Poison Path Killing Move: Ten-Turn Stinky Fart Gu!

Xiao Chenyu's mouth twitched violently.

He had not been laughing at first, but Liu Long's words paired with that expression were simply too absurd. He immediately lost it, and the others were already laughing themselves into a heap.

Only after the fart content in the air had lessened did Xiao Chenyu cautiously stick his head out and glance at Yu Xiaogang, who lay in the stairwell foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

Good.

Sure enough, calamities wrought by Heaven could still be forgiven; calamities wrought by oneself could not be escaped.

You kept blasting other people with farts every day. Now you had finally gotten a taste of what your own shit smelled like, hadn't you?

Served you right!

As for going out to help Yu Xiaogang up, not a single one of them had such a thought. In fact, since Yu Xiaogang blocked that stairway, they simply took the stairs on the other side down.

Yu Xiaogang?

Who was that? Were they that close? Don't think too highly of yourself, understand?

And the accident caused by Yu Xiaogang's breakdown this time was simply devastating. Not everyone at the Soul Master Academy was a Spirit Master, and even among the Spirit Masters, most were Spirit Scholars below level ten without even a Spirit Ring. How could they withstand Yu Xiaogang's Poison Path Killing Move, the Ten-Turn Stinky Fart Gu?

Among the unlucky people eating in the cafeteria alone, no fewer than ten could not eat for more than half a month. The moment they saw food, they thought of Gangzi's Ten-Turn Stinky Fart Gu.

Eat?

It would be good enough if they did not vomit up their bile!

As for the two unlucky bastards who did not even have names, they had been suffocated to death by a single Stinky Fart Gu from Gangzi...

That was right, they had really died.

The scene had stunk so badly that no one dared approach the area at all. By the time the stench had mostly dissipated, those two unlucky souls were already cold.

When Tang San returned to Nuoding Academy after his break and wanted to report to his teacher Yu Xiaogang, what he found was Gangzi's room, already covered in dust.

"Grandmaster?"

Director Su, whom Tang San sought out, wore an unpleasant expression. The moment that name was mentioned, he recalled the three-day biological crisis that had followed the release of the Poison Path Killing Move at Nuoding Academy.

Still, as the academy's director, he was responsible enough to tell Tang San that Yu Xiaogang had been arrested and imprisoned by an officer from Spirit Hall's Nuoding City Branch.

"What?! The evil Spirit Hall actually arrested my teacher?" Tang San was first shocked, then furious.

"His soul skill went out of control. His fart blast killed two innocent students from the academy," Director Su said gloomily.

(Tang San retracted a message)

"Damn it, how could this be?!" Tang San's face reddened like a monkey's ass.

How could those words possibly be arranged into a sentence?

What did it mean for a soul skill to go out of control and kill two students with a fart blast?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Those two students must have been on the Way of Death, which was why Teacher had killed them!

Seeing Tang San's ugly expression, Director Su assumed Tang San was worried about Yu Xiaogang. He comforted him, saying that Spirit Hall had only arrested Yu Xiaogang to confirm that he was not a Fallen Spirit Master. So long as it had not been intentional murder, Yu Xiaogang would soon be released.

After all, the two who had been blasted to death were merely children from ordinary commoner families. Their Martial Souls were weak, their Soul Power low; they had no value worth cultivating and no powerful backgrounds.

Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Even if he had been expelled from the clan, his status could not possibly be the same as that of two commoners. He would not have to pay with his life for killing two commoners.

Besides, Bibi Dong stood behind him.

That idiot blinded by love could not possibly have been unaware that Yu Xiaogang was in Nuoding City. There were only a handful of people on the entire continent whom Spirit Hall wanted to find but could not. Yu Xiaogang had never tried to conceal his whereabouts either. That idiot was probably stalking Yu Xiaogang already; how could she watch him languish in prison?

Director Su knew none of this, of course. He only knew that Yu Xiaogang had some influence behind him, so an incident like this would not be enough to ruin him.

It was helplessly unfair, and he felt injustice for those two unlucky souls.

But this was Douluo Continent. This was privilege.

Though Director Su had the urge to speak up for those two innocent students, he ultimately yielded to the brutality of reality.

Tang San had no time to care how complicated Director Su's feelings were. Hearing that his teacher was fine and would soon be released, his tense emotions eased considerably. He was still worried, but no longer frantic.

Yet after all this, his good mood vanished without a trace.

Just this break, he and Xiao Wu had become sworn siblings...

After sighing despite himself, Tang San still prepared to visit Spirit Hall's branch in Nuoding City to see whether he could get Yu Xiaogang out early. Even if he could not get him out, it would be good just to see him once. Otherwise, he would not be at ease.

Meanwhile, Chen Yumo returned to Nuoding Academy two days later than Tang San.

He had not done much during this break, since he truly did not have many people in this world with whom he was particularly close.

He had merely spent some money in Nuoding City to buy plenty of meat and daily necessities. After returning to Holy Soul Village, he went door to door, giving small gifts to the neighbors who had helped him before, repaying the kindness they had shown him.

Old Jack received the most generous gift, not because he was the village chief, but because he had helped Chen Yumo the most.

Tang San had bought gifts too, but only one, and it was for Tang Hao. The funniest part was that Tang Hao was not there, so he could not even deliver it.

In truth, Tang San had also received help from quite a few villagers in Holy Soul Village. With Tang Hao being the way he was, could Tang San really have suffered that little neglect as a child?

He claimed that the other children in Holy Soul Village would not play with him, but in reality, he himself did not fit in. He kept avoiding the others to cultivate Tang Sect techniques. It was hard to understand how he came to believe that everyone else was isolating him.

Originally, that was nothing much. Gifts were a matter of goodwill when given, not an obligation when withheld.

But everything feared comparison.

Both had been helped when they were young.

Chen Yumo, whose talent was poor and who had not become a Spirit Master, could still remember their kindness. When he came back during break, he brought them gifts from Nuoding City, and they clearly were not cheap.

But what about Tang San, who had already become a Spirit Master and even gained a Spirit Ring? So what if he had made something of himself?

He was still an ungrateful wretch!

Although the villagers did not point at Tang San's nose and disparage him, whenever he walked around the village, he could still feel their cold indifference. The main thing was that he still could not figure out why.

Unable to bear it any longer, he left Holy Soul Village early and returned to Nuoding Academy.

He made up his mind never to return again.

Tang Hao had already left anyway. Tang San neither knew whether Tang Hao would return nor wanted to endure the villagers' cold stares, so he might as well live at Nuoding Academy and cultivate in peace.

Chen Yumo, meanwhile, stayed in Holy Soul Village for two more days without worry, often receiving little game and snacks from the village's uncles and elders.

Even when he left Holy Soul Village to return to Nuoding City for school, several people saw him all the way to the village entrance.