Shocking! Sweeping Grandpa's Level Far Outstrips the Theory Master's

[Is Jade Not Jade: Yes, yes, and Xiao Gang works very hard too. For his theories, he has put in hardships beyond what ordinary people could imagine!]

Liu Erlong immediately chimed in. Her defense was more emotional and more direct.

Li Yifei looked at the two messages that had appeared almost simultaneously, his heart utterly unmoved.

Oh, hard work.

That was the cheapest praise for losers.

[Li Yifei: Oh? Then do you know his core philosophy?]

He continued steering the conversation, like a patient hunter leading his prey step by step into a logical trap of his own making.

[Bibi Dong: There are no worthless Martial Souls, only worthless Soul Masters.]

[Is Jade Not Jade: There are no worthless Martial Souls, only worthless Soul Masters!]

The two spoke in unison again, as though declaring an irrefutable truth.

This phrase, revered as sacred doctrine by countless Soul Masters across the continent, radiated strength through their thoughts.

Yet in the next second, Li Yifei's casual remark shattered that sense of power into dust.

[Li Yifei: Then you shouldn't have any objections if I call Yu Xiaogang worthless, right?]

The Chat Group fell deathly silent.

Inside Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet. Her luxurious Pope Robe billowed without wind as a terrifying killing intent leaked out uncontrollably.

At Blue Tyrant Academy, Liu Erlong crushed the teacup in her hand with a sharp crack. Scalding tea splashed across the back of her hand, but she felt nothing.

His words had stunned them senseless.

Before they could refute him, Li Yifei's follow-up arrived.

[Li Yifei: After all, there are no worthless Martial Souls. If he can't break through Level 29, it's purely because he's worthless.]

The logic was clear, and the evidence conclusive.

He had used the very "truth" they had just been defending.

At that moment, the theory they took such pride in became the sharpest dagger, held in Li Yifei's hand and thrust precisely into Yu Xiaogang's heart, piercing straight through their defense as well.

The impact was far deadlier than any insult or disparagement.

In the silent Chat Group, a playful voice carrying a hint of innocent confusion broke the awkwardness.

[World's Number One Princess: Wait! That so-called Master can't break through Level 29? Seriously?]

Ning Rongrong's words were filled with "pure" shock, as if she had completely forgotten what she herself had just said.

[World's Number One Princess: Level 29? That's even lower than Butler Fu, who sweeps at my house! Butler Fu is already Level 31!]

Her words seemed completely free of malice, yet they inflicted damage even more terrifying than malice could.

They instantly dragged a deified "Theory Master" back into reality and publicly executed him by the cruelest measure of strength.

[Little Fox Demon: Pfft~ In that case... he really does seem... kind of worthless.]

Hu Liena could not hold back anymore. She had never understood why her teacher defended that man.

[Ghost Cat: ...Impossible to refute.]

Zhu Zhuqing's assessment was concise.

[A Little Goose: My grandfather also says that practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.]

Dugu Yan immediately took Li Yifei's side. She was now his most loyal supporter.

The young girls' discussion was like a series of resounding slaps across Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong's faces.

They wanted to argue, only to find that they had no way to begin.

Because Li Yifei had already blocked every path.

[Li Yifei: This is the core of his theory. You can't refute it, can you?]

His final message was calm and indifferent, yet it carried the judgment of something that would end everything.

Within Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong slowly sat back on her throne. The killing intent surrounding her vanished without a trace, replaced by exhaustion and emptiness that came from the depths of her soul.

She had lost.

In terms of logic, this man had completely crushed her.

She suddenly understood why Li Yifei had called her the Blind Douluo.

Because she truly had been blind before.

Just as Bibi Dong's worldview was on the verge of collapse, another unyielding thought, carrying a touch of lonely courage, rang out in the Chat Group.

[Is Jade Not Jade: That's because... that's because Xiao Gang put all his energy into theoretical research! To perfect his theories, he sacrificed the time he could have spent cultivating!]

Liu Erlong's voice trembled slightly. This was the only, and final, defense she could think of.

Like a drowning person, she clung desperately to this lifeline called "hard work."

Those words also brought a faint glimmer back into Bibi Dong's unfocused eyes.

Right.

That was how it was.

It was not that he was unwilling to cultivate. He had abandoned his personal future for a greater cause, to point the way forward for Soul Masters across the entire continent.

He was great.

He was selfless.

Yet this psychological defense she had just built for herself was as fragile as paper before Li Yifei's next words.

[Li Yifei: Oh? Then what about the Other Theoretical Researchers?]

[Li Yifei: Among all the Scholars across the continent researching Martial Souls, how many have remained stuck at Level 29 their entire lives like him?]

Li Yifei's question contained no emotion. He was merely stating a cold fact.

The question was like a heavy hammer smashing viciously into Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong's chests.

That was right.

What about the other researchers?

Spirit Hall itself supported a vast theoretical research division. Although its Scholars could not compare in strength to combat Soul Masters, many had reached the realms of Soul Ancestor and Soul King.

Even among Great Families with long legacies, the Elders responsible for organizing ancient texts and studying Martial Soul traits were by no means merely Soul Grandmasters.

Why was he the only one so exceptional?

After a brief silence in the Chat Group, Hu Liena's thought drifted out softly.

[Little Fox Demon: Theoretical Class Teachers at our Spirit Hall Academy are at worst Soul Emperors... They might not be good at fighting, but their Soul Power Levels are the real thing.]

Her message seemed like an innocent statement of fact.

Yet every word was like a needle, puncturing Liu Erlong's fragile defense.

[World's Number One Princess: Exactly, exactly! Grandpa Qin, who manages the Library Pavilion in our sect, is already a Level 67 Soul Emperor! He even said that reading every day delayed his cultivation. Otherwise, he would have long since been able to challenge the Soul Saint realm.]

Ning Rongrong immediately followed up, her tone full of innocent comparison.

The result of the "delayed cultivation" she spoke of was a Level 67 Soul Emperor.

The result of Yu Xiaogang's "delayed cultivation" was a Level 29 Soul Grandmaster.

The comparison was too cruel, and too real.

[A Little Goose: Brother Yifei is right... My grandfather also knows several Scholars who specialize in researching Poisonous Creatures and Plant Martial Souls. They spend all year in dangerous places for their experiments, but even the weakest among them are Soul Kings.]

Dugu Yan took Li Yifei's side without hesitation.