Being Sold Out and Still Counting the Money for the Seller!

Inside the Nuoding City Junior Spirit Master Academy!

Yu Xiaogang walked with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, taking what he considered to be an elegant pace as he led Tang San deeper into the academy.

His face still wore that inscrutable "Master" expression, as if he possessed insight into all things in the world.

He was still savoring the joy of having just taken on a disciple.

However, just as he hadn't walked very far, two small figures suddenly entered his line of sight under the streetlamp ahead.

It was a six-year-old boy with simple clothes and a delicate, jade-like appearance, holding the hand of a little girl with silver hair, purple eyes, and a pale purple dress.

The two were walking toward them hand in hand, chatting and laughing.

Ling Xuqing and Gu Yuena!

Yu Xiaogang's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. His complexion, which had been glowing from the joy of taking a disciple, instantly darkened, looking as unsightly as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

The memory of that night a few days ago surged back into his mind like a tide.

The six-year-old child's merciless mockery and that terrifying kick that sent him flying over ten meters still made his chest ache faintly to this day.

"Why is he here?"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, a flicker of resentment flashing in his eyes.

Tang San, walking behind Yu Xiaogang, keenly sensed his teacher's change in demeanor.

He followed Yu Xiaogang's gloomy gaze and happened to see Ling Xuqing and Gu Yuena not far away.

Tang San's footsteps also paused, and a trace of confusion flashed through his deep, dark eyes.

"Who are these two?"

"Judging by their clothes, they are also new students at the academy. Why is Teacher looking at them with that kind of expression?"

Tang San pondered to himself.

His keen intuition told him that this boy holding the little girl seemed to have some kind of irreconcilable conflict with his teacher.

Just as Tang San was feeling puzzled, Yu Xiaogang had already stopped and coldly called out to the people in front:

"Stop!"

Hearing the voice, Ling Xuqing stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and, by the dim light, saw the livid-faced Yu Xiaogang and Tang San behind him.

A playful curve tugged at the corner of Ling Xuqing's mouth. He stopped, turned around, and looked at Yu Xiaogang with a half-smile:

"Master, what advice do you have for me today?"

"Ling Xuqing, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Ling Xuqing, once again putting on the air of an inscrutable master.

"Do you see Tang San beside me? He also has innate full spirit power. He has already taken me as his teacher and become my disciple."

"Oh? And then?"

"I am simply telling you not to waste your talent. I am a master of theory. Without my spirit master theory and my guidance, you will never have a chance to get ahead in Nuoding City."

"Not interested."

"I'm busy. Leaving."

With that, Ling Xuqing took Gu Yuena's hand and walked away without looking back.

Yu Xiaogang was so infuriated by Ling Xuqing's attitude that his chest heaved violently. He pointed at Ling Xuqing and said through gritted teeth: "Ling Xuqing! I warn you, don't think that just because you have a bit of talent, you can be arrogant! Your previous attitude is a disrespect to knowledge and a blasphemy against theory!"

Hearing this, Ling Xuqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang's exasperated appearance, his eyes filled with pity and disdain:

"Master, others might be interested in your theories, but I am certainly not."

"As for someone who can make a top-tier assault-type tool spirit carry poison attributes and binding effects, you should go ruin someone else!"

"Don't come to ruin me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Standing to the side, Tang San felt a flash of cold light in his eyes the moment he heard Ling Xuqing's words!

In Tang San's value system, a teacher for a day is a father for life.

Since he had already taken Yu Xiaogang as his teacher, then Yu Xiaogang was his elder, his father!

Now, this ignorant brat actually dared to insult his teacher like this?

"Daring to insult my teacher, you have already invited your own death!"

A cold murderous intent flashed through Tang San's heart.

His right hand slid silently toward his sleeve, his fingertips already touching a cold mechanism.

As long as he willed it, the sleeve arrow would pierce Ling Xuqing's throat!

However, the moment Tang San prepared to act, Ling Xuqing seemed to not have noticed his small movement at all. He continued to stare coldly at Yu Xiaogang and added:

"Master, I said it before: a true genius is not something you can understand. You had better figure out your own 'Heaven-shaking and Earth-shattering' Luo Sanpao before you speak! Stop misleading students here!"

"You—!!!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned blue and white from the retort. He roared hysterically: "Ling Xuqing! Don't be too arrogant! I tell you, I have already taken a new disciple! He has innate full spirit power! Under my guidance, he will definitely become the most outstanding spirit master! When that time comes, you will know how foolish your decision was!"

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's endless entanglement and warnings, the impatience in Ling Xuqing's eyes grew stronger.

He couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath on this ungrateful fellow. He turned his head and said softly to Gu Yuena beside him:

"Na'er, hit him."

Gu Yuena blinked her purple eyes and nodded obediently: "Okay, Brother!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yuena's figure instantly vanished from where she stood!

"Bang—!"

A muffled sound!

Gu Yuena delivered a clean, sharp whip kick that slammed fiercely into Yu Xiaogang's chest!

"Pfft—"

Yu Xiaogang felt a force like a surging sea hit him, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string!

He traced a graceful arc through the air and landed heavily on the grass over ten meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Pfft—"

Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood. He lay limp on the ground, his eyes rolling back, his face filled with disbelief.

"You... you..."

He pointed a trembling finger at Gu Yuena, his voice as weak as a mosquito's.

Tang San, standing to the side, wanted to intervene the moment he saw Gu Yuena move!

However, the moment he stirred, a cold spear tip was already silently pressed against his throat!

Ling Xuqing held the Golden Overlord Spear, which radiated an overbearing aura, and looked at Tang San with cold eyes:

"Put away your sleeve arrows and hidden weapons; they are useless against me."

"If you dare to move, I will kill you right now!"

"Hiss—"

Tang San gasped, his entire body instantly soaked in cold sweat.

He looked at Ling Xuqing in shock, his eyes filled with horror.

"How... how did he know I had sleeve arrows and hidden weapons?!"

This was his greatest secret!

It was his trump card for survival as an outer sect disciple of the Tang Sect!

How could this boy, who looked only six years old, see through it?!

"Damn it... you have already invited your own death!"

Tang San screamed frantically in his heart, but he dared not make the slightest movement, because the spear tip pressed against his throat had already pierced his skin, drawing a bead of blood.

Within the sea of consciousness.

"Xuqing, well done! This kind of person deserves a good lesson!" Xiao Wu waved her little fists excitedly.

A Yin's eyes were even colder. She looked at Tang San on the ground with utter disgust.

She had already learned from Ling Xuqing that this Tang San was not her real son at all!

He was a soul from another world who had possessed her son's body!

Her real son had died long ago!

The person before her was nothing more than a monster wearing Tang San's skin!

"Xuqing, don't waste words with him."

A Yin said coldly.

Ling Xuqing retracted the Golden Overlord Spear, ignoring Tang San's look of shock and resentment.

He walked straight to Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the ground, bent down, and snatched the storage spirit tool from Yu Xiaogang's waist—the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges!

"Ling Xuqing, you... you dare!" Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest, looking at Ling Xuqing in terror.

Ling Xuqing toyed with the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges in his hand, a mocking curve tugging at his lips:

"Do you see if I dare?"

"Yu Xiaogang, I gave you face by calling you Master."

"Don't think you can really consider yourself a master!"

"You have already provoked me twice. It's not too much for me to collect some interest, is it?"

"You... you dare..."

Yu Xiaogang was shaking with rage, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Ling Xuqing snorted coldly, tucked the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges into his clothes, and looked down at Yu Xiaogang:

"Hmph, a piece of trash. You had better go ruin someone else; don't come to ruin me!"

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Tang San, who was standing to the side, and said indifferently:

"Hey, brother, a piece of advice for you."

"Keep your eyes open when choosing a master, lest you be sold out and still count the money for the seller!"

Having said that, Ling Xuqing ignored the two livid-faced people on the ground.

He turned around, took Gu Yuena's soft, white hand again, and walked toward the dormitory with a light, brisk pace.