Tang Fu'er's Sharp Critique of Yu Xiaogang

After breakfast, Ming Lunyu packed up two more portions and brought them back to the room.

It was a double room, with two beds.

Ming Lunyu took one bed, while Ma Hongjun and Tang Fu'er shared the other.

When Ming Lunyu pushed open the door, he saw two figures sprawled messily across the bed.

Ma Hongjun was drooling in her sleep, hugging Tang Fu'er's calf and gnawing on it.

Ming Lunyu shook his head with an amused smile. He did not disturb them, quietly entered the room, covered the breakfast and placed it on the table, then sat in a chair and took out his study materials to read.

Tang Fu'er had given Ming Lunyu a bracelet-shaped storage Soul Tool capable of holding fifty cubic meters of items. It contained countless books and materials on Soul Master cultivation and Soul Beasts. Ming Lunyu had treated it like a treasure after receiving it, studying diligently while also urging Ma Hongjun to study with him whenever she had time.

After all, neither of them had received proper Soul Master education so far. If they wanted to make their way in the world of Soul Masters, they could not be lacking even basic knowledge, could they?

Otherwise, they would not even know how to go out and hunt Soul Beasts to add Soul Rings themselves. Although Tang Fu'er was a walking encyclopedia, they could not rely on her every time, could they?

Eh, maybe they could.

Ming Lunyu felt that he had discovered a blind spot.

He certainly would not let such an obedient, powerful, and pleasing-to-the-eye perfect bodyguard as Tang Fu'er stray too far from him, at least not until he had grown strong enough. Then whenever he needed to add a Soul Ring, could he not simply ask Tang Fu'er?

"No, no. I can't take too many shortcuts. It's still more reliable to master the knowledge myself." Ming Lunyu quickly dismissed the thought of slacking off.

About half an hour later, Ma Hongjun and Tang Fu'er woke up groggily.

"Brother~ Good morning~" Ma Hongjun was not fully awake yet, her voice hazy with sleep.

"Mm, good morning."

Ming Lunyu answered with a smile, his eyes full of affection.

"How nice. It's been many years since I last saw Xiao Jun this relaxed."

In his memories, ever since the age of six, Ma Hongjun had never slept peacefully again. Every rest period had been replaced with cultivation. When she truly could not endure it any longer, she would only sleep lightly for a while, and even then, she had to remain on guard.

The breakfast had gone slightly cold, but it was not a problem. Ma Hongjun could warm it a little with Soul Power before eating.

After the three of them finished tidying up and checked out, Tang Fu'er once again carried the other two through the air.

The three headed toward Sunset Forest near Sunset City.

Sunset Forest was a massive Soul Beast forest. Though it was far inferior to the Star Dou Great Forest, it still had quite a few high-quality Soul Beasts.

As for their objective, of course it was to hunt Soul Rings for Ming Lunyu and Ma Hongjun.

Ming Lunyu was now level thirty-eight, and Ma Hongjun was also level thirty-eight, but neither of their Martial Souls had any Soul Rings attached. Without Soul Rings, no matter how profound their accumulated Soul Power was, they could not break through to the next realm.

However, before deciding what kind of Soul Rings to choose, they still needed to hear Tang Fu'er's advice. After all, she possessed most of the cultivation experience of a limit Douluo.

"Brother and Sister Jun, your physical qualities are equivalent to those of six-ring battle Soul Emperors, and your wills are steadfast. You can absolutely try absorbing Soul Rings around twenty thousand years old." Tang Fu'er thought for a moment before saying this.

Ming Lunyu raised a question. "Didn't they say that the first Soul Ring can absorb, at most, a hundred-year Soul Ring? Yesterday, I read what was supposedly a bestseller called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul or something. It said that the absorption limit for a first Soul Ring was around 423 years..."

Tang Fu'er revealed a disdainful expression. "Which fool made up those figures? Brother, you might not understand very well, but I can tell you clearly that the number of years of a Soul Ring a Soul Master can absorb depends entirely on how much their body can withstand. If it's a Soul Ring over ten thousand years old, it also depends on whether their spirit is tough enough. That's because ten-thousand-year Soul Rings produce spiritual shocks that directly attack the consciousness of the Soul Beast."

"Of course, Brother, your spiritual power is completely fine."

After saying that, Tang Fu'er looked at Ming Lunyu with her big watery eyes, her face practically screaming, "Praise me, praise me."

Ming Lunyu smiled faintly and rubbed her head.

"I see. Then, Fu'er, can you take a look at what level this book is really at?"

The bracelet on Ming Lunyu's wrist flashed, and he took out a book.

The title on the cover was Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, and the author was someone named Yu Xiaogang.

"Okay."

Tang Fu'er obediently accepted the book and began flipping through it quickly.

As a limit Douluo, Tang Fu'er's formidable spiritual power meant she did not need to read a book slowly like ordinary people.

In an instant, she had finished the entire book.

"Well?" Ming Lunyu asked curiously.

Tang Fu'er curled her lips and gave a merciless critique.

"I can admit that the guy who wrote this book does have some knowledge. He just doesn't have all that much, and his morals probably aren't much better either."

"How so?" Ma Hongjun leaned closer in curiosity as well.

She had read this book too. At first, she had thought the author wrote rather well; the content was detailed, and the theoretical explanations were fairly solid. Yet after Tang Fu'er read it, she gave it such a poor evaluation that Ma Hongjun could not help becoming curious.

Tang Fu'er organized her thoughts before speaking. "Let's start with the good points. I think the book's only value is that it reveals certain information that was originally rather secretive, allowing more commoner Soul Masters to learn about it... I can't say whether that is truly a good thing or not."

"Why do you say that?" Ming Lunyu was puzzled. Making knowledge public so that more people could learn it should be a good thing, shouldn't it?

Tang Fu'er shook her head. "Objectively speaking, it is a good thing, and I don't deny that. But if you think more deeply about it, some knowledge was explored by Soul Master sects or clans over generations, sometimes even at the cost of lives. That makes it extremely precious, and it is classified as a secret never to be passed on. Yet this book reveals several pieces of information like that. Let me think, this one belongs to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this one belongs to Spirit Hall... this one too, Spirit Hall's."

"Why are there so many from Spirit Hall? Tang Chen once used his status as an Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall to browse Spirit Hall's archives, so I remember... Is this author a high-ranking member of Spirit Hall? Then how did he get the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's information? His surname is Yu, so this author is probably from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. How dare he leak Spirit Hall's information? Has Spirit Hall weakened? That shouldn't be the case."

"But I can be certain that this content absolutely wasn't original to this author. Besides the secret knowledge of major clans, there are also many things that are simply common understanding. They were explored over countless centuries of development in the Soul Master world, so how did organizing them make them his own ideas?"

"There are also so many flaws... For example, this part about Soul Ring age limits... Everyone's physical endurance is different, and Martial Soul quality is different too. Why should someone only be able to absorb Soul Rings of a fixed number of years? Did he not think before speaking?"

"And this... that also has problems... This isn't right either..."

Tang Fu'er picked through the book and found a whole pile of imprecise points. In the end, she said, "There are indeed parts of this book that can be used for reference, but if someone truly follows all of it, they will regret it. I guarantee it."

Seeing the little girl puffing up in anger, Ming Lunyu smiled and gently consoled her. "Alright, alright, don't be angry. We won't read this thing anymore."

Yet Tang Fu'er was still puffed up like a little pufferfish. "Hmph, that guy is awful. If I weren't here today, Brother would have been misled by him! If Brother had really believed this book and absorbed a hundred-year Soul Ring, I would definitely drag this Yu Xiaogang to a brothel in the City of Slaughter and make him their top courtesan!"

Ming Lunyu and Ma Hongjun exchanged an awkward look, silently observing a moment of mourning for the Yu Xiaogang they had never met.

May you never appear before Fu'er, or you will truly be in for it.