How could such a heaven-defying meditation method exist in this world?
Was this still the so-called trash martial soul, Blue Silver Grass?
Across both the Black World and the White World, nothing like this had ever appeared.
Among the countless Spirit Masters who possessed Blue Silver Grass along with spirit power, many were so overwhelmed that their eyes turned red with emotion, some nearly fainting from excitement.
"Heaven-reaching Great Dao!"
"His Excellency Tang Chuan has found a heaven-reaching path for all Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters!"
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Black World, Shrek Academy.
When they saw that Tang Chuan had completely 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 all felt a weight lift from their hearts, their expressions visibly brightening.
After all, they had long recognized Yu Xiaogang's true level, which was far from matching the prestige he claimed.
Yet in the previous comparison video, Tang San had behaved like a fool, utterly unable to see through it. Even in the Spirit Hunting Forest, when Yu Xiaogang nearly got himself killed and treated him like a mere test subject for martial soul theories, Tang San had still remained blindly trusting.
Watching that version felt like enduring a mind-numbing farce that made one's blood boil.
Now, seeing Tang Chuan in the White World clearly recognize the truth and decisively reject becoming his disciple felt like returning to a story with reason and clarity, instantly calming that rising frustration.
Ning Rongrong and the others naturally felt much more at ease.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, upon noticing that Tang Chuan neither accepted him as a master nor blindly followed him, secretly felt a trace of relief beneath his rigid expression.
This Tang Chuan truly lacks respect for teachers and proper conduct.
My disciple, Little San, is far superior.
At the same time, Tang San's heart filled with disdain as he watched.
Not only had this Tang Chuan shown disrespect toward his father Tang Hao, but he also lacked the discernment to recognize true talent, even rejecting a master like Yu Xiaogang.
Utterly laughable.
This person is completely unworthy of being another version of me.
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After entering the office, Tang Chuan took out his Martial Soul Proof and handed it to Director Su for registration.
When they discovered that he possessed Innate Full Spirit Power alongside a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, Director Su and the other teachers were first stunned, 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… this is the most typical example of a trash martial soul."
Because of this prejudice, none of them had the slightest 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 uniform and toiletries as he made his way toward Dormitory Seven.
There, he encountered Wang Sheng's provocation.
Fully aware that he was still young and physically weak, and 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 arrived soon after. 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 asked a simple question about whether the academy had a library.
"A library? What do you want to go there for?" Wang Sheng asked curiously.
"To read books," Tang Chuan replied, equally puzzled. "We attend classes in the morning, rest in the afternoon, read in the library, and cultivate at night. Isn't that the best use of time?"
Wang Sheng and the others exchanged glances.
"If we cultivate in the afternoon too, when do we play?"
Tang Chuan spoke calmly. "Didn't you say that work-study students are always bullied by nobles? If we don't want to be bullied, we must grow stronger, and if we want strength, we have to seize every moment."
After finishing his meal, Tang Chuan left early and headed straight for Nuoding Academy's library, immersing himself in books about spirit beasts and cultivation knowledge.
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Black World, Shrek Academy.
"This Tang Chuan is indeed mature, diligent, and studious," Yu Xiaogang remarked with a sigh, though his tone carried faint regret. "But without guidance from a true master, in a small academy like Nuoding, he will not achieve much."
"That's right," Tang San added with a cold snort. "Teacher's knowledge of martial souls is unmatched. Refusing him as a master, this Tang Chuan is destined to go nowhere."
Ning Rongrong finally could not hold back.
"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 those words, both Yu Xiaogang and Tang San froze.
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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 discovering the back gate and heading into the mountains behind it.
On a small hillside, he found Blue Silver Grass covering the entire slope.
"So much Blue Silver Grass," he murmured, eyes lighting up. "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. A field like that truly functions as a natural mimicry training ground for Blue Silver Grass."
Across both worlds, countless Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters felt as if enlightenment had struck, their hearts igniting with hope.
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Seated on the hillside, Tang Chuan began contemplating the essence of meditation.
As a new student, he had not yet been formally taught, but he instinctively felt that cultivation required emptying the mind, becoming one with the martial soul, allowing spirit power to circulate naturally.
Following this intuition, his consciousness gradually sank into a profound, ethereal state.
It felt as though he had truly transformed into a strand of Blue Silver Grass, swaying gently in the wind, basking in sunlight.
Faintly, he sensed the surrounding Blue Silver Grass responding to him, as if they possessed awareness, 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 as one entity. Together, they absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, drastically increasing efficiency while his internal spirit power circulated on its own.
At the same time, he felt a powerful bloodline resonance coming from afar.
When dusk fell, he slowly opened his eyes.
Recalling the experience, excitement surged within him.
"If I can resonate with the surrounding Blue Silver Grass and cultivate as one whole, then my absorption speed will increase tremendously."
"And if I expand this range by planting more Blue Silver Grass and nurturing their growth, wouldn't my cultivation speed 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.
Complete silence.
Across both worlds, countless people stared in disbelief.
Tang Chuan had not merely cultivated… he had created an entirely new path.