Douluo Continent: I will always be one level above Tang San.

"Old Ma, are you crazy? That's your life savings for your funeral!"

Su Yuntao was stunned!

Matthew's hands trembled slightly, but his eyes were unusually firm.

"Yuntao..."

"My talent is limited, and this is the end of my life."

"But I'm not willing to accept this..."

He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Su Yuntao:

"But that child, Lin Chuan, is different. I have a feeling he will one day stand at the pinnacle of this continent!"

Su Yuntao was stunned by these words.

He slapped his thigh and jumped up from the chair.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Alright! Since you have the guts, Lao Ma, I, Su Yuntao, can't be a coward either!"

"I still have a few bottles of treasured secret medicine. I originally planned to keep them as a betrothal gift to marry Sisi next door!"

Mentioning that alluring female soul master, a hint of heartache flashed in Su Yuntao's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolute determination.

"Now it seems that Sisi may not look up to me, a level 20+ Soul Master."

"But if Lin Chuan becomes successful, even if I was just someone who once handed him water and guided him, who in the Spirit Hall would dare not give me some face in the future?"

"To hell with getting married! Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed, but Lin Chuan can carry me!"

At that moment, the two reached a crazy consensus.

......

early morning.

The hill behind Nottingham College.

Tang San sat cross-legged on a rock to one side.

His eyes were closed, and he was breathing in and out towards the rising purple mist.

This is a unique skill of the Tang Clan, and it is a practice that must be done without fail, rain or shine.

And it was under a crooked tree not far from Tang San.

Salted Fish King Lin Chuan was lying on his back, sprawled out.

He was lying on a thick layer of soft grass, which Tang San had specially laid out.

He was covered with a coat made of soul beast fur, which was a gift from Su Yuntao.

He slept like a log.

Regarding Su Yuntao and Matthew Nuo's good intentions.

Lin Chuan readily accepted.

That same day, he handed the rare, century-old blood ginseng to Tang San:

"Mistress, you eat first!"

"Only then can you catch up with me!"

Tang San cried his heart out!

After a week of diligent training, and with the help of the medicine, I leveled up!

However, they discovered that Lin Chuan had actually leveled up by two!

Tang San: ......

Why did my older brother level up without much training?

He just thought his older brother was defying the heavens!

From Lin Chuan's perspective.

Resources are where they come from and where they are used.

Whether it's to enjoy it directly or to allocate a portion to Tang San.

He doesn't even save!

He wasn't afraid of the favors he owed others!

Someone gives you money every month to treat you to good food.

There are also supportive treatments such as medicinal baths.

That's more than ten times stronger than Tang Hao!

What more could you want?

At most, I'll take care of Su Yuntao and Matthew when I become successful in the future. What's the big deal?

The debts we incur now can be repaid by ourselves in the future!

At this time.

Tang San, who had just finished his training, slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his Purple Demon Eyes.

His Purple Demon Eye is now at the second level of the Subtle Realm, and it's already in the mid-to-late stage!

But then I saw Lin Chuan sleeping soundly to the side!

Within the vision of the Purple Demon Eye.

The surrounding天地之气 (heaven and earth energy) actually formed a subtle vortex with each of Lin Chuan's snores.

No deliberate guidance or complicated techniques are required.

Those primordial energies of heaven and earth were like children who had found their home.

They rushed to burrow into Lin Chuan's pores, nourishing his meridians and strengthening his soul power.

"Big brother... is really too strong."

"They've actually reached the third level of the Purple Demon Eye, Mustard Seed!"

Tang San sighed inwardly:

"The highest realm of cultivation is not to deliberately pursue power, but to achieve oneness with heaven and earth and follow the natural way."

"Although I practice diligently every day, I still fall short in skill; I'm just practicing techniques."

Tang San murmured to himself, his eyes filled with admiration:

The general principles of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu state: "The Great Dao is simple, and a heavy sword has no edge."

"Brother is cultivating his mind! He's even sensing nature in his dreams, and every breath he takes resonates with this world."

"This is clearly the legendary state of harmony between humanity and nature!"

"This is the difference in talent, and also the difference in level."

Thinking of this, Tang San clenched his fists, his eyes burning with even more intense fighting spirit.

"If I, a mere mortal, don't work harder, how can I keep up with my elder brother? How can I be worthy of being his brother?"

"Practice the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique for another hour!"

Tang San took a deep breath, jumped off the rock, and took out several heavy iron pieces from his soul tool.

So, while Lin Chuan rolled over and continued snoring, Tang San began a new round of self-torture-style training.

It also emitted a rhythmic "clang, clang" sound of hammering.

The sound didn't wake Lin Chuan; instead, it was like some kind of lullaby, making him sleep even more soundly.

……

Notting College, Faculty Office.

Master Yu Xiaogang was scratching his head, looking at a pile of data.

My hair seems to be thinning out.

"Unreasonable...completely unreasonable..."

The master looked at the data about Lin Chuan in the notebook and painfully tugged at his hair.

"Soul power increases automatically without meditation?"

"Without hunting spirit beasts, simply by eating and drinking, one's physical attributes surpass three times that of other power-attack type characters of the same level?"

Over the past five years, Lin Chuan has thoroughly dismantled and challenged the master's worldview time and time again.

He once tried to guide Lin Chuan with his own theories.

As a result, Lin Chuan punched a piece of granite into powder right in front of him.

Furthermore, that punch wasn't delivered with soul power, but purely with physical strength.

The master immediately shut up.

Faced with such a completely unreasonable mutant freak.

The master went through a mental journey from shock to questioning life, and finally to utter speechlessness.

Finally, he understood.

"My theory is correct! Lin Chuan is wrong!"

"He is an irreplaceable exception!"

"I can't waste my time on him; I should focus on the mistress!"

"My disciple! A twin martial soul, possessing innate full soul power, diligent, hardworking, and respectful to her master!"

"Mistresses are the perfect practitioners of this theory!"

"Only through him can I prove that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a waste!"

Just then, the office door was gently pushed open.

Lin Chuan strolled in lazily, holding a thermos in his hand.

"Hey, Master, still awake?"

Lin Chuan yawned and placed the thermos on the table.

"You look so worried every day, your hair is going to fall out."

"Here, this is my goji berry and red date tea, a top-quality product sent by Brother Su Yuntao. It's good for replenishing qi and blood."

The master looked at the goji berry tea in front of him, then at Lin Chuan, who looked concerned, and his lips twitched twice.

What is this?

Lin Chuan shrugged. Wasn't it enough for him to show some concern?

When Yu Xiaogang falls from grace, who will take care of his child?

With the master entrusting Tang San with full care, Lin Chuan felt that his life of leisure was more secure!

This is a win-win situation!

......

Winter break, Holy Soul Village.

This remote little village has become bustling with activity because of the return of Lin Chuan, Tang San, and Xiao Wu.

Old Village Chief Jack wore the new cotton-padded jacket that he only wore during the New Year.