After parting ways with Su Yuntao, Luo Can and the other two strolled leisurely toward the herbal medicine shop.
Tang Ya stayed close to the two of them, leaned close to Luo Can, and whispered, "Master, that Su Yuntao is too trusting! His wife only said a few words, and he believed them all."
Luo Can chuckled softly, reached out and ruffled her hair, and said gently, " Su Yuntao is just a low-level deacon of the Spirit Hall, he doesn't have many ulterior motives. Plus, our disguise was flawless, so naturally he won't suspect anything. For the next few days, we can just wait patiently for his news. You'll see Tang San soon."
Qian Renxue, standing beside her, also put away her book, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. " Yu Xiaogang's theory is full of loopholes. It might fool a low-level Spirit Master like Su Yuntao who hasn't seen much of the world, but only that woman would treat it like a treasure. In the eyes of real researchers, his stuff is utterly worthless."
"After all, the basics of his theory are still usable, and it just happens to meet the needs of lower-level Spirit Master, so naturally some people support him." Luo Can said calmly, "But for high-level Spirit Master and those powerful forces, there are too many flaws in it, so it's basically useless."
The three chatted casually along the way and soon returned to Luo's Herb Shop.
As soon as Bai Chen saw the three return, he quickly went to greet them. He first took the empty medicine box from Luo Can's back, and then handed over another medicine box that had been packed earlier, saying, " Doctor Luo, the medicines and provisions you need for your next outreach medical mission have all been prepared."
"Thank you for your hard work." Luo Can nodded slightly, took the medicine box, and then turned and led the two of them out the door.
Bai Chen stood at the door, watching the three walk away before turning back into the shop to continue serving customers.
Night slowly enveloped Nuoding City, and the shops along the street lit their oil lamps.
Luo Can and the other two returned to the courtyard. Qian Renxue sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and looked at Luo Can, saying, "Husband, since we'll have to wait several more days with Su Yuntao, why don't we go and meet Yu Xiaogang first? It's too boring to just wait like this."
Seeing the eager look in her eyes, Luo Can couldn't help but laugh, "You're just too impatient. Alright, since we have some free time these next few days, let's go take a stroll around the vicinity of the Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy and see if we can bump into that Master Yu."
Upon hearing this, Tang Ya immediately raised her little hand and jumped up. "Master, I want to go too! I also want to see what Ancestor Tang San's teacher looks like!"
"Of course I'll take you with me," Luo Can agreed with a smile.
Tang Ya's little face instantly filled with anticipation.
After resting briefly and changing into inconspicuous casual clothes, the three headed towards the Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy in the east of the city.
The academy is located in the east of Nuoding City. The school gate is not particularly grand, but it is square and upright. Students wearing blue school uniforms are coming and going from the gate.
The guard at the school gate saw the doctor's certificate from Luo's Herb Shop pinned to Luo Can's chest, and glanced at the young Tang Ya beside him. He assumed they were there to inquire about school enrollment and let them pass without asking any further questions.
After all, Luo's Herb Shop had a good reputation in Nuoding City. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that it was a pharmacy that was particularly friendly to ordinary people and low-level Spirit Master. The prices were fair, and they often did free medical consultations, so the guards naturally wouldn't make things difficult for them.
However, the three of them did not venture into the academy rashly, but instead strolled slowly along the tree-lined path outside the academy.
Qian Renxue was still holding the book " Introduction to Continental Spirit Masters," occasionally glancing down to flip through a couple of pages. She appeared to be engrossed in reading, but in reality, her spiritual power had already been spread out, allowing her to clearly perceive the surrounding movements.
Not long after, a rather slender figure walked out from the side gate of the academy.
The man appeared to be in his forties, dressed in a long black robe. He had an ordinary appearance, but his brows carried an air of arrogant self-importance. Coupled with his signature crew cut and the Soul Grandmaster Soul Power Wave emanating from him, who else could it be but Yu Xiaogang?
He was carrying several thick theoretical books in his arms, walking hurriedly, seemingly on his way back to his residence.
"You're here." Luo Can calmly led Tang Ya, slowed their pace, and found an empty stone bench to sit on by the tree-lined path that Yu Xiaogang would inevitably walk on.
Qian Renxue immediately understood and sat down on the stone bench as well. She deliberately raised her voice a few decibels and chuckled softly as she flipped through the book in her hand, "It's really laughable. These days on this continent, you can just grab a few books from the past, cobble them together, and change the title a bit, and you'll be called a Grandmaster. It's a joke in the Soul Master World."
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach Yu Xiaogang's ears, who was not far away.
Yu Xiaogang, who had been walking briskly, stopped abruptly upon hearing this, his brows furrowing instantly.
His greatest pride in his life was his self-developed Martial Soul Theory, and now he heard that someone had become Grandmaster by plagiarism—how could he possibly tolerate this?
Of course, he didn't realize at the moment that the person they were talking about who plagiarized was himself.
"Young lady, who were you talking about? Who is this person who cobbled together a bunch of stories to gain fame and fortune?" Yu Xiaogang strode up to Qian Renxue and asked in a stern voice with a straight face.
Qian Renxue raised her eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, placed the book in her hand on the stone table, and said, "Naturally, I'm talking about Yu Xiaogang, who claims to be the number one theorist of Martial Soul Theory. His book, < The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul >, is entirely plagiarized from previous works, without a single original contribution. It's nothing more than stealing other people's achievements to fool laymen."
"Presumptuous!"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, then his face turned bright red and he flew into a rage.
His soul power fluctuated uncontrollably, and he roared with a livid face, "What do you, a mere woman, know about Martial Soul Theory! How dare you spout nonsense and slander my research findings! Believe me, one word from me and you'll be kicked out of Nuoding City!"
Qian Renxue looked up at him, a mocking smile playing on her lips, "Oh? So you're that Yu Xiaogang?"
"It is indeed me!" Yu Xiaogang proudly puffed out his chest.
Qian Renxue's disdain deepened. "Whether I'm slandering you or not, you know it in your heart."
As she spoke, she stood up, casually placing the two books side by side on the stone table, her eyes practically overflowing with sarcasm. "This book, < Introduction to Continental Spirit Masters >, was written three hundred years ago. The theories on martial soul classification and Spirit Ring compatibility in it are exactly the same as what you wrote in your book. You merely changed a few words and presented it as your own. What's the difference between this and a thief stealing?"
She spoke clearly and logically, pointing out the plagiarized parts of Yu Xiaogang's theory one by one.
From the core logic of Spirit Master advancement to cultivation advice for low-level Spirit Master, every part can be found in the exact same original text in the works of predecessors, explained clearly.
Students passing by heard the argument and gathered around to watch the spectacle, pointing and whispering at Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and then red, and he stood there speechless for a long time after being rebuked.
His theory was based on the research of his predecessors and could not withstand such a thorough and meticulous examination. For a moment, he could not find a single word to refute it and could only stare at Qian Renxue with eyes that were almost spitting fire.