"Grandmaster?"
The Shrek group all stared at Yu Xiaogang in disbelief, as if they had never imagined that the gentle elder in their hearts would so decisively defect to Spirit Hall and become one of its lackeys.
Liu Erlong gave a miserable smile, her face as pale as gold paper and filled with self-mockery.
This was the man she had loved so painfully for so many years.
Yu Xiaogang had only ever cared about himself. He wanted to become famous throughout the world and shed the title of useless trash.
But because of his Martial Soul, he had been doomed to achieve little in Soul Power cultivation for his entire life.
So, he had turned to studying Martial Souls and become a Martial Soul research expert.
It had to be said that Yu Xiaogang's research had actually produced considerable results, at the very least placing him ahead of his era.
Yet he had insisted on using the phrase, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters," to deceive himself and seek psychological comfort.
As time passed, even he himself came to believe those words.
But today, after Bibi Dong exposed the dream he had woven for himself, Yu Xiaogang lost the spiritual pillar that had always supported him.
That was why he appeared especially wretched.
Even so, it could not be denied that in the field of Martial Soul theory, he truly was a rare genius!
That was also why Bibi Dong had entrusted the research into Soul Spirits to Yu Xiaogang.
Soul Spirits had already been exposed, and the great war to devour the two empires and unify the continent was about to begin.
A technology as far ahead of its time as Soul Spirits would naturally shine in this war!
Her plan was to equip a