Gangzi: Want to Eat Fart?

"Huabin, go get something to eat first. I need to have a word with your junior brother..."

Yu Xiaogang was preparing to begin taming his new disciple and naturally had little time to spare for Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin felt incredibly stifled, but upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, he resolutely turned and left.

He simply could not swallow this insult; he had already decided to seek his mother's help later to teach that mongrel Dai Yuhao a proper lesson.

A servant should know his place—how dare he bite the hand that feeds him?

He truly deserved to die!

Dai Huabin had only taken a few steps when a voice suddenly reached his ears:

"Huabin, this master knows you are unconvinced. Taking Dai Yuhao as a disciple is merely to find you an opponent and temper your character; after all, you are the disciple I, Yu Xiaogang, love the most."

"You must never tell anyone what I have told you..."

As the words fell, Dai Huabin's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. He turned around and looked at Yu Xiaogang with an expression of disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang smiled at the corner of his mouth, ignoring him, and simply crouched before Dai Yuhao, muttering something in a very faint voice.

Dai Huabin's heart was in turmoil. He had once heard his mother speak of this.

This technique was called Voice Projection, and only those with profound soul power could use it.

Dai Huabin immediately understood. No wonder his teacher had taken this little mongrel as a disciple—it was all for his own sake!

Thinking of this, he immediately shot Yu Xiaogang a look that said he understood perfectly.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had no intention of responding, Dai Huabin, his mood now eased, left the area.

He finally had the appetite to go eat.

After Dai Huabin left, Yu Xiaogang looked at the child named "Dai Yuhao" before him, his faint voice carrying a trace of imperceptible amusement:

"Yuhao, do you know why this master chose to take you as a disciple?"

Dai Yuhao's fearful eyes held a trace of doubt; he was indeed curious about this question, but he ultimately did not reply.

Yu Xiaogang sighed softly, placed a hand on his shoulder, and patted it, saying in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Because the reason this master came to the Star Luo Empire is you!"

"To tell you the truth, this master is actually a god from the God Realm reincarnated with my memories intact. It is Heaven's will that you become my disciple..."

Dai Zhongxian: Don't think I'm easy to fool just because I'm young.

Dai Yuhao certainly did not believe it; if he were to believe that, he would have lived in vain.

Even so, he deliberated before asking: "Then let me ask you, who is the founder of the Tang Sect? What god did he eventually become? And what kind of person was he?"

The reason Dai Yuhao asked this was that he was afraid of angering Yu Xiaogang again.

He had not offended the man back in Star Luo City, yet he had been treated this way; if he were to be nitpicked over his words, what would happen then?

Dai Hao was not here now; no one could save him.

Yu Xiaogang knew he was forcing this apprenticeship. If he didn't pull out some heavy artillery, this person—suspected to be a Child of Destiny—would never truly submit.

So, he simply exposed his "true" identity, albeit with a slightly altered narrative.

"The founder of the Tang Sect?"

Yu Xiaogang sneered. If he couldn't even handle a question about his own grand-disciple, he might as well stop trying to recruit a Child of Destiny and go back to the God Realm to surrender...

"The founder of the Tang Sect is named Tang San, holder of the dual god positions of Sea God and Asura."

"As for what kind of person he is?"

Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment, seemingly searching for the right adjectives.

"This Tang San is unfilial and disloyal, especially prone to forgetting his roots. This is doubly true regarding his mentor—the Grandmaster from ten thousand years ago who raised eight gods."

"Despite holding dual god positions, he left his teacher and his teacher's wife to die of old age in the lower realm. He is nothing but a petty man..."

When it came to badmouthing Tang San, Yu Xiaogang could go on for three days and three nights, and the more he spoke, the more spirited he became...

Dai Yuhao stood to the side, stunned. How much did this San Pao Douluo hate the Sea God!

One had to know that Huo Yun'er had told him stories of the Tang Sect since he was a child.

Especially the stories of the Tang Sect's founder, the Sea God, and how the Sea God defeated the evil Martial Soul Hall to save the common people of the continent.

Therefore, the person Dai Yuhao respected most was the Sea God Tang San.

Yet this man was speaking ill of his idol, trying to shatter the filter through which he viewed the Sea God.

Dai Yuhao could not endure it at all, his voice rising significantly: "You're full of it! Lord Sea God is not like what you say!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression instantly turned grave, as if he were ready to strike at any moment.

The moment the words left his mouth, Dai Yuhao regretted it.

What had just happened? He had actually stood up to a Title Douluo for the sake of a stranger...

Wasn't this just asking for death?

Dai Yuhao's face turned deathly pale, his mouth opening as if to add a few words of apology, but he knew... it was already too late.

However, the thunderous rage he had imagined did not descend.

Yu Xiaogang ignored him, locking his gaze firmly onto the sky with an incredibly grave expression. "Damn it, they caught up so fast!"

"No... perhaps it is just a routine patrol..."

Clinging to a shred of wishful thinking, Yu Xiaogang decided to wait and see; perhaps it really was just a patrol.

Suddenly, the sky above, which had been clear for ten thousand miles just a second ago, became overcast with dark clouds.

Dense, black clouds gathered from all directions, shrouding the entire sky completely, with countless bolts of lightning flickering within them.

"What on earth is Tang San doing! Wasn't he supposed to help me cover my tracks? Why would he attract the Celestial Hunters..." Muttering to himself, Yu Xiaogang immediately braced for battle.

Routine patrol, my foot!

This formation was clearly meant to capture him!

"Fart God! You dare to sneak into the lower realm; we are under orders to apprehend you. Do you have any objections?"

A majestic voice, audible only to Yu Xiaogang, descended from above.

"Objections? This Grandmaster certainly has objections." Yu Xiaogang decided not to hide anymore and flew directly toward the sky.

Since he had already been exposed, evasion would no longer solve the problem; for now, he could only try to bluff his way through...

After flying upward for an unknown distance, Yu Xiaogang finally saw dozens of majestic Celestial Hunters, and... a Divine Official?

"Audacious Fart God! You actually dared to ambush this deity; let's see how I teach you a lesson!"

The one who spoke was none other than the Divine Official who had been knocked unconscious by Yu Xiaogang's three farts earlier.

"What? Do you want to taste this Fart God's farts again?" Seeing this familiar Divine Official, Yu Xiaogang quickly regained the momentum of a Third-Class God and mocked him.

Seeing this, the Divine Official subconsciously covered his nose and mouth with his hand, preparing to dodge the farts that could erupt at any moment.

He recalled his encounter in the teleportation tunnel, the yellow-purple shockwave, and that suffocating stench...

The Divine Official dared not go himself, so he simply pointed at a random Celestial Hunter. "You, go and take down the Fart God!"

"Ah? Me?"

The chosen Celestial Hunter's face was instantly filled with distress.

In the entire God Realm...

Everyone knew that the one person you absolutely could not provoke was that Fart God, Yu Xiaogang.

He was the teacher of Lord Sea God, and the gods had to give the Sea God some face... but the most important point was that no one wanted to smell someone else's farts...

"That's right, you!" The Divine Official's voice carried a hint of arrogance.

Ever since he was taken away by the God King of Destruction, he had become one of the God King's men; although he was still just a Divine Official for the time being, this sense of superiority had already taken root.