Douluo Continent: Possessing Tang San's Body, Inheriting Life and Destruction

"Oh? What's the problem? Just say it." Yu Xiaogang was a little surprised that Tang San interrupted him.

Tang San feigned confusion and asked, "Why do I have two martial souls? What are the conditions for the formation of twin martial souls?"

Yu Xiaogang blurted out, "According to my research, the creation of twin martial souls requires that both parents have martial souls of similar quality and be powerful."

"Then I have a question." Tang San's tone remained innocent. "Teacher, according to your theory, does that mean my Blue Silver Grass should be a martial soul roughly as powerful as my second martial soul? Why do you keep saying my Blue Silver Grass is weak?"

"Uh... this..."

Yu Xiaogang's expression froze. He opened his mouth, his thoughts caught in a contradiction: If the condition for the creation of twin martial souls is that the two martial souls are of similar quality and powerful, then Blue Silver Grass couldn't be weak. If Blue Silver Grass is weak, then this theory is wrong. If the theory is wrong, then… impossible, my theory can't be wrong.

Yu Xiaogang stood there dumbfounded, as if he had walked into a dead end.

Tang San tilted his head and asked with concern, "Teacher? Are you alright?"

Yu Xiaogang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was a little dry: "Oh, it's nothing. Wait, let me catch my breath."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang turned around, walked quickly to the bookshelf, and began to search through it.

Tang San sat quietly in the chair, secretly chuckling to himself.

Not far away, a disheveled blacksmith who was eavesdropping with his mental powers was also taken aback upon hearing this: Could it be that Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass isn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but rather the Blue Silver Emperor like Ah Yin's? But it doesn't look like it to me. Could it be that it needs a second awakening to reveal the true form of the Blue Silver Emperor?

Tang Hao thought about it carefully again and became certain in his heart: It should be.

Immediately, Tang Hao seemed to have made up his mind, and his eyes became firm.

Yu Xiaogang picked up a book and flipped through a few pages, still unable to find the answer. He picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip to ease the awkwardness, but accidentally choked on it: "Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Tang San tilted his head again and asked, "Teacher? Are you alright?"

"Ahem... Tang San, that's enough for today. You can go back now. I'll think about what type of first spirit ring to give you in the next few days."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was a few decibels lower than before, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused; he dared not look directly at Tang San.

Tang San stood up from the chair and nodded obediently: "Okay, goodbye teacher."

After saying that, Tang San turned and strode out of the room. The moment the door closed, Tang San finally couldn't help but let a distinct smile appear on his lips.

Tang San left the dormitory building and walked briskly towards the academy gate.

At the school gate, the young gatekeeper immediately put on a smiling face and bowed obsequiously when he saw Tang San come out: "Welcome, Soul Master!"

Tang Sanchong nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned directly onto the main street of Notting City. His eyes scanned both sides of the street, looking for shops selling bedding.

They hadn't walked far when they passed a small pharmacy. Tang San paused slightly, a thought suddenly forming in his mind.

We're about to head to the Soul Hunter Forest.

Although Yu Xiaogang was with him, he was a good-for-nothing, and Tang San dared not entrust his life to him.

Although most of the soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest are low-level soul beasts, and most of them are ten or a hundred years old, who can say for sure?

If you're unlucky enough to encounter a thousand-year-old soul beast, or run into some unexpected situation, you'll need something to protect yourself.

Moreover, even a hundred-year-old soul beast, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for it.

Wound medicine, antidote, hemostatic powder... these are some commonly used medicines that should be kept on hand.

It's good to keep some commonly used medicines on hand, such as wound medicine, antidote, and hemostatic powder.

Tang San walked into the pharmacy. The interior was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the scent of herbs, bittersweet with a hint of minty coolness.

Behind the counter stood a middle-aged man in his forties, presumably the owner of the pharmacy.

"Young customer, are you buying medicine or seeing a doctor?" The shopkeeper looked up, saw it was a child, and spoke politely.

"Boss, I need to buy some wound medicine and antidote." Tang San walked to the counter.

The shop owner smiled and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you."

The shopkeeper turned and went into the back room, and Tang San began to look around the store alone, his gaze casually sweeping over the shelves.

Suddenly, Tang San's gaze stopped.

In the corner of the shelf sat an inconspicuous wooden box, open to reveal a fist-sized, black, gelatinous substance inside. Next to the box was a label that read, "Whale Glue, Centennial."

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.

Whale glue!

Tang San knew exactly what this was: a treasure that could greatly enhance a Soul Master's physique, strengthen muscles and bones, and increase the lifespan of Soul Ring absorption.

However, in this era, almost no one knew the true purpose of whale glue. People simply regarded it as a sexual enhancement drug.

Tang Sanqiang suppressed his excitement, his face showing no unusual expression.

Tang San casually picked up the piece of whale glue, weighed it in his hand, and smelled it. It had a faint fishy smell, but it wasn't unpleasant.

"Boss, how much is this?" Tang San asked casually.

The shopkeeper came out from the back room, carrying several paper packages. He paused for a moment when Tang San pointed at the whale glue, then smiled: "Little friend, are you buying this for your parents?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San had a sudden inspiration and put on an obedient expression: "Yes, it's a gift for my dad. He's getting old, and I heard this kind of thing is quite effective. If the shopkeeper can give me a discount, I'll buy it."

Tang San spoke very naturally, his eyes even carrying a child's unique expectation of being praised.

The shopkeeper laughed heartily and patted the counter: "What a filial child! This thing has been here for a long time. There aren't many wealthy people in Notting City, and even fewer who can afford it, so it's never sold. I'll give it to you at cost price, twenty gold soul coins. This is a piece of whale glue that's over nine hundred years old; I'm definitely not overcharging."

Tang San quickly calculated in his mind. Whale glue that was over nine hundred years old was of quite good quality.

"Okay, I'll take it." Tang San didn't haggle. He simply took out his money pouch from his pocket, counted out twenty gold soul coins, and placed them on the counter.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the gold soul coins into the drawer. He then carefully wrapped the whale glue in oil paper and put it into a wooden box for Tang San.

Tang San took the wooden box and paid for the wound medicine and antidote at the shop, which cost him only two gold soul coins.

The various medicines and whale glue together amount to a total of twenty-two gold soul coins.

After leaving the pharmacy, Tang San touched his money pouch. He originally had forty gold soul coins, but now he only had eighteen left.

Tang San felt a pang of regret at having spent more than half of his gold coins at once, silently calculating in his mind: he needed to find a way to make money quickly. He couldn't just sit around and do nothing; he would need many more resources for cultivation in the future, and these dozen or so gold soul coins wouldn't last long.