Yu Xiaogang's Reputation is Ruined! Tang Hao Appears, Clear Sky Douluo!

Ning Fengzhi also nodded slightly, praising:

"Indeed, 'Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of the Martial Soul' is an unbreakable truth in the soul master world. If one were to carefully scrutinize those unconventional theories of Grandmaster Yu, they truly cannot stand up to scrutiny."

With the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect having spoken, this was essentially a death sentence for the theories of Yu Xiaogang.

The gazes of the surrounding spectators toward Yu Xiaogang changed completely.

From previous awe, it turned into contempt and mockery.

So he was just a fraud who deceived the world to gain a reputation.

Yu Xiaogang's body swayed, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

If Qin Feng's mockery only made him embarrassed, then the stance taken by Ning Fengzhi and the Crown Prince had completely severed the foundation upon which he made a living in the soul master world.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning..."

Yu Xiaogang still wanted to struggle, attempting to defend himself.

Xue Qinghe, however, ignored him entirely, walking straight up to Qin Feng and bowing slightly, his attitude humble to the extreme.

"Having heard the words of Brother Qin Feng, I am deeply impressed. This so-called 'Grandmaster' title is truly undeserved by Yu Xiaogang."

"In my opinion, Brother Qin Feng is the one with true talent and learning."

As he spoke, Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he extended an olive branch:

"I wonder if Brother Qin Feng would be willing to lower yourself to serve as my theoretical tutor? I still have many doubts regarding Martial Soul cultivation and hope to receive guidance from Brother Qin Feng."

Once these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked.

Imperial Tutor to the Crown Prince?

This was a step straight to the heavens!

Qin Feng looked at the "Xue Qinghe" before him, who wore a face of sincerity, and saw through it like a mirror.

Qian Renxue, that little vixen, is acting quite convincingly.

Wants me to be a teacher?

I'm afraid it's just to get close to me.

Or perhaps she wants to pull me into the camp of Martial Soul Hall?

Regardless of the motive, since a powerful backer has delivered herself to my door, it would be a waste not to embrace it.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Since Your Highness the Crown Prince has extended such a warm invitation, would it not be ungrateful of me to refuse?"

"Good!"

Xue Qinghe was overjoyed, stepping forward to pat Qin Feng's shoulder affectionately.

"Then starting tomorrow, I shall sweep the bed and await your arrival in the palace."

The two chatted happily, completely treating the Yu Xiaogang beside them as air.

This kind of disregard was even more painful than verbal abuse.

"Good... good! Very good!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed a trembling finger at Qin Feng, then at Xue Qinghe, and finally cast a resentful look at the mocking crowd around him.

"This humiliation today, I, Yu Xiaogang, will remember it!"

"Let's go!"

Knowing that staying any longer would only invite more disgrace, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Liu Erlong glared fiercely at Qin Feng, then supported the heavily injured Tang San, leading the dejected Shrek members as they slunk away from the Great Soul Arena.

Behind them came the merciless mockery of Du Woyan:

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out, you fake Grandmaster!"

The night deepened.

Heaven Dou City was brightly lit, but the Blue Tyrant Academy, located on the outskirts of the city, was shrouded in a stifling atmosphere.

As soon as Yu Xiaogang and the others returned to the academy and stepped through the gate, they felt a terrifying, suffocating aura rushing toward them.

It was a murderous intent that seemed to come from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

In the courtyard, a tall figure stood silently in the darkness, draped in a tattered cloak that obscured his face.

Yet, the nine soul rings slowly pulsing beneath his feet appeared exceptionally glaring in the dark night.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!

A Title Douluo!

And a Title Douluo who possessed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Flender and Liu Erlong instantly activated their Martial Soul Possession, facing a formidable enemy.

"Who are you? Why do you visit Blue Tyrant Academy in the dead of night?"

The man ignored them, slowly raising his head to reveal a face weathered by time and covered in stubble.

His gaze swept past the crowd, landing on Tang San, who was covered in blood and being supported by Xiao Wu.

In that instant, the terrifying killing intent vanished without a trace, replaced by a flicker of deep tenderness and heartache.

"San."

Tang San shuddered, his eyes turning red the moment he saw that familiar face.

"Dad... Father?!"

Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others were all stunned.

Tang San's father? That blacksmith?

He was actually a Titled Douluo?!

Tang Hao strode forward, looking at his son's collapsed chest and miserable state, the fury in his eyes nearly solidifying.

"Who was it?"

His voice was low and hoarse, yet it contained a world-destroying rage.

"Who beat you into this state?!"

Tang San could no longer hold back, tears streaming from his eyes.

He recounted the events of the day, adding his own embellishments.

He spoke of how arrogant Qin Feng was, how he humiliated them, and how he injured Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

By the end, he pulled Xiao Wu to his side, his voice choking with sobs:

"Father, it wasn't just me; he laid heavy hands on Xiao Wu too! Xiao Wu is just a girl, yet he threw her off the arena like trash, nearly killing her!"

Xiao Wu cooperated by putting on a pitiful expression, her eyes welling with tears.

Tang Hao's aura erupted violently, the surrounding trees instantly pulverized into dust.

"How bold!"

"A teenager, yet so ruthless! Bullying me is one thing, but to dare touch my son and daughter-in-law!"

Although Tang Hao was shocked that someone of the same age could completely crush Tang San, his protective rage outweighed everything else.

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward at this moment, his face dark as he spoke:

"Your Excellency Clear Sky, the reason that Qin Feng is so strong is not because he is inherently that powerful."

"It is entirely because he obtained an External Soul Bone!"

"Furthermore... based on my observations, the pressure and energy fluctuations displayed by that External Soul Bone are definitely not just ten thousand years; it is highly likely to be... Hundred Thousand Year!"

As these words fell, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

Even Tang Hao, who was in the midst of his rage, froze in his tracks.

He whipped his head around to look at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes erupting with a terrifying, piercing light.

"What did you say? A Hundred Thousand Year External Soul Bone?!"

In this world, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was already a legend, and a hundred-thousand-year soul bone was a legend among legends.

Not to mention that it was the most precious, growth-type External Soul Bone!

It was a supreme treasure that even gods would covet!

Yu Xiaogang nodded firmly:

"There is no mistake. That terrifying suppressive power, which could easily snap even Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, could be nothing else but a hundred-thousand-year treasure."

Tang Hao's breathing grew heavy.

Greed flickered deep within his eyes.

If he could obtain this soul bone and graft it onto Tang San...

Then Tang San's future would be limitless! He might even surpass him and rebuild the glory of the Clear Sky Sect!

"That child has a twisted heart; possessing such a supreme treasure makes him a scourge to the soul master world."

Tang Hao's voice turned cold; he was finding a justification for his actions.

Tang San watched his father's expression and understood immediately.

Clutching his chest, he said righteously:

"Father is right. That Qin Feng is cruel and ruthless; if he is allowed to grow, he will surely bring disaster to the world."

"This soul bone is only aiding a villain in his hands; if... if it could be in our possession to use against Martial Soul Hall, that would be the righteous path."