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Yu Xiaogang was once again deeply frustrated. He couldn't see any issues with his theory at all.
In his view, attaching beast-type soul rings to plant-type martial souls posed no problems and could even grant those martial soul users significantly stronger combat abilities.
The examiner this time wasn't Ye Wen—it was just a mere Bachelor-level reviewer.
The examiner was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of refinement. He adjusted his glasses and spoke calmly.
"Absorption itself isn't an issue—weapon-type soul masters have been doing this for ages. After all, there are no hammer-type or sword-type spirit beasts in this world."
"Then why did you still judge me as not qualified? Is there anything wrong with what I wrote? If someone follows the method I described and has decent aptitude, they'll definitely reach the Soul Sage level!" Yu Xiaogang pressed aggressively.
A flicker of displeasure crossed the examiner's eyes. He was a Soul Sage-level powerhouse—how dare anyone speak to him like this, let alone a mere Soul King?
'Don't get angry, don't get angry. I'm a cultured person, an examiner of Tian Xing Academy. I must maintain my composure and not stoop to the level of an idiot.'
But the more he tried to suppress his anger, the angrier he became. Pushing his glasses up with one finger, he glanced at Yu Xiaogang's name and recalled who this person was—the laughingstock of a once-prestigious sect. With an impassive expression, he said,
"Mr. Yu Xiaogang, if we're being strict, your theory could indeed allow a soul master with sufficient aptitude to reach the Soul Sage level.
But have you considered a problem? What about their future cultivation? What about their descendants?
You've probably read the three foundational papers published by Principal Ye Wen, right? Don't tell me you don't even know what 'The Theory of Origins' is.
If someone follows your method, after breaking through to the Soul Sage level, they'll essentially hit a dead end. Their martial soul won't gain additional enhancements from the soul rings during cultivation, meaning their potential will be capped. According to Principal Ye Wen's theories, they should be able to reach the late Soul Sage stage or even further, and their descendants would inherit superior martial souls and talents.
Therefore, your theory is unorthodox—not just for our Tian Xing Academy but also for the Truth Pavilion. It focuses solely on short-term combat power boosts while neglecting long-term development. This is a misguided approach.
Please go back and revise your theory carefully. In my opinion, at least 80% of it is qualified—if it weren't for that randomly absorbing soul rings nonsense.
If you disagree with my judgment, feel free to file a complaint. I'll be waiting."
Yu Xiaogang's face turned red and purple with anger, but he reluctantly muttered,
"What's wrong with soul masters pursuing strength? Though you're right, I'm still not convinced."
"Ah, yes, yes, you're right. But our soul masters at Tian Xing Academy, aside from innate soul skills, also develop numerous self-created soul skills. We don't need to waste potential like that. Please revise your theory carefully when you return. I have work to do, so I can't discuss with you anymore."
With that, the examiner turned away, ignoring Yu Xiaogang, and resumed his paperwork.
Yu Xiaogang was absolutely livid, but deep down, he knew the examiner hadn't said anything wrong.
He could only grumble inwardly that Tian Xing Academy was too overbearing and intolerant of other excellent theories.
Fortunately, no one from Tian Xing Academy overheard him; otherwise, they would have sneered in disdain. 'Who are you, insignificant trash, to say such a thing?'
However, Yu Xiaogang's environment had shaped a certain obsession within him regarding the profession of soul masters. Coming from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, a family dominated by strong offensive soul masters, he inherently revered violence and extremes.
After Tang San became his disciple, Yu Xiaogang realized that Blue Silver Grass was fundamentally unsuitable for strong offense. Thus, he obsessively focused on control-type techniques.
This resulted in Tang San's first four soul skills being entirely binding.
If he wanted to attack enemies, he'd have to rely on his hidden weapons. Without teammates or additional skills, Tang San would be nothing more than a weakling.
Thankfully, Yu Xiaogang was stubborn, not stupid. He didn't publicly proclaim his opinions in front of everyone—otherwise, he'd have faced an unreasonable group fight {T/N: a.k.a a jumping}. In the Tian Xing territory, Ye Wen was everyone's unwaveringly supported figure.
Over the next few days, Yu Xiaogang diligently revised his answers. He didn't want to face another rejection.
These degrees emphasized the accumulation of knowledge, and Yu Xiaogang eventually earned the silver Truth Badge.
Looking at the badge, his expression was complex. His ambitions stretched far beyond this, but he wasn't yet the bookworm from the original story who had devoured most of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and Spirit Hall's resources. His knowledge was limited, so he resolved to aim for the prestigious titles of Grandmaster and Sage someday in the future.
He dreamed of making the entire continent revere him as a top talent.
Meanwhile, Ye Wen paid no attention to Yu Xiaogang, this useless thing. His future achievements were destined to be mediocre unless fate intervened and allowed him to remain Tang San's teacher.
In this era, without Bibi Dong promoting his reputation as "Master," his personal influence was pitifully small.
Currently, Ye Wen was working on something of utmost importance.
That was the creation of artificial twin martial souls.
With the blessing of divine power, Ye Wen could clearly sense the bloodline contained within his children.
The bloodline of the Sea God. Once their martial souls awakened, all three children would inevitably inherit the Sea God martial soul based on Ye Wen's blueprint.
But that wasn't enough.
To prepare for various challenges in the distant future, his children needed to possess strength far surpassing their peers.
Thus, Ye Wen was crafting cheats for his children—their second martial souls.
The upper limit of beast-type martial souls was fixed, but weapon-type martial souls could continuously grow stronger through post-natal cultivation until they reached Divine Artifact levels. The previous Sea God, Poseidon, had a trident as his martial soul, which transformed into an Super Divine Artifact after he ascended to godhood.
His eldest daughter and second son inherited Ye Wen and Ah Yin's bloodlines, meaning they inherited Ye Wen and the Blue Silver Emperor's martial soul essence.
However, the Sea God martial soul wasn't Ye Wen's innate martial soul. His martial souls were the Time Pearl and the Void Cloth, representing two concepts of space.
This characteristic meant that Ye Wen's bloodline was difficult to pass on because these martial souls represented the highest authority of the world—a gift from the world itself.
Though they couldn't be directly inherited, they were extremely flexible.
Thus, Ye Wen embarked on this martial soul modification plan.
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