What decent person would perform a craniotomy with their bare hands?!
Huh?!
Wait!
Could that healing Soul Bone Skill have been specifically made for cracking open skulls?
Fuck!
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Zhuge Lan paid no attention to whatever the Shrek crowd was imagining.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was playing dead, and saw the Emotional Value above his head steadily dropping.
How could that do?
"Strange, why isn't he awake yet?"
Zhuge Lan muttered loudly—
"That shouldn't be possible. Every skull I opened before woke up within a minute."
"Could it be that my Holy Light Blessing isn't as effective as the clan elder's Greater Recovery Spell?"
"Let's try again."
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Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang realized things were not so simple—this brat had no intention of letting him off!
Just as he was hesitating over whether to "wake up."
A wave of bliss rising from the depths of his cells made him involuntarily—
"Ah~~~"
That obscene sound drew everyone's attention, and their expressions turned strange.
The Master, whose face had always been stern and rigid, had made such a filthy sound.
The contrast was too strong. It was a little hard to take.
—They weren't that close anyway, so why hold it in?
"Pfft—"
Ma Hongjun took the lead in laughing.
It spread like a virus, and one after another, they began snickering under their breaths.
They showed no regard for Yu Xiaogang's dignity.
—He was just a clown who had built his name on lies, played dead after being utterly humiliated by a student. Why should he deserve respect?
Not to mention that at his age, he was still only a level 29 Soul Grandmaster.
His theories had been exposed as fraudulent,