Parting is a kind of faint sadness

Wang Xiaotian began to hypothesise : 'let's suppose that Master's Martial Spirit mutated and successfully evolved into a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, what would happen to the plot as we know it…'

'Starting from now, we could say there are five different arcs, each separated in many minor situations until the final battle arc…'

In short, after using more than ten sheets of paper, killing uncountable brain cells and spending a whole day thinking about the future and summarising the various hypotheses he had, he came to the following conclusion :

Giving the Martial Spirit Transformation Pill to the Master has an impact on the plot, but not a big impact.

As the saying goes, the minor trend can be changed, but the general trend will stay as it is.

Ok, this sentence is not really appropriate here, but the idea is there.

Even if the master's spirit evolves, it won't have an impact on Tang San and the others becoming gods in the future and will have little influence on the future war against the Spirit Hall.

The best consequence of this pill is that the Master will have more chances of having his way with the Pope, allowing him to complete his mission.

Indeed, even without Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall will end by launching the war, as they already went too far in the process, and Spirit Hall members are not all that sane psychologically.

The conclusion is that even after giving the Master the pill, the plot will still be under his control. Moreover, his fate was sad, as was the one of his "concubines", so as his apprentice, he had to help.

However, he also thought that the pill would have to be given to the master when he came back from his travel in the future, as to explain the source of it. Indeed, if he gave it to him now he would only raise suspicion.

The prerequisite for being a good apprentice is first not to be exposed.

Everything was up, and Wang Xiaotian saw that Xiao Chenyu hadn't come back, but didn't care at all. After all, this guy was about to graduate, and tomorrow was the week-end, so he was free to go wherever he wanted.

What he had to do now was to steadily improve his strength before his long travel, because although snoring could raise his Spirit Power by 500 in one night, after reaching Level 20, the Spirit Power required to improve should reach the tens of thousands.

If you counted 500 units of Spirit Power every night, one Level could be crossed in 20 days, far from the 6 days of now. It was indeed slow.

Moreover, after the 30th level, the Spirit Power would cross the hundreds of thousands, complicating furthermore this task.

Of course, it could be possible for his snoring ability to be more efficient, one day reaching 7,200 units in a night…

But for now, he had to think of other ways.

Putting the idea in the back of his head, he went to cultivate (to sleep !)

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Half a year later, at Nuoding College gate.

The master and Tang San, were bidding Wang Xiaotian farewell.

Half a year passed, Wang Xiaotian's has grown a little bit taller, and his handsome face became even more handsome. He wore a blue jersey with slightly longer shoulder-length black hair.

"Xiaotian, although I don't know why you have to travel to the mainland, as your teacher, I have to give you a few words." The master's expression was no longer stiff, but rather reluctant.

"Your cultivation level is not high, don't pick things up, don't take risks easily, and if you encounter danger, you can say you are disciple of the Golden Iron Triangle, and you should not be embarrassed."

"The continent is very big, but I don't want you to run out of the Heaven Dou Empire. I want you to remember to take the Shrek Academy admissions exam that I mentioned to you in a year."

The master was originally not good with words, and it was not easy for him to say so many things unrelated to academics.

Although this disciple has only followed him for half a year, he was really fond of him. Ha may be a bit lazy, and sometimes even too cautious, but he always respected him, he is very smart, and his cultivation speed is very fast, so overall he is a very good disciple.

"Brother, here's this for you. This is the method for synthetize the poisons that you and I have ordered in the past few days." Tang San handed a notebook to Wang Xiaotian.

Although Tang Sect's inner strength method and the Purple Demon Eye could not be told to outsiders, some poison methods could still be told to his relatives.

Just a month ago, Wang Xiaotian found Tang San and asked him if he could use poison. Tang San was shocked at the time, thinking that his secret had been exposed, but Wang Xiaotian said that when he saw Tang San having the antidote of the venom of the Mandala Snake, he thought he could learn from him.

Tang San just let go of his mind and began to recommend several types of poisons for Wang Xiaotian. He still remembers the words he said at the time : "Little San, your brother will go out traveling. In order to escape with my life when I meet a senior spirit master, I want you to recommend me the most lethal poisons, and it is better if it can kill Titled Douluo."

Tang San didn't think he had poison that could endanger Titled Douluo, but in order not to appear abrupt, Tang San recommended some drugs that were not too domineering.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaotian prepared a hundred copies of each poison, and then let Tang San teach him to make it. Tang San just wanted to ask his senior brother how afraid of death he was are, to prepare so much.

In the past few days, Tang San worked overnight to compiled a simple "Poison Guide", which was handed over to Wang Xiaotian today, as he was really afraid his Senior Brother would poison himself to death with so much poison.

"Hahaha, thank you Xiao San." Wang Xiaotian smiled and took it. It was too difficult to get something from Tang Sect that came from the Tang Sect. He estimated that getting the Mysterious Heaven Skill or something like this would be impossible in this life.

As such, Wang Xiaotian's preparations were to prepare even more poisons, he had prepared somme poison for everything, from simply injuring to killing, which cost him a thousand gold soul coins and filled WuSan to the brim.

"Take good care of Master, let's meet again at Shrek." Wang Xiaotian patted Tang San on the shoulder, and he was getting really exited at the idea of traveling alone.

"Okay, brother! Don't worry, I will take good care of Master. See you in Shrek." Tang San nodded. This senior was the third closest person to him in the academy, and he takes good care of him.

To see him leave like this, Tang San was indeed a little bit sad.

"Okay, it's late, let's go, Xiaotian." Although the master was very reluctant, he still spoke.

"Teacher, Junior Brother, take care of you !" Wang Xiaotian turned and left, and waved back, but he did not take a few steps before turning his head, and kneeling down to his master with red eyes. He was one of the only person he knew in this world, one of his only relative.

Parting is a kind of faint sadness...