Yu Xiaogang Reduced to a Clown!

Lin Tian raised his eyes and looked at Yu Xiaogang.

"Didn't you say that the first Soul Ring could only absorb one that was over four hundred years old?"

"Open your eyes and look carefully."

"Just how many years is my first Soul Ring?"

The hall fell completely silent.

That pitch-black Soul Ring slowly rotated, its black radiance reflecting beneath Lin Tian's feet.

The oppressive force brought by the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring spread outward without the slightest concealment.

The expressions of several Soul Masters closest to Lin Tian changed one after another.

They could clearly sense the immense power contained within that Soul Ring.

"A black Soul Ring..."

"Is that really his first Soul Ring?"

"Twenty levels of Soul Power, and his first Soul Ring is already ten thousand years old?"

"I've never heard of such a thing."

"That's unbelievable."

Whispers rose from every corner of the hall.

A middle-aged man from a Soul Master clan stared at Yu Xiaogang and suddenly spoke up:

"Isn't this the master from Shrek Academy?"

"I heard he has studied Soul Master theory for years and even calls himself a theoretical master."

"Now that I see it, his theories aren't much to speak of."

"He couldn't even judge the age limit of a first Soul Ring. Calling him a fraud wouldn't be unfair."

The surrounding gazes gradually settled on Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed bright red.

What he cared about most was the title of theoretical master.

Over the years, wherever he went, he had grown accustomed to standing before others and expounding on his theories.

Even though his Soul Power was only level twenty-nine, those theories had still earned him considerable respect.

But now, Lin Tian had placed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring right before him.

It was equivalent to publicly denying the research he had been most proud of.

"Shut up!"

Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and pointed at Lin Tian.

"Your Soul Ring must be fake!"

The discussion in the hall gradually quieted.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the black Soul Ring and continued:

"Absorbing a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast as a first Soul Ring is simply impossible."

"You only have twenty levels of Soul Power. How could your body withstand the power of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

"You must have used some special method to forge that Soul Ring, all to slander my theories."

Lin Tian said calmly:

"You claim my Soul Ring is fake. Then show me the evidence."

Yu Xiaogang was left speechless.

Of course, he had no evidence.

But he could not accept the reality before his eyes.

"Oscar."

Yu Xiaogang turned to look at Oscar beside him.

"Go teach him a lesson."

"Let everyone see what a real Soul Master is capable of."

Oscar clenched the sausage in his hand, hesitation appearing on his face.

Although he did not want to fight Lin Tian, he did not dare disobey Yu Xiaogang's command.

Besides, so many Soul Masters had gathered around them.

If he backed down now, he would surely be mocked by the others after returning to Shrek Academy.

Oscar stepped forward a few paces.

"Lin Tian, the teacher is right."

"A first Soul Ring being ten thousand years old has never happened before."

"If you know what's good for you, put away your martial soul and apologize to the teacher."

Lin Tian looked at him.

"Looks like you also think Yu Xiaogang's theory is correct."

Oscar did not answer.

He raised his right hand, and a pink sausage appeared in his palm.

Two yellow Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

The Soul Power of a level twenty-seven Soul Grandmaster spread outward.

"Second Soul Skill, Detox Little Sausage."

A faint glow appeared on the pink sausage.

Oscar tossed the sausage into the air, preparing to unleash his Soul Skill.

"Everyone, stop."

A calm voice came from the front of the hall.

Xue Qinghe sat in the seat of honor.

She had kept her eyes closed in rest until now, but at this moment, she opened them.

There was little emotion visible on her somewhat pale face.

Yet as she rose, the Royal Guard Corps behind her released their Soul Power at the same time.

Soul Rings appeared one after another.

A powerful aura blanketed the hall.

The spears in the guards' hands struck the floor, and the crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

Oscar's Soul Power rapidly receded.

He glanced at the Royal Guards around him, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

The weakest among those guards possessed the cultivation of a Soul Elder.

Several of them had even reached the Soul Ancestor realm.

If they truly fought, neither he nor Yu Xiaogang would have any chance of winning.

Yu Xiaogang also froze where he stood.

He had not expected Xue Qinghe to speak up and stop them at this moment.

"Your Highness."

Yu Xiaogang cupped his hands.

"This man deliberately forged a Soul Ring and slandered my theories. I merely wanted him to recognize his own mistake."

"Whether the Soul Ring was forged cannot be determined for now."

Xue Qinghe looked at the black Soul Ring beneath Lin Tian's feet.

Her gaze lingered on that Soul Ring for a moment.

As a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, she had seen many Soul Masters and heard countless rumors.

Yet this was also the first time she had seen a first Soul Ring that had reached ten thousand years.

"However, before the matter is fully investigated, no one is permitted to fight here."

Xue Qinghe withdrew her gaze and turned toward Yu Xiaogang and Oscar.

"Throw them out."

Two Royal Guards immediately stepped forward.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.

"Your Highness, I am the one who came to treat you."

Xue Qinghe looked at him.

"You did not even identify the cause of my illness."

"I cannot trust your ability to treat me."

"As for the theories you spoke of, if even you cannot explain a ten-thousand-year first Soul Ring, how can you expect me to believe you?"

Yu Xiaogang's face went pale.

He looked at Lin Tian, then at Xue Qinghe.

"Your Highness, there must be something wrong with his Soul Ring."

"A level-twenty Soul Master cannot possibly absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring."

Xue Qinghe ignored his defense.

"The cause of my illness is poisoning."

The moment those words were spoken, the hall fell silent once more.

The healing-type Soul Masters present all raised their heads.

Even the city lord, Zhou Yuanshan, revealed a shocked expression.

They had examined her for a long time and could only determine that something was abnormal within Xue Qinghe's body, yet no one had pointed out the presence of poison.

"Poisoned?"

"His Highness was actually poisoned?"

"With so many of us here, not one of us saw the problem."

"That Lin Tian never even examined His Highness. How did he know?"

Countless gazes fell upon Lin Tian.

Yu Xiaogang and Oscar stood rooted in place.

Both of their expressions were extremely unpleasant.

They truly had not realized that Xue Qinghe had been poisoned.

In fact, in their earlier diagnosis, they had attributed Xue Qinghe's symptoms to chaotic Soul Power and the recurrence of old injuries.

The sausage in Oscar's hand slowly lowered.

He had originally wanted to use the Detox Little Sausage to prove himself.

But now, it seemed that he had not even identified what illness she had.

"That's impossible..."

Yu Xiaogang spoke in a low voice.

"Her symptoms clearly were..."

"Take him away."

Xue Qinghe lifted a hand.

The Royal Guards gave Yu Xiaogang no chance to continue explaining.

Two guards took positions to Yu Xiaogang's left and right.

Yu Xiaogang instinctively activated his Soul Power.

But several streams of Soul Power within the hall locked onto him at the same time.

The Soul Power that had just risen within his body was immediately forced back down.

"Your Highness, you cannot believe Lin Tian!"