Blue Silver Check? The Great Waste Gang That Misleads Disciples!

"A thousand-year first ring?!"

Ah Yin's willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly. In almost an instant, she flashed before Lan Yu, and before he could react, her hand was already resting on his wrist.

"Strange..."

A moment later, Ah Yin withdrew her hand, her gaze fixed intently on Lan Yu's face.

"M-Mom, what are you doing?"

An inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in Lan Yu's heart.

"Take off your shirt."

"What?!"

Lan Yu's eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place.

Seeing him dawdling, Ah Yin reached out to help him herself.

"Hey! Don't pull, I'll take it off myself!"

Off to the side, Tang Shan saw this scene and covered her face with her hands, peeking through the gaps between her fingers.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang Shan's slightly reddened earlobes and leaned in to whisper, "The gaps between your fingers are wide enough to fit a hand through!"

"What are you talking about!" Tang Shan's face turned bright red as she retorted.

Blue Silver Grass, covered in golden stripes, wrapped around Lan Yu's chest. Only after confirming he had no hidden ailments did Ah Yin finally feel at ease.

"I told you I was fine."

Lan Yu grumpily put his shirt back on, muttering under his breath, "It's no big deal, making such a fuss."

"It is my fault!"

Ah Yin raised her hand and patted Lan Yu's head lightly, her tone carrying a hint of reproach.

"Ouch, it's already dark!"

Hearing this, Lan Yu looked up at the sky; it had completely darkened.

"Let's head out and find a hotel to rest for the night, then head back to Notting Academy first thing tomorrow morning."

Ah Yin nodded and turned to call over Tang Shan and Xiao Wu. The four of them walked quickly out of the Star Dou Great Forest and rested for the night at a hotel in a nearby town.

Late at night.

Exhausted from the day, Lan Yu fell asleep early.

However, his sleep was far from peaceful that night. He had a dream where the Purple Scale Qi Flood Dragon they had hunted during the day was coiled tightly around his body, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

The next day, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, the group set off toward Nuoding City, treading through the morning light.

After returning to the academy, Ah Yin parted ways with the three of them.

"The Wise One has been looking for you," the guard reminded Lan Yu after letting the three of them in.

Lan Yu's footsteps faltered, and he scoffed inwardly.

Yu Xiaogang is looking for me?

In the original world, he was the "Master of Theory" stuck at level twenty-nine and mocked by the entire continent's spirit master circle; in this inverted world, he was the level thirty-three "Wise One" held up as a treasure by the people of Nuoding City.

To put it bluntly, it was no different than the distinction between a private latrine and a public one—both were beneath contempt.

The spirit masters of Nuoding City were truly lacking in wisdom and strategy to treat such an old fraud like a treasure.

"Brother, what does that afro-haired teacher want with you?" Tang Shan tilted her head and asked curiously.

"I don't know."

Lan Yu shook his head, unconcerned.

"When soldiers come, block them; when water comes, earth covers it. Let him be."

The three arrived at Dorm Seven.

As soon as they stepped through the door, Wang Hu rushed up with a look of astonishment, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the three of them.

"Brother Yu? Didn't you guys drop out? Why are you back?"

"What?"

Lan Yu was stunned by the remark.

"Lan Yu!"

Just then, the door to Dorm Seven was slammed open from the outside with a loud crash.

"I'm here, damn it!"

The person who arrived was none other than Yu Xiaogang. He was hunched over, panting heavily, his afro hair looking like a bird's nest.

"Lan Yu, did you... take them to hunt for their first spirit rings?!"

"Quick, tell me, what soul beast did you hunt your first soul rings from, and how many years of cultivation did they have?"

Heaven knows how anxious he was. Having not seen three seedlings with innate full soul power for several days, he didn't even need to think to know what they had been up to.

If they had absorbed unsuitable soul rings, how would his, Yu Xiaogang's, great theories ever be proven!

Hearing the accusatory tone in Yu Xiaogang's voice, Lan Yu couldn't help but chuckle: "No comment!"

Hearing Lan Yu's blunt tone, Yu Xiaogang frowned, forcibly suppressing his anger.

You are The Wise One! Stay calm!

Calming his emotions, Yu Xiaogang turned his gaze toward the two young girls beside him.

Ask Xiao Wu? He looked at the icy expression on Xiao Wu's face and subconsciously shook his head.

Ask Tang Shan? Staring at the expressionless Tang Shan, Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had found a soft target. He leaned forward, reaching out to pat Tang Shan on the shoulder.

"Tang Shan, you wouldn't want to ruin your own future just because of your brother's ignorance, would you?"

Huh?!

This old man with the bird's nest hair dares to question her dear brother?!

Before Tang Shan could retort, Lan Yu, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was panting like an ox behind her, suddenly erupted, slamming a fist into Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Damn you, Gangzi! Stay away from my Xiao Shan!"

Lying on the ground, Yu Xiaogang clutched his cheek, feeling both furious and bewildered—sneaking an attack while I wasn't paying attention, you have no martial virtue!

Such a rebellious brat who disrespects his elders must be taught a lesson today!

He gritted his teeth and summoned a purple piglet.

Yu Xiaogang leaned on it, glaring at Lan Yu:

"If a tree isn't pruned, it won't grow straight; if a person doesn't learn, they won't know righteousness! Lan Yu, today I will teach you well what it means to respect your teacher and the Way!"

Luo Sanpao, the malignant mutation of the Golden Sacred Dragon, truly lived up to its reputation.

Lan Yu rolled his eyes in his heart. Gangzi is truly the number one deadweight on the Douluo Continent, with Yan Shaozhe coming in second.

Gangzi, you have already paved your own path to death!

Faster to react than Lan Yu was Tang Shan. The moment Yu Xiaogang summoned his martial soul, the girl had already completed her martial soul possession, her dragon tail drooping behind her, swaying back and forth.

Following closely behind was Xiao Wu.

"Two hundred-year soul rings? What is their age?" Seeing the color of the two girls' soul rings, Yu Xiaogang's eyes went wide, and his urge to play the teacher flared up again.

"Idiot."

Xiao Wu followed her intuition and blurted it out.

Under the shocked gazes of Lan Yu and Tang Shan, she playfully stuck her tongue out at the two of them.

"Brother, I..."

"You must not learn from her!" Lan Yu immediately put on a stern face.

"Alright~" Tang Shan nodded regretfully, obediently agreeing.

"No one has ever dared to insult me like this! You are the first!"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry his face turned red, and he roared, "First soul skill, Heaven-Shaking and Earth-Splitting..."

Before he could finish, Tang Shan had already raised her hand, and her first soul skill activated instantly.

A deep yellow vortex of soul power appeared beneath their feet, and Yu Xiaogang, who had been aggressive just a moment ago, suddenly felt as if his strength had been drained, and he collapsed to his knees.

"Ah—! My knees!" He gasped in pain, and in the next instant, his entire body was slammed hard against the ground.

He leaned down, his body pressed violently against the floor.

"Xiao Shan, you can do this..." Lan Yu had an idea and leaned into Tang Shan's ear.

"I can do that too? Let me try!"

"Let me go—"

Yu Xiaogang's old face was pressed tightly against the ground, emitting a muffled wail.

"Don't be in such a hurry, the big one is still to come."

As soon as Lan Yu finished speaking, the gravity pressing down on Yu Xiaogang suddenly vanished.

Before he could even catch his breath, a powerful repulsive force erupted, and his entire body was launched into mid-air like a cannonball, only to be slammed back down onto the ground with a heavy thud.

One press and one launch—it almost played him to death!

Wait, what is this thing?

A first-ring soul master's soul skill, and you, a third-ring Soul Venerable, can't even take it?

Lan Yu, who had been looking forward to a hearty battle, was completely dumbfounded.

What exactly are you good for, Gangzi?

It's one thing that you, with your innate half-level soul power, raised Luo Sanpao into a pig that only knows how to fart.

But your own constitution is also incredibly weak.

"Gangzi, you wouldn't have reached level 32 because you were stuck at level 29 for too long and took some forbidden drug in a fit of desperation, would you?!"