Reckless Words Insult Me? I Have No Use for Your Theory

Nuoding Academy, office.

The calm confidence on Yu Xiaogang's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a frown and eyes full of shock and confusion.

He even wondered if he had misheard.

After all, he had researched Martial Soul theory for decades and was unmatched in the field of Soul Master theory.

Now, he had taken the initiative to accept a disciple and was willing to impart everything he had learned in his life.

For a boy of ordinary birth, such an opportunity was nothing short of reaching the heavens in a single step.

How many Soul Masters had fought tooth and nail to enter his tutelage, only to fail?

Yet Lin Mo had rejected him outright?

"Lin Mo, do you know what you're saying?" Yu Xiaogang's tone immediately darkened, carrying a trace of anger he found difficult to suppress.

"I've read your records. Your Innate Soul Power is level three, so you are by no means among the gifted. Even if your Martial Soul is somewhat unusual, without proper guidance, cultivating alone will surely lead you astray and make you miss the best period for growth!"

"Taking me as your master is your best choice, and the only shortcut available to you!" Yu Xiaogang spoke coldly, studying him while still "advising" him.

I'm honoring you by choosing you as my disciple. Don't fail to appreciate my favor!

Don't think you can haggle and raise your price in front of me just because your Martial Soul is special!

Wouldn't I know whether you have talent or not?

If you truly possessed heaven-defying talent, why would you be stuck in such a small place?

Lin Mo slowly rose to his feet, standing as straight as a pine as he calmly met Yu Xiaogang's gaze without the slightest attempt to avoid it.

"I know exactly what I'm saying. There's no need for Teacher to emphasize it. I've studied Soul Master theory too, so there's no need to specifically take a master for it."

"My Martial Soul is unique and does not fit the Martial Soul theory system you have spent your life researching. You cannot offer me targeted guidance; instead, it would only waste both our time."

"The so-called 'Soul Master theory' you study does not apply to me." Lin Mo's tone was frank and direct.

His meaning was obvious.

I have no use for your stuff, and it can't help me either!

"What did you say?!" Yu Xiaogang slammed his palm on the desk and shot to his feet in fury.

"Being self-righteous is one thing, but you dare slander my Martial Soul theory system with such wild claims? Who do you think you are? What the hell do you know about Soul Master theory, to dare spout such nonsense in front of me..." Yu Xiaogang glared at him furiously.

That was all he had left.

It was one thing for others to mock him, but even a brat dared to act so outrageously!

He had spent his entire life studying the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul. Never had a Soul Master dared claim their Martial Soul was unsuitable for his theory.

Yet this guy before him dared humiliate him like this!

Yu Xiaogang clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve, his nails nearly digging into his palm as his knuckles turned white.

"Taking a master has always been a matter of mutual willingness. I'm unwilling now, yet Teacher turns hostile and repeats himself. You are unworthy of being a teacher."

"Shut up! How dare you!"

Yu Xiaogang wanted nothing more than to grab him by the collar and strike him, but constrained by his status as a teacher, he could only force down his rage.

"Fine! So it's mutual willingness! I kindly tried to show you the way, yet you bite back and call me unworthy of being a teacher?!"

"Fine, fine, fine. Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together!"

"Since that is the case, I'd like to see just how bright your future path can be!" Yu Xiaogang stared at him with blazing eyes, speaking through clenched teeth.

"You chose this road yourself. If you encounter difficulties in the future, don't regret today's decision!" Bloodshot veins showed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and his words carried a clear threat.

"I never regret my decisions," Lin Mo said in a low voice.

Without the slightest reluctance, he turned and walked out of the office, his back resolute as he never looked back.

Inside the office.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the tightly shut door, gripping his teacup until his fingers turned pale before suddenly bringing it down hard.

Bang

The teacup shattered on the spot, fragments and boiling water splashing across the floor.

Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved violently with rage, and a vicious glint flashed through his eyes.

You little bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this!

One day—no, very soon—I'll make you kneel before me and beg!

After leaving the office, Lin Mo did not waste a moment and headed straight back to the student dormitory.

After offending Yu Xiaogang, did he still intend to stay at Nuoding Soul Master Academy?

The answer was no. He would not stay.

As for Soul Master theory, he possessed a developmental direction far beyond this era.

The original owner of this body had already learned most of the basic knowledge concerning Soul Beasts.

Anything deeper was knowledge this shabby little place could not teach in the first place.

Now that his cultivation had reached level ten, staying here any longer would only invite trouble sooner or later, given the extreme personality Yu Xiaogang had displayed.

Rather than remain here and suffer his malicious retaliation, it was better to leave first. The outside world was far broader.

Student dormitory.

"Hey, Brother Lin, what did Teacher Yu want with you?"

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, I heard you're about to soar. Remember to look after us when the time comes—we're dorm brothers, after all."

"Brother Lin, did the Master call you over to take you as his disciple? That's great. You won't have to worry about future Soul Rings; the Master will handle everything for you. Why can't I have such good luck?"

Lin Mo looked at the seven- or eight-year-old boys of all shapes and sizes, listening to their envy-filled words.

"You want that kind of good luck?" Lin Mo asked.

"I'd love to, but the Master would have to think I'm worth taking. With my half-baked cultivation, I'd be thanking my ancestors if I could become a three-ring Soul Elder in the future."

Hearing their howls and wails, Lin Mo could not help but smile.

Honestly, if Yu Xiaogang had not come looking for him, he had planned to stay at this Soul Master Academy for a few more days.

Lin Mo simply packed the few clothes he owned and a basic cultivation manual. After counting the dozen or so copper coins in his pocket, he bundled his meager belongings into a small pack.

"Brother Lin, what are you packing for?"

"Hey, Brother Lin's Soul Power has reached level ten. All he lacks is a Soul Ring. He's definitely packing to go hunt Soul Beasts with the Master and attach a Soul Ring."

"Attach a Soul Ring? Wow, doesn't that mean Brother Lin will soon become a real 'Soul Master'?"

Their eyes lit up.

Their explanation made Lin Mo laugh in exasperation.

People always climbed upward, and naturally there would be scholars to argue on their behalf.

He did not bother explaining further. He was not close with these people anyway.

Now that his Soul Power had broken through level ten and his Martial Soul had completed its second awakening, Nuoding Academy's basic instruction was of no use to him. There was no benefit in lingering; heading to the Soul Beast Forest to obtain his first Soul Ring and become a Soul Master was the proper path.

Afterward, as a Soul Master, he could also collect a stipend from Spirit Hall, so he would not have to worry about daily living expenses.

"By the way, it seems recruitment will begin in a few days. I wonder whether there'll be any pretty girls among this year's new students."

"Damn it, you beast! They're only six when they enroll, you, you, you..."

"What did I say? Isn't liking pretty girls only natural?"

Lin Mo's hands paused slightly as he packed.

Was it already time for enrollment again?

If he was not mistaken, Tang San should be among this year's new students.

Besides him, there was also a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Xiao Wu.

At this stage, Tang Hao might still be wallowing in despair and might not have come along. Xiao Wu's identity should not have been exposed yet.

A strange glint flashed through Lin Mo's eyes.