Just as Yu Xiaogang was enjoying their compliments, Director Su suddenly thought of something: “Dean Wu, Yang Pingan from our academy is also very good. Although he’s only in fifth grade, his Soul Power has already reached level eight. He should be able to become a Spirit Master before graduation.”
Dean Wu was puzzled: “Yang Pingan? That’s impossible. I remember his Innate Spirit Power was only half a level. Even if he trained hard for four years, it’s impossible for him to reach level eight. That means in these four years, he managed to increase his Soul Power by nearly two levels per year? Even some of the excellent students in our school probably only achieve that rate of improvement.”
Director Su quickly said: “This should be correct. At the end of every year, all students have to take a final exam and a Soul Power test. Yang Pingan’s academic scores are the highest in his grade, and when he took the exam at the end of last year, his Soul Power was already level eight. I personally tested him.”
Dean Wu felt a bit relieved after hearing this: “If that’s really the case, then Yang Pingan’s performance is quite good. He should be able to become a Spirit Master before graduation. I don’t recall any student with half a level of Innate Spirit Power ever successfully graduating from our school.”
Director Su nodded: “Indeed, no student with that level of Innate Spirit Power has ever graduated from our academy. Normally, one needs at least three levels of Innate Spirit Power to become a Spirit Master before graduation. Even with two levels of Innate Spirit Power, only a few students manage to reach the threshold of graduation.”
“Director Su, in that case, please pay special attention to this student. We could use another graduate.”
…Yu Xiaogang listened to the conversation between Dean Wu and Director Su, a hint of coldness on his face.
Yu Xiaogang recalled his own cultivation.
As the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect’s patriarch, he received abundant resources from the clan.
His improvement speed back then didn’t seem to be this fast.
Yang Pingan’s Spirit and Innate Spirit Power level are exactly the same as his own, and his environment is worse, yet his improvement is even faster?
How is that possible?
However, when Yu Xiaogang thought of his disciple, Tang San, his expression immediately relaxed: “Dean Wu, this child you mentioned might be good, but he ultimately only has half a level of Innate Spirit Power. His Soul Power might increase quickly in the early stages, but his improvement speed will soon slow down. After all, Innate Spirit Power level and Spirit determine a Spirit Master’s Upper limit. This is a recognized fact in the Spirit Master’s world.”
Dean Wu and Director Su fell silent upon hearing this.
What Yu Xiaogang said was indeed reasonable and a recognized fact in the Spirit Master’s world.
Director Su’s face seemed a bit awkward, while Dean Wu quickly smoothed things over: “Grandmaster is right, but as teachers of a junior Spirit Master academy, watching our students grow is our greatest achievement.”
Yu Xiaogang saw their expressions and didn’t say anything more.
However, when he returned to his Dormitory, he immediately flipped through various books, searching for a lot of Spirit Master cultivation data, but he couldn’t find any similar records. Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
At least, there was no student with half a level of Innate Spirit Power who became a Spirit Master before graduating from elementary school.
The next morning, when Tang San came to Yu Xiaogang for his lessons, he saw Yu Xiaogang looking a bit busy and felt strange: “Teacher, what materials are you organizing? Are they very important?”
After this period of time together, Yu Xiaogang had already gained Tang San’s trust, especially in Tang San’s previous life in the Tang Sect, where respecting teachers and valuing the Dao was paramount.
Upon seeing Tang San arrive, Yu Xiaogang seemed to remember something and quickly asked: “Little San, there’s a student named Yang Pingan in your school’s fifth grade. Have you heard anything about him?”
Tang San’s face showed some confusion: “Teacher, this Yang Pingan is considered a strange person in the academy. It’s said that his cultivation aptitude is extremely poor, his Innate Spirit Power is only half a level, and his Spirit is also very strange. However, his academic performance is excellent, and he is very diligent. Since entering school four years ago, he has always been a loner, never interacting with anyone, very reclusive.”
“A few days ago, when I went to the Blacksmith Shop, I think I saw him working at a Blacksmith Shop on the street next to ours. And this person is very strange; he actually summoned his Spirit and let it sleep on the Blacksmith’s workbench.”
Yu Xiaogang was puzzled: “What did you say? He summoned his Purple Gold Mastiff Spirit and put it on the Blacksmith’s workbench? What’s the purpose of that?”
Tang San just shook his head; he also didn’t understand why Yang Pingan did that.
The master and disciple were both bewildered, and after some discussion, they decided to go observe the scene themselves later.
When the two arrived outside the Blacksmith Shop where Yang Pingan worked that afternoon, they saw Yang Pingan diligently forging from a distance, while the Purple Gold Mastiff just slept soundly on the empty workbench beside him.
When Yu Xiaogang and Tang San arrived, the Purple Gold Mastiff seemed to smell something special and suddenly opened its eyes, sniffing carefully.
However, after a few sniffs, it paid no more attention.
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San watched for a long time, but the Purple Gold Mastiff didn’t seem to have any abnormalities.
Aside from occasionally half-opening its eyes, it looked leisurely and quite enjoyed itself the whole time.
Yang Pingan seemed to feel the gaze from the shadows, looked back, and saw that it was Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
However, Yang Pingan showed no unusual expression, simply continuing his work silently.
Over the next few days, Yu Xiaogang came to the outside of the Blacksmith Shop repeatedly, but each time he only stood far away and observed carefully for a long time. This chapter was taken from NovelPing without permission.
When he found nothing, he gave up.
After Yang Pingan saw Yu Xiaogang leave, he just sneered inwardly: This Yu Xiaogang, who calls himself Grandmaster, doesn’t even understand his own Spirit and cultivation method, making the Purple Gold Mastiff only know how to fart.
He’s simply famous in name only.
Through these four years of cultivation, especially after the Purple Gold Mastiff spent four years in the Blacksmith Shop, Yang Pingan could clearly feel the Purple Gold Mastiff’s growth.
Especially each time the Purple Gold Mastiff happily spent an afternoon in the Blacksmith Shop, and then was recalled into his body, this growth of the Spirit seemed to nourish his own body.
In normal Spirit Master cultivation, theoretically, within the same major realm, as the Soul Power level increases, the cultivation speed should become slower and slower.
But Yang Pingan was the exact opposite.
He always felt that his current cultivation was slightly faster than when he first started.
Even if this improvement was very small, accumulating over the years, it could still be seen.
For example, in the most recent year, his Soul Power increased by a full two levels, even a little more than two levels, whereas when he first started cultivating, it increased by less than two levels a year.
Now, Yang Pingan is quite confident that he can break through to level ten by the time he graduates from fifth grade, of course, this doesn’t consider the final bottleneck of reaching level ten.
As his studies deepened over the past few years, Yang Pingan understood the Spirit Master cultivation system more and more, and increasingly felt that the Spirit Master’s world was unpredictable.
In his previous life, reading the original novel only gave him a superficial understanding.
Of course, it was also through these years of study that he truly understood how terrifying the talent of those Spirit Masters with Innate Full Spirit Power was, and how big the gap between Innate Spirit Power levels truly was.
However, Yang Pingan himself was also very confident that given enough time, he would definitely not be inferior to those geniuses in the future.