Great Master: I Will Definitely Return

A week later, outside Spirit City, a ten-year Soul Beast Chasing Wind Horse panted as it kicked up dust and approached the city gate.

Riding on the horse was none other than Great Master Yu Xiaogang.

After packing his luggage, Yu Xiaogang did not dare delay in the slightest. He immediately rented a fine Chasing Wind Horse from the Zhouma Firm.

Amid the mockery of the surrounding "horse-renting brats," Yu Xiaogang rode the Chasing Wind Horse through wind and dust. After seven days of arduous travel, he finally reached his destination. Before, there had been Zhao Guangyi, the War God who rode a donkey; now, there was Yu Xiaogang, the War God who rode a horse.

These seven days had truly been hard to endure! Sitting on horseback the whole time, Yu Xiaogang's fifth limb had nearly been rubbed into a needle.

Aside from his fifth limb, Yu Xiaogang's ass had also been tempered into an iron ass. How did that saying go again? Zilong was full of courage, while Master was full of iron.

At this moment, a long line had already formed outside Spirit City's gates. A large group of Soldiers were gathered at the entrance, inspecting the identities of passing pedestrians one by one.

However, Master Yu Xiaogang clearly had no habit of lining up. Who was he? He was Yu Xiaogang. And who was Yu Xiaogang? He was the renowned Martial Soul Theory Master of the entire Douluo Continent. Had Heaven not given birth to Yu Xiaogang, Martial Souls would have been like an eternal night!

After privately swelling with excitement for a while, Yu Xiaogang immediately mounted his horse again and rode the Chasing Wind Horse backward toward Spirit City's gate.

As for why he was riding backward, it was not because Yu Xiaogang wanted to show off. His fifth limb had already been rubbed sore enough, so he merely wanted to switch positions and rest a little.

Along the way, Yu Xiaogang looked at the people lining up in the long queue, and an uncontrollable sense of superiority rose in his heart.

People of such lowly status could only spend their lives obediently following other people's rules. They even had to stand in line.

Unlike himself. He had been born superior to others. Not only was he from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but he was also an honored guest of Spirit Hall, the Martial Soul Theory Master of Douluo Continent's civilization. He did not need to line up to enter the city gate!

Ignoring the gazes of those in the queue, Yu Xiaogang held his head high and slowly moved forward. However, before he could recover from his fantasy, the back of his head was immediately struck by a slap. He tumbled off the horse, and his iron ass crashed fiercely onto the ground again with a "clang."

The Guard at the city gate who had slapped Yu Xiaogang was clearly startled. His mouth hung slightly open as he stared in astonishment at the shallow pit Yu Xiaogang's fall had made in the ground.

He truly had not expected this man's ass to be so iron-hard. The Iron Ass War God was truly terrifying!

Yu Xiaogang had clearly been stunned by the slap. In particular, the gazes of a huge crowd had already fallen upon him, making Yu Xiaogang feel that his dignity had suffered an unprecedented insult.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and put on an unfathomable expression. The moment he stood there, he blocked the path of those behind him, and the entire line immediately became restless.

However, Yu Xiaogang did not care whether he had disrupted order. He merely looked indifferently at the Guard. "Who are you? Why are you stopping me from entering the city? Do you know who I am?"

"Y-you, who are you?"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's lofty manner, the Guard who had slapped him was somewhat dazed as well. The man before him did not seem to be pretending. Could he really be some important figure?

"I am Master Yu Xiaogang..."

"Never heard of you. Stop fucking blocking the way..."

The Spirit Hall Guard at the gate grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the sleeve and dragged him aside. Yu Xiaogang staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

"Y-you, what are you doing? Touching people in broad daylight is simply uncouth! How could Spirit Hall let you serve as a Guard here?"

"Who Spirit Hall assigns as a Guard is none of your concern. Get the hell to the back and line up right now."

"Y-you..."

Yu Xiaogang pointed at the Guard's nose, too furious to speak.

"What about me? Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

The Guard's expression immediately turned vicious. He had seen plenty of hooligans and scoundrels like this in his daily life. The fellow before him looked scruffy, with sunken cheeks. He did not look like a good person at all and was very likely planning to steal something in Spirit City.

"Black Panther, Martial Soul Possession!"

One white, one yellow, and two purple Soul Rings appeared behind the Guard. After his Martial Soul Possession, the Guard's body immediately swelled. His original height of 1.8 meters shot up to 1.9 meters as he looked down at Yu Xiaogang.

"I-I'll go line up right away..."

When Yu Xiaogang saw the four Soul Rings behind the Guard, he immediately turned around and headed toward the back.

As the saying went, endure for a moment and the winds would be calm; take a step back and the sea and sky would stretch endlessly. As Yu Xiaogang walked back, he was once again moved by his own broad-mindedness.

After this commotion, the line grew longer and longer. Furthermore, Spirit City was the largest city on the Douluo Continent, larger in area than Heaven Dou City and Star Luo City combined. Its population numbered over ten million, so the flow of people had always been massive.

The place where Yu Xiaogang lined up was already several hundred meters away from the city gate.

Only after the moon slowly rose did Yu Xiaogang finally arrive at the gate with a weary face.

"Please present your travel permit."

The Guard at the gate spoke with impatience when he saw Yu Xiaogang. Work was already irritating enough every day, and now he had run into such an idiot.

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. "What travel permit? Why have I never heard of it? You need a travel permit to enter Spirit City?"

"What godforsaken backwater mountain valley did you crawl out of? This policy has been in effect for months, and you fucking don't know? Without a travel permit, get the hell back where you came from."

The Guard finally could not hold back any longer and immediately cursed Yu Xiaogang out.

To be honest, he had put up with this guy for a long time.

However, Yu Xiaogang truly had a different idea in mind. He secretly concluded that it had to be because of what happened earlier. The Guard before him was making things difficult for him and deliberately refusing to let him enter.

And had the Guard not started yelling because he felt guilty? He was using this method to conceal his guilt.

Yu Xiaogang once again felt smug over his earth-shattering wisdom. He clasped his hands behind his back again, leaned close to the Guard's ear, and softly said, "You are clearly abusing your authority for personal revenge! If this matter reaches the ears of those above, I'm afraid you'll lose your position. I advise you to let me in immediately. You wouldn't want others to know..."

"Fuck your mother!"

The Guard finally could not endure it any longer. He viciously slapped Yu Xiaogang across the face twice. The two slaps were accurate and ruthless, directly leaving Yu Xiaogang stunned where he stood.

Several seconds later, Yu Xiaogang's vision went black, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. Then Yu Xiaogang's roar echoed throughout the city gate.

"You hit me! You fucking hit me! None of you people from Spirit Hall are good people. You're all fucking bastards!"

After being slapped twice by the Spirit City Guard, Yu Xiaogang saw the Spirit Hall emblem on the other man's body and could not help recalling the terror of being dominated by Qian Xunji. Almost by conditioned reflex, he hugged his head, stuck his ass high into the air, and trembled violently.

"Damn it, so he's a lunatic. He doesn't even know about travel documents, yet he fucking lined up in front of me."

The people waiting in line behind him finally saw what sort of thing he was. Weak, yet loved showing off.

"Who knows what backwater mountain valley this thing came from, daring to throw a tantrum in Spirit City."

The people behind him entered the city gate one after another, and no one paid any more attention to Yu Xiaogang, who had curled into a ball.

Only after the city gate closed did Yu Xiaogang belatedly climb up from the ground, the resentment in his eyes nearly tangible.

He definitely could not continue entering Spirit City. He had originally planned to give Bibi Dong and Spirit Hall a chance to reform themselves, but now it seemed they simply did not know how to cherish it.

Yu Xiaogang climbed shakily onto the Chasing Wind Horse and headed into the distance.

The travel money he had brought had already been spent on the road. Yu Xiaogang planned to first go to another city, find a Spirit Hall branch, collect ten Gold Soul Coins in aid, and then continue back to Nuoding Academy.

"Spirit Hall, just wait. I will definitely come back for revenge!"