Chapter 286: Blue Silver Grass Losing Its Vitality Forever, Tang San’s Emptiness

Recently, Tang San had rarely come to seek advice from Yu Xiaogang.

Even during daily encounters, there was a sense of deliberate distance.

Yu Xiaogang felt that all his well-intentioned efforts were being treated with utter disregard.

The grievance in his heart surged incessantly, almost overflowing from his chest.

He had spent half his life immersed in the research of Spirit theories.

Born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he was the son of the direct line’s Clan Chief.

He should have held a bright path that others envied.

Yet, due to a malignant Spirit mutation, his spirit power was trapped at level twenty-nine for life, leading him to be spurned by his Family and mocked by the world.

Everyone called him a waste, a disgrace to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

His body was limited by the mutated Spirit, but his mind never stopped the pace of research.

He exhausted half a lifetime’s effort polishing Spirit theories, solely to prove his value to the world.

He once thought Tang San was the best practitioner of his lifelong theories and his only hope to break the world’s prejudice.

But now, his most valued Disciple did not understand him, the woman he loved avoided him, and the theories he took pride in seemed to be collapsing bit by bit.

Yu Xiaogang sat withered at his desk, feeling utterly exhausted.

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness swallowed him whole.

After his thoughts churned for a long time, Yu Xiaogang finally stood up.

He decided to find Tang San and have a proper talk with him.

He always believed that as long as he clarified the stakes involved, Tang San would surely understand his painstaking efforts.

He tidied his robes, turned to leave the office, and walked toward the Shrek students’ dormitory area.

...

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the academy’s sycamore leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang paid no attention to the surrounding scenery at all.

Along the way, students from the Blue Tyrant Academy kept passing him by, their gazes filled with nothing but disdain.

This disdain did not just stem from his spirit power being stuck at level twenty-nine.

More so, they inherently disliked this group of people from Shrek.

The students of Blue Tyrant Academy had all discovered that after this Shrek group arrived...

They had not only snatched away the qualifications to participate in the Spirit Master Competition but also taken most of the resources.

Yu Xiaogang couldn’t care about those stinging gazes at the moment; his mind was filled with the words he wanted to say to Tang San.

His pace quickened, and he soon arrived at the door of Tang San’s dormitory.

He raised his hand and knocked, but there was no response from inside.

"Little San, are you there? I have something I want to talk to you about."

He knocked twice more with increased force, but it remained deathly silent.

"Hmm, is this... the smell of blood?"

A faint scent of blood wafted out through the crack in the door.

Yu Xiaogang’s heart tightened as he reached out and pushed open the dormitory door.

The moment the door opened, a jarring scene crashed into his field of vision.

Tang San lay on the cold floor of the dormitory, his face as pale as paper, with a jarring streak of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were tightly shut, his breathing was weak, and he had already fallen into a deep coma.

"Little San!!!"

Yu Xiaogang’s pace suddenly quickened as he rushed to Tang San’s side.

It felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and even his breathing became rapid.

His voice was wrapped in extreme panic as he shouted outside.

"Someone! Quickly, someone! Oscar! Get over here!"

Not long after the shout, a figure rushed in hurriedly.

"Grandmaster, you were looking for me?"

Oscar asked in confusion.

Wasn’t this Tang San’s dormitory?

Seeing Tang San lying unconscious on the ground, his expression shifted slightly.

"What happened to Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang was sweating profusely with anxiety, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"I just came in and saw him lying on the ground, unconscious and coughing up blood."

"Oscar, quick, use your Recovery Sausage!"

Hearing this, a flash of reluctance crossed Oscar’s face, but he still immediately activated his Spirit.

"I have a big sausage!"

A yellow spirit ring shimmered, and a Recovery Sausage emitting a faint white glow appeared in his hand.

He pried open Tang San’s mouth and roughly fed the Sausage to him.

As the Sausage entered his stomach, the medicinal power slowly dispersed.

Tang San’s breathing finally stabilized a bit, no longer as weak as before.

Oscar stared at the still-unconscious Tang San and curled his lip.

"Could Tang San have suffered a Qi Deviation while cultivating?"

His voice was kept very low, laced with a bit of sarcasm.

Hearing Oscar’s words, Yu Xiaogang’s brow furrowed even tighter.

But right now, all his thoughts were on Tang San, and he had no time to mind Oscar’s tone.

His gaze was locked firmly on Tang San, fearing another accident.

Before long, Tang San’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was vacant.

It took a good while for him to finally focus and see the two people surrounding him.

"Teacher?"

Seeing him wake up, Yu Xiaogang’s heart mostly settled.

"Little San, you’re awake? How are you? What on earth happened? Why did you suddenly cough up blood and faint?"

...

Tang San did not answer him immediately.

He struggled to sit up.

"Cough, cough!"

A tearing pain came from his chest, and he couldn’t help but let out a muffled cough.

A bit more pale red blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with deep panic and confusion.

He immediately circulated his spirit power and released his Spirit.

Blue Silver Grass spread out from his palm.

But the Blue Silver Grass before him was completely different from its previous resilient and vibrant appearance.

At this moment, the Blue Silver Grass was dull in luster, its leaves limp and curled, having completely lost its former vitality.

Even the most basic spirit power fluctuations had become extremely weak.

Even the Bloodline connection with the Blue Silver Grass that he was most familiar with had become intermittent, nearly severed.

Tang San looked down at the listless Blue Silver Grass in his palm, his body trembling slightly.

His voice was filled with deep panic and confusion: "Teacher... my Spirit... what happened to my Blue Silver Grass?"

"I’ve been pushing myself these past few days, cultivating day and night, just wanting to improve my strength as quickly as possible."

"Just now, while I was circulating spirit power to break through a Bottleneck, I suddenly felt the connection between me and the Blue Silver Grass being forcefully severed by something."

"A powerful repulsive force erupted from the Blue Silver Grass’s Origin, directly impacting my Meridians, and then I lost consciousness."

"I feel as if I’ve lost something very important."

"Teacher, what exactly is going on?"

Tang San asked somewhat urgently.

That sense of emptiness from losing something was exceptionally strong, and its resonance still lingered.

"A Spirit problem?"

Yu Xiaogang’s gaze fell on that listless Blue Silver Grass, his brow furrowing deeply into a tight knot.

He had studied Spirit theory for half his life and had seen countless cases of Spirit damage, Spirit mutation, and Spirit backlash.

But he had never seen a Spirit’s Origin actively repelling its own host.

This completely exceeded all his theoretical knowledge.

He had no idea what had gone wrong with Tang San’s Spirit, let alone how to provide a corresponding solution.

(End of Chapter)

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