Just a few moments after finally regaining control over his body, Tong passed out and fell to the ground. Above him, Ying Xiong was stunned.
If he had a beard, he would be stroking it.
"This boy's talent is nearly comparable to mine. And his divine physique, truly mysterious." He said to himself.
Perhaps a normal cultivator could not understand the boy's talent, even a lesser dao creation realm cultivator may not.
But Ying Xiong was not only in the inner world realm, but also had nearly unparalleled talent.
He could just barely understand everything about the boy.
"It truly is a pity. If your meridians weren't so blocked up by impurities, then you may not have suffered this much." Ying Xiong sighed.
He then began to think of what he should do.
"This boy has a great darkness within him in the form of his divine physique. It is as if he has two souls in his body. He also had a great connection to Earth Qi." Ying Xiong said to himself while thinking.
"Alright. I shall accept this boy as my disciple, even if just for the sake of stopping him from causing destruction." Ying Xiong said with resolve.
He looked around at the destruction around him, and then at the cultivators flying towards him in the distance.
Although martial arts academy taught future cultivators, the strongest among them had only been at the nascent soul realm.
Even among the entire bear race, the strongest was only at the peak of the soul formation realm. And they were one of the peak race's on the planet.
Still, it was amazing that the foundation establishment child was able to do such damage. He was truly too talented.
Ying Xiong scooped up the boy from the ground and took him to a cave far away.
When the child woke up, he saw a bearded and wise looking man not too far from him sitting cross legged.
It was naturally Ying Xiong in disguise. For fun, he had decided to take the wise old master approach.
"Good morning young child." He said in a wise and calming voice.
The child was confused seeing him, a combination of Ying Xiongs unnatural looks and the situation that had happened before.
"Ummm. Who are you? Where am I?" THe boy asked.
"Please. Calm down child. Here, have some tea." Ying Xiong said as he pulled a teapot and a cup out from behind him.
The boy, confused as to what tea was and what cups were, silently listened.
He found the old man's voice unnaturally calming. Ying Xiong guided the child, showing him how to drink tea.
Soon, the boy calmed down.
"Now we can begin. I am a wandering master traveling the cosmos. You can call me…. ummmm…. Iroh!" Ying Xiong said.
"Iroh? Alright." The boy responded.
"I have sensed great talent within you, but there is also great darkness." Ying Xiong, or Iroh, said.
"Talent? You must have the wrong person. I am not talented." The boy responded sadly.
"But you are, child. You have simply been unlucky and are following the wrong path." Iroh said.
"What do you mean sir?" The boy asked curiously.
"It seems that you were born with many impurities. They have blocked your meridians, not allowing you to display even 10% of your cultivation talent. In addition, you are trying to cultivate like a beast, but you are a humanoid creature." Iroh explained. "These have caused your cultivation to be horrifyingly slow. It is amazing that you have even come this far."
"Really! Can you help me!?" The boy shouted in excitement.
"I can clear your meridians, but the rest can be fixed by you." Iroh said.
Ying Xiong waved his hand and cleared the impurities from the child's body.
"There. Now, the rest is up to you. Before that, I would like to ask you, would you accept me as your teacher?" Iroh asked.
"If you are as powerful as you say, it would be my honor." The boy said.
"Good." Iroh smiled.
"Please! Help me understand, Master Iroh." The boy bowed.
"Of course. Sit and cross your legs." Iroh said.
The boy followed as told.
"You have followed the ways you have been taught, but they were never meant for you. Look deep within yourself. Only there will you find the answer you seek." Master Iroh explained.
The boy meditated and looked into his mind. It only took moments for the humanoid cultivation technique to appear in his head.
"I've got it, Master Iroh!" The boy exclaimed in excitement.
"Good good. Have some tea to celebrate." Master Iroh said as he poured more tea that seemed to come from nowhere.
The boy didn't question it and gulped the tea in an instant.
After jumping around in excitement for a while, he seemed to remember something and his happiness turned into sadness.
"What is wrong young Tong?" Master Iroh asked.
"My mother. She died. I nearly forgot after meeting you, but the only person who had ever cared about me is gone." Tong cried.
"Tong. Take a seat." Master Iroh said.
Although tears were pouring from Tong's eyes, he followed his instructions.
"Master, can you revive her?" Tong asked with hope.
Master Iroh revealed a sad expression and sighed.
"I'm afraid that I cannot. I, and perhaps the whole universe, am not capable of that."
Tong heard him and seemed to become even sadder.
"Do not sulk, young Tong. Life is long and full of possibilities. We must cherish it." Master Iroh said wisely.
"There is nothing to cherish. My mother is gone! Everyone who had taunted and hated me is still out there, completely fine!" Tong shouted.
"Tong. Life is much like a tree. When leaves fall, they cannot be reconnected. Yet still, they are the most beautiful when they do so. You must thank and appreciate your mother, and then you must move on. Your hatred is not worth holding." Master Iroh said.
"I don't know if I can do such a thing, Master Iroh. All I feel is hatred right now." Tong said.
"There is no wound that cannot be healed. We will work on it together. You will grow stronger, wiser, and you will learn to spread love and forgiveness among the world." Master Iroh said, causing Tong to finally calm down.
"Come, Tong. Let us begin your training." Master Iroh exclaimed.