"Tang San, you are truly worthy of being a genius with innate full soul power. Even by relying solely on your own hard cultivation, you can reach level thirty before the age of thirteen."
"Sigh, compared to you, I'm far behind," Lu Feng shook his head and sighed with feigned helplessness.
"Innate full soul power!" Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing covered her small mouth and exclaimed in amazement.
She was not as ignorant as those soul masters in Nuoding City. A genius with innate full soul power, as long as they didn't die prematurely, becoming a Soul Douluo was almost a certainty.
Breaking through to Titled Douluo was not a difficult task for them either.
"No wonder his martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass, yet he could fight Dai Mubai back and forth." Zhu Zhuqing's evaluation of Tang San rose another level in her heart.
"Hahaha," Tang San couldn't help but laugh upon hearing Lu Feng's words.
His inner vanity was greatly satisfied.
"Lu Feng, what's your soul power level now? Teacher recommended that I register for Shrek Academy. You should come with me. I have Teacher's recommendation letter. I believe the dean of the academy wouldn't mind enrolling one more student."
Tang San held his head high, puffed out his chest, like a proud rooster.
For this fellow villager with decent talent but seemingly weaker strength than himself, Tang San didn't mind giving him a hand.
Seeing this, Lu Feng pondered inwardly, "As expected, it's still that familiar flavor."
Tang San wouldn't look down on people weaker than him; instead, he would seek a sense of superiority from them.
And towards those stronger than himself, Tang San held no reverence in his heart, only a restless urge to "surpass his superiors."
In a word, Tang San was naturally rebellious.
It was best not to make an enemy of such a person, because even small frictions with him could easily escalate into a path of death.
Of course, there was no need to get too close either.
"You all cultivate step by step. I can't do that. I can only rely on consuming some herbs and spiritual materials to barely maintain the appearance of cultivation."
Lu Feng put on a look of extreme grief. "Relying on taking medicine, spirit liquid body tempering, and some special resources, my current soul power is only barely at level thirty-two."
Lu Feng chose to hide the truth about his level thirty-eight, afraid that Tang San wouldn't be able to sleep at night if he found out.
"Level thirty-two!"
Two gasps of surprise sounded at the same time.
Tang San and Xiao Wu's mouths gaped open, looking as if they could fit an egg inside.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly. She didn't know Lu Feng's specific level.
However, she recalled the destructive power 'Tang Si' had caused in the small grove, and Dai Mubai's reaction upon seeing him. Zhu Zhuqing guessed that 'Tang Si's' level would definitely not be lower than thirty-five.
"Why is he hiding the truth from these two?"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes suddenly widened. An absurd thought appeared in her mind. "Tang Si's real age is the same as these two, only twelve or thirteen!"
"Impossible!" Zhu Zhuqing immediately denied this thought.
Twelve years old, with soul power over level thirty-five!
Was he still human!
"Wow! Lu Feng, how did you do it?" Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.
At this time, Tang San was still in a state of shock.
Level thirty-two!
He woke up at dawn every day, cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Purple Demon Eye, without missing a single day.
Even so, he had only reached level twenty-nine.
His teacher had said that according to his research, no one on the continent had ever broken through to level thirty before the age of thirteen. This record could probably only be broken by himself and Xiao Wu.
But, Lu Feng...
"He's just an ordinary person with level five innate soul power. On what grounds?"
Tang San also pricked up his ears, eagerly wanting to know the truth.
Lu Feng saw Tang San's reaction in his eyes, a hint of mockery flashing in them. "Being hunted down, falling off a cliff, accidentally eating spiritual materials, soul power breakthrough."
"Huh?" Xiao Wu was immediately stunned. "Lu Feng, the experience you're talking about is too ridiculous."
He spread his hands and said with feigned helplessness, "Sigh, I can't help it either. Compared to various fortuitous encounters, I still prefer to cultivate down-to-earth."
"I've cultivated diligently these past few years, walking on thin ice. Now, all these efforts have been overshadowed by a few herbs. How is this not a form of suffering for me?"
"Rabbit, can you understand?"
Lu Feng sighed, looking up.
Seeing Lu Feng's 'blaming heaven and earth' appearance, Xiao Wu immediately clenched her fists.
"Stinky Lu Feng, just you wait! When I also break through to level thirty, then Sister Xiao Wu will beat you until you can't find your teeth!"
"Oh?" Lu Feng said teasingly, "Then you'd better work hard. It's been a long time since I spanked your butt, I'm getting rusty."
"Damn it!" Hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately bared her teeth in anger.
However, she rarely controlled her emotions.
If it were back at Nuoding Academy, Xiao Wu would have already swung her fist and attacked Lu Feng.
Although Xiao Wu was reckless, she was not stupid. If she charged up now, wouldn't that be equivalent to presenting her butt to Lu Feng on a silver platter?
"Lu Feng, what kind of spiritual material did you consume?" Tang San asked in a deep voice.
In the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record", many heavenly treasures were recorded.
Tang San had also confirmed with his teacher that there were indeed some special herbs on the Douluo Continent, but none were as magical as described in the immortal herbs.
Seemingly sensing that his tone was a bit deliberate, Tang San added, "Teacher said that if some herbs are ingested by mistake, they might damage a soul master's foundation."
Lu Feng took out a small piece of Ganoderma from his soul tool, the very one he had found by the cliff back then.
"I ate all the other herbs. I still have a small piece left now. Take a look."
"Thousand-Year Fire Ganoderma!" Seeing the Ganoderma in Lu Feng's hand, Xiao Wu immediately exclaimed.
This was a life-saving treasure!
Just a small piece, even if only one breath remained, could save a life.
Back then, when her mother had saved Da Ming and Er Ming, she had given them this kind of medicinal material.
Tang San stared intently at the Ganoderma in Lu Feng's hand, his eyes flickering. He had heard of the fame of this Thousand-Year Ganoderma, but it was not one of the immortal herbs he had expected.
"Lu Feng, can you describe what kind of herb you ate?" Tang San continued to ask.
Lu Feng crossed his arms and said lightly, "It was a light purple herb. It looked like a Ganoderma, but there were a few leaves growing on the stem."
"What color was the stem? What shape?" Tang San asked.
"It was also purple, looking like jade."
"How many leaves were there on the stem? Three? Or six?" Tang San pressed.
Lu Feng looked at Tang San's anxious appearance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Tang San, I ate all the Ganoderma. Why are you asking so many questions? So much time has passed, I don't remember much anymore."
"Uh..."
Tang San immediately realized he had been a bit too eager. He coughed lightly and said, "Purple Ganoderma has a magical property. If it absorbs enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it will evolve branches and leaves."
"Even the lowest-grade third-rank Purple Ganoderma is a priceless treasure. Judging by your current soul power level, Lu Feng, I suspect the one you ate was at least a sixth-rank Purple Zoysia, right?"
Lu Feng said unhurriedly, "Now that you mention it, I do remember. The leaves on that Ganoderma, there should have been nine."
"Ninth-Rank Purple Zoysia!"
Hearing this, Tang San's entire body trembled violently.
For Tang San, the things that interested him the most were neither martial souls nor the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
But hidden weapons and poisons.
Immortal herbs were the most special kind of poison.
In his previous life, Tang San had already developed several of the most powerful hidden weapons. Now, his greatest wish was to witness the legendary immortal herbs.
"Tang San, what is Ninth-Rank Purple Zoysia?" Xiao Wu asked, puzzled.
She had seen Purple Ganoderma before, but she felt she couldn't understand a single word Tang San was saying.
"Ninth-Rank Purple Zoysia strengthens the foundation and cultivates the origin, and has the effect of boosting qi and increasing cultivation."
As he spoke, Tang San turned his head and glanced at Lu Feng. "For those with insufficient innate soul power, it has the miraculous effect of improving aptitude!"
After Tang San finished speaking, a wave of disappointment suddenly arose in his heart.
When he was at Nuoding Academy, he had always secretly compared himself with Lu Feng.
Although Lu Feng's comprehension was high, in terms of cultivation aptitude and soul power level, he had always suppressed Lu Feng.
"Lu Feng's innate soul power is only level five. Consuming the Ninth-Rank Purple Zoysia can greatly compensate for his innate deficiency. Judging by his current soul power level, his aptitude is definitely no less than my own."
"Damn it! Has my greatest advantage now been surpassed?"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, then helplessly loosened them.
He greeted the group, didn't wait for Xiao Wu, and walked directly towards the second floor of the hotel.