Yu Xiaogang Reduced to a Clown!

Lin Tian raised his gaze and looked at Yu Xiaogang.

"You said 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 silent.

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

The oppressive force brought by a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring spread out without concealment.

The expressions of several soul masters closest to Lin Tian changed in succession.

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

"A black Soul Ring..."

"Is that really his first Soul Ring?"

"At level twenty Soul Power, his first Soul Ring is already ten thousand years old?"

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

"This is unbelievable."

Whispers rose from all around 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's studied soul master theory for years and even calls himself a theoretical master."

"Looking at it now, his theories aren't much after all."

"He even misjudged 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 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 crowds and expounding on his theories.

Even though his own Soul Power was only level twenty-nine, he had still earned the respect of many through those theories.

But now, Lin Tian had displayed a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring right before him.

It was the same as publicly denying the research he was proudest of.

"Shut up!"

Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and pointed at Lin Tian.

"Your Soul Ring must be fake!"

The discussions in the hall gradually died down.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the black Soul Ring and continued.

"It is simply impossible for a first Soul Ring to absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

"You only have level twenty Soul Power. How could your body withstand the power of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit 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 truth 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 truly 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 order.

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 took several steps forward.

"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.

"So you also believe 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 from 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 it into the air, preparing to use his soul skill.

"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 to rest until now, but at this moment, she opened them.

There was little emotion visible on her slightly pale face.

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

Soul Rings appeared one after another.

Powerful auras blanketed the hall.

The spears in the guards' hands struck the ground, and crisp, orderly metallic clangs echoed out.

Oscar's Soul Power quickly receded.

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

The weakest among those guards were Soul Elders.

Several of them had even reached the Soul Ancestor realm.

If they really fought, neither he nor Yu Xiaogang stood a chance.

Yu Xiaogang also stopped 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 his Soul Ring to slander my theories. I merely wanted him to recognize his 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 the Soul Ring for a moment.

As a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, she had met 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 this matter is thoroughly 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 could not even identify the cause of my illness."

"I cannot trust your ability to treat me."

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

Yu Xiaogang's face turned 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 Spirit Ring."

Xue Qinghe ignored his defense.

"The cause of my illness is poisoning."

The moment she said this, the hall fell silent once more.

The healing-type soul masters present all looked up.

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

They had examined her for a long time and could only confirm that something was abnormal within Xue Qinghe's body, yet no one had identified any poison.

"Poisoned?"

"His Highness was actually poisoned?"

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

"That Lin Tian didn't even examine her. How did he know?"

Countless gazes turned toward Lin Tian.

Yu Xiaogang and Oscar stood where they were.

Both of their expressions were extremely unsightly.

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

In their previous assessment, they had already attributed Xue Qinghe's symptoms to disordered 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 he had not even identified what illness she had.

"That's impossible..."

Yu Xiaogang spoke in a low voice.

"Her symptoms clearly indicate..."

"Take him away."

Xue Qinghe raised a hand.

The Royal Guards did not give Yu Xiaogang a chance to continue explaining.

Two guards moved to stand on either side of Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang instinctively circulated his Soul Power.

But several streams of Soul Power in the hall locked onto him at once.

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

"Your Highness, you cannot believe Lin Tian!"