Yu Xiaogang's Gambling Addiction Struck Again

"Luo San Pao, help me bite through this Blue Silver Grass."

Under Yu Xiaogang's command, Luo San Pao began tearing at the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him. However, it had already crystallized, its hardness comparable to metal. How could Luo San Pao possibly bite through it?

"Aah!!"

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang let out a scream and cursed at Luo San Pao, "You stupid pig, watch where you're biting!"

Hearing his master's scolding, Luo San Pao's eyes filled with grievance. The Blue Silver Grass was wrapped so tightly around him that, no matter how careful he was, he was bound to bite flesh.

"Stop wasting time. You can't break free," Tang San said impatiently.

After witnessing this, Tang San felt even more contemptuous toward Yu Xiaogang. Even if his Martial Soul was a pig, he should not have cursed at it like that.

Fortunately, he had not taken that old fool as his master. Otherwise, his lifetime reputation would have been ruined by that piece of trash. It was utterly humiliating.

As the saying went, a teacher for a day was a father for life. He did not want two useless fathers at once.

Perhaps under Lin Mu's influence, Tang San had developed a trace of resentment toward Tang Hao.

After Luo San Pao bit him several times, Yu Xiaogang finally gave up and instead vented all his anger on Luo San Pao.

If his Martial Soul had not mutated into this pig-like thing, would he have become worthless?

The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the angrier he became. He viciously berated Luo San Pao, who could only feel utterly wronged in the face of his master's abuse.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's impotent rage, Lin Mu could not help but laugh inwardly.

He could not even work in unity with his own Martial Soul, yet he still had the nerve to call himself a master.

"Gangzi, even when given a chance, you're still useless."

Lin Mu picked up the Soul Tool and money pouch from the ground beside him, then sneered. "The outcome has been decided. These are ours now."

Watching his belongings get taken away, Yu Xiaogang's heart instantly turned to ashes. He had now truly lost everything.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang seemed to think of something and hurriedly shouted, "I want to bet with you again."

"You have nothing left. Why would I gamble with you?"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was already addicted, a wicked smile curled at Lin Mu's lips, though he outwardly pretended not to care.

"I still have a brother—no, two brothers. They can give me money."

Yu Xiaogang said urgently.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu immediately guessed who they were. They were probably Flender and Liu Erlong. He just had not expected that, in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Liu Erlong was merely a brother he could borrow money from.

He truly did not understand why a woman would like such trash.

"Come talk to me once you've gathered the money."

"No. We'll make the wager first. We'll bet on whether Tang San can cultivate to level thirty within six years. If he can't, you and Tang San must cooperate with my research and publicly declare yourselves my disciples. Otherwise, I'll give you ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Wisdom gleamed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. With the temptation of ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, he did not believe this guy would not be tempted.

Lin Mu had only two words for that.

"Idiot."

Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins was indeed a lot, but in six years, he would have cultivated to at least Soul Emperor rank. Would he still care about ten thousand Gold Soul Coins?

Besides, this trash was pushing his luck. It was one thing for him to target Tang San, but he even had designs on Lin Mu himself. His skin was thicker than a city wall.

Hearing Lin Mu's insult, Yu Xiaogang's old face reddened. He continued, "Then what about one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?"

In truth, Yu Xiaogang did not know whether Flender and Liu Erlong could come up with one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. But at this point, he could no longer care about that.

In his view, reaching level thirty within six years was simply impossible, especially for a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master like Tang San.

As long as he won, he would gain two genius disciples in one stroke. Lin Mu was even ready-made; without needing his guidance at all, he could still bring Yu Xiaogang plenty of prestige.

"Gangzi, give up on that idea. I'll never have anything to do with you."

Lin Mu's tone was incomparably firm, leaving no room for compromise.

Leaving aside the unequal wager, simply becoming Yu Xiaogang's disciple was absolutely impossible.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang could only back down. "Then let Tang San publicly declare that he is my disciple instead. Is that acceptable?"

"Fine. One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Sign and seal it."

Lin Mu kept an eye out to prevent Yu Xiaogang from going back on his word later. As long as he had written proof, he could go to Liu Erlong and Flender for the money.

Before long, both sides had signed and stamped the agreement.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the written agreement in Lin Mu's hand. It already bore his own fingerprint, yet he did not have a copy. For some reason, he had an uneasy feeling.

"Why is there only one copy? Where's mine?"

"One is enough," Lin Mu said, leaving no room for argument.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang instantly realized he had been tricked. But with the arrow already on the string, he had no choice but to loose it. Even for the slightest possibility, he had to take a gamble.

"Little San, this Soul Tool is for you."

Lin Mu slowly stepped forward and placed the Soul Tool in Tang San's hand.

He already had a Soul Tool of his own. Although it held less than five cubic meters, it was enough for the time being.

"Master."

Looking at the Soul Tool in his hands, Tang San was immediately overwhelmed with emotion, while a sense of guilt rose within him.

Earlier, he had been somewhat dissatisfied with his master's actions. He had not expected that his master had done all this to obtain this Storage Soul Tool for him.

Moreover, his master must have wanted to use this matter to teach him a lesson: as long as what one did was right, the process did not matter.

After imagining all this for himself, Lin Mu's status in Tang San's heart rapidly soared, even faintly surpassing Tang Hao's.

One was an irresponsible biological father, while the other was a master who wholeheartedly cared for him. Anyone would know which was better.

[Main quest completion has reached 10%. Reward: Soul Power increased by one level.]

Feeling his Soul Power break through to level forty-eight, Lin Mu's lips curled slightly upward. Compared to an inanimate object, increased strength was what truly mattered.

Lin Mu patted Tang San on the shoulder. His expression turned solemn as he said earnestly, "Little San, as long as you cultivate diligently, that will be the best repayment you can give me."

"Master, I will definitely cultivate diligently from now on and heed all your teachings."

Seeing how deeply his master cared for him, Tang San was profoundly moved. He secretly swore that he would repay his master's kindness properly in the future.

Watching this touching scene between master and disciple, Yu Xiaogang only felt like an extra, so he turned and left.

But he had not gone far before he realized something was wrong.

Lin Mu had won the Soul Tool from him in a bet, then immediately given it to Tang San. Lin Mu had taken all the credit for being the good guy.

"I've lived for decades, yet I was actually schemed against by a brat."

Only then did Yu Xiaogang realize it. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. Was this guy really only in his teens?

Lin Mu watched Yu Xiaogang's departing back with a smile on his lips. The real show was yet to come.