Black World, Shrek Academy.
After realizing that Tang Chuan had clearly seen through Yu Xiaogang's hollow reputation and firmly refused to take him as a master, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others felt an immediate sense of relief, their moods lightening considerably.
After all, they had long recognized Yu Xiaogang's true level, which simply did not match the fame surrounding him.
Yet in the earlier comparison video, Tang San had seemed almost foolish, stubbornly incapable of seeing the truth. Even in the Spirit Hunting Forest, when Yu Xiaogang nearly got himself killed and treated him like a mere test subject for his martial soul theories, Tang San had still trusted him without question.
Watching that version felt like enduring something that dulled one's judgment and raised one's frustration.
Now, seeing Tang Chuan in the White World calmly recognize reality and decisively refuse to become his disciple felt like returning to clarity, easing that rising tension.
Ning Rongrong and the others naturally felt far more at ease.
On the other side, Yu Xiaogang, noticing that Tang Chuan neither accepted him nor blindly followed him, revealed a fleeting trace of relief beneath his stiff expression.
This Tang Chuan truly has no respect for teachers or the proper Dao.
My disciple, Little San, is far superior.
At the same time, Tang San's heart filled with contempt.
Not only had this Tang Chuan shown disrespect toward his father Tang Hao, but he also lacked discernment, failing to recognize Yu Xiaogang's so-called greatness.
He is completely unworthy of being another version of me.
Such a rebellious and unfilial person, with no foresight, unable even to recognize true talent.
Utterly ridiculous.
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After entering the office, Tang Chuan handed over his Martial Soul Proof to Director Su for registration.
When they discovered that he possessed Innate Full Spirit Power along with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, Director Su and the other teachers were first shocked, then quickly filled with regret.
"Innate full spirit power with Blue Silver Grass? What a pity. If your martial soul were anything else, your future would be limitless, but Blue Silver Grass is the most typical example of a trash martial soul."
Because of this entrenched bias, none of them had any intention of accepting Tang Chuan as a disciple.
After receiving his academy uniform and basic supplies, Tang Chuan carried his bedding on his back, holding the rest of his belongings as he headed toward Dormitory Seven.
There, he encountered Wang Sheng's provocation.
Fully aware of his own physical limitations and recognizing that even with level nine spirit power he might not defeat Wang Sheng, Tang Chuan deliberately held back and chose to lose.
After selecting his bed and arranging his belongings, Xiao Wu soon arrived. With her strength, she easily defeated Wang Sheng and naturally became the leader of Dormitory Seven.
By then, it was already noon.
Tang Chuan quietly followed Wang Sheng and the others to the canteen. While eating, he casually asked whether the academy had a library.
"A library? What do you want to go there for?" Wang Sheng asked with curiosity.
"To read," Tang Chuan replied simply. "We attend classes in the morning, rest in the afternoon, read in the library, and cultivate at night. Isn't that ideal?"
Wang Sheng and the others exchanged glances.
"If we cultivate in the afternoon too, then when do we play?"
Tang Chuan answered calmly. "Didn't you say that work-study students are always bullied by nobles? If we don't want to be bullied, we must become stronger, and if we want strength, we have to seize every moment."
After finishing his meal, Tang Chuan excused himself and left, heading straight to the Nuoding Academy library to study spirit beast knowledge on his own.
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Black World, Shrek Academy.
"This Tang Chuan is indeed mature, diligent, and eager to learn," Yu Xiaogang remarked with a sigh, though his tone carried faint regret. "But without guidance from a true master, he will not achieve much in a small academy like Nuoding."
"That's right," Tang San added with a soft snort. "Teacher's mastery of martial soul theory is unparalleled. Since this Tang Chuan refused you, his future is destined to be limited."
Ning Rongrong finally spoke up.
"Grandmaster, Tang San, isn't that a bit unreasonable?" she said lightly. "Didn't this Tang Chuan later become both the God of Life and the God of Destruction?"
At once, both Yu Xiaogang and Tang San stiffened.
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The comparison video continued.
After several hours of reading, Tang Chuan stretched and left the library, wandering through the academy before eventually finding the back gate and heading into the mountains behind it.
On a small hillside, he discovered Blue Silver Grass covering the entire slope.
"So much Blue Silver Grass," he murmured, his eyes gleaming. "If Martial Soul Mimicry Training Grounds can enhance cultivation by simulating environments, then a place like this should be equivalent to one for Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters."
With that thought, he sat cross-legged and began to meditate.
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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Fengzhi could not help but sigh in admiration.
"This Tang Chuan's insight is extraordinary. Mimicry training grounds enhance cultivation by simulating suitable environments, so a field like this truly serves the same purpose for Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters."
Across both worlds, countless Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters felt as though enlightenment had struck, their hearts surging with excitement as they sensed a new path opening before them.
...
Seated on the hillside, Tang Chuan began contemplating the essence of meditation.
As a newly enrolled student, he had not yet learned any formal techniques, yet he instinctively felt that cultivation required emptying the mind, merging with the martial soul, and allowing spirit power to circulate naturally.
Following this intuition, his consciousness gradually entered a deep and ethereal state.
It felt as though he had truly become a strand of Blue Silver Grass, gently swaying in the breeze, bathed in sunlight.
Faintly, he sensed the surrounding Blue Silver Grass responding to him, as if alive, sending waves of reverence and devotion.
"Great Emperor, we have finally found you."
"You are our sun."
"Accept our loyalty."
Within that state, Tang Chuan resonated with the entire hillside, merging with the countless strands of grass into a single entity. Together, they absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, greatly increasing efficiency while his internal spirit power circulated on its own.
At the same time, he sensed a powerful bloodline fluctuation coming from afar.
As dusk fell, he slowly opened his eyes.
Recalling the experience, excitement surged within him.
"In that state, I resonated with the surrounding Blue Silver Grass and cultivated as one whole, which greatly increased my absorption efficiency."
"If I expand this range by planting more Blue Silver Grass and nurturing their growth, my cultivation speed will rise even further."
"Right now, I can only resonate with this hillside, but what if one day it extends to a city, a province, a nation, or even the entire continent?"
Silence followed.
A deep and overwhelming silence.
Across both the Black World and the White World, countless people stared in shock.
Tang Chuan had not simply cultivated. He had created an entirely new system.