Master and Disciple Split! Bibi Dong Abandoned Yu Xiaogang!

Even as Tang San questioned him, Song Ye did not stop speaking.

Song Ye continued, pointing at Yu Xiaogang and berating him:

"Setting everything else aside, Gangzi, didn't you just admit that Blue Silver Grass was the useless Martial Soul you believed it to be?"

"Didn't you say there were no useless Martial Souls? Your disciple is right here, yet you've already spoken your true thoughts?"

"What?"

"I..."

Only then did Yu Xiaogang realize that, in his haste, he had truly revealed what he thought.

The next second, Yu Xiaogang became even more wary and looked at Tang San with sheer terror on his face.

"Xiao San, no, don't listen to him. I never said that. How could I possibly call your Martial Soul a useless Martial Soul?"

"Xiao San, as your teacher, I said there are no useless..."

"Teacher!"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish his panicked words, Tang San's icy voice rang out:

"I heard you!"

"Back then, you told me that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. I believed you, which was why I became your disciple."

"But I never expected that even some random child could point out the flaws in your theories and 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 trip, I didn't want to question you, but that person was right! You only had me absorb the Datura Snake 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 were being torn apart.

The Twin Martial Souls genius he had worked so hard to recruit was the 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 too furious to speak and had no idea 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 go!!"

By now, Yu Xiaogang had long since lost his reason.

His only hope was gone, and so was his future!

If he 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 and charged at Song Ye like a madman.

Song Ye was unconcerned.

"Lashing out in shame and making a fool of yourself?"

Song Ye allowed Yu Xiaogang to rush toward him, while Bibi Dong grew increasingly disappointed at the sight.

She sighed helplessly. Watching the first love she had once adored turn into a madman, Bibi Dong could only lament it.

But protecting her son was what mattered most, and she was about to make her move.

Yet Song Ye stopped her and would not let her help.

Facing Yu Xiaogang's charge, Song Ye remained unhurried. With a simple sidestep, he easily avoided Yu Xiaogang's collision.

The next second, Song Ye was already behind Yu Xiaogang.

He said calmly:

"From the look of you, it seems you only recently recovered from poisoning."

"Could it be that you couldn't even defeat a Soul Beast when hunting a mere hundred-year Soul Ring for your disciple?"

"You... you still dare say that!!"

Yu Xiaogang was about to turn around when Song Ye suddenly 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.

In the end, Gangzi crashed onto the ground like trash, coughing up blood and looking utterly miserable.

Tang San clenched his fists, but he 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 hard to remain together.

On one hand, I've driven a wedge between them. On the other, I've shattered Mother's blind faith in his authority.

Looks like it's about time...

Song Ye looked at his mother again. She wore only disappointment and sorrow, which should have been enough.

Only then did Song Ye say coldly:

"Gangzi, if not for that madwoman Bibi Dong standing behind you, killing you today would not have been a problem!"

"But seeing you grovel like a dog, I've lost interest."

"Remember this: if anyone calls you trash again in the future, be careful. Otherwise, you might lose your life too!"

After saying that, Song Ye turned to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's lips trembled as she stared fixedly at Yu Xiaogang.

This had once been 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.

Even more helplessly, the current Yu Xiaogang no longer possessed his former ambition. He was merely a disheveled, downcast middle-aged man with an untrimmed, scraggly beard.

Even her 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 sigh.

"Perhaps I truly misjudged him."

Hearing this, Song Ye assumed that his mother no longer believed in the man and said with relief:

"Mother, see? I told you long ago that this guy is trash."

"Not just his strength—his ambition, his character, and those so-called theories are all fake..."

"Let's go. There are people backing them, so I can't push them too far."

"But after what happened today, they'll suffer a blow."

After saying that, Song Ye took Bibi Dong's soft hand.

A well-behaved child led his bewildered mother away slowly.

Countless spectators remained behind, still jeering at Yu Xiaogang.

After throwing out a few insults, they too left with mocking smiles, their laughter never ceasing as they departed.

Tang San stood where he was, staring at Yu Xiaogang with coldness and confusion. 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 to slander me!"

"My disciple, my Xiao San!"

"Xiao San, Xiao San!!"

Yu Xiaogang was in unbearable pain and hurriedly got to his feet to find Tang San.

But seeing him like this, Tang San instinctively took a step back, his eyes filled only with wariness.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang felt another sharp stab in his heart. He knew that he had completely lost his disciple's trust.

With no other choice, he could only continue boasting and shouting:

"Xiao San, why are you backing away? I'm your teacher!"

"I'm your teacher, Yu Xiaogang! I still need to guide your cultivation, Xiao San!"

"Don't believe them. They're deliberately slandering me. I truly am a master of theory!"

"Only I can nurture you!"

"Xiao San, even at worst, only I could recognize your Twin Martial Souls! Only I have a way 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 initially deceived Tang San by seeing through his Twin Martial Souls, and now he could only use the Twin Martial Souls to pull Tang San back.

As for exactly how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls, he had no idea...