Insulting Himself Twice in One Sentence: Xiao Gang Spat Blood in Rage, and the Ancestral God Leveled Up
[A Leaf Knows Autumn: I am Amaterasu...] [I Am the Angel God: ????]
Qian Chiyan understood every word she saw individually, but put together, they made no sense to her.
She was utterly baffled.
Then she picked up the two immortal herbs the Group Owner had mentioned, the octagonal mysterious ice grass (an immortal-grade herb of extreme cold) and the infernal delicate apricot (an immortal-grade herb of extreme heat), and ate them together.
Feeling two streams of energy surging wildly through her body, she immediately jumped into the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to absorb its energy.
Before long, her soul power soared from level ninety-three to level ninety-four.
Her physique improved as well.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well truly contained an enormous amount of energy.
Her soul power, muscles, bones, and physique continued to improve.
Her soul power only stopped rising when it reached Level 95.
She felt that her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul had also grown a little stronger.
Although the improvement was smaller than she had imagined, it was still something to celebrate.
She climbed out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Its red and blue waters had already become crystal clear, revealing the bottom.
She picked the two immortal herbs.
Then she sent the immortal herbs the Group Owner needed to him.
[I Am the Angel God: Group Owner, please accept your immortal herbs.] [Xiao Xue'er, please accept your immortal herbs.] [Love-Starved Little Angel: Okay, thank you, Ancestral God! Mwah! You're so wonderful. I'll love you for twenty thousand years!] [A Leaf Knows Autumn: Mm, excellent. Thank you, Angel God. I'll love you for ten thousand years!] [Love-Starved Little Angel: @A Leaf Knows Autumn, Brother Zhi Qiu, you're not allowed to love my Ancestral God.] [Spirit Hall Saintess: @A Leaf Knows Autumn, speaking of which, why does Yu Xiaogang want to take you as his disciple? Where does he get his confidence?]
The corners of Li Qiu's lips lifted as he read the messages in the Chat Window. Didn't you give him that confidence?
And you're still asking where he got it?
[A Leaf Knows Autumn: @Spirit Hall Saintess, you gave him that confidence, didn't you? Didn't you take him into Spirit Hall's Library Pavilion and let him read its books on martial souls and soul beasts?] [Spirit Hall Saintess: I didn't! That was the Bibi Dong in your space-time!]
Li Qiu walked up to Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the others.
"This is my good brother and dear friend, Yu Xiaogang, a Theoretical Grandmaster renowned throughout the Douluo Continent."
Flender raised his voice as he spoke, introducing him not only to Li Qiu but to everyone else as well.
Hearing the dean's introduction, Tang San felt proud too-proud of his teacher, and proud to be his teacher's disciple.
"Oh, is he that famous? How come I've never heard of him?"
Li Qiu shook his head as he spoke.
"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. That famous saying came from my teacher. Impressive, right?"
Tang San spoke proudly, convinced that his teacher's words were a profound truth.
"Wow, how impressive. Insulting himself twice in a single sentence-hasn't he embarrassed himself enough?"
Li Qiu couldn't help finding it hilarious when Tang San actually brought up that saying.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I insult myself?"
Yu Xiaogang had thought that once Tang San recited this theory, Li Qiu would admire him and ask to become his disciple.
He had never expected Li Qiu to dare say something like that.
He wanted to see just what this brat was playing at.
"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Don't you think your Luo Sanpao is useless and can only fart?"
Li Qiu said.
"My Luo Sanpao underwent a malignant mutation. Of course he's useless."
Yu Xiaogang had been certain of that since childhood. There was nothing wrong with it.
"Then doesn't your theory mean you're useless? Isn't that one insult you've hurled at yourself? And your martial soul originally possessed a trace of the Golden Sacred Dragon's bloodline, but you ruined it by attaching soul rings haphazardly. Isn't that another insult to yourself? You call yourself a martial soul theory grandmaster? I'd call you a bullshit grandmaster. You don't understand a thing, yet you dare pose as a teacher!"
Li Qiu's words struck Yu Xiaogang like a thunderbolt.
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he panted like an ox, seething with anger. "Bullshit! It's true that my martial soul possesses a trace of the Golden Sacred Dragon's bloodline, but that doesn't make him a Golden Sacred Dragon!"
"Doesn't your Golden Iron Triangle's Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill summon the Golden Sacred Dragon, with you taking the lead? If you were smart enough and hadn't messed around when attaching soul rings, you wouldn't be as useless as you are now!"
Li Qiu never spared his saliva when insulting someone:
"You're a complete fucking idiot, and you still dare try to take me as your disciple. Stop making a spectacle of yourself and get lost!"
"Holy shit... there's nothing wrong with that argument. There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Yu Xiaogang is fifty now and only level twenty-nine. He really is useless!"
As soon as Zhao Wuji said that,
Flender froze too. There really was nothing wrong with Li Qiu's argument.
How could Xiao Gang have come up with a saying like that to insult himself?
The others also found Li Qiu's words very reasonable.
"You... you..."
Yu Xiaogang staggered back two steps, feeling utterly disgraced. He had never imagined that applying his own theory to himself would instead insult him twice, and he couldn't even refute it.
Even Flender thought it made sense, driving him into an even greater frenzy of rage.
"Pfft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood and toppled backward.
"Xiao Gang... are you all right?" Flender immediately supported Yu Xiaogang and led him away.
"Click..." Li Qiu sent a picture of Yu Xiaogang spitting blood and collapsing to the Past and Present Chat Group.
[Love-Starved Little Angel: Uh... ah... wow, Yu Xiaogang spat... spat blood! Why did he spit blood? How pitiful...] [Spirit Hall Saintess: I don't even need to look to know our handsome, clever Group Owner made him so angry he spat blood.] [I Am the Angel God: Group Owner, what did you say to make him that angry? I've gained two levels. Feels great...] [Love-Starved Little Angel: Congratulations, Ancestral God...] [Spirit Hall Saintess: I'm jealous. I'm still flying to Sunset Forest.] [A Leaf Knows Autumn: Nothing much. I just used Yu Xiaogang's own saying: there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. I said he'd insulted himself twice in one sentence. His martial soul is Luo Sanpao, and he only reached level twenty-nine at fifty.] [Love-Starved Little Angel: Boohoo... Brother Qiu, how are you soooo smart? That sentence really does insult him twice. This Theoretical Grandmaster really is all reputation and no substance. He hasn't even realized how stupid he is. Yu Xiaogang is so disgusting. How could that auntie love him so much? I really never expected this! I'm going to show that auntie the picture of Yu Xiaogang coughing up blood so she can see what he's really like. Then she won't hate me anymore, right?] [A Leaf Knows Autumn: If she hates you, she'll still hate you!] [Love-Starved Little Angel: Boohoo...]
"Li Qiu, don't get too cocky! If anything happens to my teacher, I'll fight you to the death!" Tang San roared at Li Qiu in fury. He had almost pulled out his hidden weapons just now.
In the end, he still hadn't taken them out.
He turned and left with Flender.
Zhao Wuji, meanwhile, walked up to Li Qiu. "You brat... to think you knew how to hit back like that... Yu Xiaogang's training methods are pretty decent, but how did you find the flaw in his theory? Yu Xiaogang isn't completely worthless. He also has some insightful ideas about the age limits for soul rings. Generally, the maximum age you can absorb for your first soul ring is a little over a hundred years, and for your second soul ring, it's a little over seven hundred years... We've all tested those. They're very accurate."