[Little Witch]: "Could the Group Owner Brother be a legendary god?"
[Gentle Fire Dragon]: "Even a god wouldn't hand out opportunities for Martial Soul Evolution like cabbages! This is definitely a being beyond the gods!"
Watching the messages scroll endlessly through the group, everyone grew more and more awestruck by the mysterious group owner.
Meanwhile, in the distant Shrek Academy.
In a shabby wooden classroom, Yu Xiaogang paced back and forth in front of the students, his hands clasped behind his back.
His stiff face wore an unmistakably smug expression.
"It seems the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory I've been teaching you lately has been quite useful."
Yu Xiaogang stopped and swept his gaze over Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu, who were seated below.
"Thanks to the insights you gained from the theory, all three of you have reached the bottleneck at level thirty."
"In that case, we'll set out for the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow and hunt suitable Soul Rings for you."
At those words, Tang San and the others standing nearby widened their eyes.
Tang San gazed at Yu Xiaogang with admiration.
As expected of the Grandmaster. Simply imparting theoretical knowledge had allowed one student after another to break through.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stood at the back, slapping their thighs in regret.
If they'd known the Grandmaster's theories were so miraculous, they wouldn't have dozed off in class a few days ago.
Oscar scratched his head, looking utterly bewildered.
Tang San mulled it over in secret.
He'd clearly listened more attentively than anyone else and memorized every word. So why hadn't he gained a single insight?
Was his comprehension still lacking?
In a corner of the classroom.
Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly in her chair.
She wore a tight black leather outfit that hugged her incredibly ample chest.
Her long legs, clad in black stockings, were not only pale and slender but radiated a deadly allure.
Her stunning figure combined with her cool demeanor made her so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
Listening to Yu Xiaogang shamelessly take credit for everything, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but find it amusing.
What kind of lousy Ten Core Competencies theory was that?
She'd broken through entirely because of the group owner's generous red packet reward.
Did that fake Grandmaster have even the slightest thing to do with it?
As for choosing a Soul Ring to hunt, she would never listen to Yu Xiaogang's worthless advice.
After all the discussions in the Chat Group, she'd already seen through this man's abilities.
If she wanted to grow stronger, she had to plan her cultivation according to the top-tier theories the group owner had shared.
Bored, Zhu Zhuqing summoned the system screen and opened the Chat Group.
As soon as she entered, she saw the chat brimming with hostility.
[The Pope] and [Gentle Fire Dragon] were arguing fiercely in the group.
They were still debating who had compiled the theories in the ancient Spirit Hall texts.
Watching their fierce exchange, Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes in exasperation.
Getting into a fight over a useless man was just ridiculous.
In a dormitory at Spirit Hall Academy.
Qin Feng leaned against the soft headboard with his hands behind his head, watching the messages flicker across the screen.
Activity in the group was steadily increasing. That was a good thing.
Seeing the two women going back and forth, Qin Feng decided to add more fuel to the fire and push the atmosphere to a fever pitch.
He sat up and rapidly tapped at the virtual keyboard.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Honestly, it doesn't matter who came up with the theories."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Why don't we hear about the stories between Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and the Spirit Hall Pope—those things they'd rather not have anyone talk about?"
As soon as the message appeared, the noisy group chat fell silent for a moment.
Qin Feng didn't stop. He laid out the whole story of how Yu Xiaogang had used the Pope's feelings to access Spirit Hall's core ancient texts.
Between the lines, he painted Yu Xiaogang as a shameless, ungrateful scoundrel who took without restraint.
He went on to point out that when Spirit Hall's higher-ups had confronted them, Bibi Dong had shouldered all the blame and pressure alone, while Yu Xiaogang had simply turned on his heel and run without looking back.
After that lengthy message went out.
Everyone in the group was stunned, struck speechless by this earth-shattering revelation.
Inside the Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong sat upon the broad Pope Chair.
When she saw the words on the screen, her beautiful face instantly flushed bright red.
She sprang to her feet, her full, black-stocking-clad legs tensing with agitation.
The humiliating incident she'd buried deep in her heart for years had just been laid bare by the group owner.
Bibi Dong panicked. Forgetting all about the dignity of the Pope, she jabbed at the screen with flying fingers.
[The Pope]: "Utter nonsense! The above is nothing but a rumor. Don't believe any of this baseless talk!"
Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Seeing Bibi Dong's furious message, Qian Renxue laughed aloud on the sofa.
She twisted her slender, supple waist, her full chest trembling.
This was a God-given chance to mock her. How could she possibly let it pass?
[I Have No Mom]: "Well, well. Who would've thought that the lofty Pope was once abandoned by a useless man?"
[I Have No Mom]: "What an eye-opener."
Those two breezy, mocking lines turned into a sharp blade that plunged straight into Bibi Dong's heart.
Bibi Dong clenched the scepter in her hand, trembling with rage.
[The Pope]: "You hateful wretch!"
[The Pope]: "Just let me catch you, you... ill-mannered orphan!"
Faced with this personal attack.
Qian Renxue not only didn't get angry, she smiled even more brightly.
[I Have No Mom]: "You're right! I really don't have a mom."
Seeing that blatant provocation.
Bibi Dong felt her chest tighten with rage, as if she were about to spit blood.
She couldn't understand how someone so brazen and overbearing had ended up in the group.
She didn't even care about having a mother.
That shameless, thick-skinned attitude left Bibi Dong with no way to strike back.
Watching the farce in the group, Qin Feng's smile grew wider and wider.
If he was going to spill the beans, he might as well spill them all.
He continued typing.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Don't rush. The story isn't over yet."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "After leaving Spirit Hall, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang turned around and started dating his own cousin."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Then, after learning the truth at their wedding, he once again unleashed his talent for running away and abandoned her without mercy."
After this message went out.
The entire Chat Group fell into deathly silence.
Only a string of ellipses drifted across the screen.