The Honorary Elder Token of Spirit Hall Is a Symbol of Spirit Hall. Trash Like You Doesn't Deserve to Hold It

Lin Xia stood quietly, with Venusaur standing beside him like a guardian deity, the vibrant green of life contrasting cruelly with the stench of blood.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang coughing up blood, the smile on his face slowly faded, leaving only a cold expression.

His gaze was as indifferent as if he were looking at dust.

Kill this piece of trash in front of you?

The thought slithered through my mind like a venomous snake.

No... that's too easy on him.

For this fame-seeking, cowardly, and incompetent man—who may even have indirectly caused the root of the teacher's suffering in the first half of his life—death is actually a relief.

His life's work—the title of "Grandmaster," the dignity he cherished as his life, and the theoretical foundation upon which he stood—was all exposed, shattered, and trampled into nothingness by my own hands right before everyone's eyes!

This is a hundred times more painful than killing him!

Let him live!

Live on and feel this shame that gnaws at your soul every moment!

To live and experience the despair of falling from the clouds into the mud!

May he inhale the contempt of others with every breath he takes, and see my mocking gaze with every time he closes his eyes!

This pain will become the shackles of his life, more cruel than any punishment!

The hall was eerily silent, save for Yu Xiaogang's heavy, desperate breathing and Tang San's grinding teeth.

Everyone was completely stunned by the Spirit Hall's Holy Son's Thunderous Might and piercing methods.

He not only crushed Yu Xiaogang's theory with his strength, but also nailed Yu Xiaogang to the pillar of shame as a "useless Soul Master" with Yu Xiaogang's own famous saying. His methods were so sharp and ruthless that they were chilling.

In the suffocating silence, with Tang San's support, Yu Xiaogang shakily straightened his already broken spine once more.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Lin Xia, burning with resentment, unwillingness, shame, and a final, almost frantic struggle.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping, yet carrying a stubbornness of desperation, trying to grasp at the last straw.

"Lin... Lin Xia! You... you are, after all, Holy Son of the Spirit Hall! You represent... the honor of the Spirit Hall!"

He coughed violently twice and continued in a hoarse voice:

"You... you treat me like this... this is how you treat the 'honorary elder' personally appointed by the Pope of the Spirit Hall?!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "honorary elder," as if they were his last talisman.

"Yes! You are exceptionally talented! You are a genius! A monster! I... admit I misjudged you!"

His tone was filled with extreme resentment and twisted anger.

"But... that's not a reason for you to completely deny my life's work! My Martial Soul Theory embodies countless hours of effort and wisdom! How can you, a mere child, dismiss it all based on your strength and talent?!"

Yu Xiaogang tried to save face by using his "status" and "seniority," attempting to use his status as an "honorary elder of the Spirit Hall" to put Lin Xia in a better position.

Looking at his blustering yet cowardly, desperate struggle, and listening to his utterly ridiculous questioning, Lin Xia suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was clear and bright, yet it carried an undisguised mockery and coldness, echoing in the silent hall and sounding particularly jarring.

"Hehehe..."

Lin Xia's laughter gradually subsided, but her eyes remained sharp as knives, piercing straight at Yu Xiaogang.

"Yu Xiaogang, even now, are you still using these empty titles to save face? Fine..."

His tone suddenly turned cold, carrying the authority of a judge.

"Since you're still not giving up, I won't waste my breath refuting your flawed and riddled-with-holes 'bullshit theory' point by point. I'll just pick the most typical one, and the one most likely to cause endless harm, and tell you about it!"

Lin Xia's voice suddenly rose in pitch, becoming clear and powerful, ensuring that everyone in the room could hear it clearly:

"You proposed the 'Martial Soul Mimicry Theory'! You said that 'Plant- Martial Soul don't necessarily have to absorb the Soul Ring of Plant-based Soul Beast, and Beast Martial Soul aren't necessarily unable to absorb Plant-based Soul Ring '! I agree with that! Theoretically, it's possible. The core of Soul Ring absorption is the compatibility between energy and Soul Skill, not absolutely following the Martial Soul's physical form category!"

A faint glimmer of hope flashed in Yu Xiaogang's cloudy eyes, as he thought Lin Xia had finally acknowledged part of his theory.

However, Lin Xia's next words were like ice water poured over her head:

"But! Yu Xiaogang! The biggest problem, the most fatal flaw, and the most irresponsible aspect of your theory is that—you only threw out this seemingly 'breakthrough' idea without stating any consequences! You didn't mention any prerequisites! You didn't delve into the threshold of energy conflict! You didn't provide any method for identifying compatibility!"

Lin Xia's voice slammed down like a heavy hammer.

"You Frillish tossed out this idea, and then brazenly included it in your <Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul>, which was then revered as gospel by countless ignorant low-level Soul Master!"

"Have you ever considered how many young Soul Master, eager to break through and lacking in experience, will be misled by your theory and Sheer Force absorb Soul Ring with completely incompatible attributes and violent energy conflicts in pursuit of so-called alternative power?!"

His questioning was filled with anger, his gaze sweeping over the Soul Master present, especially the students and scholars from commoner backgrounds, his tone heavy.

"And the result?! At best, the Soul Ring absorption fails, the foundation is damaged, Soul Power regresses, and the future is ruined! At worst, the Martial Soul collapses, and the body explodes, resulting in death!"

"Yu Xiaogang! How many innocent souls' blood is stained behind your Frillish remark?!"

"You've turned your admirers into victims of your theories! Is this how you earned your title of 'theoretical Grandmaster '?!"

Lin Xia suddenly pointed at Yu Xiaogang and demanded sharply:

"' Sheer Force adding things that don't exist, instead of strengthening what already exists'—this is the fatal flaw in your theoretical system! In your pursuit of novelty and so-called 'core discoveries,' you have neglected the most fundamental principles of Soul Master cultivation: 'stability' and 'harmony'!"

"What you've proposed is merely an unverified possibility fraught with enormous risk, yet you've packaged it as an irrefutable truth! You're misleading students! This is academic murder!"

"Puff--!"

Yu Xiaogang suffered another stroke, Spit Up another mouthful of blood and shaking violently. If Tang San hadn't desperately supported him, he would have collapsed again.

His face was ashen, his lips trembling. He wanted to refute, but he found that his proud theoretical system was as fragile as a burst soap bubble under Lin Xia's precise, fatal, and incisive criticism.

Lin Xia not only refuted his conclusions, but also thoroughly rejected his research methods and his academic attitude!

This was more despairing for him than rejecting any single theory!

This is the collapse of his foundation as a theoretical researcher!

Lin Xia looked at him, swaying precariously, her eyes cold and devoid of pity.

He delivered another fatal blow:

"Alright, Yu Xiaogang, I've stripped you of your last fig leaf. Now, it's time to return what doesn't belong to you to its rightful owner!"

Lin Xia's voice carried an undeniable command:

"The Honorary Elder Token of Spirit Hall is the symbol of the Spirit Hall. Trash like you doesn't deserve to hold it!"