Chapter 55: Sword Douluo Angrily Confronts Master, Binding Ning Rongrong!
But soon after, his gaze fell upon the two girls standing beside Lin Yuan.
One radiated noble elegance—clearly the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The other had eerie green hair and an unusual aura—most likely Dugu Bo's granddaughter.
'This…'
'Could it be that they're just accompanying the kids for a stroll?'
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and adjusted the stiff muscles on his face.
No matter what, he couldn't lose the dignity of being a "Master"!
He straightened his collar, stepped forward, and cupped his hands with neither servility nor arrogance as he said,
"So it is Your Excellency, Sword Douluo, and Your Excellency, Poison Douluo."
"I truly didn't expect to encounter the two of you in such a remote place."
Chen Xin glanced at him indifferently. That condescending gaze made Yu Xiaogang feel like a clown standing on a stage.
"Yu Xiaogang?"
"I never thought you'd be hiding here."
"It's been many years since we last met. Somehow, you seem to have aged quite a bit."
"And…"
Chen Xin glanced toward Tang San, not far away, with a trace of curiosity in his voice.
"That Blue Silver Grass youth, is he your Disciple?"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who had been standing to the side, was secretly taking photos.
The next second—
Inside the Anonymous Diary Chat Group.
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: image.jpg]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: @Ah Yin, Sister Ah Yin, come take a look!]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: This is the son you've been thinking about—Tang San. Do you think his expression looks more like you, or more like Tang Hao?]
[I Don't Like Men: …That's it?]
[Sworn Protector of the Pope: This is Tang San? The so-called cheater Lin Yuan talked about? He looks pretty ordinary. Nothing special at all—he even looks kind of… shabby?]
[Sworn Protector of the Pope: @Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady, what's the point of only sending Tang San? Where's Lin Yuan?]
[Sworn Protector of the Pope: What does Lin Yuan look like? Send a photo so we can see!]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: Hehe, no way!]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: Lin Yuan is super handsome—sharp brows, bright eyes, incredible temperament! Completely hits this lady's aesthetic sweet spot!]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: If I send it, wouldn't that just create more competitors? I'm not that stupid!]
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: Hmph! Exactly!]
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: No sending! Women of the Spirit Hall are all bad! Want to see Lin Yuan? Dream on!]
[Sworn Protector of the Pope: What did Spirit Hall ever do to you? Fine, don't send it! I don't believe he's that handsome anyway!]
Hu Liena looked at the replies in the group and stomped her foot in anger, her alluring little face full of disdain.
"Tch!"
"A bunch of love-struck idiots!"
"What did Spirit Hall ever do to you? I don't even want to see him!"
"He's probably just some snot-nosed kid who hasn't even weaned yet!"
Though she said that out loud, her curiosity gnawed at her heart like a restless cat.
Just then—
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Girl: image.jpg]
Unable to resist her urge to show off, Ning Rongrong sent out another photo.
It was a snapshot taken earlier, right when Lin Yuan's spear shattered Dugu Yan's poisonous mist.
Though it only captured a rear-side silhouette, the image showed a black-clad boy holding a long spear, with black hair dancing wildly.
That razor-sharp aura—like it could pierce the heavens themselves—burst forth from the screen!
Handsome!
Cool!
Dominant!
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: Hmph! I'll only let you see his back. Imagine the rest yourselves!]
[Sworn Protector of the Pope: …]
Hu Liena stared at the photo, her breathing faltering slightly. The sarcastic words she had prepared stuck in her throat, unable to come out.
That aura… really is something.
...
Back in reality.
Unaware that he had already become the group's "darling," Lin Yuan looked helplessly at Yu Xiaogang, who continued to pester him relentlessly.
Yu Xiaogang seemed eager to prove his worth in front of the two Titled Douluo.
Or perhaps he believed that if he could take Lin Yuan—who was on good terms with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—as his disciple, it would greatly benefit his future.
Thus, he thickened his skin once more and spoke up,
"Lin Yuan, there may have been some misunderstandings earlier, but are you really unwilling to reconsider becoming my disciple?"
"You must understand—there are very few people in this world who can truly see through the essence of martial souls. Aside from me, they are extremely rare."
Lin Yuan: …
Is this guy made of sticky dog-skin plaster or something?
Rolling his eyes, Lin Yuan truly couldn't be bothered to argue anymore.
"Master, I've already said it eight hundred times."
"When the Tang San you're teaching can beat me, I'll acknowledge you as my teacher."
"As for now…"
Lin Yuan spread his hands, his face full of disdain.
"Forgive my bluntness, but your theories are truly of no use to me whatsoever."
The moment those words fell, Yu Xiaogang's face flushed a deep purplish red.
Being humiliated like this in front of two Titled Douluo made him feel as though his face had been ground into the dirt.
Yet before he could retort, Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly spoke up.
"You want to take Lin Yuan as your disciple?"
Chen Xin shot Yu Xiaogang a cold glance, his eyes brimming with disdain and mockery.
"Yu Xiaogang, a man must know his own limits."
"I advise you to abandon this idea as soon as possible. With Lin Yuan's monstrous talent, letting you teach him would be nothing short of a waste of heaven's gifts—it would ruin his future!"
Yu Xiaogang frowned, his expression darkening.
"Sword Douluo, what do you mean by that?!"
Chen Xin snorted coldly, showing him no courtesy whatsoever.
"What do I mean? You—a Soul Grandmaster who will never break through rank thirty—what qualifications do you have to teach an absolute genius with innate full soul power who has even comprehended spear intent?"
"You would only mislead the next generation!"
Others might not know what kind of person Yu Xiaogang truly was—but Chen Xin certainly did.
At best, he was someone with empty theories, and even those were merely worth listening to, nothing more.
When it came to understanding martial souls, if Spirit Hall claimed second place, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would undoubtedly claim first.
After all, the clan's direct descendants were all auxiliary soul masters. Aside from cultivating soul power and practicing the Heart Separation Control technique, they had plenty of spare time.
And much of that spare time was naturally spent studying martial soul theory.
Tang San frowned as well. He didn't say anything, but his gaze grew noticeably darker.
'So the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect dares to insult my teacher like this!'
'Is this what the so-called Upper Three Sects are like—so arrogant and dismissive of others?!'
'You've already found your way to death!'
...
"With Lin Yuan's talent, even I would want to take him as a disciple. Unfortunately, he already has someone backing him, so don't even think about it."
"What? Lin Yuan already has a teacher?" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in shock.
When did this happen?
Lin Yuan hardly ever left Nuoding City. Where would he have found a teacher?
Could it be that his teacher was also a Titled Douluo—so powerful that even Tang Hao hadn't noticed?
No… perhaps Tang Hao had noticed.
Maybe that was precisely why Tang Hao told him earlier to try to get Tang San to befriend Lin Yuan.
Not only because of Lin Yuan's talent, but because of the existence of the teacher behind him?
Yu Xiaogang's thoughts spiraled wildly as he filled in the blanks on his own.
The corner of Lin Yuan's mouth curled into an almost imperceptible smile. He didn't know what this old fossil was imagining, but the effect was clearly excellent.
Lin Yuan's gaze casually swept over Ning Rongrong, who was watching the show from the sidelines.
Since it was already confirmed that she was a diary copy holder…
Then this month's binding opportunity would go to her.
[System, bind Ning Rongrong for me. I suspect she possesses a diary copy.]
[Binding target: Ning Rongrong]
[Binding successful!]
[Extracting target talent/skill…]
[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the talent: Ring Fusion!]
...
End of Chapter