Yu Xiaogang

Outside the Great Soul Arena, Yu Xiaogang stepped down from his carriage and strode inside, looking furious.

He came to the ticket counter and yelled at the staff member.

"Where's the owner of the Great Soul Arena? Call him out to see me!"

The staff member frowned at the flat-haired man before him. He'd thought this was some big shot, but one look at the fluctuations in his Soul Power showed that he was only at level twenty-nine. What was with all the bluster?

"Sorry, the Great Soul Arena was founded jointly by the Seven Great Families. There's no such position as 'owner.'"

Hearing the staff member say all this, Yu Xiaogang felt his wisdom had been insulted. As the smartest man on the continent, how could he not know how the Great Soul Arena had come about?

"You dare question me? You're impossible to reason with! Forget it. I don't want to cause you trouble today, so call out whoever's in charge of the Great Soul Arena!"

Seeing how unreasonable Yu Xiaogang was, even the most patient person would have lost their temper.

Level thirty-two Soul Power surged from the staff member. He glared at Yu Xiaogang and threatened him.

"This is your final warning. If you're not here to Soul Fight or watch a match, get out! Make trouble here, and you won't live to see the sun rise tomorrow!"

Yu Xiaogang wasn't easily intimidated. Until the real retaliation came, it was all just empty threats.

He fired back without backing down.

"You're nothing but a nobody, yet you dare to be so rude! Do you even know who you're talking to?"

The staff member didn't know who Yu Xiaogang was, of course, but he knew Yu Xiaogang was a level-twenty-nine loser.

"I don't care who you are. Make trouble at the Great Soul Arena, and you're dead!"

"Who's making trouble in my jurisdiction?"

A man with a beer belly waddled out of the Great Soul Arena. He looked at Yu Xiaogang, seemed to recognize him, and smiled.

"Xiao Li, who's making trouble?"

The staff member pointed at Yu Xiaogang.

"Supervisor Wang, it's this flat-haired man. He came in shouting that he wanted to see you. I tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen, so I had no choice but to ask him to leave. Then he got even ruder."

Supervisor Wang nodded and looked at Yu Xiaogang.

"Go on, what do you want with me?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at him, guessing he was the person in charge of the Great Soul Arena. He took out the newspaper from that day and said,

"Your Great Soul Arena published false information and slandered my work. Don't you owe me an explanation?"

Supervisor Wang glanced at the news on the paper and saw that it was about Qian Xue's Martial Soul and Soul Ring Configuration.

"You say we published false information. Do you have proof?"

"Of course I have proof. It's my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul! It states in black and white the maximum age of every Soul Ring. How could someone have a thousand-year First Soul Ring and a ten-thousand-year Third Soul Ring? Your Great Soul Arena must have fabricated it!"

Listening to Yu Xiaogang, Supervisor Wang could barely keep from laughing. Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul? It was clearly stolen from Spirit Hall, and every Soul Master on the continent knew it. At most, it could fool ordinary people who knew nothing.

There'd been plenty of people in history who had surpassed the limits written in that book. Were they all frauds too? Was he going to slander everyone whose achievements proved that the book he'd plagiarized was wrong?

Spirit Hall was just easygoing. If he'd tried this with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they would've beaten him into a human pig.

"If you say your Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls are the truth, then answer me this: were all those people in history who surpassed the limits for Soul Ring age fakes?"

Hearing Supervisor Wang say this, Yu Xiaogang was at a loss for words. As far as he knew, plenty of people in history had indeed broken those limits.

But when he'd copied Spirit Hall's materials, he hadn't thought that far ahead. So Qian Renxue might really be an exception.

But so what? Even an exception couldn't go against his theories.

"Those people in the past must have used rare heavenly treasures. Yes, that must be it."

"You just said they used rare heavenly treasures. Why couldn't Qian Xue have used them too? This matter's settled. You have two choices now: first, get out on your own; second, we'll turn you into a ball and roll you out."

Yu Xiaogang was bitterly regretful. He should've known better than to bring up rare treasures as an excuse. Wouldn't it have been better to just keep arguing irrationally?

Supervisor Wang had already ordered him to leave. Yu Xiaogang had nothing more to say, so he could only slink away.

On his way out of the Great Soul Arena, Yu Xiaogang happened to spot a flash of gold.

He narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. Wasn't that the so-called Qian Xue?

He was already looking for somewhere to vent his anger, so he followed her, ready to tear away her hypocritical mask.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue trailed behind Chen Qi with a miserable look on her face.

"Chen Qi, I don't want to go back to Spirit Hall. My travels have barely even started."

Chen Qi shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Just do as the Grand Elder says. What you've done really made him angry."

Qian Renxue regretted it so much now. Why hadn't she just enjoyed her travels? Why had she gone Soul Fighting and caused such a huge disaster?

If she hadn't had Qian Daoliu backing her, she would've died in yesterday's explosion.

"Stop right there!"

A familiar voice called from behind. To Chen Qi, it sounded just like Yu Xiaogang's voice in the Douluo Continent TV series.

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat. Thinking it was one of her fans, she quickly hid beside Chen Qi.

Seeing her like that, Chen Qi shook his head helplessly. Qian Daoliu had already handled the matter, so what was she still worried about?

"You're Yu Xiaogang, right?"

Chen Qi turned around and saw that signature flat-top haircut. He immediately recognized him as the legendary Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who had taught a disciple to become a god.

Yu Xiaogang froze. He hadn't expected this man to recognize him. It seemed his reputation had spread across the continent.

"That's right! It's me, the Grandmaster. You, Qian Xue—how do you intend to answer for spreading rumors that you have a thousand-year First Soul Ring and a ten-thousand-year Third Soul Ring?"

Qian Renxue was stunned.

Rumors?

What rumors? Wasn't it the truth?

Qian Renxue released her Soul Rings. Two dusky purple thousand-year Soul Rings and one pitch-black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring appeared beneath her.

Yu Xiaogang froze at the sight. He hadn't expected it to be real, but this completely went against convention!

Some kind of Soul Power must have changed the color of her Soul Rings!

"Hmph! You must've used a Soul Skill to change your Soul Ring colors. You won't fool me that easily, Grandmaster."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's self-important words, Qian Renxue felt as if her whole worldview had collapsed. How could anyone like this exist?

"Who are you saying is trying to fool you?"

A voice from behind made Yu Xiaogang feel as though he couldn't breathe. He turned around and nearly jumped out of his skin.

"G-Grand Elder!"

Yu Xiaogang racked his brains, unable to figure out why Qian Daoliu was here.

Wait.

Qian Xue's surname was Qian, and she had golden hair. Qian Daoliu's surname was also Qian, and he had golden hair too. That meant Qian Xue was Qian Daoliu's descendant!

Why hadn't he said so sooner? If he'd known, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't have said a word.

Seeing the flat-haired man before him, Qian Daoliu covered his nose in disgust. This was the man who had torn his once-harmonious family apart.

If not for Yu Xiaogang, his son wouldn't have died, Bibi Dong wouldn't have become a fool, and Qian Renxue would have lived a much happier life.

"Grand Elder, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Get out!!!"