Chapter 85: Diverted‑Focus Control!

"Teacher, I accept!"

Tang San's eyes were resolute as he responded to Yu Xiao Gang, but doubts still lingered in his mind.

He glanced at Xiao Wu, did not let her leave, and directly voiced his confusion: "Teacher, when can I cultivate a second martial soul? My current cultivation speed is too slow; I am not confident I can breakthrough to Level 48 soul power like Yu Tianyun by age fifteen."

Although Yu Xiao Gang swore that Yu Tianyun's talent was not as good as his, Tang San only felt that Yu Xiao Gang was consoling him; he truly lacked confidence compared with Yu Tianyun.

Xiao Wu looked at the insecure Tang San, eyes filled with worry; she did not expect that the once somewhat proud Third Brother could one day become insecure, and hurriedly comforted him:

"Third Brother, you are the strongest; you are no worse than Yu Tianyun. You have so many self‑created soul skills and powerful hidden weapons—who would win in a real fight is uncertain! If you were the same age, Yu Tianyun would definitely not be your opponent."

Tang San heard Xiao Wu's reassurance, felt a slight bitterness; family knows family matters, yet he smiled and indicated she need not worry, that he was fine.

He felt extremely unwilling; in two lifetimes as a human, he had cultivated the Tang Men Absolute Art since childhood, with innate full soul power and Dual Birth Martial Soul, and he would not allow anyone to surpass him!

Yu Xiao Gang's mind was also somewhat confused; on one hand his nephew, on the other his disciple, but the nephew's excellence was striking his own disciple.

After a brief thought, he said: "Yu Tianyun's strength comes only from a good background; Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect surely poured massive resources into him, making his power naturally terrifying. You come from a humble origin and have long suffered malnutrition. Yet even so, you cultivated the street‑level Lan Yin Cao Martial Soul to the Soul Elder realm by age twelve. You are not inferior to him; under equal conditions, you are even more outstanding!"

"As long as you cultivate a second martial soul, surpassing him will be easy, but right now you absolutely must not cultivate a second martial soul!"

"Dual Birth Martial Soul is the highest talent. In my view, once your Lan Yin Cao reaches the Soul King realm, the task is complete; then, when you begin cultivating a second martial soul, the first Soul Ring can attach a ten‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, rapidly boosting soul power and breaking through realms. You will become the youngest Title Douluo in history."

"But Dual Birth Martial Soul has a drawback: two martial souls mean two kinds of soul power!"

"These two soul powers will, as Soul Rings are added, clash increasingly violently within the body, eventually causing an explosive death. Only the first few Soul Rings can be added; once a ten‑thousand‑year Soul Ring is absorbed, a death countdown begins."

"Records show that among the three Dual Birth Martial Soul prodigies to date, only one has eliminated this drawback and become one of the strongest Soul Masters in the current Soul Master world."

"But rest assured, I will find a way to remove the Dual Birth Martial Soul flaw. All you need to do is diligently cultivate and strive to breakthrough to the Soul King realm soon."

"Xiao San, why not imagine: if even your worst second martial soul attains a ten‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, perhaps even a hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, how powerful would you become?"

"By then, perhaps you will understand how much effort I have poured into nurturing you."

After hearing Yu Xiao Gang's speech, Tang San finally felt much more relaxed.

He firmly believed he was a uniquely gifted individual, but his poor background held him back against Yu Tianyun. If he fully unleashed his talent, he could swiftly surpass Yu Tianyun.

At the same time, moved by Yu Xiao Gang's dedication, Tang San bowed and said, "Teacher, I am sorry; I was too eager and nearly went astray. I hope you will continue to guide me. This time you are at Shilake Xueyuan, you won't leave soon, will you?"

Yu Xiao Gang patted Tang San's shoulder, pleased, and said:

"I'm glad you understand; the teacher is happy. I came specifically to find you, so I won't leave easily. I heard Fland say your classmates are rare talents; if true, I will give some guidance. At Norling Academy, those students had limited talent and weren't worth my personal instruction; perhaps the Shilake Xueyuan students will surprise me."

Tang San, hearing this, was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Teacher, with your words I feel reassured. My classmates are all monsters; with your guidance they will surely cultivate faster and become stronger."

Yu Xiao Gang's stiff face softened a bit; the more he looked at Tang San, the more satisfied he was—truly his disciple, who knows him well.

He smiled and said, "Xiao San, Xiao Wu, you both should rest early; see you tomorrow morning."

Then the group split, each returning to their rooms to rest. Tang San, having received Yu Xiao Gang's counsel, no longer rushed to cultivate a second martial soul and planned to continue cultivating the Lan Yin Cao martial soul.

Although Lan Yin Cao is a wasteful martial soul, Tang San firmly believed that under Yu Xiao Gang's guidance, he could, even with this wasteful martial soul, become a powerful Soul Master.

His teacher's famous saying—there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters!

In his view, it is very inspiring and correct.

Unfortunately, Tang San never considered how his teacher, at such an advanced age, was still a Level 29 Great Soul Master!

The fine Lan Yin Emperor was treated as ordinary Lan Yin Cao for cultivation, its potential completely exhausted.

Tang San possesses a pure Lan Yin Emperor bloodline; with proper nurturing, perhaps without relying on Lan Yin King, he could trigger a second awakening of his martial soul and become a true Lan Yin Emperor.

Unfortunately, tangled with Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Gang, his own fortune continuously waned because of Yu Tianyun's emergence.

His Lan Yin Cao martial soul is almost impossible to evolve into Lan Yin Emperor now.

Meanwhile.

In the most luxurious suite of the Rose Hotel, the melodious moans of a woman repeatedly echoed.

Inside the room, Yu Tianyun was playing a role‑playing game with Zhu Zhu Yun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong, the three women.

At this moment, Yu Tianyun fought with unbridled vigor, feeling completely at ease.

He lay on the bed, immovable as a mountain, unflinching no matter how the three women acted.

Even to avoid wasting time, he split his spirit power into two parts: one to sense the physical stimulation, the other to mobilize soul power for meditative cultivation! Indeed, he was meditating while cultivating.

Even as his body endured such intense stimulation, he could still allocate half his energy to meditative cultivation.

This is extraordinarily unbelievable; for anyone else, it would likely have led to demonic obsession long ago.

Yet he accomplished it; this is the benefit of great spirit power—complete multitasking! However, mere multitasking is insufficient; in this state, his cultivation efficiency is not ideal.

But he already had a countermeasure for this.

His petite wealthy girlfriend—Ning Rongrong—under his stick service, had long already passed down the family's Diverted‑Focus Control technique to him.

His excuse was quite cheeky; at the time he said, "Rong Rong, you don't want me to be unable to feed you because of cultivation, do you?... Rong Rong, you don't want me to delay cultivation because I'm feeding you, right?... Rong Rong, you don't want me to go demonic, do you?..."

Ning Rongrong neither wanted Yu Tianyun to neglect cultivation nor wanted his busy cultivation to reduce her own physical needs.

So she readily agreed.

She thought, after all they're family, and this marriage was arranged by her father, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't blame her.

Thus, Yu Tianyun no longer had to neglect his beloved due to cultivation; from now on, as long as he practices diligently, his cultivation speed will surely rise to normal levels!

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(End of Chapter)