"A martial soul theory master?"
"Just a fraud, daring to call yourself a master. Truly, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer pure." "
Speaking nonsense! You think you're worthy to question my martial soul theory!"
His wounds exposed in public, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and his voice was noticeably louder.
The more he acted like this, the more it showed his lack of confidence.
The person confronting Yu Xiaogang was a handsome young man, his expression cold and stern, looking at Yu Xiaogang with a mocking expression.
"Is that so? Then explain to me, your soul power is only level twenty-nine, and your martial soul is nothing but a pig. You probably can't even handle a hundred-year-old soul beast. How did you come up with these theories?"
The young man's name was Lin Mu. Sixteen years ago, he was accidentally sent to this world by a truck.
Since awakening his martial soul, Lin Mu had been diligently cultivating. Before he had enough strength, developing stealthily was the key.
Until today, Lin Mu happened to pass by Notting Academy and bumped into Tang San, who was preparing to enroll.
Just then, the golden finger he'd been waiting for for sixteen years finally arrived. There were no fancy tricks, just a simple interface.
[Main Quest: Take Tang San as your disciple, reshape his values. The greater the contrast, the richer the reward. Completion: 0%.]
It was because of this quest that Lin Mu was exposing Yu Xiaogang's true colors.
To be fair, although Yu Xiaogang called himself a master, he was actually just a conman.
Tang San, though a transmigrator, wasn't from Earth in his previous life; he was an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, lacking social experience and unable to even distinguish a conman.
As for Tang San's character, what good could a sect like the Tang Sect possibly produce?
Add to that the influence of Yu Xiaogang and Shrek Academy, and it's no wonder his values are questionable.
"A mere brat, I disdain arguing with you."
Yu Xiaogang took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, his eyes filled with disdain.
Then, he turned to Tang San and said, "Little San, don't listen to his nonsense. This guy is just jealous of my talent."
Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he asked, "Master, is your spirit really a pig?"
Yu Xiaogang's breath caught in his throat, his face flushed red, and he froze, unsure how to refute.
This matter had always been a thorn in his side.
As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his innate spirit power was only half a level, and his spirit was an ugly pig.
Because of his poor talent, he had suffered countless scorns and disdain within the clan.
It was for this reason that he secretly vowed never to have anything to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan again until he proved his abilities.
It's laughable, really. A master of spirit theory, yet he couldn't even understand his own spirit.
If Luo Sanpao had been given a dragon-type spirit ring, he might have had a chance to improve the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon, or at worst, he'd just have two useless spirit skills.
Of course, the key issue was that Yu Xiaogang's talent was too poor to support the full awakening of the Golden Sacred Dragon.
There are no useless spirits, only useless Yu Xiaogang.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to explain, Lin Mu interrupted, "What, Master, are you even ashamed to talk about your own spirit?"
"You...you're talking nonsense!"
Opening his mouth, Yu Xiaogang couldn't find a rebuttal and could only angrily curse.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's reaction, even Tang San, if he was stupid, could tell that this person was unreliable.
As a spirit master, he was actually ashamed of his own spirit.
Moreover, this master clearly only had level 29 spirit power, and didn't have the ability to study many spirit beasts at all.
If nothing unexpected happens, he stole all this information about spirit beasts, yet claimed it as his own research.
Truly shameful.
In Tang San's eyes, he and Yu Xiaogang were not on the same wavelength. He stole the Xuan Tian Bao Lu out of necessity, and before jumping off the cliff, he returned the cultivation techniques and hidden weapons to the Tang Sect.
"Bullshit?"
Lin Mu sneered, showing no mercy to Yu Xiaogang, saying, "You're much better at this than I am. A pig and a bastard, a perfect match."
Being so openly belittled, Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved with anger, his eyes bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, wishing he could teach this bastard a lesson.
If it weren't for this guy interfering, Tang San becoming his disciple would have been a certainty.
"Hmph, his spirit is Blue Silver Grass. Only I can teach him cultivation in the entire continent; otherwise, it's just a useless spirit."
Saying this, Yu Xiaogang revealed an arrogant expression, not at all feigned.
Indeed, only by deceiving oneself can one deceive others.
"Pfft~"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Lin Mu finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, the mocking laughter making Yu Xiaogang's face turn as red as a pig's liver.
"What are you laughing at? How much could an ignorant brat like you possibly know about the Blue Silver Grass spirit?"
Yu Xiaogang said angrily, clenching his fists tightly.
"How much I know about the Blue Silver Grass spirit is not important, but I know that if he becomes your disciple, the Blue Silver Grass spirit will definitely be ruined, because with your strength, you will undoubtedly choose a ten-year-old bamboo for him."
Lin Mu sneered.
If they hadn't encountered the Mandragora Snake in the original story, Yu Xiaogang could only choose the backup plan, letting Tang San absorb the ten-year-old bamboo spirit ring.
With this level of skill, he still has the nerve to call himself a master.
If Tang San hadn't hidden his strength, the two of them would have been swallowed by the Mandragora Snake long ago.
Moreover, the Mandragora Snake's spirit ring is not compatible with Blue Silver Grass, but Yu Xiaogang didn't think so, and directly let Tang San absorb the Mandragora Snake's spirit ring.
Another possibility is that this was entirely Yu Xiaogang's doing, since he couldn't find any other suitable spirit rings at the time. He simply decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
The result?
The powerful toxin that almost sent Yu Xiaogang to his death only provided a paralyzing effect after Tang San absorbed it.
The venom of the Mandragora Snake clashed with the Blue Silver Grass spirit, rendering the toxin ineffective.
One was a poison attribute, the other a life attribute—a complete contradiction.
With such a terrible teacher, it's no wonder Tang San's attitude towards Yu Xiaogang changed later.
"You—"
Yu Xiaogang hesitated, wanting to refute but unable to speak, because in his view, bamboo was indeed more suitable for Blue Silver Grass, and with his strength, he didn't need to worry about danger.
At this moment, Tang San's eyes flickered; he could already discern who to believe.
This old man dared to deceive him, even planning to make him absorb a ten-year spirit ring—he was courting death.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang decisively gave up arguing with Lin Mu and turned to Tang San, saying, "Xiao San, don't listen to his nonsense. Only I can teach you a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass."
Even now, Yu Xiaogang still didn't want to miss the opportunity to prove his theory.
Tang San didn't reply, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his right hand subtly reached behind him.
(End of Chapter)