"Save it. Your so-called theories are riddled with holes, nothing but scraps dragged in from all over and haphazardly mashed together. Utter bullshit."
"Everyone knows your theories have never had a single successful practical application, Yu Xiaogang. All that talk of advanced research and guiding Soul Masters in their cultivation is nothing but your own fantasy."
"When people call you Grandmaster, they're just treating you like Kong Yiji-someone to amuse themselves with."
"Wake up, Yu Xiaogang. Fool other people if you like, but don't get sucked into your own lies."
Watching Yu Xiaogang wallow in self-admiration, Tang Yin could not help offering a few well-intentioned words of advice.
In his eyes, Yu Xiaogang was a tragic figure like Kong Yiji, trapped in a world of his own imagining, unable to pull himself free.
Born into the illustrious Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he had carried great expectations from childhood, only to become a laughingstock because of his martial soul mutation and be abandoned by his clan.
Later, he had dated two women, and both relationships had been unmitigated tragedies!
In the end, conceited and stubborn, Yu Xiaogang could only pin his hopes on the patchwork martial soul theory in his hands and live within the fantasy world he had built for himself.
In the preceding decades, his martial soul theory had never actually been put into successful practice (in the original story). His becoming an honorary elder of Spirit Hall on the strength of that theory had been due to nothing more than Bibi Dong's assistance and his origins in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
When Yu Xiaogang published his "theory of the ten core competencies of martial soul," he had only been around twenty. The data behind those theories could not withstand scrutiny; neither his age, his strength, nor his experience had been sufficient to support their development.
Besides, if Yu Xiaogang truly possessed such talent and brilliance, why had he accomplished nothing in the nearly thirty years since? That simply could not be explained.
Clearly, then, he had copied all of it. But for a scholar, of course, that was not called copying-it was called drawing inspiration.
Oh, damn. Looking at it that way, Yu Xiaogang really was Douluo's Kong Yiji!
Yu Xiaogang did not know who Kong Yiji was, but he could not tolerate someone casually trampling his magnificent theories!
"Bullshit! How could a junior like you possibly question my theories? Though no one in the Soul Master World has been able to verify that they are correct, no one has ever proved them wrong either!"
"So the answer is obvious. The only reason no one has successfully verified them is that most people in this world are mediocre fools! They cannot begin to comprehend the profound mysteries of the theories I created."
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed with agitation, his eyes reddening.
"All these years, I have been waiting for a heaven-sent genius who can verify the correctness of my theories."
He looked at Tang Yin and Tang San Niang with eyes full of hope. "And you are the destined ones I have waited so desperately for!"
"Children, let me guide your cultivation. I guarantee that I will nurture you into renowned Douluo powerhouses."
"Perhaps even gods!"
Yu Xiaogang's impassioned words brimmed with seductive promise.
But to Tang Yin, he only seemed increasingly deranged.
Tang Yin turned to glance beside him. Tang San Niang was glaring at Yu Xiaogang, her eyes full of disgust.
Forget it. Stupid as Yu Xiaogang was, he had genuinely cared for Tang San in the original course of events.
Then let me sever this karmic tie for my sister!
"Yu Xiaogang, I'll offer you one last piece of guidance. Consider it repayment for those two treasures."
Tang Yin spoke calmly.
"If you truly want to become a Grandmaster respected by everyone through your theories, then you must understand that there are no shortcuts in theoretical research. Only through study accumulated day after day, and gradual refinement, can you hope to accomplish anything."
"Didn't you say no one could prove your theories wrong?"
"Then let me..."
Tang Yin's eyes shone like blazing suns as he spoke, stressing every word.
"Yu Xiaogang! Let me shatter your delusions and knock you back into reality!"
Buzzz-!
The next moment, a pale purple Soul Ring appeared and slowly rose.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints, and he cried out involuntarily, "A Thousand-Year Soul Ring? Impossible!!!"
With a thud, Yu Xiaogang collapsed helplessly onto the ground.
His eyes went blank, his whole body turned cold, and he kept muttering under his breath.
"No! It can't be! My theory can't be wrong!"
"The maximum age of the first soul ring should be four hundred and twenty-three years!"
A trace of anger appeared on Tang San Niang's lovely face. "You don't know what's good for you. My brother kindly offered you guidance, and you still dare question him!"
Though she did not know why her brother wanted to guide this good-for-nothing, Little San Niang supported his decision unconditionally. She would never allow anyone to question him!
So, despite her deep disgust for people like Yu Xiaogang, she still made her move.
"Then let me deliver the final blow, Yu Xiaogang!"
With that, a pale purple Soul Ring also appeared around Tang San Niang.
The Soul Ring danced up and down around Tang San Niang, dazzling and radiant, a breathtaking sight.
The siblings' combination attack packed astonishing power!
In an instant, Yu Xiaogang looked as though he had been struck by lightning, his face turning as white as paper!
"No! Don't! Don't come any closer!!!"
Yu Xiaogang buried both hands in his hair, howling in agony. Unable to accept this cruel reality, he was on the verge of a complete breakdown.
Tang Yin's gaze remained as still as an ancient well.
How weak you are, Yu Xiaogang.
Hopefully, this will finally wake you up.
In this life, I won't hand my sister over for you to raise. Without my Little San Niang, those bullshit theories of yours are nothing but a pile of wastepaper.
Tang Yin shook his head and took his sister's and Xiao Wu's little hands.
"Little sister, let's go."
"Don't talk to people like him again. They're too stupid."
Deranged and tormented, Yu Xiaogang watched with bloodshot eyes as Tang Yin led the two girls away.
Why? Why are these siblings treating me like this?
What did I ever do wrong? Aaaah!!!
His lips parted and closed, and his throat bobbed.
Yu Xiaogang roared.
"No, that's not how it is!"
"I have ten core theories! This only proves that one of them has a slight flaw. It doesn't mean there's anything wrong with all of them!"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Like a man clutching his last life-saving straw, Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth in a grin and laughed, his expression utterly deranged.
"Hahaha, I still have nine core theories, and they're all correct."
Yu Xiaogang sneered.
"Hmph! What does a mere brat know about theoretical research? All empty boasting, pretending to understand what he doesn't!"
"And he dreams of shattering my theoretical framework? How vile! How hateful! How infuriating!!!"
"One day, I will prove to the entire Soul Master World that my ten core theories of martial souls are invincible! I will become the godfather of the entire Soul Master World, revered by countless people."
"I will make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan proud of me, and make everyone who ever mocked me regret it beyond all remedy!"
"Hehehe~ Hahahaha~"
As his thoughts reached the delightful part, Yu Xiaogang could not help chuckling quietly.
His shoulders bobbed up and down, making him look somewhat unhinged.
As the saying went, every pitiful person had something hateful about them.
This was probably just such a case.
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