Yu Xiaogang's Wishful Thinking

Become his disciple!

As long as Ye Hua became the Grandmaster's disciple, Tang San would be his senior brother!

The eldest brother was like a father. When the time came, he would have plenty of ways to deal with Ye Hua!

Not only would the wager be voided, but from then on at the academy, Tang San would rightfully be Ye Hua's elder brother. It would be perfectly natural for him to suppress Ye Hua.

If there were resources, he would enjoy them first!

If there were beauties, he would have first pick!

Even the Soul Rings that the teacher had just told him were extremely important to Soul Masters would be his to obtain first!

Sure enough, the teacher still loved him!

"Junior brother," Tang San even put on a smile, "from now on, we'll be fellow disciples. Let the unpleasantness between us be bygones!"

Tang San had quietly dug a massive pit for Ye Hua.

Yu Xiaogang nodded approvingly at Tang San's attitude. As expected of Xiao San—he was broad-minded indeed.

If Ye Hua continued to cling to the matter, he would only seem petty.

His gaze returned to Ye Hua as he awaited his answer.

Director Su's eyes lit up, and he hurried over. "Student Ye Hua, although the Grandmaster's Soul Power isn't high, his theoretical attainments are among the best in the entire Soul Master world."

"For him to accept you as his disciple is a great fortune!"

"Besides," Yu Xiaogang naturally took over, "as for the wager between you two, let it be dropped for your master's sake. What do you say?"

At last, the dagger was revealed!

The surrounding crowd froze!

Director Su was dumbfounded!

But the words had already left his mouth, and he could not take them back. All he could do was glare at Yu Xiaogang with a livid expression.

You bastard! You freeloaded at the academy, full of theories but unwilling to teach!

I thought taking the initiative to accept a disciple meant you had changed. Now it seemed... heh, bullshit!

Ye Hua finally turned around, sneering inwardly.

Not bad. As expected of the Grandmaster—he sure had one grand principle after another!

The second greatest hypocrite in Douluo truly lived up to his name!

[ Ding— ]

[ Detected that the host has been secretly set up by the Grandmaster and Tang San. Temporary quest triggered. ]

[ Quest Name: Make the Master Spit Blood ]

[ Quest Objective: In the face of certain hypocrites' petty schemes, use any means necessary to make him spit blood. ]

[ Quest Reward: Azure Jade Bracelet (storage Soul Tool, infinite space) ]

[ Quest Description: A tree without bark will surely die; a person without shame is invincible beneath the heavens. Make that scumbag who cheats people of money and women pay the price! ]

Ye Hua remained impassive and silently closed the system quest.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang's mild face, then at the smugness overflowing from Tang San's eyes, a faintly mocking smile on his lips.

"Grandmaster, you want to take me as your disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang's smile stiffened slightly.

"You're someone who doesn't even dare release his own Martial Soul in front of others. What gives you the right to take me as a disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed abruptly.

Director Su furrowed his brows.

He... hiss, it seemed he really had never seen the Grandmaster display his Martial Soul in public!

Didn't the headmaster say he came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? Why did he not dare release his Martial Soul?

The powerful Martial Souls of the Upper Three Sects were a source of lifelong pride!

Before, when the Grandmaster did not show off, Director Su had admired his calm and low-key nature. But now, it seemed there was another reason?

Ye Hua continued speaking, unhurriedly, like a dull blade carving flesh—painful enough to kill, yet never quite killing.

"Born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, with the pure bloodline of the Upper Three Sects. What an illustrious background."

"Unfortunately, your Martial Soul mutated from a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into a pig. Am I wrong?"

"The great~ master~ who collapses from exhaustion after farting and can only fight three times a day?"

Yu Xiaogang's body swayed violently, his face turning deathly pale.

"You! You! You!"

"How did I know?" Ye Hua waved a hand. "That isn't important!"

"What matters is whether I'm wrong. Isn't your Martial Soul a pig?"

"Weren't you driven out by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as a disgrace because your Martial Soul mutated?"

The whispers across the training ground instantly became an uproar!

"An outcast of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"His Martial Soul mutated into a pig? Is that real?"

"He doesn't dare release his Martial Soul... could it actually be true?"

"My god, a useless reject driven out by his clan actually dared to pose as a Grandmaster at the academy?"

Yu Xiaogang's face went from white to red, then from red to purple. His lips trembled, and his chest heaved violently.

He wanted to refute him.

He wanted to say that Ye Hua was talking nonsense.

But he did not dare!

Because it was true!

Luo Sanpao did look like a pig when summoned!

A pale purple, plump pig with ears like little fans!

The dignified Grandmaster's Martial Soul was a pig that collapsed after farting?

If that image were displayed before dozens of students, Yu Xiaogang would be completely finished for the rest of his life!

Forget continuing to teach at Notting Academy—even the entire Soul Master world would never look at him straight again!

And his hesitation thoroughly confirmed Ye Hua's words!

After all, when Ye Hua had been questioned, he had released his Martial Soul without the slightest hesitation!

If you, Grandmaster, were truly open and aboveboard, wouldn't you just release your Martial Soul?

That was not something that could be faked. One look would reveal the truth!

Director Su narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn.

If the Grandmaster really was such trash, he would have to speak with the headmaster properly!

A farting Martial Soul? Exhausted after three uses?

How could such trash serve as a guest instructor!

"Take me as your disciple?" Ye Hua continued to mock him, driving the knife in deeper. "What can you teach me?"

"Teach me how to fart?"

"Stink my enemies to death?"

Pfft!

Someone among the watching students could not hold it in and laughed out loud.

That laugh opened the floodgates, and laughter erupted all around, rising and falling without end.

"HAHAHA! Teach people to fart!"

"Grandmaster? Fartmaster would be more like it!"

"I was wondering why he always kept such a straight face and acted all profound. Turns out he's a useless reject thrown out by his clan!"

Yu Xiaogang stood there as the last trace of color drained completely from his face.

A strange sound came from his throat, as though something had been forcibly squeezed out of his chest.

Then his body abruptly bent forward—

Wah!

Blood burst from his mouth!

It splattered across the blue-brick ground of the training field, crimson and glaring!

"Teacher!"

Tang San cried out and rushed forward to support Yu Xiaogang.

But Yu Xiaogang's body had already gone limp. Had Tang San not caught him in time, this "Grandmaster" would likely have collapsed straight to the ground.

Ye Hua looked at the pool of blood, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He said nothing more and turned to leave.

Since he had achieved his purpose, he could not be bothered to waste words on Yu Xiaogang.

Behind him came Tang San's furious shouting and the students' chaotic clamor, but Ye Hua ignored them.

He had more important matters to handle!

[ Ding— ]

[ Quest "Make the Master Spit Blood" completed. ]

[ Issuing reward... ]

[ Azure Jade Bracelet issued. ]

The next second, an exquisite bracelet of clear emerald jade appeared around Ye Hua's wrist.

"Mm, not bad, not bad. Now I won't have to worry about having nowhere to store miscellaneous things!"

With a sweep of his hand, Ye Hua transferred the Gold Soul Coins and clothes in his carry bag, even the bedding, into the Azure Jade Bracelet.

His body immediately felt much lighter. The stifling discomfort of being pressed and squeezed by the bag and bedding vanished without a trace!

Without slowing, Ye Hua headed toward the work-study students' Seventh Dormitory.

Although he planned to rent a place outside the academy rather than live in the dormitory, he had not forgotten Xiao Wu.

Liquid Stockings, braided hair, leg-play years...

Before she slept with Tang San, he would first trick her into coming to his side!

Sure enough, because Tang San and the Grandmaster had delayed him earlier, by the time Ye Hua found the work-study students' Seventh Dormitory, Xiao Wu had already thoroughly beaten Wang Sheng and become the boss of the Seventh Dormitory.

Her petite body was still immature, though her chest had begun to show. Her brown braid hung behind her head, and she even wore a carrot hair clip.

Her white Liquid Stockings were patterned with pink vertical stripes, full of texture and allure, making one want to reach out and play with them, to feel the texture of those pink stripes brushing across one's palm.

"I admit it," Ye Hua confessed inwardly. I'm lusting after her body. I'm trash!

But he had not expected that the moment he stepped through the door, Xiao Wu would wink at him playfully. "All right! The bedding for this big sister has arrived!"