Facing Our Master-Disciple Trio

Setting out from the principal's office, Yu Xiaogang soon arrived in front of the student dormitory building.

However, when he saw the few people standing before it, his heart suddenly sank.

Before him stood not only a male and female student, but also a tall young man.

Of course, Yu Xiaogang had not forgotten this young man, because he was the one who had stolen away Tang San, the disciple Yu Xiaogang had valued most!

What was this man who had snatched his disciple doing here? And why were Tang San and Xiao Wu with him?

He hurried over to stand behind them.

Once he drew close enough to hear what they were saying, Yu Xiaogang's vision went dark.

Fang Yuan reached out and stroked Xiao Wu's head, speaking gently.

"Since that's the case, you'll be my disciple from now on as well. Tang San joined before you, so you may call him Senior Brother."

Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes and rubbed against the large hand atop her head, looking thoroughly content. Yet she said,

"That's not right, Teacher. I'm older than Tang San. He should be calling me Senior Sister."

Tang San looked at the intimate pair beside him with clear displeasure. "Those who enter first are senior. That is the rule. There is an order between the young and old—how can you do whatever you please?"

Listening to the warm exchange between the three of them, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt the world spin around him.

That bastard had stolen Xiao Wu too!

Watching the warm scene between the master and his two disciples, Yu Xiaogang panted like a bull, his eyes bloodshot.

Hearing the sound of bovine panting behind him, Fang Yuan turned around and saw Yu Xiaogang in the midst of a red-eyed fit.

Fang Yuan was startled. "Buddy, are you having an epileptic seizure? Do you need a healing Soul Master?"

As he spoke, his first soul ring rose from beneath his feet, ready to treat the red-eyed bull before him.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang calmed down somewhat. He stared sharply at Fang Yuan. "You bastard, are you deliberately making a fool of me? Xiao Wu is the disciple I had my eye on. Was stealing Tang San not enough for you? You had to steal Xiao Wu from me too?"

Before Fang Yuan could say anything, Xiao Wu sprang out with her hands on her hips.

With her teacher beside her, she spoke with far more confidence. "What do you mean, a disciple you had your eye on? If you set your sights on someone, does that make them yours? Why not set your sights on a Titled Douluo and ask them to give you their rank?"

"You!" Yu Xiaogang was left speechless.

Fang Yuan soothed Xiao Wu and pulled her behind him before speaking to Yu Xiaogang.

"My taking her as a disciple does indeed have something to do with you. While Little San and I were away, I heard that you harassed a young girl like this every day. You insisted on taking her as your disciple despite her refusals. Do you really think there's nothing wrong with that?"

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. "What do you know? This student and I will achieve greatness together in the future. My theories will become famous through her, and under my guidance, she will climb to the pinnacle of this continent!"

Fang Yuan raised a brow and asked, "Are your theories only capable of guiding disciples with outstanding talent? If so, why would such talented disciples need your guidance? They would have achieved remarkable things regardless.

"Shouldn't the best way to prove your theories be to take in a large number of disciples with ordinary aptitude and cultivate them beyond their original limits? If your theories only work on the most exceptional geniuses but cannot improve the circumstances of ordinary Soul Masters, then what use are they?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, but he had no answer.

Fang Yuan waved a hand, no longer interested in arguing with him. "In any case, Xiao Wu is my disciple now too. I hope you and the teachers of this academy will stop bothering her in the future. All right, leave. I have nothing more to say to you."

Yu Xiaogang stood there, the expression on his face changing several times.

But in the end, out of the pride of being a master, he merely snorted and turned to leave.

Xiao Wu let out a soft breath. "Finally got rid of that guy. That really wasn't easy."

She rubbed against Fang Yuan. "Thank you, Teacher! Now I'll be fine. I'm off!"

With that, she turned to leave.

Fang Yuan hurriedly stopped her, glaring as he said, "You're leaving in such a hurry. Don't tell me you took me for a tool and only wanted me to block that master for you? After class tomorrow, both you and Little San come to my place. I'll give you some extra lessons."

Xiao Wu's face fell.

What she could not quite bring herself to say was that when she became Fang Yuan's disciple, she had indeed intended to use him as a shield.

After all, Fang Yuan's circumstances were simply perfect for her needs.

His cultivation was not weak, enough to intimidate that master and the people of Notting Academy so they would not dare trouble her in the future.

Yet his cultivation was not too high either. According to Tang San's introduction, her teacher should currently be a seven-ring Soul Sage, not yet at the level of a Soul Douluo, so he could not see through her secret.

Therefore, although Xiao Wu had acknowledged Fang Yuan as her teacher, it was difficult to say that she truly placed him in as important a position in her heart as Tang San did.

Upon hearing Fang Yuan's words, she could not help but sigh quietly. Still, she agreed in the end.

The next day, after Tang San and Xiao Wu finished their academy classes, they went to Fang Yuan's residence.

Fang Yuan now lived within Notting Academy as well. Out of respect for a powerful expert, the principal had arranged a rather comfortable residence for him on campus.

This did not cost much anyway, since it was not the principal's own money being spent.

Yet when recruiting students outside, he could claim that the students of his academy were taught by a Soul Emperor-level expert!

Naturally, Fang Yuan would not tell the principal that he had reached seven rings. But even a six-ring Soul Emperor was already an extremely intimidating existence in Notting City.

Once that sort of advertisement was put out, how could Notting Academy possibly lack students?

Some might question how the principal himself was only a four-ring Soul Ancestor, so how could such a shabby academy hire a Soul Emperor to teach?

At that point, the principal of Notting Academy would gladly invite people from the Spirit Hall Branch to testify for him.

Were Tang San and Xiao Wu students of Notting Academy?

They were.

Was Fang Yuan, this Soul Emperor, the teacher of these two students?

He was.

Then did the students of their academy receive instruction from a Soul Emperor-level expert?

They absolutely did!

I haven't said a single lie, so what are you questioning?

Thus, compared to the master who freeloaded on food and lodging, Fang Yuan, who also lived at the academy for free, instead became something like the academy's money tree.

After Tang San and Xiao Wu finished class, it became extremely easy for them to go to Fang Yuan for extra tutoring.

Drawing on the trip the two had just taken to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Fang Yuan explained to them the characteristics of immortal herbs as martial souls.

After the lesson ended, he waved Tang San away to rest, but kept Xiao Wu behind.

Tang San did not suspect anything. After bidding Fang Yuan farewell, he left.

Xiao Wu, however, was rather surprised. She had come mainly to sit in on the lesson, so why was her teacher keeping her after class?

Seeing Xiao Wu's puzzled expression, Fang Yuan smiled faintly and said,

"Teacher kept you behind because I have a gift for you."