Even the Voice Pack Was Speechless

"I'm looking for Xiao Wu. What's it to you?"

Ning Wen sneered and waved him off in disgust. "Go bother someone else!"

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened.

At Notting Academy, the title "Grandmaster" carried status and prestige. Ordinary students, and even many Soul Masters, treated him with respect.

But Ning Wen's tone showed him none at all.

How could Yu Xiaogang stand for that?

"Xiao Wu is an enrolled student at Notting Academy and lives on campus. As a teacher, I have every right to ask."

Yu Xiaogang frowned, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke sternly. "If you can't give me a proper explanation, go back where you came from!"

Hah. He thinks being a teacher gives him authority over me? What a joke.

If he weren't still of some use to me, I'd have slapped him to death long ago.

Ning Wen curled his lip.

Yu Xiaogang, a teacher? Parasite was more like it.

The original story had never mentioned Yu Xiaogang teaching a single class at Notting Academy.

In a sense, that was actually good for its students.

With all the holes in Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul Theory, a Soul Master who followed it would be lucky to escape without permanent harm.

If their luck was worse, they might even lose their life.

Not everyone was a Child of Destiny like Tang San, who could turn disaster into good fortune.

"I'm Ning Wen, Xiao Wu's fiancé. We were promised to each other before we were born."

Ning Wen couldn't be bothered with him any longer and said it outright.

"What!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted. He froze where he stood.

Xiao Wu had a fiancé?

He had seen how close Tang San and Xiao Wu were.

He didn't know Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, but he knew how talented she was.

Another with Innate Full Soul Power.

It was just a pity her Martial Soul was a Soft Bone Rabbit.

But beside Innate Full Soul Power, that was clearly a minor issue.

Otherwise, Yu Xiaogang would never have let Tang San keep living in that filthy Work-Study Student Dormitory.

He had done it to bring Tang San and Xiao Wu closer.

Everything had gone smoothly. During this break from Notting Academy, Xiao Wu had even gone home with Tang San.

The fact that they had become sworn siblings had caught Yu Xiaogang somewhat off guard.

But with his years of experience, he could tell Tang San liked Xiao Wu, even if the boy hadn't realized it himself.

And Xiao Wu had feelings for Tang San too.

So Yu Xiaogang had chosen to let things take their course. Once they understood their true feelings, their relationship would change completely.

He had never expected Xiao Wu to suddenly turn out to have a fiancé.

Panic and a sense of crisis swept through Yu Xiaogang.

He knew that feeling all too well!

Years ago, he had lost Bibi Dong, then let Liu Erlong down. Those two heartbreaks had scarred him for life!

If Tang San learned Xiao Wu already had a fiancé, would his spirit break? Would he never recover?

Yu Xiaogang didn't know, and he didn't dare take the chance.

No! Absolutely not!

Tang San was his only hope, the one bet he had staked his entire future on!

He would not let anyone or anything destroy that hope.

"What's your name? What's your Soul Power level this year?" Yu Xiaogang asked, looking down his nose at him.

As he saw it, if Ning Wen really was Xiao Wu's fiancé, why hadn't he come to Notting Academy with her?

There was only one explanation: the boy probably had no Soul Power, or his Innate Soul Power was so low he didn't qualify to attend a Soul Master Academy.

Yu Xiaogang knew plenty about people in that position.

He had once been in the same situation himself, forced to slink away when Spirit Hall made things difficult for him.

But that didn't mean he felt any sympathy.

That was how selfish Yu Xiaogang was.

That good-for-nothing thinks he deserves to question me?

Even killing someone like him would dirty my hands.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Ning Wen cursed him without holding back.

"Is that any way to speak to me?"

Yu Xiaogang's face filled with pride.

"I published the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, along with many other famous theories. It's thanks to my theories that commoners like you can compete with nobles and sect disciples on equal footing!"

"Pfft!"

Ning Wen couldn't hold back his laughter.

Yu Xiaogang truly had no shame.

The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul were nothing but other people's research cobbled together and passed off as his own.

Worse, he had taken sound theories and turned them into faulty ones.

And now he had the nerve to claim all the credit for talented commoners finding success.

Could anyone really be that blindly full of himself?

I've lived for countless ages, and I've never seen anyone so shameless!

He stole others' work, twisted sound principles, misled students, and still calls himself the savior of commoner Soul Masters? Absurd!

Bibi Dong, you've done more harm than you know!

Ning Wen's mouth twitched.

Well, even the voice pack was speechless.

Yu Xiaogang, you really are something else!

But why had it suddenly dragged Bibi Dong into this?

All right, she did have something to do with it.

If Bibi Dong hadn't been such a fool for love, a good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang would never have become so famous!

Bibi Dong, you really deserve this!

If you're going to lose your head over someone, at least pick someone worthwhile!

"What are you laughing at, brat? Go ask around. Who hasn't heard of me, Yu Xiaogang?"

Seeing Ning Wen's expression, Yu Xiaogang flew into a rage. "Even the Spirit Hall Leadership once held my theories in the highest regard!"

Ning Wen looked at Yu Xiaogang as if he were an idiot.

The "Spirit Hall Leadership" probably meant no one but that lovestruck Bibi Dong!

"Held them in high regard? You know perfectly well where those so-called theories of yours came from, Yu Xiaogang!"

Ning Wen gave a mocking laugh. "There's nothing I despise more than plagiarists like you!"

The words cut straight through Yu Xiaogang's false front.

"Nonsense! My theories have been verified countless times."

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red. Humiliated and furious, he snapped, "Who are you, a mere brat, to judge my life's work?"

I've had enough. I want to slap this disgusting man to death!

For once, Ning Wen agreed with the voice pack. He'd had enough too.

One yellow and two purple Soul Rings suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

They drew the attention of everyone nearby.

"A thousand-year second ring?!"

Yu Xiaogang cried out at the sight. "A Soul Elder! How is that possible? How old are you?"

A thousand-year second Soul Ring, and already a Soul Elder at such a young age—no ordinary Soul Master could achieve that!

That boy had to have powerful backing. He was very likely from some major faction.

Yu Xiaogang went pale and instinctively took half a step back.