Yu Xiaogang Overheated, a Brief Peace!

"Flender, why were you in such a hurry to write and ask me to come? I'd originally planned to come in half a month..."

At Shrek Academy, in the dean's office.

An unexpected visitor had arrived, none other than the original story's great theory "master," Yu Xiaogang, who had broken through to level 29 before he was even fifty.

Yu Xiaogang sipped his hot tea and frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Hehe, because I have a surprise for you." Flender chuckled, excitement on his face.

"Xiaogang, let me tell you, a genius came to Shrek Academy half a month ago. A monster among monsters."

"Oh? Interesting." Yu Xiaogang chuckled, his eyes lighting up with a glimmer of confident wisdom.

He thought Flender was praising his disciple.

After all, his Tang San truly was a genius. At just twelve years old, he had already broken through to level 29. Surely it wouldn't be long before he became a Soul Elder.

But the next moment, Flender abruptly changed tack. He pushed up his glasses and thrust his hooked nose right in front of Yu Xiaogang, giving him a fright.

"Xiaogang, that Little Monster is the same age as your disciple Tang San, but he broke through to level 33 long ago. Just yesterday, before he left for Star Dou Forest..."

"He said it himself, and I checked too. The Little Monster's Soul Power had actually broken through to level 35!!!"

Flender's voice was filled with delight from beginning to end. Tianyu's speed of advancement really had exceeded his expectations.

With a splutter, Yu Xiaogang sprayed out his tea.

The strong tea shot straight from his mouth onto Flender's face, leaving it covered in tea stains.

"What? Level 35!"

"Flender, are you joking? How is that possible?"

Shock covered Yu Xiaogang's face, and his pupils contracted sharply. His whole body trembled at the news, as though he had heard something unbelievable-and it really was unbelievable!

Was this a joke?

He, Yu Xiaogang, had cultivated so hard for so long and was nearly fifty, yet his Soul Power Level had remained welded to level 29. No matter how he tried, he couldn't raise it.

But now someone was telling him-and that someone was his good brother Flender-that there was a genius.

One even more formidable than his disciple Tang San, who had easily broken through to level 35 at the same age!

Which great sect had sent this disciple out for experience?

But a sect would have to have its brains explode to send a genius like that out for experience. Going out before cultivating to Titled Douluo? Not a chance!

"Hahahaha!" Flender laughed and wiped the tea off his face, apparently unbothered.

It was the first time he had seen Yu Xiaogang look so flustered. Usually, he was so good at putting on a solemn front.

"Flender, is this true? What's his Martial Soul?"

Seeing that he had piqued Yu Xiaogang's interest, Flender dropped another enormous nuclear bomb:

"Just like you, an External Martial Soul!"

At those words, Yu Xiaogang fell to his knees with a thud. In an instant, his whole body went limp. Not only was his forehead covered in sweat, but his back was already drenched too.

"An External Martial Soul?"

"And he cultivates that fast? How is that possible?"

Yu Xiaogang's defenses completely crumbled. If Tianyu had possessed a top-tier Martial Soul, he could have accepted it, but an External Martial Soul like his own? That was beyond belief.

"Then his External Martial Soul must be very powerful, right? Is it much stronger than my Sanpao?"

"Not really, though it does look much cuter than Luo Sanpao. Even so, it's just a little fellow the size of a palm."

Flender spoke these perfectly inconsequential words with a perfectly serious face, but to Yu Xiaogang's ears, they were unbearably grating, like thorns pricking his back and a fishbone lodged in his throat.

"Why? Why does he get that? We both have External Martial Souls, yet his Soul Power Level has risen so quickly, while I'm still stuck at level 29, unable to advance."

"Wait, I need to calm down. I need to calm down... After all these years, I don't care about this anymore."

Yu Xiaogang breathed rapidly, thinking to himself. A moment later, however, he regained his composure and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Then, the very next second, Flender delivered one final critical hit:

"Oh, right, Xiaogang, are your Ten Great Theories of Martial Soul accurate? That kid's name is Tianyu, and his Second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one..."

"A thousand-year Second Soul Ring!"

With a smack, Yu Xiaogang suddenly fainted without warning. On closer inspection, though, his face could be seen to have turned exceedingly red-he had overheated.

"Xiaogang, Xiaogang, what's wrong?"

Flender was dumbfounded. He had never expected Yu Xiaogang to have a sudden attack and was completely stunned. He hurried forward, helped him up, and pressed the point beneath his nose.

Yu Xiaogang: "Since Yu was born, why was Gang born too?"

Leaving aside Yu Xiaogang's sudden faint from a surge of anger at Shrek Academy, Tianyu had only just settled down to rest.

Being drained dry all night had left Tianyu a little tired. Fortunately, he had a purple thousand-year healing-type Heaven-Breaking Stone in hand, which made him feel better.

In the camp, Zhao Wuji stood guard by the fire and looked at the Little Monsters' tents with a deep sigh. For safety's sake, he decided to guard the camp himself.

"Thank goodness none of the Little Monsters got lost, especially Tang San and Ning Rongrong. One is that person's son, and the other is the only daughter of a great sect..."

"If those two went missing, I'd probably lose my life!" Zhao Wuji thought, still shaken.

As for that Little Monster Tianyu, thank goodness he came back too. Once we help Tang San hunt down his Third Soul Ring over the next few days, we'd better hurry back. I'm never coming to this damned place again!

Looking up at the starry sky, Zhao Wuji, who had risen to become a level 76 Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder, really had been frightened this time. Who would have thought that, merely by going to the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest,

They would run into two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts!

A Titled Douluo would probably have been glad to see such an opportunity, but they were just a bunch of small fry. They were lucky to have survived the encounter.

In fact, Zhao Wuji did have a few questions. This time, not only had everyone survived, but they had also gained unexpected benefits.

For instance, Xiao Wu had also broken through to level 30, then absorbed her Third Soul Ring and obtained the Teleportation Soul Skill!

"I hope nothing else happens tomorrow."

Zhao Wuji reflected to himself. Inside the tents, meanwhile, few could actually sleep easy.

It couldn't be helped. The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts from earlier had been far too dangerous. Anyone who could sleep tonight had to be broad-hearted indeed.

Ma Hongjun, for his part, slept like a pig. He really was broad-hearted enough.

Oscar, Tang San, and Dai Mubai, who shared a tent with him, had eyes as wide as copper bells and didn't dare sleep a wink. Listening to his snores, they looked at one another.

I wonder how Rongrong is doing. Is she scared?

Oscar thought to himself and began to fantasize. If only she would come looking for him now; he would be sure to comfort him properly.

Yet when danger appeared, Oscar was the quickest to hide.

Little did he know that, at that very moment, an unexpected visitor had arrived outside Tianyu's tent. It was the beautiful girl Oscar longed for day and night-

Ning Rongrong!