Yu Xiaogang, I Have Never Seen Anyone So Brazenly Shameless!

Seeing Yu Xiaogang vomit blood.

A single word appeared in everyone's minds.

Waste!

Even Tang Hao somewhat regretted entrusting his son to Yu Xiaogang. This man truly was a waste.

He could not even bear hearing a few truths from others, yet with that kind of mindset, he still wanted to become a powerful Soul Master?

Pah!

But for Tang San's Twin Martial Souls, Tang Hao had no choice but to do this.

Sigh...

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Ye Mu's mouth is incredible. He actually talked Yu Xiaogang into vomiting blood. What a waste—he got angry even though it was the truth.

And he still wants to break through Level 30? Not in this lifetime.]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Sigh...]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: You know you were blind now?]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: What does it have to do with you? You fucking #@%￥]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Stop cursing, stop cursing. It's all my fault, curse me instead.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: So humble.]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Nonsense. She knows my identity. I'm just a weak little rookie—what if she comes over and kills me?]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Makes sense.]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: If you behave yourself, I won't touch you. After all, we share the same opportunity.]

Naturally, Bibi Dong was referring to Ye Mu's Livestream Room.

Seeing their conversation, Ye Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was better for allies to communicate properly. What was the point of all that fighting and killing?

Seeing this, the Dean of Nuoding Academy directly unsealed Yu Xiaogang's Dumb Acupoint.

He felt that he could hear plenty of exciting things today.

Hehe...

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in fury as he pointed a trembling finger at Ye Mu.

"Ye Mu! You insolent brat, how dare you speak of me like that? I am the Grandmaster!"

"Shut up!" Ye Mu shouted. "I had thought that, as a Theory Instructor, you would surely have insights to offer all Soul Masters under heaven. Who would have thought... you were merely a fraud who deceived the world and stole fame!"

"You claim that there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, yet you have been trapped at Level 29 your entire life!

"Everything you wrote was borrowed from others, and in actual combat, you could not even defeat a Ten-Year Soul Beast!

"You boast endlessly when facing commoner Soul Masters, yet cower like a mouse before a Title Douluo... and you dare call yourself the Grandmaster?!"

At that moment, ninety percent of Nuoding Academy had gathered around.

The crowd packed the area so tightly that not even water could pass through. Yu Xiaogang wanted to flee, but he had no ability to do so.

Yu Xiaogang's fingers turned white. "I... I..."

"Shut up!"

"Because of your chaotic theories, at least ten Soul Masters died after their bodies exploded. And what did you do? Instead of properly researching your theories, you kept looking for Lab Rats. Shameless!"

"And for the sake of Soul Master theory, you exploited love and deceived women. One of them was even your own blood-related sister. How dare you claim the title of Grandmaster!"

Yu Xiaogang staggered. "No... it wasn't like that... we were..."

Ye Mu pressed forward step by step. "You white-haired old fool! You grey-bearded old thief!"

"When you descend to the underworld one day, what face will you have to meet the wronged souls of those young Soul Masters? What face will you have to meet the ancestors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"

"You spent your entire life dipping your brush in other people's blood to write your own hollow reputation.

"Yu Xiaogang, I have never seen anyone so brazenly shameless!!"

"You do not deserve the title of Grandmaster either! Someone like you would have been better off dying at birth! Your existence is a great crime against the Soul Master world!"

"If the Soul Master world is filled with people like you, then such a Soul Master world deserves to be destroyed!"

"Yu Xiaogang! Do you still refuse to admit your mistakes?!"

Yu Xiaogang looked as though he had been struck by lightning. His entire body shuddered, and his face went pale as paper.

His eyes bulged wide, bloodshot from corner to corner. His mouth opened as if he wanted to refute something, yet not a single word came out...

Pfft!!!

A large mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, tracing an arc through the air.

His eyes rolled back, and with a bang, he fell stiffly onto the stone pavement, completely motionless.

In an instant, the entire square fell deathly silent.

Every student and teacher was dumbfounded.

Their eyes were wide as saucers, their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg. They looked from Yu Xiaogang lying On the Ground to Ye Mu in his flowing White Robe, not daring to even breathe loudly.

All the earlier whispers had vanished.

My god... Ye Mu's tongue was far too vicious, wasn't it?

He could actually talk someone into vomiting blood and passing out?

This... this was too ridiculous!

Tang San was completely stunned as well.

He stared fixedly at Ye Mu, his expression incomparably complex—shock, confusion... all sorts of emotions appeared on his face.

As for Yu Xiaogang, who had collapsed beside him, Tang San did not notice him at all right now. Or rather, his attention was simply not there.

Only Xiao Wu beside him curled her lips dismissively. She even stood on tiptoe to take a look at Yu Xiaogang's miserable state and muttered softly, "What poor mental fortitude."

She did not feel the slightest sympathy for Yu Xiaogang.

Ye Mu took in everyone's reactions. His expression remained unchanged. His gaze paused on Tang San and Xiao Wu for less than half a second before moving away.

He looked at no one else and neatly turned his horse around.

When the teachers and students of Nuoding Academy blocking the road saw Ye Mu riding toward them, they were even more panicked than if they had seen the Dean. They immediately scattered to both sides, swiftly clearing a broad path.

No one dared stop him. No one even dared look at him twice.

Under the fearful gazes of the silent crowd, Ye Mu departed.

Seeing Ye Mu leave, Tang Hao finally came back to his senses.

The corner of his mouth twitched. "Well, damn. His talent is pretty good, and his mouth is incredibly formidable too. This is absurd."

"Yu Xiaogang truly is a waste. He actually fainted from anger after being scolded a few times."

"Sigh... looks like I still need to act myself."

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Tsk, tsk... I never expected you to be so cultured, Ye Mu. Even your insults flow so smoothly. It sounds so satisfying.]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Impressive. This is the first time I've heard someone curse like that.]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: You know you were blind now? Let me repeat that. Ye Mu really is impressive. If Yu Xiaogang weren't a Soul Master, I feel like he would have died from that scolding.]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Your mouth is really foul.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: I feel that if a match required him to keep quiet, Ye Mu's combat power would drop by at least thirty percent.]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Not nearly that little.]

Ye Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't talk nonsense. My combat power has nothing to do with my mouth. Tang San and Yu Xiaogang just have weak little hearts. Who would have thought they could not handle being scolded once?"

"Besides, I was telling the truth, wasn't I?"

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Precisely because it was the truth, Yu Xiaogang reacted so strongly.]