Douluo: Soul Shadow King.

"But teacher... I." Tang San opened his mouth, but found that he could not say anything.

"Xiao San, the teacher knows the pain in your heart." The master patted Tang San's shoulder and sighed: "Xiao San, you can disobey the teacher's words, but don't you listen to your father's words?"

"If you think your teacher is harming you, is your father also harming you?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, at a loss as to what to do.

"Forget it, Xiao San, let's go inside and talk." Seeing Tang San like this, the master first gave Liu Erlong a look, signaling the other party to leave first, and then, he pulled the dazed Tang San into the wooden house. He was going to enlighten his disciple properly and couldn't let this ruin the big thing.

After entering the wooden house, the master pulled over two chairs and motioned for Tang San to sit down.

After Tang San sat down, the master said solemnly: "Xiao San, do you know what situation you are in now? If you continue in this state, not only will your teacher be disappointed in you, but even your father who has high hopes for you will be disappointed!"

The master's words were not very pleasant to hear. In order to persuade Tang San, he could only bring up Tang Hao again and again. After all, his weight was not as great as Tang Hao's.

But despite this, Tang San, who was familiar with the Master, still heard the deep concern and fear in the Master's words.

"I'm sorry... Teacher." Tang San's eyes were slightly red, he bowed his head respectfully, and murmured: "It was my disciple who was impulsive."

The master had no idea what Tang San was thinking at this moment. Having lived two lives, he had a much heavier mind than his peers and thought more.

It is precisely because of this that he is more likely to get stuck in a rut, which leads to his current state.

In Tang San's heart, teacher is equivalent to father. Since his father said it was for his own good, then this choice must be the right one. Besides, having been with the Master for so many years, how could Tang San not know what kind of person the Master is?

So, after listening to what the master said just now, Tang San's impulsive emotions were somewhat relieved. Although he still had malice towards the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, his desire to cultivate a second Martial Soul was diluted a lot.

“But teacher, can my Blue Silver Grass really be cultivated to the level you said?” Tang San smiled bitterly: “I really don’t know what to do now. Although I have cultivated to the fourth ring, but as the level increases, the weakness of Blue Silver Grass is becoming more and more obvious.”

"Even when I was fighting Cheng Xiao, my Blue Silver Grass was temporarily out of control."

Hearing this, the master shook his head and said, "Xiao San, are the problems you mentioned really considered problems?"

"Teacher, I still say that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters."

"You have to understand that the Blue Silver Grass itself is not strong. It is because you, Tang San, are strong that the Blue Silver Grass is strong, just like your father and I don't allow you to add a second martial spirit."

"Only when Tang San is strong can the Clear Sky Hammer spirit be strong. Similarly, if you can't even cultivate the weak Blue Silver Grass, how can you be sure that you can cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer well?"

"Don't say that the teacher is discouraging you. From what we can see so far, Cheng Xiao's talent and hard work have completely surpassed you. He may even have a twin martial soul, and it's a plant-type martial soul like yours."

"Otherwise, it's hard to explain why your Blue Silver Grass fails in front of him. However, there is one thing that puzzles me. If Cheng Xiao has twin martial spirits, how powerful should his second martial spirit be?"

"Although the Blue Silver Grass is very weak, it shouldn't be completely powerless to fight back, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the master changed the subject and said from the side: "Also, don't think Cheng Xiao can suppress you forever. How old are you now?" "Before you were fifteen, your soul power had already reached over forty levels, and you also obtained two soul bones. You know the importance of soul bones."

"Although Cheng Xiao's soul power level is much higher than yours, and his martial soul is extremely strange, this does not mean that you will lose to him in the future."

"On the path of cultivation, all efforts will be in vain. If your spirit power levels were on the same level, how could you lose so miserably?"

"Teacher believes in you. When your soul power level increases, Cheng Xiao will definitely find you difficult to deal with because of your strength. If you still cannot defeat Cheng Xiao in the future, then you are not my disciple, not a genius with twin martial spirits, but just a waste. Do you understand?"

The master's words also gave Tang San a glimmer of enlightenment, but he still felt a little unwilling in his heart. He didn't want to be stepped on by Cheng Xiao all the time. If he was really a teenager, it would be fine, but after two lives as a human being, the dignity in his heart made it difficult for him to accept the reality of his failure.

The master snorted coldly: "A little impatience will ruin a big plan. Do you intend to spend your whole life in the shadow brought to you by Cheng Xiao?"

"Speaking of Cheng Xiao, the teacher has some guesses in his mind, but these guesses are not good things for you. How about this, while there is still some time before the end of the preliminaries, you should practice hard to recover your body. The teacher will take you to the Soul Beast Forest in two days to see if you can find another soul bone."

"If you could have another soul bone, you would have a better chance of winning next time you face Cheng Xiao, and at least you wouldn't be forced into this state."

When saying this, the master glanced at Tang San intentionally or unintentionally, fearing that this stubborn child would say something nonsense again.

"I understand, teacher." In line with Master's thoughts, Tang San did not dwell on this matter, but his words made Master stunned, "Teacher, it's easy for you to say that. Soul bones are so rare, how can you get them just by saying so?"

The master touched his chin and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I have my own plan. Although soul bones are rare, you can still get them if you are willing to work hard."

"Once you have recovered, the matter of the soul bones will be left to our golden triangle."

"Okay, teacher!" Tang San was obviously a little excited.

Patting Tang San's head, the master looked at him gently and said softly: "Xiao San, the teacher doesn't need you to remember anything, but you must remember that in this world, only the teacher and father will not harm you."

"If you encounter any problems in the future, don't always digest them by yourself. Tell us what happened and we will solve it together. Do you understand?"

"Okay, I understand, teacher." Tang San lowered his head in shame.

Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on the master's face. He was very satisfied with this obedient disciple.

At the same time, Wuhun City and the Pope's Palace.

Pope Bibi Dong was wearing a golden long dress and sitting alone on the first seat, holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gems. Jue and Gui were standing quietly behind her.

There were nearly twenty people sitting at the huge oval conference table, from Pope Bibi Dong on down. Each of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a dignified demeanor.

At this moment, everyone present focused their attention on Pope Bibi Dong, waiting for her to speak. (End of this chapter)