That's right, if my theory is correct—
For innate full soul power, both the Blue Silver Grass and the other martial soul must be of equal quality and both top-tier martial souls.
A martial soul only inherits the stronger quality from one of the parents.
Is Blue Silver Grass a top-tier martial soul?If it's not, it would be suppressed by the other top-tier martial soul, and the person would end up with only one martial soul.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly realized that his own Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls were contradicting each other.
In other words, this child named Tang San must merely have a mutated Blue Silver Grass—perhaps the Blue Silver King.
Yu Xiaogang mulled over it, finding it difficult to admit his mistake.
At the same time, he hesitated. Should he still take Tang San as his disciple?
Based on the quality of Blue Silver Grass, even if it were some so-called Blue Silver King, wouldn't it just be the king of trash?
After all, Blue Silver Grass wasn't inherently offensive.
No matter how strong it became, it would struggle to deal effective attacks or control against top-tier fire-attribute martial souls.
It might not even compare to a soul master with an innate soul power of five or six with a fire-attribute martial soul.
Other than some talent in cultivation, it was practically worthless.
For a brief moment, Yu Xiaogang's thoughts spun wildly, and ultimately, he decided to give up on using Tang San to prove his theory.
It seemed he'd be better off taking Xiao Lin as his disciple.
At least, his published paper on martial soul ring selection for rod-type martial souls was already selling well.
As long as Xiao Lin had a bit of intelligence, he'd surely submit to my wisdom.
Yes, Xiao Lin and his top-tier weapon martial soul, Coiling Dragon Staff, would be the perfect candidate.
Very soon, Yu Xiaogang stood up from the ground, looking at Tang San with a hint of pity in his gaze.
This change left Tang San momentarily stunned.
What's going on? That look in his eyes?
Yu Xiaogang doesn't want to take me as a disciple anymore?
As someone trained in the ways of the Tang Sect, Tang San was especially adept at reading people's expressions.
When he saw the regretful and pitiful gaze directed at him, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of bewilderment.
Was Blue Silver King really that bad?
However, since he had always been a person of few words, he simply took action.
Now that Yu Xiaogang was no longer stopping him, he might as well go buy his blanket.
As Tang San stepped forward, Yu Xiaogang sighed and shook his head.
What a pity. Even I wouldn't be able to determine the best soul ring configuration for a Blue Silver King.
After all, according to his original theory, he had never planned for Tang San's Blue Silver Grass to reach Rank 70 or beyond.
He didn't believe Blue Silver Grass could break that threshold. His original plan had been for Tang San to rely entirely on his second martial soul later on.
Even the soul skills for Blue Silver Grass were something he had planned to source from random whip-type martial soul soul masters, adapting their techniques for Tang San.
After all, no matter how powerful a twin martial soul was, only one could be used in battle at a time. So, he had kept his planning simple.
Though he did put some effort into researching suitable skills, just to make sure Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wouldn't be too weak in the early stages.
Yu Xiaogang not only felt pity for Tang San but also regretted the time he had wasted.
What a waste of innate full soul power. If my martial soul had innate full soul power, even if it were Luo San Pao, I'd have the confidence to become one of the strongest soul masters.
Even now, Yu Xiaogang still believed his theories were groundbreaking and infallible.
—
"Xiao San, wait for me! I'm buying a blanket too."
At that moment, just as Tang San was about to step out of the school gates, Xiao Lin's voice rang out.
Both Yu Xiaogang and Tang San turned to look.
Xiao Lin?
Xiao Lin!
Tang San was still wondering why Xiao Lin needed to buy another blanket, but Yu Xiaogang was already ecstatic. He rushed forward and blocked Xiao Lin's path, eagerly introducing himself.
"Xiao Lin, I am Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang."
"Oh, not interested."
Xiao Lin pushed Yu Xiaogang aside without hesitation and jogged over to Tang San, raising his eyebrows mischievously.
Tang San immediately understood—Xiao Lin was here to collect his manuscript payment.
Only now did Xiao Lin realize something had happened between Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
Scanning the area, he noticed some fallen strands of hair on the ground.
His gaze turned playful as he looked at the disheveled middle-aged man.
"Let's go, Xiao San. I recruited a few little brothers in Dorm Seven."
"When we get back, I'll have them call you 'Little San-ge.'"
Xiao Lin laughed loudly, clearly teasing.
"How about just 'San-ge'?"
Tang San wasn't quite sure why Xiao Lin was laughing so hard. Was he being made fun of?
"Wait! Xiao Lin, how can you be so disrespectful to your elders?"
Yu Xiaogang stuck to them like a persistent sore, refusing to let go.
With a righteous expression, he seemed highly dissatisfied with Xiao Lin's attitude.
"Are you a teacher here?" Xiao Lin asked.
"I'm not a teacher, but I am still your senior."
"Sorry, I don't consider strangers to be my elders."
Xiao Lin replied casually and turned away, ready to leave with Tang San.
"Xiao Lin, if you wish to accomplish great things, you must rely on my theories."
"You haven't obtained your first soul ring yet, have you? If you accept me as your teacher, I will pass all my knowledge on to you."
Yu Xiaogang, though disappointed in Xiao Lin's lack of respect, was unwilling to let such a perfect candidate slip away.
After all, his idol was Tang Hao, a top-tier weapon martial soul user.
The more he learned about Tang Hao, the more excited he became.
He desperately wanted a disciple who could rival Tang Hao.
And Xiao Lin was, in his eyes, the most promising candidate.
Now truly irritated by Yu Xiaogang's persistence, Xiao Lin turned around.
This old fool—if I don't teach him a lesson now, he'll keep bothering me.
He fixed Yu Xiaogang with a cold stare.
"Look at you—filthy and unkempt—what kind of bullshit theories do you even have?"
Xiao Lin didn't hold back. He was done with the politeness.
"Heh…"
Yu Xiaogang merely chuckled and shook his head, unbothered by the insult.
A true Grandmaster must have composure.
"You asked the right person. I have studied 58 soul masters with rod-type martial souls. In fact, I recently published a paper in Martial Soul Weekly on the subject."
"If you follow my advice, you won't go wrong."
Yu Xiaogang adjusted his posture, assuming a scholarly air before continuing his lecture.
"Out of those 58 soul masters, 41 had wooden rods, which aren't relevant to you. But the others, possessing iron or stronger rods, are the best reference points."
"The most notable among them is Soul Emperor Li Yusong, whose martial soul is the Dragon Pattern Staff. His first soul skill grants a 200% attack boost."
"Then there are the two Title Douluo elders of the Spirit Hall, both with Coiling Dragon Staff. Their first soul skill, Thousand-Jin Strength, provides a 250% attack boost and an anti-evil purification effect."
"If you listen to me, I will ensure you acquire a first soul skill no weaker than theirs. And for future soul rings, I can provide valuable guidance—"
"Oh, so that's all?"
Xiao Lin scoffed, utterly unimpressed.