Tang Si, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing entered the depths of the inner courtyard.
They finally found Flender, Zhao Wuji, and Yu Xiaogang in an office.
Zhao Wuji laughed heartily. "Hahaha~~ Tang Si, I knew your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul wasn't a useless Martial Soul!"
"Yeah. If I'd believed someone back then, believed that my Blue Silver Emperor was a useless Martial Soul, and absorbed poison-attribute Soul Rings, then I'd have been completely crippled for life!"
Tang Si gave Yu Xiaogang a meaningful glance.
Yu Xiaogang's expression turned extremely ugly. In the end, he flicked his sleeve, snorted coldly, and stormed off in embarrassment. Even his footsteps were unsteady.
Comments: [Yu Xiaogang: Slander! Slander! This is blatant slander!]
[Hu Liena: Yes, yes, yes~~~ Slander, it's all slander.]
[Ye Lingling: Yes, yes, yes~~~ Your talent is unparalleled. How could the heavenly screen slander you? The heavenly screen deserves death.]
[Yan: Yes, yes, yes~~ You should destroy the heavenly screen at any cost.]
[Yu Xiaogang: You people... Pfft!]
[Yu Big Tree: Oh no! Yu Xiaogang vomited blood.]
[Dugu Yan: Hahaha~~~ That's hilarious.]
The heavenly screen's broadcast continued.
Zhao Wuji smiled. "Tang Si, ignore him. He can talk endlessly about theory, but over the past few years, he hasn't produced a single genius."
At the side, Flender sighed to himself. He said nothing, nor was it appropriate for him to say anything.
Yu Xiaogang had told Flender many things about Tang Si before. Naturally, his goal had been to have Flender persuade Tang Si to take him as his master. Among those words, the one Yu Xiaogang repeated most was: Tang Si's Blue Silver Grass was a useless Martial Soul. Without his guidance, Tang Si would be ruined for life!
Yet reality had slapped him hard across the face!
If Tang