Yu Xiaogang's Regret

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang looked like a dog that had spotted shit.

Of course, that comparison was not quite accurate.

Because Yin Chuan was not shit.

And Yu Xiaogang really was a dog...

"Yeah, Yin Chuan, do you know him?"

Flender looked somewhat suspicious.

Yu Xiaogang knew Yin Chuan?

Really?

It was not that he looked down on Yu Xiaogang, but with Yu Xiaogang's circumstances and character, did he really have a way to get acquainted with a prodigy like Yin Chuan?

"More than acquainted. Ahem, he used to be my colleague. The two of us had quite a good relationship."

"Does he have a nephew named Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang coughed lightly and brought up Tang San to prove the credibility of his words.

He had never expected the uncle-nephew pair Yin Chuan and Tang San to be here.

He had searched everywhere without finding them, only to get them without any effort!

"Yes, yes, he does have a nephew named Tang San. He's a monster among monsters—only twelve years old, yet already level 35!"

Flender immediately chimed in.

It seemed Yu Xiaogang really did know Tang San and Yin Chuan.

His heart settled.

Knowing each other was good. There would be no barriers when they worked together in the future.

With Yin Chuan and Yu Xiaogang, one scholarly and one martial, complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, they would surely take Shrek Academy to new heights.

"Level 35?!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice trembled in shock.

How old was Tang San?

They had not seen each other for only two and a half years, yet Tang San's cultivation had already surpassed his?

This was bad... bad...

As Yu Xiaogang stared in shock, his heart twisted painfully.

Tang San's cultivation was already higher than his. It would be incredibly difficult to take Tang San as his disciple now!

What should he do?

Sweat poured from Yu Xiaogang's forehead in his panic.

But he still forced himself to calm down first.

"Tang San used to be my student."

"I never expected that after two years apart, he would have improved so much. My painstaking efforts were not in vain."

Yu Xiaogang forced out a smile.

"What?"

"No wonder Tang San is so outstanding. So he was your prized disciple, Xiao Gang."

The moment Flender heard that, he immediately began flattering him.

"Sigh..."

"Tang San's achievements today are all due to himself. They have little to do with me as his teacher."

That was actually the truth.

Yet his tone inexplicably invited imagination.

Flender misunderstood him.

"Xiao Gang, stop being so modest."

"You are the Corner of Wisdom among our Golden Iron Triangle. When it comes to theory, who can compare to you?"

"Since Tang San is so exceptional, it must be your masterpiece!"

Perhaps because Flender occupied the subordinate position in their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, he could absolutely be considered Yu Xiaogang's biggest flatterer.

The barrage of praise left Yu Xiaogang feeling elated.

"By the way, what level is Yin Chuan now?"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly thought of something and asked cautiously.

Two and a half years ago,

he had been knocked unconscious after punishing Tang San by making him stand. When he woke up, the uncle-nephew pair Yin Chuan and Tang San had already left in grand fashion.

During the time they had not met, Tang San's cultivation rising to level 35 had already far exceeded his expectations.

Then what about Yin Chuan?

Back then, Yin Chuan had already been a five-ring Soul King, with cultivation even higher than Dean of Nuoding's. He could not have remained stagnant for the past two and a half years.

Flender had even said that he and Zhao Wuji together were no match for Yin Chuan. What kind of height was that?

Yu Xiaogang found it hard to imagine.

"Yin Chuan? Level 68, a Soul Emperor."

"But he isn't an ordinary Soul Emperor. He possesses a domain, and his combat power is extraordinarily formidable. Even Zhao Wuji and I together are no match for him."

Whenever Yin Chuan was mentioned, Flender felt both awed and emotional.

What an inhuman being!

Yin Chuan's cultivation might be lower than his, but Yin Chuan was young. A person like that would definitely become a Titled Douluo in the future.

They were simply not the same kind of people.

"Level 68?!"

That astronomical number left Yu Xiaogang's mind buzzing.

A Soul Emperor?

And close to becoming a Soul Sage...

How could he be advancing so quickly?!

Yu Xiaogang's ears rang as he struggled to believe it.

Too fast!

Five years ago, Yin Chuan had been a four-ring Soul Ancestor. Now he was nearly a Soul Sage. Twenty levels in five years?

Was he really human?

How was Yu Xiaogang supposed to take Yin Chuan as his disciple now?!

The joy of recovering what he had lost was instantly replaced by panic—the panic of watching something he had considered his for the taking drift farther and farther away.

"Flender, do you know how old Yin Chuan is?"

Yu Xiaogang asked Flender in a daze.

"He looks very young..."

"In his twenties?"

"To reach level 68 in his twenties, he might very well break Clear Sky Douluo's record as the youngest Titled Douluo!"

Flender stroked his chin, sighing again.

Just look at him.

Nearly a Soul Sage in his twenties. Perhaps even Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao had been no more than that back then.

Although he had not tested Yin Chuan's bone age, Flender had a rough estimate in mind.

Yin Chuan looked far too young and could not possibly be over thirty. This was also the main reason Ning Rongrong had taken an interest in him.

"In his twenties?"

"Heh. What if I told you he's only eighteen?"

Yu Xiaogang gave a miserable laugh.

Eighteen years old, level 68!

He had missed out on a fortune!

If he had taken Yin Chuan and Tang San as disciples five years ago, how wonderful would that have been!

He would already have two such outstanding disciples now.

"What?! Are you sure?"

Flender was startled as well.

He thought Yin Chuan looked young, but he had not dared guess too low. Flender had thought that being in his twenties was already the limit.

Yet unexpectedly...

Gangzi had dealt him a crushing blow.

"I'm sure."

"More than sure. Five years ago, I saw his information sheet."

"Twelve years old, a Soul Ancestor!"

"Is it strange for him to become a Soul Emperor at eighteen? He was a Soul Ancestor at twelve."

Yu Xiaogang's regret made his heart ache.

Had he known earlier,

he should have launched an all-out offensive back then and won Yin Chuan over!

Had he known earlier, he would have come to find Flender then,

and brought Flender along to win Yin Chuan over.

He could even have gone to find Liu Erlong and had their Golden Iron Triangle win Yin Chuan over together!

Now, it was too late to say anything...

"That can't be possible, can it?"

"A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor would have caused a sensation across the continent. No matter how one looked at it, he couldn't possibly be an unknown nobody!"

Flender still could not believe it.

If what Yu Xiaogang said was true, then why had he never heard of someone like Yin Chuan before?

"Being too outstanding is not necessarily a good thing."

"Back then, I wasn't the only one who saw Yin Chuan's information sheet. But other than me, no one believed that a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor truly existed."

"On top of that, Yin Chuan looks very mature. Even the dean of Nuoding Academy thought Yin Chuan had a habit of pretending to be young."

"Perhaps part of the reason he was not well known was because of that."

"Or perhaps he kept a low profile and did not like showing off in front of others."

Yu Xiaogang smiled bitterly again and again. The more he spoke, the more it hurt.

Once, a genius student had stood right before him, yet he had failed to cherish him properly. Only after losing him did he regret it beyond measure!

If Heaven could give him one chance to start over...

"Uh."

Flender fell silent.

A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor—who would believe that?

Yu Xiaogang had actually believed it.

"Today is Yin Chuan's first class after the start of term."

"Xiao Gang, why don't we go sit in and listen? We can see what unique insights that monster has."

Flender suggested.

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, his interest in Yin Chuan had been thoroughly piqued.

"Alright!"

"Perfect. We can see how a genius thinks. If I can learn even a little..."

Yu Xiaogang could not help but let his imagination run wild.

If he could secretly learn a few tricks,

then publish them afterward, his reputation as a master would surely become even more resounding!