To be honest, it was Tang San who was able to stand up to the original Yu Xiaogang, but now that Liu Erlong was forcibly recognized as a godson, she would definitely save her from danger.
Then Yu Xiaogang's fate would be sealed.
Subei sat beside Tang San and patted his shoulder, saying, "Do you think he helped you out of pure goodwill?"
"Isn't that right?"
Tang San caught the fragrance floating from Subei, only a few centimeters from his charming face. His face flushed and a strange feeling surged in his heart.
He really looked better than any girl!
"Innocent!"
Subei didn't notice Tang San's reaction and continued, "He heard the concierge say you have innate soul power with a blue silver grass martial spirit, so he has other plans for you!"
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"Isn't blue silver grass a waste martial spirit? Even if it's innately full of soul power, it shouldn't be that brilliant," Tang San murmured with a pursed mouth, clenching his left hand tightly.
Luckily, he still had his own martial spirit, which made him nervous watching his father earlier.
This young hammer was definitely no ordinary spirit! At least it had the power of a soul king.
Alas… These two silly boys truly mistook the blue silver grass as a waste martial spirit.
Whereas the blue silver grass was the King of Undead Plants—the Blue Silver Emperor!
But Subei couldn't reveal too much and looked at Tang San seriously:
"The waste martial spirit will never be innately full of soul power forever. Only two possibilities exist."
"First, your blue silver grass isn't ordinary but a top-tier martial spirit."
"Second, you might be a twin martial spirit, meaning your other martial spirit is also powerful. This depends on your parents' genes, and usually the difference between twin spirits can't be too wide. Therefore, your blue silver grass is still top-class."
"Do you understand?"
Though this seemed contradictory, it was Subei's summary from Yu Xiaogang's words.
In Yu Xiaogang's original tales, Tang San's innate full spirit power of blue silver grass was speculated to mean he was a twin martial spirit, which was nonsense.
He was simply lucky to have bumped into it. You guessed it!
Since survival of the fittest prevails, how could the strong tolerate weaker companions?
This showed Yu Xiaogang's ignorance and that he was far from a true master.
Tang San stood up, realizing that despite the ambiguity in the boy's words, this child his own age revealed the truth about himself.
"So smart!"
Tang San gazed at Subei with admiration.
Subei smiled humbly, "It's nothing, just book knowledge a bit richer than theirs."
Tang San's suspicious eyes eased. He felt Subei knew far too much and held a calmness beyond his age.
"A true prodigy."
Tang San also wondered at such a handsome, knowledgeable boy.
He thought it no exaggeration to call him a deity.
Tang San asked, "Then do you think the teacher took a fancy to my martial spirit?"
Subei nodded, "Yes. If you keep calling him teacher, with his rogue nature, maybe you'll end up as his apprentice."
Tang San felt even more puzzled but hoped to meet a good teacher in Notting College.
After hearing Yu Xiaogang's past from Subei, he felt sorry for him and thanked Subei, "Thanks for the advice."
Subei held Tang San's hand lightly, "Notting College is ordinary. If you want, come to Blue Tyrant Academy."
Tang San glanced at Subei's hand, thinking how tender and comfortable it felt being gently squeezed.
"If I get the chance, I'll definitely come."
Tang San looked deeply at Subei and resolved not to believe on mere words alone but sensed that Yu Xiaogang was truly a bad person.
"But I told you these in confidence. Don't say a word or you'll blame me."
Northern Jiangsu clenched his fist in the air.
Blushing, Tang San lightly clenched his fists, "I swear. Only I know."
Good.
Subei took out the previously gained [Baicaosheng] and handed it to Tang San:
"This is a plant martial spirit tonic I got by chance. Use it if you want. It nourishes your blue silver grass—the effect will be noticeable."
Tang San was stunned and moved inside.
He didn't know how to thank this handsome, smart, kind boy in front of him.
Love, love!
Subei didn't overthink. He still had [Paraquat]. If Tang San ever became his enemy, he'd let him taste the dark side.
Their gazes met.
Just then, Xiao Wu returned with a cup of tea:
"Brother, took a while. Here you go!"
"Thank you, Xiao Wu."
Subei's throat was parched.