No Useless Martial Souls, Only Useless Yu Xiaogang

"Master of Martial Soul Theory?"

"He's nothing but a fraud who has made a name for himself by deceiving the world, yet he dares call himself a master. The world is truly going downhill, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be."

"Making baseless claims! Who do you think you are to question my Martial Soul Theory?"

With his scars exposed in public, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox, his voice noticeably louder than before.

The more he reacted like this, the more it showed how lacking in confidence he was.

The person confronting Yu Xiaogang was a handsome young man. His expression was cold as he looked at Yu Xiaogang before him with undisguised mockery.

"Is that so? Then explain this to me. Your Soul Power is only at level twenty-nine, and your Martial Soul is a pig. You probably couldn't even deal with a hundred-year Soul Beast, so how exactly did you come up with all these theories?"

The young man's name was Lin Mu. Sixteen years ago, he had been accidentally sent to this world by a truck.

Ever since awakening his Martial Soul, Lin Mu had been cultivating diligently. Before he had sufficient strength, keeping a low profile and developing quietly was the way to go.

Until today, when Lin Mu happened to pass by Nuoding Academy and ran into Tang San, who was preparing to enroll.

As luck would have it, the cheat he had been waiting sixteen years for finally arrived. There was nothing flashy about it, only a simple panel.

[Main Quest: Take Tang San as your disciple and reshape his worldview. The greater the contrast, the richer the rewards. Completion: 0%.]

It was precisely because of this quest that Lin Mu exposed Yu Xiaogang's true nature here.

To be fair, although Yu Xiaogang called himself a master, he was actually nothing more than a swindler who deceived people for a living.

Although Tang San was a transmigrator, he had not been a Blue Star native in his previous life. He had been an outer disciple of the Tang Sect and lacked social experience, to the point that he could not even tell a swindler from an honest man.

As for Tang San's character, what good could a sect like the Tang Sect possibly teach him?

Add to that the influence of Yu Xiaogang and Shrek Academy. It would be strange if his worldview were normal.

"I'm not going to debate with a mere Yellow Mouth Child like you."

Yu Xiaogang took several deep breaths and forcibly calmed himself, his eyes filled with disdain.

Immediately afterward, he turned to Tang San and said, "Little San, don't listen to his nonsense. This fellow is merely jealous of my talent."

At this, a trace of hesitation flashed through Tang San's eyes. He asked, "Master, is your Martial Soul really a pig?"

Yu Xiaogang's breathing stopped. His face rapidly flushed red, and he froze in place, unable to think of a rebuttal for a moment.

This had always been a thorn in his heart.

As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he possessed only half a level of Innate Soul Power, while his Martial Soul was the ugly pig, Luo San Pao.

Because his talent was so poor, he had suffered countless looks of disdain and contempt within his clan.

Precisely for that reason, he had secretly sworn that before proving his abilities, he would never again have anything to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

It was rather laughable. The great master of Martial Soul Theory had not even fully researched his own Martial Soul.

If dragon-type Soul Rings were added to Luo San Pao, there might have been a chance to improve its Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline. At the very least, it would not have ended up with two Soul Skills that merely made it fart.

Of course, the real issue was that Yu Xiaogang's talent was too poor to support the complete awakening of the Golden Sacred Dragon.

There were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Yu Xiaogang.

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to explain, Lin Mu spoke first. "What's the matter? Could it be that Master is too embarrassed to even mention his own Martial Soul?"

"You—you're talking nonsense!"

Yu Xiaogang opened and closed his mouth, unable to find a point to refute. In the end, he could only curse angrily.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang react like this, even Tang San, foolish as he was, could tell that something was wrong with the man.

As a Soul Master, he was actually ashamed of his own Martial Soul.

Moreover, this so-called master was clearly only at level twenty-nine, meaning he did not possess the strength to research all those Soul Beasts.

If nothing unexpected had happened, those records about Soul Beasts had been stolen by him, yet he claimed to the outside world that they were the results of his own research.

Truly shameless.

In Tang San's eyes, he and Yu Xiaogang were not the same kind of person. He had stolen the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record from the Tang Sect only because he had been forced into it, and before jumping off the cliff, he had returned both the cultivation method and the Hidden Weapons to the Tang Sect.

"Nonsense?"

Lin Mu let out a cold laugh, showing Yu Xiaogang no mercy. "You're far more skilled at that than I am. A stupid pig paired with a pig—what a perfect match."

Humiliated so thoroughly to his face, Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved continuously with rage. His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox, wishing he could teach the bastard before him a lesson.

If this fellow had not interfered, Tang San becoming his disciple would have been a certainty.

"Hmph. His Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. I'm the only person on the entire continent who can teach him how to cultivate. Otherwise, it would be nothing more than a useless Martial Soul."

As he said this, Yu Xiaogang wore a proud expression that did not look feigned in the slightest.

As expected, one had to deceive oneself first before deceiving others.

"Pfft~"

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Lin Mu finally could not hold back his laughter. His mocking laughter made Yu Xiaogang's face turn as red as pig liver.

"What are you laughing at? With your ignorance, how much could you possibly know about the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"

Clenching his fists tightly, Yu Xiaogang spoke with an indignant expression.

"It doesn't matter how much I know about the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. What I do know is that if he becomes your disciple, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul will definitely be ruined. With your abilities, you'll probably choose a ten-year-old bamboo Soul Ring for him."

Lin Mu sneered.

If the original story had not involved encountering the Mandala Snake, Yu Xiaogang could only have chosen his backup plan and had Tang San absorb the Soul Ring of a ten-year-old Lone Bamboo.

At that level, he still had the nerve to call himself a master.

If Tang San had not hidden his strength, the two of them would have been swallowed by the Mandala Snake long ago.

Besides, the Mandala Snake's Soul Ring was not compatible with Blue Silver Grass. Yu Xiaogang did not think so, however, and directly had Tang San absorb the Mandala Snake's Soul Ring.

There was another possibility: this had been completely intentional on Yu Xiaogang's part. After all, they could not find any other suitable Soul Ring at the time.

They had simply decided to try treating a dead horse as if it were still alive.

And the result? The powerful poison that had nearly sent Yu Xiaogang to the afterlife only gave Tang San a paralyzing effect after being absorbed.

The Mandala Snake's poison conflicted with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, making it impossible for the poison's effects to manifest.

One possessed a poison attribute, while the other possessed a Life Attribute. They were completely contradictory.

Having such a useless teacher, it was no wonder Tang San's attitude toward Yu Xiaogang changed later on.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang hesitated, wanting to argue but unable to find the words. In his view, bamboo really was more suitable for Blue Silver Grass, and with his strength, there was no need to worry about danger.

At this moment, a flicker of light passed through Tang San's eyes. He could already distinguish whom he should believe.

That old bastard had actually dared to deceive him and had even planned to make him absorb a ten-year Soul Ring. He had already earned a death sentence.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang decisively gave up arguing with Lin Mu and instead said to Tang San, "Little San, don't listen to his nonsense. A useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass can only be taught by me."

Even now, Yu Xiaogang still did not want to miss the chance to prove his theory.

Tang San did not respond, but a cold glint swept through his eyes. His right hand moved imperceptibly toward his back.