Master Smashes the Scene, Gets Called an Idiot!

Yu Xiaogang sat upright in his armchair, his gaze sweeping coldly over the excited crowd around him. He then shook his head with utter disdain and let out a cold snort:

"Ignorant, uncultured rabble."

"To actually believe the absurd claim that a three-year-old child possesses a strength of one hundred thousand jin."

"The Soul Master world of the Douluo Continent stagnates precisely because of these people who don't study theory and blindly follow trends!"

Hearing his teacher's reprimand, Tang San, standing beside him, immediately and respectfully chimed in:

"My teacher is right. These people have merely been deceived by Mr. Su's exaggerated rhetoric."

"When Su Chen takes the stage later, once he tries to justify yesterday's lie about one hundred thousand jin, he will surely be riddled with flaws."

"At that time, we will have to rely on you, teacher, to step forward and expose his true colors with your profound knowledge of Martial Souls."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, quite pleased. A forced hint of arrogance appeared on his stiff face:

"Don't worry, Xiao San. Since I am here today, I will absolutely not allow such heretical theories to continue poisoning Tiandou City."

"I will let him know what an insurmountable theoretical iron law is!"

Just as the master and disciple were in perfect sync, confidently preparing to debunk the claims.

Inside the Yellow-Grade Private Room on the second floor.

Xue Qinghe, dressed in fine brocade and disguised as a man, held a cup of clear tea and watched the scene below with great interest.

"Your Highness, this inn is too chaotic. Shall I have the commoners cleared out?" a guard asked in a low voice.

"No need."

Xue Qinghe waved his hand, his gaze fixed on the back of the high platform: "It is in the marketplace that one often hears the most interesting voices."

"I am curious to see who this Mr. Su is, the one who has stirred up such a commotion in Tiandou City."

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by extremely faint footsteps, a figure in green slowly walked onto the high platform from behind the curtain.

In an instant, the entire Listening Rain Pavilion seemed to be under a spell; all the noise abruptly ceased!

Over a thousand pairs of eyes converged uniformly on the young storyteller holding a folding fan.

"Mr. Su! You've finally come out!"

"Hurry and tell us! What was that about one hundred thousand jin yesterday! I haven't slept all night, I've lost a handful of hair worrying!"

"Exactly! How can a three-year-old child swing one hundred thousand jin with one arm? It defies all logic!"

Looking at the eager, yet deeply skeptical faces in the audience.

Su Chen did not rush to speak.

He calmly walked to the long table, picked up his teacup, and moistened his throat. His gaze swept over Yu Xiaogang, who stood in the front row with his hands behind his back, lingering for only half a second before moving on.

"Slap!"

The next moment, a wooden clapper slammed onto the tabletop.

"Picking up from where we left off!"

Su Chen unfurled his folding fan with a flourish, his voice deep, instantly pulling everyone back into that vast, ancient world.

"Yesterday, we spoke of how the little milk baby from Stone Village, at three and a half years old, could carry a thousand-jin bronze cauldron with one hand and move with agility."

"It was also mentioned that the extreme state of the Blood Moving Realm allows the physical body to reach a strength of one hundred thousand jin!"

"I know, esteemed guests, that you are filled with confusion and doubt."

"You wonder how a human body can withstand such terrifying power? Wouldn't it crush the bones and burst the meridians?"

Su Chen's words struck a chord with every Soul Master present.

That's right!

Even if you were born with divine strength, your bone density and blood vessel resilience have limits!

This is an absolute iron law in Martial Soul theory!

Are the people in Perfect World made of iron?

Just as everyone pricked up their ears, ready to hear Su Chen's explanation.

Su Chen smiled slightly and then calmly explained:

"To withstand this immense strength of one hundred thousand jin, ordinary flesh and blood will naturally not suffice."

"Therefore, in Perfect World, especially in the vast Great Wilderness, in order for children's bodies to endure the terrifying power of the Blood Moving Realm in the future, they must undergo something."

At this point, Su Chen paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience before he spoke word by word:

"Medicinal baths!"

Medicinal baths?

Upon hearing these two words, many Soul Masters in the audience showed expressions of understanding.

And Yu Xiaogang, in the front row, let out a scoff without any pretense.

"I thought it was some brilliant technique, but after all that, it turns out to be just a medicinal bath."

Yu Xiaogang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and commented in a voice only those nearby could hear, yet dripping with extreme arrogance:

"Medicinal baths for body tempering are nothing new among the great clans of our Douluo Continent."

"It is nothing more than using mild, essence-nourishing herbs supplemented with a small amount of low-level soul beast blood to slowly nourish a child's meridians."

"While such methods are effective, to think one could push a physical body to one hundred thousand jin through a medicinal bath? That is simply delusional."

Tang San, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly: "Teacher is absolutely right. Medicinal baths prioritize gentleness and a gradual, step-by-step approach."

"If the medicinal potency is too fierce, a child's fragile meridians would be instantly ruptured, leading to death by explosion."

However, on the high platform, the words Su Chen spoke next were like a series of heavy bombs, shattering the theoretical superiority Yu Xiaogang had just established!

"Everyone, do not use your meager imaginations to speculate about the medicinal baths of the Great Wilderness."

"That is no gentle soak!"

"In Stone Village, every so often, the village chief sets up a massive black iron cauldron, lights a roaring fire beneath it, and boils the water inside until it is bubbling and churning!"

"And this boiling water is merely the foundation!"

As he spoke, Su Chen's folding fan pointed sharply, as if sketching that horrifying scene in the void:

"Next, the adults take the true blood of the terrifying fierce beasts they have hunted and pour it, jar by jar, into that boiling cauldron!"

"The blood is a blinding, vivid crimson, even manifesting as the phantom shadows of fierce beasts roaring and struggling within the pot!"

"Not only that, the old village chief then brings out various deadly poisons treasured by the village!"

"There are giant centipedes, several feet long and covered in barbs, a single bite of which could kill hundreds!"

"There are venomous spiders the size of water vats, their bodies multicolored and their venom capable of corroding gold and stone!"

"And there are even strange, foul-smelling old herbs with bizarre shapes, gathered from the depths of the mountains and great marshes!"

"These deadly poisons, along with the violent true blood of the fierce beasts, are all dumped into that boiling black iron cauldron to be brewed into a single pot of medicinal liquid!"

Hearing this, a collective gasp of cold air echoed throughout the Listening Rain Pavilion.

Everyone's complexion changed; many nobles even felt their stomachs churning, unable to suppress the urge to retch.

Boiling water? Deadly centipedes? Venomous spiders? Plus the violent true blood of fierce beasts???

How the hell is this a medicinal bath?

This is clearly brewing a pot of lethal poison!

"Madness! This is absolute madness!"

"To mix such things together—forget about soaking in it, wouldn't one die bleeding from all seven orifices just by catching a whiff?"

"Exactly, I doubt even the Poison Douluo would dare to bathe in that, let alone a child."

In just a few minutes, the audience below the stage had been thoroughly terrified.

Yet, Su Chen showed no intention of stopping, and his next words made everyone's scalp tingle.

"Once the medicinal liquid is brewed."

"The men of the village grab the five, six, seven, or eight-year-old children like they are mere chicks and toss them directly into that boiling black cauldron!"

"And that Little Milk Baby, only three and a half years old, was no exception; he was placed inside by the old village chief himself!"

"The children inside the cauldron are scalded until their skin tears, letting out shrill, miserable screams, but the adults outside do not soften their hearts; they press down on the lid, refusing to let them out!"

"Because only under such life-or-death torture can the divine substances contained within the fierce beast's true blood, and the 'poison-fighting-poison' power of the venomous insects, completely shatter the children's originally fragile bones and tendons, forcing the fortune of heaven and earth into their marrow to reshape an indestructible physical body!"

"This is the medicinal bath of the Great Wilderness!"

"And it is the foundation of the first step: the Blood Moving Realm!"

As Su Chen's voice fell, the entire Listening Rain Pavilion erupted once more.

Not in awe, but in sheer disbelief.

Tossing a three-year-old child into a boiling pot of toxic blood to be cooked? This is truly insane!

"Nonsense!!!"

Just as the hall was about to descend into chaos, an arrogant voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

It was Yu Xiaogang; he could no longer sit still.

He stood up abruptly, his already rigid face twitching slightly from agitation.

Following that, he clasped his hands tightly behind his back, lifted his chin, stared directly at Su Chen on the stage, and roared:

"Su Chen! You fame-seeking charlatan, there should be a limit to the stories you fabricate!"

"Boiling water with venomous insects, supplemented by violent beast blood? This is nothing but a lethal dose of poison!"

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he took large strides forward, his voice booming, attempting to ensure everyone present heard his 'flawless' theory:

"The absorption of any energy must follow the laws of compatibility and gradual progression!"

"Mixing toxins from different poisonous insects with the blood of various ferocious beasts will only result in a terrifying repulsion of energy!"

"Forget about a three-year-old child; even a Title Soul Grand Master with a formidable physical body would be torn to shreds and reduced to a pool of blood in an instant if they jumped into such a volatile, poisonous, boiling concoction!"

"Yet you keep insisting that not only did that Little Milk Baby survive, but he actually used this toxic water to reshape his physical body?"

Yu Xiaogang sneered, then immediately extended a finger to point at Su Chen, his tone absolute:

"This is utterly preposterous!"

"The logic in your story has completely collapsed!"

"You are simply insulting the very theory of martial souls!"

Following Yu Xiaogang's resounding rebuttal, the many soul masters in the hall, who had been stunned, seemed to find their backbone and began nodding in agreement.

"This gentleman is right! Opposing medicinal properties—that is common sense even a village doctor understands!"

"Boiling toxins and beast blood together isn't a medicinal bath; it's just boiling meat!"

"I knew it! How could anyone survive something like that? It turns out this Su Chen really is just making it all up!"

Beside Yu Xiaogang, Tang San wore a look of pride.

He looked at Su Chen, who appeared to be stumped on the stage, and said loudly:

"Mr. Su, before you speak, look at who is sitting in the audience!"

"This is the number one authority in the theoretical circles of our Douluo Continent, Master Yu Xiaogang!"

"In the face of my teacher's invincible theories, your riddled lies have nowhere to hide!"

The number one authority in theoretical circles?

Master Yu Xiaogang?

Listening to Tang San's proud introduction and looking at the arrogant Yu Xiaogang below, who seemed to think he had completely exposed him, Su Chen on the high platform twitched the corner of his mouth for the first time.

He paused for a moment, then lowered his head, his shoulders beginning to tremble slightly.

"Pfft..."

At first, it was just a low chuckle, but then the laughter grew louder and more unbridled.

In the end, this ethereal and stoic storyteller burst into wild laughter on the spot.

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?!" Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang frowned, feeling deeply insulted.

"What am I laughing at?"

At these words, Su Chen abruptly stopped laughing, looked up at Yu Xiaogang, and said:

"I am laughing that a piece of trash who cannot even break through to become a Soul Grand Master dares to claim his theories are invincible!"

"I am laughing that you use the riddled, child's-play common sense of a low-dimensional world to measure a true high-dimensional world!"

Su Chen's voice echoed eerily, instantly making Yu Xiaogang's eardrums ache and silencing the entire hall in an instant.

"Do you think what was being boiled in that cauldron were the ordinary poisonous insects and beast blood you are familiar with?"

Su Chen snapped his folding fan open, regained his cold demeanor, and looked down at the pale-faced Yu Xiaogang, adding word by word:

"Yu Xiaogang, do you even know what the main ingredient was—the one that had its True Thunder Blood drained dry—that the old village chief threw into that cauldron to baptize and build the foundation for that Little Milk Baby?"

"Do you even know that those little brats who grow up in the Great Wilderness, acting like human-shaped tyrannosaurs, are nothing like the weak children you perceive?"

"You must know that the main ingredient was a Primordial Remnant, and among them was a Suanni!"

"A Suanni is born with control over the thunder of the nine heavens, its body as vast as a mountain range."

"A single roar from an adult pure-blooded Suanni can shatter the firmament, summon ten thousand bolts of wild lightning, and level mountain ranges spanning a hundred thousand miles!"

"The True Thunder Blood flowing within its body contains thunder runes and destructive power of the most violent degree."

After speaking, Su Chen looked at the increasingly unsightly Yu Xiaogang with a mocking expression:

"Yu Xiaogang, you keep harping on about energy repulsion and exploding to death."

"That is because you have no idea that the humans of the Great Wilderness use this world-destroying True Thunder Blood to shatter their own fragile bones, only to use the medicinal power to regrow flesh and blood that is far more resilient!"

"They break to build; they find life through death!"

"In the Perfect World, it is a scene of such magnificence and boundless vastness!"

"Yet you use your pathetic understanding, which can't even defeat a hundred-year soul beast, to speculate on high-dimensional laws of that caliber?"

"Tell me, are you not a frog at the bottom of a well?"

"Your theories? They aren't worth a fart, you idiot!"