"Godfather, what effect does this fourth-grade Blood-Quenching Marrow-Cleansing Skill have?"
Tang San stared at the blood-red glow flickering across Tang Xiao's body in the virtual interface, a faint fervor burning in his eyes.
"This manual is… special," Tang Xiao said slowly. "Those who master it can expand the capacity of spirit power within their meridians, accelerate its circulation, strengthen the body's self-healing, and greatly enhance physique."
Tang San exhaled. "That's terrifying. Godfather, once you master it, your physical body alone might be enough to contend with Spirit Douluo-level experts without falling behind."
"That's only if I manage to master it." Tang Xiao shook his head, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. "Even third-grade manuals are difficult. Fourth-grade? And this one can't be directly infused into the body. Who knows how long it'll take?"
Suppressing the envy stirring in his chest, Tang San cupped his fists solemnly.
"Even so, I still congratulate Godfather on obtaining such an opportunity."
"Enough about me. Little San, how is your manual cultivation progressing?" Tang Xiao's concern shifted naturally to his adopted son.
After Tang San returned to the Sect, his Mysterious Heaven Skill, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and rare twin spirits instantly turned him into a prodigy admired by everyone.
Tang Lie immediately escorted him to the Sacrificial Shop and had two offensive techniques infused:
the Mountain-Collapsing Hammer, heavy as a falling peak, and the Xiao Feng Finger, sharp enough to rend the air.
He also reserved the Di Yuan Body-Tempering Skill and the Five-Viscera Visualization Method for Tang San, and even taught him the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes—clearly treating him with more care than Tang Long or Tang Hu.
Mention of the manuals made Tang San smile. He raised a finger. A sharp gust suddenly tore through the enclosed room, producing a piercing whistle.
"My Clear Sky Nine Absolutes are already beginning to show results, and both Xiao Feng Finger and Mountain-Collapsing Hammer are quite proficient."
"Yesterday, I sparred with Tang Hu. We exchanged dozens of blows head-on—no decisive winner."
"Are you really not going to change your Mysterious Heaven Skill?" Tang Xiao frowned. Tang San could only barely keep up with Tang Hu; entering the Talent Ranking's top thirty would be difficult, the top twenty nearly impossible.
Tang San shook his head, voice steady.
"Mysterious Heaven Skill's foundation and depth far surpass ordinary third-grade methods."
Yet Tang Xiao noticed it—the faint dimness in Tang San's eyes. Ever since seeing Tang Lie cultivate a fourth-grade method that generated its own gravity domain, Tang San's confidence had cracked, even if he refused to admit it.
"But without infusion, how long will it take you to reach minor accomplishment?"
"Godfather, don't worry. After Xiao Feng Finger was infused, my understanding of spirit power improved drastically. Mysterious Heaven Skill has already reached minor accomplishment." Confidence returned to his gaze.
"When you fought Tang Hu, what was hardest to handle?" Tang Xiao pressed.
"His Four-Symbols Step is troublesome. I can read his trajectory, but my body is always half a beat slower." Tang San sighed. "My Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track hasn't reached minor accomplishment, and without the Di Yuan Body-Tempering Skill or Five-Viscera Visualization Method, my reflexes still lag. I'm forced onto the defensive too often."
Tang Xiao nodded. "Then you just need time. Settle down, build your foundation."
"The Sect Master said the same. Godfather, give me half a year. I'll catch up—and surpass them." Tang San's tone brimmed with quiet determination.
After ending the call, he planned to enter the Genius Training Ground to hone his skills. Manuals, after all, meant nothing without battle.
But Xiao Wu's cheerful voice cut in instantly.
"Third Brother! A new commercial street opened in Heaven Dou City! I heard there's a dessert shop with amazing honey osmanthus cakes—let's go!"
Tang San smiled helplessly. "You should cultivate more, Xiao Wu. Don't think only about playing."
"Cultivation needs balance! We'll practice tonight. Come on, come on~"
"All right, all right…" He relented, exiting the Training Ground with a wry smile.
A condensed azure finger-light suddenly shot from the distance, piercing a refined-iron target, then continuing through the arena to impale a massive tree beyond. The air warped, a visible trail lingering where the strike had passed.
"Miss is incredible!"
"That strike could probably pierce a Spirit Emperor's defense!"
"Top ten on the Talent Ranking—deserved!"
"Top three, if you ask me!"
"If those above her actually fought her, they might not win."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples erupted into cheers.
"Low-key, low-key." Ning Rongrong tried to look modest, though her lips could barely suppress a grin. "Gao Feng and Huo Wu are still strong. They're not easy opponents."
"That's because Young Miss is still hiding her strength. By the end of the month, first place will be hers!"
The praise made her dizzy with joy. Just then, Ning Yu approached, dejected.
"Rongrong… how did you do that? I've practiced Xiao Feng Finger half a month, and I still can't pierce the target."
Ning Rongrong finally let her pride show, laughing softly.
"Seventh Brother, watch closely. Spirit power threads around the finger—like threading a needle, steady and precise…"
Ning Yu stared, stunned. Around them, admiration grew.
Bang.
A wooden lotus shattered. Hu Liena stared at the fragments, disappointed.
Wood from thirty-year spirit trees resisted spirit power. Spirit Masters had begun using it to train precision—guiding spirit power through the inner meridians of the wood to make the lotus bloom.
Now, if one couldn't bloom a wooden lotus, they were deemed unworthy of the Talent Ranking's top twenty.
"Brother, how do you control your spirit power like this? I just can't." Hu Liena's eyes shone enviously at the blooming lotus in Xie Yue's palm.
He scratched his head. He could never refuse her.
"Watch carefully."
Spirit power condensed into a thin, shimmering blade across his fingers.
"The key is resonance—breath rhythm aligned with spirit power fluctuations."
He explained every detail patiently.
Several days passed before Hu Liena finally guided the spirit threads freely.
"That's enough for today." Xie Yue smiled. "Nana, your talent is amazing. You'll bloom the lotus by month's end."
"As my teacher's disciple, I won't disgrace his name." Hu Liena gazed toward the distant mountains beyond Spirit City, eyes firm.
Pride warmed Xie Yue's chest.
Late that night, he returned to the Training Ground alone.
Once again, his Moon Blade unleashed several cold arcs—only to dissipate instantly.
Still no progress.
He wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled bitterly.
He understood: he had already lost the qualification to compete for the top twenty—
not only in strength, but in mentality.
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