Caught between his pride and his idol, Yu Xiaogang chose to chase after his star, following his idol's orders. Over the next few days, he persistently harassed Ye Wen.
But his words were still the same as before, even going so far as to mention Flender's cultivation as a Soul Sage.
Ye Wen had initially intended to leave him some dignity, but finally, unable to endure the annoyance any longer, he coldly said:
"Master, I'll call you this one last time. When you invite someone, can't you at least investigate their background? My fiancée's grandmother is a Soul Douluo. Do you really think I'd be interested in a mere Soul Sage helping me hunt for soul beasts?"
"That's right! And how dare you, someone who isn't even a Soul Elder, talk about ordering around a Soul Sage? Isn't this just a lie to trick my Brother Wen into wasting time at your so-called shabby academy?
Hmmph, how shameless of you!"
At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly appeared from somewhere, leaping onto Ye Wen's back and wrapping her legs around his waist, teasingly speaking.
Thanks to Ye Wen's Xuan Yuan Gong, Xiao Wu had become increasingly adept at controlling her soul power, and she had also regained her usual liveliness during this time.
Moreover, Xiao Wu had even dared to walk around in front of Huo Rui last year. From this, Ye Wen deduced that the Xuan Yuan Gong he created must have given Xiao Wu greater mastery over her own aura—enough that even a Soul Douluo would no longer be able to detect her true nature.
Yu Xiaogang was someone who couldn't tolerate mockery or ridicule, and his face instantly turned ashen like pig liver.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to argue that his friendship with Flender couldn't be measured by mere cultivation levels, a cold voice suddenly rang out from nearby.
"Enough, Xiao Wu! You're not allowed to insult my teacher."
At this moment, Tang San also appeared.
His teacher usually stayed indoors and rarely ventured out, but lately, he had been running around tirelessly, which had already aroused Tang San's suspicions.
However, Tang San never imagined that his teacher had been working so hard to invite someone he disliked to attend the same school as him.
Tang San felt betrayed and somewhat disgusted.
But adhering to the fine tradition of respecting teachers, Tang San still stepped forward to defend his teacher's dignity. Internally, however, he was secretly pleased, believing himself to be the only one among the many geniuses in the academy with the foresight to seek guidance under Yu Xiaogang.
"What did I say wrong, Xiao San? Your teacher hasn't even broken through to Soul Elder yet, and do you even know what level a Soul Sage is? How could he possibly be related to your teacher? Isn't he just lying?" Xiao Wu retorted indignantly.
Tang San might have once been infatuated with Xiao Wu.
But after more than five years of receiving no affection from her, Tang San had long since let go. A flicker of ruthlessness passed through his eyes as he raised his hand and fired a hidden weapon—a sleeve arrow.
However, the moment Tang San made his move, Ye Wen clearly sensed it. With a sudden burst of strength in his legs, he sidestepped and dodged the sleeve arrow.
This time, Tang San had executed it perfectly, embodying the true essence of hidden weapons. Moreover, his sleeve arrow wasn't limited to firing just one shot.
But just as Tang San prepared to fire a second shot, Ye Wen had already summoned his martial soul, unleashing a wind blade toward the master and disciple.
"Get lost!" Ye Wen shouted angrily.
Yu Xiaogang was instantly alarmed, but Tang San reacted quickly, summoning two spirit rings around his body. Dense strands of Blue Silver Grass sprouted in front of him, forming a barrier.
However, the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, which hadn't yet awakened its royal bloodline, was inherently fragile. Under Ye Wen's wind blade, it shattered almost upon contact.
Still, the sheer mass of Blue Silver Grass managed to slow the wind blade slightly, giving Tang San enough time to pull Yu Xiaogang out of the attack's range.
At this point, Ye Wen noticed that both of Tang San's spirit rings were glowing, indicating that he had activated his second soul skill!
A look of deep displeasure flashed in Ye Wen's eyes. He had only intended to teach these two a lesson, but Tang San actually dared to fight him. Furious winds began swirling violently around Ye Wen.
Realizing that his parasitic soul skill had failed, Tang San's expression darkened.
Though his soul skill was useless, Tang San believed his hidden weapons were still effective and prepared to continue his assault.
Meanwhile, Ye Wen set Xiao Wu down, forming hand seals with both hands, ready to unleash a Wind Blade Slash.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, having reached a safe position, finally came to his senses and shouted loudly:
"Ye Wen, stop immediately! Using such an offensive soul skill in broad daylight—do you want to get expelled?"
Ye Wen sneered disdainfully. What soul master truly cared about something as trivial as a graduation certificate in this extraordinary world? Strength was all that mattered.
Still, Ye Wen was accustomed to being civilized and retorted sarcastically:
"You tell me to stop? Yu Xiaogang, do you even have the qualifications to order me around? Look who started this whole mess!"
Yu Xiaogang clearly realized that his side was in the wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to back down. Tang San, however, didn't care about such niceties and coldly stated:
"I warned you not to insult my teacher, but Xiao Wu didn't listen. Now, I'll have to teach her a lesson!"
"You bastard!" Xiao Wu snapped, instantly activating her martial soul.
Though Xiao Wu knew her words had been hurtful, weren't they the truth? And even if she was wrong, couldn't they have tried reasoning with her instead?
Resorting to violence outright—what barbarians! Her Wen Ge was so much better; he always reasoned with her!
Seeing another Grand Soul Master intervene in the fight, Yu Xiaogang broke out in a cold sweat. Abandoning all pretense of dignity, he summoned Luo San Pao, and both sides began to face off.
At this moment, Ye Wen narrowed his eyes dangerously, glaring at the master and disciple as he coldly said:
"Teacher Yu, are you planning to intervene in a conflict between us juniors? After studying at Nuoding Academy for so many years, this is the first time I've seen a teacher step into the fray personally. Quite the eye-opener."
Yu Xiaogang's face alternated between green and purple—he clearly understood the sarcasm in Ye Wen's words.
Fights between students were not uncommon at Nuoding Academy—in fact, they were routine. But for an adult like him to intervene was utterly shameless.
Still, Tang San was his student, and he couldn't stand idly by while his student faced a two-on-one battle.
At this moment, one of Yu Xiaogang's spirit rings lit up, and Luo San Pao braced itself for action.
"Stand down, Ye Wen. If you stop now, I can overlook this incident," Yu Xiaogang said in a low voice.
Ye Wen felt like laughing in anger. You were the ones who started this, and now you're the ones calling for a truce? You really want to play both the good guy and the bad guy!
Just as Ye Wen began channeling wind elements, preparing to give these two a taste of real-world punishment, a slightly aged voice rang out from nearby.
"Everyone, stop this instant!"
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