admiration flowing toward him, as if whispering: "Great Emperor, we have found you," "You are our sun," "Accept our loyalty."]
[In that moment, he resonated with the entire field, becoming one with it. Together, they absorbed the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, dramatically increasing efficiency. His spirit power began to circulate automatically, continuously refining the energy into his own.]
[At the same time, he felt a powerful bloodline resonance from a distant direction.]
[Before long, dusk arrived.]
[Tang Chuan opened his eyes, excitement shining within them as he reflected on the experience.]
["During meditation, I resonated with the surrounding Blue Silver Grass and became one with it, absorbing spiritual energy as a collective."]
["This method greatly increases efficiency and accelerates cultivation."]
["If I expand the range by planting more Blue Silver Grass and nurturing them, wouldn't the efficiency improve even further?"]
["Right now, I can only resonate within this hill… but what if one day it extends to a city, a province, a nation, or even the entire continent?"]
Silence fell.
Complete silence.
Seeing that Tang Chuan had independently created such a powerful meditation method, countless people in both the Black World and the White World were utterly stunned.
They simply could not believe it.