Yu Xiaogang: This Is a Ten Year Solitary Bamboo! The Audience Went Wild with Laughter! (Please Keep Reading!)

[Wandering Life]

After leaving the academy, Yu Xiaogang tried to swindle people in other cities.

He used the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" to fool those great clans.

"Patriarch, although your son's Martial Soul is a pig, as long as he cultivates according to my methods, his future will be limitless!"

As a result, because most of his theories were merely theories—and many of them were wrong—the young master of that clan nearly crippled himself through cultivation.

"Beat him!

Beat this fraud to death!"

On the screen, Yu Xiaogang was pinned to the ground by a group of household guards and beaten black and blue. He even lost a front tooth.

In the end, he could only wander the streets in tattered clothes, his hair disheveled, fighting a real beggar over half a moldy steamed bun.

He huddled in a corner, staring at the theoretical notes that had been torn to pieces in his hands, his eyes filled with murky tears.

"I'm the Master... I'm the Master whose theories are invincible... Why does no one believe me... Why..."

[Two-World Comparison, the Cruel Truth!]

Left Side:

Yu Xiaogang had been lucky enough to encounter Tang San, who came with cheats of his own—the Mysterious Heaven Skill, various cultivation techniques, and hidden weapons.

Tang San's strength concealed the flaws in Yu Xiaogang's theories, allowing him to enjoy the honor of being called "Master" and receive the admiration of countless people.

Right Side:

Without Tang San as his "fig leaf," Yu Xiaogang's true colors were exposed.

He was arrogant, overestimated himself, lacked strength, and could only talk on paper.

Without the protection of others, he did not even have the ability to survive in this cruel Spirit Master World!

[Real World · Shrek Academy Rest Area]

A deathly silence fell.

Flender opened his mouth. Looking at his old brother on the Right Side of the Heavenly Screen, beaten like a dog, he wanted to say something but found his throat completely blocked.

Liu Erlong covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

In her heart, Xiaogang had been a brilliant man whose talent had simply gone unrecognized. Without Tang San, would he really have fallen so low?

And the one hit hardest was Tang San.

He had just regained consciousness, and the first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was this scene.

"So... it wasn't Teacher who made me..."

"It was me... who made Teacher?"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang beside him, who was trembling and did not dare raise his head to face the crowd. The towering edifice in his heart called "respecting one's teacher" came crashing down.

He had always believed that Master had recognized his talent and unearthed his potential.

Now, it seemed that he was nothing more than a fraud who had happened to run into a transmigrator with cheats.

"Heh... hehehe..."

Tang San let out a low laugh, filled with self-mockery and sorrow.

His father was inferior to others, his talent was inferior to others, and now even the teacher he respected most turned out to be a complete joke!

Yet the Heavenly Screen seemed to think that was not exciting enough.

Just when everyone thought Yu Xiaogang's public execution was over, the scene shifted again, cutting straight into an even deeper comparison!

[Comparison Continues!]

[On the Cultivation Philosophy of "Trash Martial Souls"!]

[Original World: Yu Xiaogang taught Tang San to attach an animal-type Spirit Ring, a Mandala Snake, to Blue Silver Grass, calling it "Mimicry Theory"!]

[Current World: Tang Shan guided a Clear Sky Sect affiliate disciple in the correct way to develop Blue Silver Grass—Life Devouring Style!]

[Original World · Soul Hunting Forest · Outer Region]

The scene shifted to that gloomy, dense Soul Hunting Forest.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was leading six-year-old Tang San through the bushes with difficulty.

Because they lacked sufficient strength, they could only linger around the outer region and did not even dare venture a little deeper.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang stopped. His eyes lit up as he pointed at a plant growing alone from a crack in the rocks ahead and spoke solemnly to Tang San:

"Xiao San, look at that."

The camera zoomed in. It was a bamboo stalk no thicker than an arm, faintly yellow in color. It looked utterly ordinary, even somewhat malnourished.

"That is a Solitary Bamboo, a plant-type soul beast.

Judging from its color and the number of joints, its cultivation should be around ten years."

With his hands behind his back, Yu Xiaogang assumed the posture of a dean lecturing students and analyzed it earnestly:

"Although the Solitary Bamboo is not particularly aggressive, it is quite resilient.

If we still cannot find a suitable soul beast before nightfall, then for safety's sake, you should absorb this Solitary Bamboo as your First Soul Ring."

"Although it is only a ten-year Spirit Ring, it can still add a bit of toughness to your Blue Silver Grass. Better than nothing."

On the screen, the young Tang San regarded Master's words as gospel. He actually nodded seriously, pulled out a dagger, and looked eager to try.

He truly seemed prepared to absorb that ten-year piece of lousy bamboo!

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!!"

In Godwind Academy's rest area, Feng Xiaotian spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk.

Laughing so hard that he slid off his chair, he clutched his stomach and pounded the ground wildly.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore!

This is killing me!

Ten years?

Solitary Bamboo?

Hahahaha!"

Feng Xiaotian pointed at the Heavenly Screen, laughing until tears streamed from his eyes.

"Is Yu Xiaogang's brain full of mush?

Tang San has Innate Full Soul Power!

Twin Martial Souls!

The theoretical limit for his First Soul Ring is over four hundred years!

And he actually wanted Tang San to absorb a ten-year bamboo stalk?!"

It was not only Feng Xiaotian. Spirit Hall Academy was laughing even harder.

"Hahahaha!

This is the so-called 'Master'?

What an eye-opener!"

Yan laughed so hard that he rocked back and forth, slapping his thigh as he mocked:

"Even a janitor from Spirit Hall who awakened a Sickle Martial Soul would not choose a ten-year Spirit Ring for their first one, right?

This is like carving a priceless jade stone as if it were worthless rubble!"

Yan had originally still been unwilling to accept his defeat to the Shrek Team.

But looking at things now, it no longer mattered whether they had won or lost.

Shrek Academy's reputation was already utterly ruined anyway.

From the students to the teachers, they were all trash!

Even the usually cold Xie Yue could not stop the corner of his mouth from twitching, his face full of disbelief.

"Using the foundation of Innate Full Soul Power to absorb a ten-year Spirit Ring?

That is like using gold to make a chamber pot. It is simply a waste beyond measure!

Was Yu Xiaogang trying to help Tang San, or destroy him?"

Even Bibi Dong, seated on the Pope's Chair, frowned tightly. A deep disappointment and contempt flashed through her eyes.

She had known Yu Xiaogang was weak, but she had never expected him to be this foolish in practical matters.

Planning a ten-year Spirit Ring for a Twin Martial Souls genius?

If this had happened in Spirit Hall, a teacher who misled students like this would have been executed long ago!

"No... it wasn't like that..."

Listening to the laughter throughout the venue, Yu Xiaogang's face turned Pig Liver Color. He gripped the railing tightly with both hands, his nails digging into his flesh.

"At the time... it was for safety!

Safety came first!

And the Solitary Bamboo's traits really were suitable for Blue Silver Grass..."

(I had matters to attend to today, so this update came late. I will try to update around midnight tomorrow. Thank you all for your support!)