Even as Tang San questioned him, Song Ye did not stop speaking.
Song Ye continued, pointing at Yu Xiaogang as he berated him:
"Setting aside everything else, Gangzi, didn't you just admit that Blue Silver Grass is what you consider a useless Martial Soul?"
"Didn't you say there were no useless Martial Souls? Your disciple is right here, yet you've already let your true thoughts slip out?"
"What?"
"I..."
Only then did Yu Xiaogang realize that, in his haste, he had truly revealed what he thought deep down.
The next second, Yu Xiaogang became even more wary. With a look of utter terror, he turned toward Tang San.
"Xiao San, no, don't listen to him. I never said that. How could I possibly call your Martial Soul useless?"
"Xiao San, as your teacher, I said there are no useless..."
"Teacher!"
Before Yu Xiaogang could finish his panicked words, Tang San's cold voice rang out:
"I heard it!"
"Back then, you told me that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. I believed you, so I took you as my teacher."
"But I never expected that any random child could point out the flaws in your theories and even force your true thoughts out of you."
"Could it be that even you think my Blue Silver Grass is beyond saving?"
"And regarding this soul-hunting expedition, I didn't want to question you, but that person was right! You only had me absorb the Datura Snake's Soul Ring because it had been killed."
"Perhaps I really need to consider my future path."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang felt as though his heart had been torn apart.
He had finally recruited a Twin Martial Souls genius. Tang San was his hope for proving his theories in the future.
No!
He absolutely could not let Tang San leave him. Absolutely not!
Yu Xiaogang wanted to say something, but he was so enraged that he could not speak, not knowing how to explain himself.
In the end, he completely lost control and pointed at Song Ye as he cursed again:
"You!"
"You beast! It was you who made my disciple stop trusting me!"
"You little bastard, I-I will never let you off!!"
Yu Xiaogang had long since lost his sanity.
His only hope was gone, and so was his future!
If he still could not prove himself, Tang San would sooner or later leave him for good!
Even knowing that Song Ye's mother was a Soul Saint, Yu Xiaogang could not restrain himself. Like a madman, he charged at Song Ye.
Song Ye was unconcerned.
"Are you lashing out from shame and only making a fool of yourself?"
Song Ye let Yu Xiaogang rush at him, while Bibi Dong grew ever more disappointed at the sight.
She sighed helplessly. Seeing the first love she had once adored turn into a madman, Bibi Dong could only feel a pang of sorrow.
But protecting her son was what mattered. She was about to intervene.
Yet Song Ye stopped her and would not let her help.
Facing Yu Xiaogang's charge, Song Ye remained unhurried. With a single dodge, he easily avoided Yu Xiaogang's collision.
The next second, Song Ye was already behind Yu Xiaogang.
He said calmly:
"Looking at you, it seems you only recently recovered from poisoning."
"Don't tell me you couldn't even defeat a Soul Beast while hunting a hundred-year Soul Ring for your disciple?"
"You... you still dare say that!!"
Yu Xiaogang was about to turn around, but Song Ye had already kicked out.
Having long since consumed nearly Thirty-Thousand-Year Whale Glue, dealing with a weakened Gangzi was effortless for him.
With a bang, the kick sent Yu Xiaogang flying several meters away.
In the end, Gangzi crashed onto the ground like trash, coughing up blood as he lay there in utter disgrace.
Tang San clenched his fists, but hesitated and did not step forward to help.
At this point, Song Ye glanced at Tang San and thought to himself:
With this, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang will probably find it difficult to remain on the same path.
On one hand, I'll drive them apart. On the other, I'll shatter my mother's blind faith in his authority.
Looks like it's about time...
Song Ye looked at his mother again. Seeing only disappointment and sighs on her face, he knew it was enough.
Only then did Song Ye say coldly:
"Gangzi, if it weren't for that madwoman Bibi Dong standing behind you, killing you today would not have been a problem!"
"But seeing you act like a dog, I've lost interest."
"Remember this: if anyone calls you useless again in the future, you'd better be careful, lest you lose your life too!"
After saying that, Song Ye turned to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's lips trembled slightly as she kept staring at Yu Xiaogang.
This was once the man she loved—the spirited Yu Xiaogang who had vowed to prove himself and surpass all those who came before him.
Back then, Bibi Dong had seen boundless fighting spirit and a sky full of stars in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
But many years later, when they met again, he did not recognize her, and she no longer belonged to him.
What was even more helpless was that Yu Xiaogang no longer possessed his former drive. He was merely a disheveled, down-and-out middle-aged man with an unkempt, scraggly beard.
Even her own six-year-old son could mock and ridicule him.
Bibi Dong's heart shattered...
In the end, Bibi Dong could only let out a long, mournful sigh:
"Perhaps... I really was wrong about him."
Hearing this, Song Ye thought his mother no longer believed in that man, and he finally relaxed.
"Mother, see? I told you long ago that this guy is useless."
"Not just his strength—his resolve, his character, and those so-called theories are all fake..."
"Let's go. There are people behind them, so I can't push them too far."
"But after what happened today, they will suffer a blow."
After saying that, Song Ye took Bibi Dong's delicate hand.
A well-behaved child led his bewildered mother away slowly.
Only the countless spectators remained, still mocking Yu Xiaogang.
After cursing him a few times, they too left with mocking smiles, their laughter never ceasing as they departed.
Tang San stood where he was, staring coldly and uncertainly at Yu Xiaogang. He did not know what to do either.
Yu Xiaogang's entire face had turned red:
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!!"
"This was clearly aimed at me! They clearly came here to slander me!"
"My disciple, my Xiao San!"
"Xiao San, Xiao San!!"
Yu Xiaogang was in immense pain. He hurriedly got to his feet and tried to go to Tang San.
But seeing him like this, Tang San instinctively stepped back. His eyes held nothing but vigilance.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang's heart clenched again. He knew that he had completely lost his disciple's trust.
With no other choice, he could only keep boasting, shouting over and over:
"Xiao San, why are you backing away? I'm your teacher!"
"I'm your teacher, Yu Xiaogang! I still have to guide your cultivation, Xiao San!"
"Don't believe them. They're deliberately slandering me. I really am a master of theory!"
"Only I can train you!"
"Xiao San, even at worst, only I could see that you have Twin Martial Souls! Only I know how to help your Twin Martial Souls obtain stronger Soul Rings!"
"Xiao San, you must believe me. I still have methods! I still have the ability!"
"If your second Martial Soul wants to absorb higher-level Soul Rings in the future, only I know how!!"
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have grasped his last lifeline.
In his desperation, this was the only point he could think of.
He had once relied on seeing through Tang San's Twin Martial Souls to deceive him. Now, he could only use the Twin Martial Souls to try to win Tang San back.
As for exactly how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls, he had no idea...
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