Chapter 58: The Family Was Wrong

For Tang San, the Master is his fourth… third relative.

Tang Hao left early, leaving only a letter.

Tang San became an orphan again at the age of seven.

It was Xiao Xian (nickname) and the Master who filled that familial bond; he received far too much care and protection from them.

Tang San, excited, gave a little push with his foot, leapt onto the roof, looking a bit agitated.

The Master patted his head, gave a stiff smile, but didn't say much more to Tang San.

"Let's go, first find your senior brother; no need to go to the Shi Tang, I brought food for you."

"Yes!" Tang San is always this obedient.

The Master gave a slight smile.

The two jumped down from the roof and knocked on Xiao Xian (nickname)'s dormitory door.

"Teacher! You're here!" Xiao Xian (nickname) pushed the door open, looked at the Master and Tang San, and said with some surprise.

He naturally sensed the Master, but Tang San next door was cultivating; he urgently needed the Xuan Tian Gong Fourth Layer, so he stayed inside.

"Xiao Xian (nickname)!" The Master's eyes flickered slightly, also a bit excited.

For this disciple he hadn't seen in a year, he had placed far too many hopes, expectations, even delusions.

But… Xiao Xian (nickname) was so miraculous, he really did it!

They caught up for a moment.

"Let's go, I brought food for you, let's head outside the academy first! Let me see Xiao Jue's Third Ring." The Master pointed toward outside the academy, his tone a bit sentimental and complicated.

Although it was just a simple chat with Fulangde and Zhao Wuji.

But he could imagine what Xiao Xian (nickname) had sacrificed over the past year for this Third Ring.

The small forest outside the village.

Xiao Xian (nickname) summoned Xiao Jue and placed his three soul rings onto its body.

"……"

The Master stared dreamily at that Purple Soul Ring, and foolishly stared at Xiao Jue, which emitted a faint dragon aura.

On his face were traces of confusion, yearning, helplessness, and excitement.

His body began to tremble, trembling violently.

Although he already knew Xiao Xian (nickname) succeeded, actually seeing this soul ring, actually seeing Xiao Jue, he still couldn't stop trembling!

In that instant, he thought of far too many things, and his eyes glistened.

Father, family, the Two Dragons, even the Pope…

If not for his extreme restraint, the Master even doubted he would choke up in front of these two disciples.

Tang San looked toward the Master with some worry.

A long while.

The Master fell silent.

"Succeeded…"

"Xiao Xian (nickname)… you were right… the family was wrong!" The Master looked at Xiao Xian (nickname), his face stiffened again, his voice hoarse yet firm, "We are indeed the world's one‑of‑a‑kind Summoning Soul Master!"

The final words, the Master's voice, was decisive!

Xiao Xian (nickname) smiled faintly, his face recalling.

He seemed to recall that evening seven years ago, after countless hardships, he finally rushed to Nuoding City and met the Master…

Xiao Xian (nickname) lowered his head, looked at his right hand, murmuring softly, "Indeed… we are the continent's millennia‑old, one‑of‑a‑kind Summoning Soul Master."

Without waiting for the Master's command, Xiao Xian (nickname) made a gesture toward Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue's gaze grew fiercer, the Purple Soul Ring on its body flashed suddenly!

Its massive gaping maw opened violently, its fangs streaming purple light, suddenly from inside outward, coalescing into an illusory Purple Dragon Mouth!

Roar—!

Like a dragon's chant!

Xiao Jue thrashed its limbs fiercely, leapt up, and bit the trunk of a large tree several meters away at midsection!

In an instant, the illusory Purple Light huge mouth expanded several times.

From Xiao Jue's dragon mouth, something fell off and flew out!

Crack!

The Purple Light huge mouth slammed shut in midair!

With no effort, the tree's trunk was cut off! It crashed down with a boom!

Terrifying Purple Light flowed from the illusory mouth's fangs into the tree.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

In a moment, the two remaining sections of the tree withered and shrank under the passage of Purple Light.

Tang San watched, startled, and whispered, "What a terrifying bite force!"

If not avoided, this bite from Xiao Jue could easily gnaw him into two pieces!

Moreover, it seemed, perhaps, it was also poisonous?!

The Master was also startled, his face showing an indescribable delight, "Dark Golden Dragon Crocodile's Kiss, Xiao Xian (nickname), you really succeeded!"

"So, your body…!" The Master only knew Xiao Xian (nickname) succeeded, but what the soul skill was, Fulangde gave a slight smile and didn't tell him.

"Yes, Purple Light Baptism, I succeeded, the Soul Ancestor and even the Soul King, for a long time, my meridians can bear the advancement of my soul power." Xiao Xian (nickname) said calmly with a smile.

Human meridians are flexible until about twenty to thirty years old, then gradually solidify.

He is only thirteen, so his meridians are still malleable. It's just his soul power grew too fast, his meridians were innately weak, with poor malleability, unable to keep up with growth.

And if one insists on grinding it bit by bit, following the usual steps, it's not impossible, but that estimate is that perhaps only by the age of twenty or thirty might there be hope to break through to Soul Elder.

By then, the daylilies would be cold.

During idle chat, Xiao Jue withdrew the purple light from the purple-light tree back into his body.

Master, feeling excited, his eyes flickered, and he thought of many things.

The most of them was that Xiao Xian (nickname) succeeded…… So, can the special effect of that purple-light soul power be used on others?

Dark Gold Dragon Crocodile!

But he temporarily did not reveal it, and tested Tang San's soul skill again.

He really didn't expect that Tang San would become a Soul Elder so quickly.

Tang San's third soul skill obviously pleased Master, who nodded repeatedly.

He also tested the strength of the Blue Silver Grass martial soul itself.

The Thousand-Year Soul Ring itself still caused the Blue Silver Grass to change, even growing faint peculiar patterns.

This made it much tougher.

Xiao Xian (nickname) glanced at the pattern, finding it very familiar; he had seen it in some mountain cave, albeit fragmented, but indeed quite similar.

This allowed Tang San to directly use the martial soul itself to also achieve decent control.

Tang San extended a strand of Blue Silver Grass, rapidly wrapping it around a large tree ten meters away; the Profound Heaven Skill surged, easily bending it.

"Not bad, very not bad!"

Master took out a mat from the soul guide device, spread it on the ground, sat cross-legged, then took out some food and handed it to Xiao Xian (nickname) and Tang San.

Xiao Xian (nickname) had roasted chicken and steamed buns, plus a pork knuckle.

Tang San's was similar, just the pork knuckle and roasted chicken were a bit smaller.

At the same time, Master took out a familiar large white plate.

After Xiao Jue came over.

Master, surprised, discovered that this obviously large plate had actually become small.

He directly placed some strange meat chunks on the mat.

Then he just stared blankly at Xiao Jue, who was nearly three meters tall, murmuring softly: "Eat… eat… eat more."

"..."

At night, Xiao Xian (nickname) leaned on Xiao Jue, sitting quietly on the roof.

Tang San was there too.

It was he who had called him over.

Originally, he still hoped Master could give Tang San some pointers on how to use the martial soul.

After all, Tang San's third ring is no small problem.

The Thousand-year Soul Lotus was also one of the soul beasts Master had selected for Tang San; he thought to let Master help share some of the attention.

But unexpectedly, Master, perhaps being too excited, merely glanced at Tang San's third ring, then stopped inquiring and instead stared foolishly at Xiao Jue.

……