"Why is heaven so unfair? Why does Spirit Hall keep getting favored time and time again?"
"While my Heaven Dou Empire can only be treated with cold indifference."
Xue Ye was consumed by jealousy.
The Heaven Dou Empire struggled to cultivate talent, so it could only turn its attention to technology.
But in the end, fate had handed Spirit Hall the Soul Tool technology from ten thousand years in the future.
At that moment, Xue Ye hated heaven for its unfairness and hated Xuan Zi for being useless, for failing to defeat Golden Crocodile Douluo.
If Xuan Zi had won Ye Xishui's Soul Spirit, Xue Ye could have accepted that.
As long as it didn't strengthen Spirit Hall, Xue Ye could accept it.
But of course, things had gone the opposite way.
Every good thing seemed to fall into Spirit Hall's lap.
"Send word to the Crown Prince. Since we can't stand on the shoulders of giants, we'll break through on our own."
"The Heaven Dou Empire will give its full support to every craftsman."
"Whoever can spur the empire's Soul Tool development will get whatever they ask for, whether it's money or a noble title."
Unwilling to accept defeat, Xue Ye still wanted to put in more effort and measure the Heaven Dou Empire against Spirit Hall.
Little did he know, the Crown Prince he pinned his hopes on was actually a member of Spirit Hall.
Qian Renxue scoffed at Xue Ye's order.
"Foolish!"
"Does he think developing Soul Tools is that simple?"
"Without someone from the future directly copying them, even if the Heaven Dou Empire had a hundred years, it wouldn't make any real progress."
Qian Renxue let out a cold laugh.
She paid no mind to Xue Ye's order.
What she wanted more now was to return to Spirit Hall.
With Ye Xishui's Soul Spirit in his hands, Golden Crocodile Douluo would surely bring Spirit Hall many benefits.
Qian Renxue was extremely interested in those Soul Tools capable of slaying gods.
And while she was at it, she could reunite with Qian Xunji and enjoy some time together as father and daughter.
Qian Renxue had spent years undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire.
She felt utterly lonely and empty inside.
If not for the Angel Clan's conviction, which kept her from abandoning her mission,
Qian Renxue would have wanted to go home long ago.
"Soon!"
"Just give me a little more time!"
"Everything will soon be settled."
Qian Renxue gazed toward Spirit Hall, determination flickering in her eyes.
Lately, she had increased Xue Ye's dosage.
In less than a year,
Xue Ye would be completely finished.
Then she would have the final say over everything in the Heaven Dou Empire.
The reason Qian Renxue had suddenly increased the dosage was that culprit Tang San.
Ever since learning how things ended for Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue had felt a growing sense of urgency.
That was why she had no choice but to speed up her mission.
The day she returned to Spirit Hall wasn't far off.
Meanwhile...
Yu Xiaogang looked utterly dejected.
He looked as if his mother had just died.
He kept murmuring, "Sanpao... My Sanpao!"
That's right. Yu Xiaogang had broken down because he'd lost his Martial Soul.
Yu Xiaogang had thought this wager was a sure thing.
He'd dreamed of becoming a Twin Martial Souls Soul Master overnight.
But he hadn't expected heaven to play a joke on him.
Yu Xiaogang hadn't gotten what he wanted.
Instead, he'd lost the last thing he could rely on: Luo Sanpao.
Though Yu Xiaogang often complained about his Martial Soul,
a Martial Soul was the foundation of any Soul Master.
No matter how much Yu Xiaogang disliked it, he couldn't bear to give up Luo Sanpao.
Now his Martial Soul was gone!
Yu Xiaogang had become a genuine waste, with no chance of ever turning his life around.
Before, even though Yu Xiaogang had been stuck at Soul Power Level 29, he'd at least had hope of breaking through.
But now, his Soul Power was at zero, and his Martial Soul was gone too.
Yu Xiaogang was nothing but a complete waste.
Even a middle-aged man like him couldn't help wanting to weep bitterly.
"Teacher, a bet is a bet."
"Even though you lost Luo Sanpao,"
"as long as you don't give up, we still have hope."
Tang San couldn't stand watching Yu Xiaogang bawl any longer.
Yu Xiaogang had tricked him out of two levels of Soul Power, and he hadn't complained.
Besides, honestly, Tang San thought it made little difference whether Yu Xiaogang had lost or not!
With Yu Xiaogang's meager abilities, he'd struggle to beat even a Datura Snake.
Walking down the road, he was no different from an ordinary person.
Even now, with nothing left,
Tang San didn't think it mattered.
He was still a waste either way.
"Damn Sea God Pavilion!"
"How could they have raised a useless person like Xuan Zi?"
"Are they blind over there or what?"
"How could they train someone like Xuan Zi?"
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang blamed all his resentment on Xuan Zi.
If Xuan Zi hadn't let Yu Xiaogang down,
how could he have lost Luo Sanpao?
It was all because Xuan Zi had laid a giant egg.
That was why Yu Xiaogang had ended up in this state.
Naturally, he held a grudge against Xuan Zi and the Sea God Pavilion.
Tang San looked utterly speechless.
He couldn't understand where Gangzi got the nerve to call Xuan Zi useless.
Xuan Zi's performance really was something to complain about.
But Yu Xiaogang was even more useless than Xuan Zi.
As the saying went, the pot shouldn't call the kettle black.
Yu Xiaogang mocking Xuan Zi for being useless was downright laughable.
If Yu Xiaogang knew that the Sea God Pavilion he was mocking would become the Shrek Academy of the future,
he'd probably feel his face burning with shame.
"Xiao San, from now on, I'll be counting on you."
"When you become a god, don't ever forget how I nurtured you."
Yu Xiaogang pinned his last hope on Tang San.
As long as Tang San became a god in the future and took him to the Divine Realm to enjoy the good life,
then today's losses would mean nothing.
"Don't worry, Teacher. I definitely won't forget how you nurtured me."
Tang San readily agreed.
But inwardly, he felt a trace of disdain.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't offer him any real help now.
And he still dared to talk about nurturing him? Tang San couldn't even be bothered to mock him.
If not for his pure and innocent image, which couldn't be allowed to crack,
Tang San would have kicked Yu Xiaogang to the curb long ago.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help him with anything now.
And he kept dragging him down.
If Tang San hadn't listened to Yu Xiaogang's nonsense, he wouldn't have lost two levels of Soul Power.
The thought made Tang San grit his teeth in anger.
He'd trusted Gangzi so much.
But Yu Xiaogang had betrayed his trust.
Tang San swore to himself
that the next time he placed a wager, he'd never listen to Yu Xiaogang's foolish directions again.
If Tang San had gone with his own instincts,
he might have made a fortune.
Yu Xiaogang didn't notice Tang San's resentment.
Hearing Tang San promise to honor him and take him to the Divine Realm to enjoy the good life,
Yu Xiaogang danced around with excitement.
As long as Tang San became a god, all his bitter days would be behind him.
Who would dare call him a waste then?
He'd have his divine disciple teach them a lesson.
Once he went to the Divine Realm to enjoy the good life,
everyone would envy him for raising such a fine disciple.
Just imagining the future made Yu Xiaogang feel that life was full of promise.
The gloom over losing his Martial Soul had vanished completely!
"Xiao San, keep listening to your teacher next time."
"I definitely won't misjudge things again!"
"Then I'll help you win back everything you lost, with interest."
Yu Xiaogang thumped his chest as he promised.
His tone was as confident as ever.
As though trusting Gangzi would guarantee a huge win.