The Kitten Gradually Adapts

But the target he was kneeling on was not Yu Luomian, but the boy he had just been thinking of taking on as a disciple.

"You... you."

Before Yu Xiaogang to question him, Yu Luomian rebuked him angrily.

"You bastard, you piece of trash, haven't you seen our Son of the Dragon yet?"

Yu Luomian spoke.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang looked horrified.

"He's the Son of the Dragon?! How is that possible?! My father would never hand over the position of the Son of the Dragon to someone else!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, kneeling on the ground, was filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that his father would give the title of "Son of the Dragon" to someone else so casually, since even Yu Tianheng Yu Tianxin were not qualified to have this title.

"Hmph, why not? Xiao Yu is twelve years old and a level forty-six Soul Ancestor. Isn't his talent far superior to your so-called Tang San?"

Upon hearing Yu Luomian's words, everyone present stared in horror at Xiao Yu's direction.

Especially Tang San and his group.

The look of horror on his face deepened.

Because they clearly remembered that when they met him two years ago, he was still a Soul Elder. In just two short years, he not only broke through to the Soul Ancestor, but also raised his Soul Power to level 46!

Twelve years old, Level 46

This can no longer be explained away by Yu Xiaogang's earlier statement about having a large family and business.

With such talent, Yu Xiaogang couldn't find any excuse to deny it, because even the Clear Sky Sect, and even Tang Hao, couldn't reach level forty-six at the age of twelve.

Oscar looked at Xiao Yu, a sense of understanding rising within him.

So that's how it is. So that's the real reason.

Upon hearing Xiao Yu's age and Soul Power cultivation, Yu Xiaogang was completely incredulous, as if he had gone mad.

"No, this is impossible, this is impossible! My theory can't be wrong, how could someone who is only twelve years old and has reached level forty-six exist?!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Luomian's gaze toward Yu Xiaogang grew even colder and more indifferent.

Out of respect for his elder brother, he had been holding back from making a move, but now, he was about to lose his temper.

Just as Yu Luomian raised his hand, intending to teach Yu Xiaogang a lesson on behalf of his elder brother, Xiao Yu slowly spoke.

"Heh, a frog in a well, believing only in the small patch of blue sky it sees, and then completely denying that the blue sky should be boundless? How laughable! No wonder you were expelled from the sect. It's a misfortune for the sect leader to have a son like you. Master's Master, I suggest we go back and have the sect leader get a blood test."

Xiao Yu took a step forward, and his Soul Power began to surge violently.

Soon, four Soul Rings, three purple and one black, appeared at Xiao Yu's feet.

After receiving Ning Rongrong's gift, Xiao Yu's original fourth thousand-year Spirit Ring was directly upgraded to a ten-thousand-year one.

The first three Soul Rings were upgraded to the range of five thousand to eight thousand years through multiple gift packs to increase their age.

Looking at this lavish scene before him, Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded.

No, there's no yellow, it's all purple, and the fourth Soul Ring is an unprecedented black ten-thousand-year ring.

Seeing this scene that was beyond Yu Xiaogang's imagination, Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled slightly, his blood-red eyes were filled with disbelief, and his mouth slowly opened and closed, as if he wanted to argue about something.

But faced with such a powerful scene, Yu Xiaogang knew that nothing he said would make a difference.

Therefore, he could only lower his head, blushing with embarrassment.

He could only kneel on the ground, feeling utterly humiliated, and respectfully call out "Son of the Dragon."

Zhu Zhuqing was standing next to Xiao Yu, also brightened up when she saw the four Soul Rings at Xiao Yu's feet.

Perhaps I won't just avoid death, I might even go further.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was finally kneeling on the ground, Yu Luomian snorted coldly, then looked at Tang San, who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly.

"You, your name is Tang San, right? Although you're this good-for-nothing's disciple, you're still considered one-third a disciple of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Pay your respects! But remember, you must kowtow."

"I, you."

At this moment, Tang San, who was already severely shocked by the words "twelve years old and level forty-six," looked even more unpleasant after hearing these words.

Not only do I have to kneel, but I also have to kowtow?!

Tang Hao, watching this scene from the shadows, also frowned deeply.

He instinctively wanted to make a move, but Tang Hao quickly relaxed his brow.

He felt that if the Xiao San could learn from her mistakes and strive for improvement, it might be better for her future. After all, her path had been too smooth these past few years, and Xiao Yu was a good whetstone to push Xiao San forward.

"Xiao San, remember this humiliation. You'll pay for it tenfold in the future."

Tang Hao murmured to himself.

On the other side, Tang San had no choice but to do as he was told, kneeling and kowtowing before Xiao Yu.

After all, even though he had learned the entire Tang Sect Secret Arts in his previous life, he still had to kneel and bow to the inner disciples.

Therefore, although Tang San felt humiliated, the sense of order between elders and juniors in his heart began to comfort him.

After Tang San finished paying his respects, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang finally felt their Soul Power being dissipated.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, whose face was ashen, Yu Luomian sneered.

"Yu Xiaogang, you should just stay at the Shrek Academy and live a good life with your precious disciple!!"

After saying that, he left with the others.

Encountering Shrek was merely a side event; their true objective was Rongrong's third Soul Ring.

"Let's go, Zhu Zhuqing, Rongrong."

Xiao Yu spoke to the two women, then placed his hands on their slender waists respectively.

Ning Rongrong has a slender and supple waist.

While Zhu Zhuqing's waist was also slender, it was quite fleshy.

Especially when combined with Zhu Zhuqing's slightly firm body, the combination of one soft hand and one hard hand was incredibly pleasurable.

What's even better about Zhu Zhuqing is that when you support her waist, even a slight up-and-down sway can produce a delightful surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing blushed as she experienced all of this, feeling incredibly shy.

Before long, the Shrek Devils, who were essentially complete losers, watched Yu Luomian and the others depart into the distance.

My feelings are hard to express.

Flender, his face full of frustration, then helped Yu Xiaogang up.

Oscar then helped Tang San up.

Ma Hongjun then went to the back and carried the unconscious Dai Mubai on his back.

After this incident, all of them looked very unwell.

Their so-called Shrek was being trampled on without any dignity.

"Xiao San, is he the one you mentioned last time who broke Fatty's arms and legs and poisoned Teacher Zhao?"

Oscar asked, his body trembling.

"Yes"

Tang San stared at the departing group with bloodshot eyes.

Those eyes, filled with rage, were also brimming with chilling killing intent.

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