Joining the Spirit Academy, Teaching Yu Xiaogang a Lesson

Within Ling Feng's spiritual sea, Bibi Dong watched Yu Xiaogang's performance with a bitter taste in her heart.

Now that she lacked a physical body and remained only as a fragmented soul, the hormonal filter she once held for Yu Xiaogang had vanished.

Did I really endure so much suffering back then because of him?

Although those calamities were tied to both her and Qian Xunji, the root cause was her falling for Yu Xiaogang.

Looking back now, all those years of misery had been suffered in vain.

Bibi Dong did not speak up to defend Yu Xiaogang, choosing instead to remain in Ling Feng's spiritual sea and watch in silence.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang act this way, Ling Feng felt much more at ease.

He continued to fan the flames, saying, "Bishop, if he wants to prove his identity, can't he just reveal his spirit?"

"I've heard the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possesses the world's number one beast spirit. As the son of the clan leader, his spirit must surely be the formidable Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, right?"

The Purple-Robed Bishop nodded and said, "Indeed. Since you claim to be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, show us your spirit!"

The higher-ups of Spirit Hall might have known about the mutation of Yu Xiaogang's spirit, but this Purple-Robed Bishop did not.

"You... you go too far!"

How could Yu Xiaogang possibly have a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit?

His spirit was nothing more than Luo Sanpao, a creature that could only fart.

In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, these two demanding he reveal his spirit was undoubtedly an insult.

"Hmm?" The Purple-Robed Bishop frowned, releasing his spirit power pressure once more.

"No wonder you didn't dare to manifest your spirit to resist my pressure earlier; it turns out you're a fraud!"

"To dare to impersonate a disciple of the Upper Three Sects and cause trouble in Spirit City—I think you've grown tired of living!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt his body stiffen; he sensed killing intent radiating from the Purple-Robed Bishop before him.

"I... I truly do not have a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit, but that is because my spirit suffered a malignant mutation!"

Yu Xiaogang stammered, bracing himself against the spirit power pressure.

"I... I have a way to prove my identity. I have proof of my status inside my spirit tool!"

Upon hearing this, the Purple-Robed Bishop eased his suppression of Yu Xiaogang.

So it's a mutated spirit? Even if I offend someone like this, it shouldn't matter, right? the Bishop thought to himself.

"Take it out," the Bishop commanded.

Storage spirit tools were extremely precious, and the Bishop already had a hunch that the man's identity was likely genuine.

Ordinary families or wandering spirit masters could never possess such a tool while only at the Great Spirit Master level.

Feeling deeply humiliated, Yu Xiaogang reached to his waist and produced a token of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The Purple-Robed Bishop glanced at Yu Xiaogang's discolored trousers, took the item with a look of disgust, and inspected it.

His position required him to be an expert in identification; while not as skilled as the spirit masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he could still discern the authenticity of the object.

The Bishop returned the token to Yu Xiaogang and said with disdain, "Hmph, to think the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a piece of trash like you!"

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang wanted to use his family as a shield, but as an outcast of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, what right did he have to do so?

The Bishop ignored Yu Xiaogang, clearly deciding not to pursue the matter of his earlier disturbance due to his background.

He turned to Ling Feng and said, "Child, your talent is quite remarkable."

"To have reached level thirty-four at such a young age and possess a ten-thousand-year third spirit ring—are you interested in joining Spirit Hall?"

"With your talent, you can enter the Spirit Academy for study immediately upon joining."

"The most outstanding young spirit masters on the continent are there, and I believe you will progress even faster!" the Bishop added.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, shocked that this person, who looked even younger than himself, had already reached level thirty-four.

While such talent might only be considered average in his own family, the ten-thousand-year third spirit ring added significant weight to the boy's potential.

Ling Feng had come specifically for Bibi Dong, so he was naturally willing to join the Spirit Academy.

"Bishop, I am willing to join Spirit Hall and study at the Spirit Academy!" Ling Feng replied.

"Good, good, good! I believe you will be proud of this decision in the future!" the Bishop said.

"However, I have one small request, and I hope the Bishop will grant it," Ling Feng said, changing the subject.

"Oh? What condition is that?"

Ling Feng pointed at Yu Xiaogang, who had just climbed to his feet. "Bishop, this man slandered me as a fraud. I wish to have a spirit duel with him to settle our grievances!"

The Purple-Robed Bishop looked at the sharp, aggressive Ling Feng with surprise, not expecting this to be his request.

"Are you not afraid of the family behind him? He is, after all, a disciple of the Upper Three Sects," the Bishop asked.

Ling Feng shook his head. "Bishop, must we in Spirit Hall always yield to the Upper Three Sects?"

"Besides, he slandered me first. It is only right and proper that I demand an explanation from him!"

"This... you are right. We of Spirit Hall are the leaders of all soul masters under the heavens; how could we possibly fear them?"

The Purple-Robed Bishop nodded, agreeing to Ling Feng's request.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang and said, "Your name is Yu Xiaogang, correct? You slandered a genius of our Spirit Hall. If you fight a soul duel against Ling Feng now, I will not pursue your wrongdoing further!"

Watching the two of them collude, Yu Xiaogang felt stifled with indignation.

"Shameless! He is already a Soul Grandmaster, while I am merely a Great Soul Master. Is it fair for him to challenge me to a soul duel?" Yu Xiaogang retorted.

Ling Feng smiled. "Since you know your cultivation is inferior to mine, why did you slander me in the first place?"

"As a disciple of the Upper Three Sects, was it fair to me when you slandered me as a fraud?"

"If you dare not accept my challenge, then you must compensate me for the damage to my reputation!"

Ling Feng pointed at Yu Xiaogang's belt and said, "I think this soul tool looks quite good. Why not use it as an apology?"

"How could that be?" Yu Xiaogang clutched his belt.

"This soul tool is worth tens of thousands of gold soul coins! How could I possibly give it to you!"

"Hmph, so you are choosing to accept my challenge then?" Ling Feng said sharply.

Facing someone like Yu Xiaogang, Ling Feng intended to press his advantage without mercy.

He would make a fool of Yu Xiaogang and see how he could continue his swindling in the future!

"I... I accept!" Yu Xiaogang had no other choice.

He believed the other party would not dare to kill him and could at most give him a beating; that was far more acceptable than losing his storage soul tool.

"Good, you have guts!" Ling Feng said. "Bishop, please take us to the Soul Fighting Arena in Spirit City!"

The Purple-Robed Bishop also wanted to see Yu Xiaogang get beaten, so he nodded readily.

He handed the hall's affairs over to the Yellow-Robed Grand Deacon and led Yu Xiaogang and Ling Feng toward the Soul Fighting Arena in Spirit City.

There were many Soul Fighting Arenas in Spirit City; otherwise, how could it host the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament?

Even though Yu Xiaogang dragged his feet, the three of them soon arrived at a nearby small-scale Soul Fighting Arena.

A small arena like this was more than enough for a Soul Grandmaster and a Great Soul Master to use.