It was not just the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect discussing that monumental work, the Thousand Core Competencies of Martial Soul. Every faction across the land was talking about it, including Spirit Hall.
Inside the Elder Hall, all the elders and even the worshippers had gathered around to read it. Even Qian Xunji was squatting beside his old father, earnestly flipping through a copy.
"Did Yu Xiaogang really have that kind of talent?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo set down the book he had only read halfway through and pinched the bridge of his nose as he asked.
He knew of Yu Xiaogang. He had heard that the man was friends with little Bibi Dong and had left Spirit City several years ago. He had never expected him to deliver such a huge surprise after all these years.
Everyone pricked up their ears. They were all deeply curious about the master who had written this book.
Just what sort of extraordinary person was he?
"He did have some talent, but he wasn't this impressive back then..."
Qian Xunji put down his book and recalled Yu Xiaogang's performance in those days. After thinking for quite a while, he still could not find a suitable word to describe it.
The difference between then and now was simply too great. It was as if he had become a completely different person.
Even now, he could not believe that Yu Xiaogang had written this monumental work. It was countless levels above that so-called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul from back then. The two were not even in the same league.
Besides, as far as he knew, Yu Xiaogang had spent these past few years chasing women. Where would he have found the time to write such a monumental work?
Yet no matter how unwilling he