Beat Yu Xiaogang with a Staff and Make the Master Fart in Public!

"I'm not worthy?"

Yu Xiaogang felt as though his deeply sensitive inferiority complex had been struck head-on, and his mind buzzed.

After a long while, he finally realized that he had been rejected. Rejected by a child who was only six years old, no less.

He thought perhaps taking the child as a disciple the moment they met had been too abrupt and frightened him?

He immediately cleared his throat, walked up to Ao Yin, and said, "Child, don't be afraid! I am an honorary Master of the Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy, not a bad person."

"Child, although you were born with innate full spirit power, your staff martial spirit is called the [Coiling Dragon Staff]. It is an exceptionally rare mutated martial spirit. If it evolves well, it can become a top-tier martial spirit. But if you do not understand the principles of evolution, it will merely be a fire poker!"

"The key lies in whether the dragon patterns on it can be activated. But to awaken them, only someone with an extremely deep understanding of dragon-type martial spirits can do so!"

Hearing this, Ao Yin raised an eyebrow slightly. He was not surprised that Yu Xiaogang had recognized his martial spirit; what surprised him was his evaluation of the [Coiling Dragon Staff]!

"A top-tier martial spirit?"

At first, Ao Yin had thought this first-tier reward was complete trash. Who knew it was actually this awesome?

As for the principles behind martial spirit evolution... wasn't Yu Xiaogang just boasting about himself?

"Is activating the dragon patterns really that difficult?" Ao Yin scratched his head.

"Difficult! As difficult as climbing to heaven!"

Yu Xiaogang immediately seized the opening and patted his chest. "But you need not worry. The family I come from belongs to a top-tier sect, and our family martial spirit is a rare dragon-type martial spirit. Naturally, we have conducted extremely deep research into dragon-type martial spirits. If you become my disciple, with my guidance at your side, activating the dragon patterns will be effortless!"

"You wouldn't want to possess innate full spirit power only to end up becoming a good-for-nothing, would you?"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more confident he became. By the end, there was even a trace of... impatience in his tone!

After all, leaving aside the Coiling Dragon Staff's potential to evolve into a top-tier martial spirit, just innate full spirit power alone had appeared only nineteen times in total across the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires over the past century.

Every one of them had become a figure who could shake the world, such as the current Spirit Hall Pope—Bibi Dong—whom he could never forget!

He wanted to prove himself and let the family that had once looked down on him, as well as the woman who had once rejected him, know that Yu Xiaogang was not completely useless!

Of course, Yu Xiaogang knew his own limits. He was inherently lacking when it came to the path of a spirit master. But when it came to spirit master theory, he was invincible!

What he needed now was simply someone who could prove his theories!

Thus, when he saw that Ao Yin possessed innate full spirit power and had awakened a top-tier martial spirit, he immediately decided to take him as a disciple so that he could conveniently test the [Ten Core Competitiveness Theories of Martial Spirits] he had proposed.

Ao Yin sneered inwardly. You're making your search for a lab rat sound so grand. You're the first one I've seen do that!

Pretending to ponder, he asked, "Master... you say you come from a dragon-type martial spirit family. Then your own martial spirit must be very powerful, right?"

"How about you prove your strength first?"

"Uh... (⊙o⊙)..." Yu Xiaogang was momentarily speechless.

Prove his strength? How was he supposed to do that?

"For example, let me witness this so-called true 'dragon's might' first!"

Ao Yin gave him no chance to brush the matter aside. Didn't he claim to come from a dragon-type martial spirit family? Didn't he boast about how impressive he was?

If it had been some ordinary child who had never seen the world, Yu Xiaogang's speech might really have fooled them into willingly becoming a lab rat for his martial spirit theories!

But Ao Yin knew Yu Xiaogang's background inside and out. His martial spirit had nothing whatsoever to do with dragons. As for powerful strength, the only move he could show off was—farts like thunder, Luo Sanpao splitting the heavens and shattering the earth!

Ao Yin gave Yu Xiaogang no chance to refuse. He walked straight over to Old Jack's rundown carriage and somehow pulled out a bronze gong.

He immediately began banging on it with a clatter and shouted, "Come one, come all, don't miss out! The Master is putting on a show! Give me fifty copper spirit coins and see what he can do!"

The onlookers loved a spectacle, and a crowd quickly gathered. Quite a few people recognized Yu Xiaogang.

They exclaimed, "What? The Master is going to demonstrate his strength?"

"Now that you mention it, I really have never seen the theoretically invincible Master make a move!"

"Little brother, here are fifty copper spirit coins! Hurry up and have the Master show us!"

Outside the gates of the Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy, the place instantly became packed with noise. Many eager spectators had already begun tossing tips, and a pile of copper spirit coins flew over.

"Village Chief Jack, what are you standing around for? Pick up the money!"

Ao Yin patted the stunned Old Jack, leaving everyone both amused and exasperated.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, who had been brimming with pride just moments ago, instantly turned black-faced.

Asking him to demonstrate his strength in front of so many people—how was that any different from making him pull down his pants and fart in the street?

Proud as he was, how could he possibly do something like that?

His expression immediately darkened as he said coldly, "Child, you have gone too far!"

However, Ao Yin was not someone who could be pressured so easily. He took the bronze gong and went around collecting money, and once he had made a small fortune, he stuffed it all into Old Jack's hands.

Then he walked toward Yu Xiaogang in the middle of the crowd and said with a smile, "Since Master isn't willing to pull down his pants and fart, then let me show Master a thing or two."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Coiling Dragon Staff had somehow appeared in his hand. The fluctuations of spirit power around him surged sharply as all twenty levels of his innate spirit power poured into the staff.

Buzz—

The instant spirit power entered the staff, the dragon patterns that had originally been as black as a fire poker turned fiery red, as though seared by blazing flames. At that moment, the dragon patterns upon it seemed to come alive and slowly began to awaken.

One!

Two!

Three!

Nine!

All nine dragon patterns activated at once. Beneath the blazing sunlight, they seemed alive as they continuously intertwined and coiled around the staff, vividly lifelike.

At the same time, the Coiling Dragon Staff trembled incessantly. Yu Xiaogang seemed to sense something, and his expression changed slightly.

His voice trembling, he asked, "What are you trying to do?"

Yet what he received was not Ao Yin's answer, but... a staff strike!

Ao Yin's [Myriad-Jun Strength] erupted in full, carrying mighty draconic pressure as it smashed down without restraint.

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat. With no time to think, he shouted, "Sanpao!"

A short, fat purple-furred flying pig sprang out.

Crack—

The air compressed to its limit, producing a sonic boom.

The dragon staff arrived in an instant. Two yellow soul rings rose around Yu Xiaogang simultaneously as he drove his soul power to its utmost limit.

"A fart like thunder, Luo Sanpao shakes heaven and earth—block it for me!"

The purple-furred flying pig swelled rapidly as though being inflated, and Luo Sanpao opened his mouth wide!

Boom—

A cloud of unknown yellow gas blasted forth like a dragon's fiery breath!

Pfft—

The Coiling Dragon Staff cleaved down with Myriad-Jun Strength. The yellow gas was like paper, bursting apart in an instant. The Coiling Dragon Staff tore through it like bamboo, swift as the wind!

It stopped just three inches above Yu Xiaogang's forehead. A blade-like gust made his brow ache sharply!

The air was thick with the stench of a foul fart, yet Yu Xiaogang seemed unable to smell it. His eyes were filled with shock!

"What kind of bullshit master? You're nothing special!"

Ao Yin withdrew at the crucial moment, leaving behind only that mocking remark!

He then covered his nose and mouth, briefly bid Jack farewell, and headed into the academy on his own!

Even after Ao Yin had left, Yu Xiaogang still had not recovered. All he could hear were countless jeers around him.

"Hahahaha, a master truly is a master! His soul skill is farting!"

"This is practically invincible!"

"That's it? And you wanted to take him as your disciple!?"

"Well, that was educational!"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang only wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He put Sanpao away and wanted to escape the eyes of the world. Just as he turned toward the academy, a young boy's voice sounded behind him!

"Excuse me, are you the master from Notting Academy?"

"Hm?"

Yu Xiaogang turned back in surprise and saw a blue-clad child squeeze out from the crowd.

Jack, who had been about to leave this troublesome place, was also slightly stunned.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Little San?"