Master, Do You Still Recognize It

In an instant, everyone's gaze turned toward Tuoba Xuan with curiosity.

Even Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan were left in the dark.

However, Dugu Bo's confusion lasted only a second before he recalled a joke he had heard in the past.

The joke went: Six years ago, during the Sacred Dragon Sect's spirit awakening ceremony, Yu Xiaogang had happened to pass by and watch.

The result was that the Sacred Dragon Sect had produced yet another piglet.

Two piglets walking side by side, one purple, one yellow—a truly fitting pair.

It was right then that Yu Xiaogang had set his sights on Tuoba Xuan.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to test the various "whimsical ideas" he had for Luo Sanpao on Tuoba Xuan's martial spirit.

To that end, Yu Xiaogang put on the airs of a Grandmaster and demanded on the spot that Tuoba Xuan take him as a teacher.

However, Tuoba Xuan had rejected him outright and exposed his dark history.

Tuoba Xuan had laid bare all the details of Yu Xiaogang's decadent youth.

This had caused Yu Xiaogang to fly into a rage out of shame, even attempting to strike out and teach Tuoba Xuan a lesson.

Of course, within the home turf of the Sacred Dragon Sect, they would not allow Tuoba Xuan to be bullied.

Later on, Yu Xiaogang pestered Tuoba Xuan for quite a while, until he was finally and thoroughly rejected, causing him to completely snap. In front of everyone, he bluntly declared that Tuoba Xuan was trash—trash with only innate level three spirit power, trash whose spirit power could never progress.

In short, he said the most vicious things imaginable!

"Who are you?" Yu Xiaogang had long since forgotten Tuoba Xuan's face.

"Grandmaster truly has a short memory; it has only been three years," Tuoba Xuan said slowly.

Yu Xiaogang froze completely. The refined figure before him was slowly overlapping in his mind with the image of that trash who had awakened a yellow piglet.

"You..." Yu Xiaogang was shocked. "You are that piece of trash from back then?"

Tuoba Xuan smiled with relief. "Yes, I am that piece of trash from back then. However, as your student says, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river'; I am no longer that piece of trash."

Tuoba Xuan's tone turned cold. "And you, Grandmaster! You are still the same piece of trash, fond of peddling your well-known theories, swindling and deceiving everyone!"

The wrinkles on Yu Xiaogang's face bunched together instantly. Being exposed so publicly by Tuoba Xuan, Yu Xiaogang felt his chest heave and churn violently.

"You..." The veins on Yu Xiaogang's arms bulged.

"Scoundrel, how dare you insult my teacher?" As a loyal follower of Yu Xiaogang, Tang San naturally could not stand by and watch his teacher be insulted.

"Teacher," Tuoba Xuan said mockingly. "Are you the disciple of this piece of trash?"

Tang San grew even angrier, a cold glint flashing vaguely from his sleeve. "Shut your mouth. My teacher is not someone you are qualified to question."

Tuoba Xuan's expression did not change. "How rare, a Spirit Venerable is actually the disciple of a Great Spirit Master."

Tuoba Xuan's words once again drew everyone's attention. They only then remembered that the Grandmaster was merely a Great Spirit Master who had only broken through to level 29 at the age of 50.

"If you wear a hat for long enough, do you truly start to believe you are a person of status?" Tuoba Xuan chuckled, spitting out the details of Yu Xiaogang's unbearable past step by step.

"You gave yourself the title of Grandmaster, so you truly believe you are one."

"It is laughable. You fail to realize that you only have a shred of status because you rely on the name of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

"Any student who has finished at an advanced spirit master academy understands those theories of yours."

"You possess a top-tier martial spirit, yet you don't know how to use it, only managing to break through to level 29 spirit power at the age of 50."

"Grandmaster, your skin is likely thicker than the walls of this academy. If I were you, I would have found a rock to smash my head against long ago."

Tuoba Xuan's successive soul-piercing questions left Yu Xiaogang completely dumbfounded.

Yu Xiaogang's face had turned the color of a pig's liver from anger, and hot air puffed frantically from his blocked nostrils.

"You... you..." Yu Xiaogang was so enraged that he completely snapped, left with nothing to say.

Even the others began to look at the Grandmaster with complex expressions, especially the three—Ma Hongjun and the others—who were already dissatisfied with him.

Yu Xiaogang was a teacher who had been dropped in from above, and they knew little about him. Now, hearing Tuoba Xuan's description, they finally realized just how much of a failure Yu Xiaogang was.

However, with a great disaster looming, the three could only suppress their resentment.

"And what about you? Are you any different? For five whole years, your spirit power hasn't made any progress," Yu Xiaogang said, as if he had grasped a hope for rebuttal. "I'm afraid your spirit power is still at level three, isn't it?"

Yu Xiaogang's words caused everyone's gaze to shift back to Tuoba Xuan, all of them mocking!

"Oh? You don't still think I'm that piece of trash whose spirit power couldn't advance, do you?"

Tuoba Xuan chuckled. "Watch closely, Grandmaster. I will let you see the gap between us, even with the same piglet martial spirit."

As he finished speaking, the surrounding air and temperature seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Complex patterns began to appear on Tuoba Xuan's skin, and a faint golden light covered them.

"BOOM!"

Tuoba Xuan no longer held back.

The terrifying spirit power of a level 40 quasi-Spirit Sect poured out.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone.

Tuoba Xuan's aura began to climb in waves, erupting step by step.

"Terrifying, truly terrifying!"

This was the thought running through everyone's mind.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you still insist on knowing what this is?"

With that, Tuoba Xuan suddenly spread his arms, and the massive phantom of the Mountain Dragon King instantly appeared behind him.

Powerful, terrifying, heavy, and ancient.

Everyone's spirit trembled.

"This... is this your martial soul?"

Yu Xiaogang looked like a duck whose throat had been throttled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

No, no, how is this possible? We both possess pig-type martial souls, how could his be so powerful!

Yu Xiaogang felt his worldview being overturned; he could sense that the heavy, majestic dragon shadow before him was indeed Tuoba Xuan's martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang roared, "This is impossible, this is impossible! Who exactly are you?"

"My name, I presume everyone here has heard it: Tuoba Xuan!"

"Tuoba Xuan?"

These three words echoed in everyone's minds.

They had indeed heard this name: the Young Sect Master of the Sacred Dragon Sect, the trash with innate level three soul power, the trash whose martial soul was a pig.

"Teacher!" Tang San gritted his teeth and rushed to Yu Xiaogang's side, trying to help him up.

Being thoroughly slapped in the face by the person he had mocked in the past made Yu Xiaogang feel as miserable as if he had swallowed dog excrement.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang desperately wanted to prove his theory.

"San, San, quickly, defeat him! Defeating him will prove your teacher's theory."

Yu Xiaogang's throat was already parched, and he roared powerlessly.

"There is no need for such trouble; the two of you, master and disciple, can come at me together."

"I am giving you this chance. If you win, Poison Douluo and I will no longer interfere in this matter."

"If you lose, you will admit that you are trash."

"Then, bearing the name of trash, get out of here."

Tuoba Xuan's voice felt like a mountain pressing down upon the Shrek group.

Meng Shenji and Xue Xing both looked at Dugu Bo with curiosity. Given Dugu Bo's personality, if anyone had spoken to him like that, they would have been slapped to death long ago.

Yet, Dugu Bo made no move, even giving a faint nod.

This indicated that Tuoba Xuan held an extremely high position in Dugu Bo's heart.

"Well? One against two, I'm hardly bullying you!"

Tang San was thoroughly angered by Tuoba Xuan's arrogance. "Fine, I accept this on behalf of my teacher."

Yu Xiaogang: ? I never said I agreed!