Yu Xiaogang Loses His Cool and Declares That Tang San Will Prove Him Right

After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, he raised his head slightly and waited for Meng Chen to kneel and kowtow, accepting him as his master just like Tang San had.

Having heard his invincible theory, Yu Xiaogang did not believe Meng Chen would remain unconvinced.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's confident expression, as though he had already got Meng Chen under his thumb, Meng Chen's lips twitched.

"Heh... What a fine saying: there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. I wonder, Master, what level is your Soul Power?"

Meng Chen questioned Yu Xiaogang, deliberately lingering heavily over the word "Master."

Yu Xiaogang frowned when he saw that Meng Chen had not knelt and acknowledged him as his master.

He had never been a particularly patient person. In his eyes, his personal offer to take Meng Chen as a disciple was already an honor for Meng Chen.

Yet Meng Chen actually dared to question his cultivation? The world had truly turned upside down!

Hmph! His talent was inferior to Tang San's, and his character was just as unbearable. Even if he became his disciple, he would not deserve Yu Xiaogang's full efforts.

"I won't hide it from you. My Soul Power is level twenty-nine. Although my Soul Power is a little weak, my theories are universally acknowledged as invincible throughout the Soul Master world. No one can refute them."

When his theories were mentioned, Yu Xiaogang wore a proud expression, as if he were not a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, but a Peerless Douluo dominating the continent.

However, Meng Chen's expression turned strange, as though he were holding something back but could no longer endure it.

"Pfft, hahahaha... I can't do it anymore. I can't hold it in, I really can't, hahahaha..."

The next second, Meng Chen could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, laughing until tears nearly came out.

"No, Master, you're only level twenty-nine? I thought you were level ninety-nine. That isn't just a little weak—you're a hundred million times weaker."

"And you say your theories are invincible. They really are invincible. You insulted yourself twice in one sentence. If you're not invincible, then who is? Hahahaha..."

"If your theories are so invincible, why are you still level twenty-nine? Why haven't you broken through level thirty yet? Don't you like it?"

Yu Xiaogang had not expected Meng Chen to dare mock him. His already stiff face turned green, then purple, and anger rose in his eyes as he completely lost his composure.

"Meng Chen, you've got some nerve! You dare question my invincible theories? Do you know that even the Pope of Spirit Hall has nothing but praise for them?"

Yu Xiaogang roared, even dragging out the Pope of Spirit Hall to endorse his theories.

Hearing this, Meng Chen gradually stopped laughing. He had no interest in teasing a fool any longer.

"Master, you keep saying your theories are invincible, so let me ask you this: have you ever published a textbook?"

Yu Xiaogang snorted. "A textbook? Hmph. My theories can only be used on my own disciples. Other Soul Masters simply aren't worthy of learning them."

Yu Xiaogang's shamelessness once again refreshed Meng Chen's understanding. Meng Chen sneered.

"Not worthy? I think you're just afraid to. You took a set of theories copied from who knows where and bragged everywhere that they were your own, even claiming they were invincible. If you were truly invincible, would you still be nothing more than a Soul Grandmaster?"

"Meng Chen, shut your mouth!"

Yu Xiaogang completely lost it upon hearing that.

What copying? I'm the Master.

That was called learning from others! That was called reviewing!

Seeing Yu Xiaogang get worked up so quickly, Meng Chen felt that the man's mental resilience was truly terrible. He had only said a few words; he had not even finished warming up.

Meng Chen said, "What, you've already lost your cool? We've barely started. I'm only getting started."

Yu Xiaogang forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest. His stiff face became even stiffer as he stared coldly at Meng Chen.

"Fine, fine, fine! Meng Chen, I kindly wished to accept you as my disciple. It would have been one thing if you refused to appreciate it, but you even dare slander me further. Do you believe I can have the dean expel you?"

"Expel me? I'm so scared~"

Meng Chen pretended to be terrified, even making his body tremble.

Seeing him like this, Yu Xiaogang was just about to feel pleased with himself when Meng Chen raised a hand, curled his fingers into a fist, and suddenly extended his middle finger.

"Come on! If you've got the guts, expel me! Whoever doesn't is a grandson!"

Meng Chen dropped the act, his face full of defiance.

"You're not even a teacher. You're just someone freeloading at the academy by relying on your connection with the dean. If you can expel me, then this academy isn't worth attending!"

Seeing Meng Chen stand so firm, Yu Xiaogang was so furious he nearly shattered his back teeth. He flung his sleeve and turned to leave.

He feared that if he said a few more words to Meng Chen, this bastard would anger him to death.

But after taking only two steps, Yu Xiaogang stopped again and turned back. "Meng Chen, don't think you're so impressive just because you have an Innate Full Soul Power mutated martial soul."

"You aren't the only one in this academy with Innate Full Soul Power. My disciple Tang San has it too, and his aptitude surpasses yours. I will use my invincible theories to train him. When the time comes, he will prove the invincibility of my theories for me!"

After delivering his threat, Yu Xiaogang left with his head held high.

Meng Chen merely rolled his eyes at that.

Across all heavens and worlds, it was always masters who avenged their disciples. A master like Yu Xiaogang who made his disciple avenge him was truly something else.

"Yu Xiaogang, and Tang San... Those two names really do sound familiar."

Suddenly, Ye Xishui's seductive voice sounded by Meng Chen's ear.

Although she knew she had arrived in the Douluo Continent of ten thousand years ago, seeing in person the Master Yu Xiaogang—the first-generation dean so highly revered by Shrek Academy and the ancestor of Mu En—still made her sigh with emotion.

At the same time, another thought arose in Ye Xishui's heart.

If she killed Yu Xiaogang now, along with Tang San, the future Sea God, would it affect the era ten thousand years later?

"Little one, do you need me to kill this Yu Xiaogang?"

Ye Xishui asked Meng Chen gently. After a brief pause, Meng Chen shook his head.

"No need. As long as my life is not under a fatal threat, don't act if you can avoid it. We don't want to attract unnecessary attention."

He did not need Ye Xishui to deal with someone as insignificant as Yu Xiaogang. He could handle him himself.

Meng Chen also did not want to rely too heavily on Ye Xishui. Without a sense of crisis, there would be no motivation to improve.

"All right. I wanted to see whether killing Yu Xiaogang would affect my era."

Ye Xishui sounded somewhat regretful, leaving Meng Chen stunned.

Wait, so that was what she had been after?

Meng Chen shook his head. "It won't. Since you were able to come to my world, that means my world and yours are parallel worlds. Even if you kill Yu Xiaogang, it won't affect your world."

"Parallel worlds?" Ye Xishui was puzzled. What were parallel worlds?

"A parallel world is when a world diverges at a certain point in time, splitting into another world. Although the two worlds are initially identical, everything that happens after that point becomes different."

"Take the Douluo world you came from. Ten thousand years ago, I did not exist there, but I exist in this world. So at this point in time, another world containing me split off."

"That preserves both the future where you exist and the present where I exist. That is a parallel world."

After returning to the dormitory, Meng Chen explained the concept of parallel worlds to Ye Xishui in detail.

After Ye Xishui understood, she became even more awed by the vast power that had sent her into this world to serve as Meng Chen's protector.

Even a God King probably did not possess such power.

Then Meng Chen remembered that he was already level ten. As long as he obtained his first Soul Ring, he could break through and become a Soul Master.

"Aunt Ye, help me with something..."

Meng Chen instructed Ye Xishui, "There is a Water Curtain Cave within the waterfall on the back mountain of Saint Soul Village. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone is hidden inside. Please help me retrieve it."

"Also, if possible, help me gather some thousand-year or ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber. I need it to strengthen my body so that I can absorb Soul Rings of higher age."

There was no fixed limit on the age of Soul Rings a Soul Master could absorb. It depended on the Soul Master's spiritual power and physical constitution.

The Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and Whale Rubber could strengthen Meng Chen's body, allowing him to withstand Soul Rings of a higher age.

"Mm." Ye Xishui agreed.

In truth, she also had methods to raise the age of Soul Rings.

However, those were Evil Soul Master methods. In this era, when faith in the Angel God flourished, if Meng Chen used them, he would be at a disadvantage should he fight someone with an angel martial soul in the future...