Chapter 41

Wang Yanfeng gave him a deep look and said to Gui Gui, who was beside him, "You go rest first. Be careful with the front gate tonight. Although it shouldn't be a problem, it's better to be cautious."

"Alright, I'll go check the front. You two should also get some rest. I think you should leave tomorrow. Although Tang San was masked today, his figure is still quite distinctive," Gui Gui said in a low voice.

"I know." Wang Yanfeng nodded at her.

Gui Gui left, and Wang Yanfeng's gaze returned to Tang San. He asked in a solemn voice, "Why did you participate in the collision tournament today? You're not usually like this. You're the youngest among the five of you, but you've always been the most steady. Why did you suddenly become so impulsive today? Do you know how dangerous it was?"

Tang San lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Speak up!" Wang Yanfeng couldn't help but feel angry. Watching Tang San compete today, his heart had been in his throat. Especially when he saw him kill the Flash Leopard, it looked like he was being pounced on by a fourth-stage Flash Leopard. At that moment, Wang Yanfeng thought it was over. But who knew, Tang San won three consecutive matches. The powerful Rhino Demon and the astonishingly fast and perceptive White-headed Falcon Demon both fell to him.

Wang Yanfeng admitted to himself that even if he had acted, he might not have done better.

Tang San murmured softly, "Teacher, the milk tea was really good. I wanted to earn some money..."

"Milk tea?" Wang Yanfeng was taken aback. Looking at the child before him, who had his head down, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

Just for a cup of milk tea.

A wave of indescribable sadness washed over him. Only then did he realize that the child before him was only nine years old. Growing up among slaves, he had never felt warmth. In the eyes of the demon race, human slaves were no different from livestock.

That cup of milk tea might have given him a taste he had never experienced before. A human child would risk his life to earn money for a cup of milk tea.

"Um, the milk tea is sweet and fragrant," Tang San said, still looking down.

Wang Yanfeng took a deep breath, stepped forward, and pulled Tang San into his arms, hugging him.

Tang San lowered his head. At that moment, his mind was filled with the image of Mei Gongzi from earlier. The cup of milk tea was still on his bedside table, because Mei Gongzi had held it.

"Don't do such foolish things again. If you want milk tea, just tell the teacher, and I'll take you to buy it." Wang Yanfeng's voice was no longer harsh, but low and warm, with a hint of choking.

Tang San's heart trembled. At that moment, he couldn't help but think of his father from his previous life.

Compared to this life, his previous life was considered happy. At least he had his father growing up. His father from the previous life was one of the strongest in that era, always by his side whenever he encountered danger on his path to growth.

From Wang Yanfeng, he felt the same warmth he had felt from his father in his previous life.

"Sorry, Teacher. I won't be impulsive again. I made you worry." Tang San sincerely admitted his mistake.

Indeed, if it weren't for meeting Mei Gongzi today and the profound impact on his heart, he would never have rashly entered the competition. But when he saw Mei Gongzi, he couldn't control his inner impulse.

Today was the happiest day since he came to this world, finding the reincarnation of his previous life's lover. And at this moment, he felt the fatherly love from Wang Yanfeng.

He had expected to be scolded by Wang Yanfeng and Gui Gui when he returned. But instead, he received only warmth.

Wang Yanfeng patted his head, "Forget about what happened today. You have great talent and will surely go far in the future. Get some rest. I'll go check on Aunt Gui. If nothing happens tonight, it should be fine."

"Okay." Tang San replied.

Wang Yanfeng gently patted his shoulder and then got up and left. After he left, Tang San noticed that the Lingxi coin he had given him was still on the bed, not taken away.

Teacher, you are really a good person! Tang San's heart warmed.

He turned off the light and sat cross-legged on the bed. He calmed his mind.

Then he gradually entered a meditative state, feeling the surging power of the Xuantian Gong within him. The four battles today were very important to him.

Choosing to fight four times and then withdraw was all part of his plan.

In the first battle against the Flash Leopard, he killed it and almost instantly absorbed all the bloodline power of the fourth-stage Flash Leopard. This was to enhance his own Leopard Flash.

Leopard Flash was very important to Tang San. The instant acceleration it provided gave him more flexibility and adaptability in battle.

The power of a fourth-stage ability was vastly different from a third-stage one. The power could be significantly increased. Like his Wind Blade, if it weren't for the public attention today, its true power would have been even greater.

Upgrading Leopard Flash to the fourth stage undoubtedly further enhanced his overall combat ability.

In the subsequent three battles, he absorbed only a small amount of bloodline power from the Rhino Demon, White-headed Falcon Demon, and Lingxi Deer Demon, forming bloodline imprints within him.

Because the amount absorbed was small, the imprints formed were roughly equivalent to third-stage ones.

Why did he absorb three more? One reason was to increase his skill count. The most important reason was that Tang San wanted to test how many imprints he could retain through the Xuantian Gong.

According to his hypothesis, it was likely that each stage of the Xuantian Gong could absorb one imprint, granting one demon transformation skill. But this was just a guess, and it needed to be verified through practice.

He already had Wind Blade and Leopard Flash. If he absorbed three more, he would exceed the limit of one per stage. If these three could be imprinted and used within his Xuantian Gong, it would mean his hypothesis was incorrect. If only two could be imprinted and the third could not, it would confirm his hypothesis, which would greatly benefit his future cultivation.

The final result, however, was somewhat unexpected for Tang San.

At this moment, the three bloodline powers he had absorbed were not imprinted. They floated within his Xuantian Gong like three differently colored light balls, waiting quietly.

Tang San vaguely felt that he could imprint these three skills within his Xuantian Gong and make them his own. But he also felt that his existing Wind Blade and Leopard Flash skills seemed to be impacted, becoming more active.

What did this mean?

Tang San couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why did the addition of three new skills make his original two skills feel unstable?

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he started cultivating in this world.

The instability of the two original imprints didn't make him nervous; on the contrary, he felt excited.

For him, neither Wind Blade nor Leopard Flash were particularly powerful skills, and their potential for improvement was limited. The ceiling was obvious.

In this situation, the most troublesome state would be if the imprinted skills could only be continuously improved, but the total number of skills he could imprint was limited. In that case, at least until he broke through to the divine level, Wind Blade and Leopard Flash would continue to accompany his growth.