Lung Mist

Yu Xiaogang gazed at the spatial vortex of the competition stage, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart.

This secret realm was clearly a destiny tailor-made for Yu Xiaogang by heaven.

Thinking back on his trip to Sea God Island, he felt increasingly cheated.

He accomplished nothing of substance, but suffered greatly in the process.

The most regrettable thing is that he didn't even have time to complete the White Level One Trial.

So what if it's just one test? It's a Divine Trial too. What if he passes and gets a level of Soul Power as a reward?

It's just that one crucial step that separates you from level 29 to level 30.

Yu Xiaogang was secretly regretting it, and a sense of unease suddenly arose in her heart.

If you fail the Divine Trial, it seems like someone might die, right?

He frowned, recalling the rules of the Divine Trial that Tang San had mentioned in his previous life. After a moment, his brows relaxed.

He remembered that only those who failed the Black Level or higher assessment would die; those below the Black Level would simply be expelled from Sea God Island.

They had already returned to the mainland, so in terms of punishment, it saved Sea God Island the trouble of expelling them.

Therefore, apart from Bibi Dong, who obtained the Top-Tier Seven Trials, there is nothing to worry about for the others.

As for Bibi Dong...

Yu Xiaogang quickly came up with a solution for her: why not have Qian Xunji remove the Divine Trial mark from her?

With the Qian Family families worshipping the Angel God for generations, how difficult could it be to mobilize the Angel Divine Power to break this restriction?

Qian Xunji can't do it, there's Qian Daoliu, the 99th-level Angel God Great Enshrined, above him.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang finally felt relieved.

Bibi Dong was Qian Xunji's direct disciple, so solving her disciple's problems was simply her duty as a teacher.

Once Bibi Dong is presented to the Qian Family, someone will naturally take care of the mess that remains.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze fell on the three Soul Bone floating in mid-air, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

After absorbing the Soul Bone, Tang San, the traitor in his previous life, greatly increased his Soul Power.

Why was he so focused on figuring out the malignant mutation of his Martial Soul back then, and didn't even think of using the absorption of Soul Bone to forcefully break through the level 30 bottleneck?

If he had figured this out sooner, why would he have spent half his life toiling away at level twenty-nine?

Yu Xiaogang felt increasingly annoyed the more she thought about it.

In my past life, I should have taken a piece of my Soul Bone from my old man and given it to him to absorb.

What's wrong with a good father paving the way for his good son? It's only natural.

Now that he has seen the Soul Bone with his own eyes, he is once again thinking about using it to break through his Soul Bone.

However, Yu Xiaogang withdrew her gaze and began to secretly plan again:

'The matter of the Soul Bone isn't urgent. Right now, there's an opportunity to Martial Soul Evolution. As long as Sanpao truly transforms into Golden Sacred Dragon, why worry about breaking through level 30? At that time, what's a mere Soul Bone worth?'

Yu Xiaogang straightened her chest, put her hands behind her back, and strode confidently to the center of the square, proclaiming loudly:

"Wait a minute, how could this competition be complete without this Grandwet?!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Qian Xunji burst into laughter. "Hahahaha! Well said, how could this Grandwet be missing?"

He looked at the various sects and the many scholars present, and said with a smile:

"This Pope originally thought that today's grand gathering was missing a theoretical genius with profound knowledge of both ancient and modern times. Unexpectedly, the Grandwet Yu Xiaogang has actually returned. With the Grandwet personally presiding over the event, this first-ever theoretical gathering of the entire continent can truly be called a great event."

The Pope's personal praise caused an uproar in the square.

Yu Xiaogang felt completely refreshed, and her vanity was satisfied like never before.

Look how Qian Xunji's words are.

We're back! Everything's back!

It brought back the feeling of seriously studying Martial Soul Theory with Brother Jie and the others.

He held his head high, looking down at the crowd, basking in the glory of being the center of attention.

But Yu Xiaogang was completely unaware that the scholars from the Spirit Hall who had once flattered him now looked at him with utter contempt.

In the VIP section, Yu Yuanzhen stared at Yu Xiaogang on the stage with a sullen face, remaining silent for Jiujiu.

He finally understood that Qian Xunji was deliberately trying to embarrass the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

If Yu Xiaogang is refuted in public after taking the stage, even though she has been expelled from the clan, she will still lose face for the family.

Looking at his eldest son, who was still smugly pleased with himself on the stage, Yu Yuanzhen really wanted to slap him off the Pope Mountain.

After resting for a while, Bibi Dong, Brother Jie, and the others who had previously left to inquire about the competition rules, quickly explained the competition rules to Yu Xiaogang.

He was also informed that Qian Xunji had already grouped him with Brother Jie, Bibi Dong, and others into a team, and they had all signed up together.

Yu Xiaogang was very satisfied after hearing this; Qian Xunji really knew how to handle things.

The competition format is simple: teams are drawn to determine their opponents, and then they compete against each other based on a given topic.

A moment later, Yue Guan announced loudly, "The first round of debates for the inaugural Continental Martial Soul Theory Competition officially begins now."

After one round of drawing lots.

"Scholars from both sides, please come forward to present your arguments."

As the announcement was made, an elderly scholar dressed in a moon-white robe calmly stepped out of his seat.

The opponent he drew happened to be Yu Xiaogang's team.

This old scholar detested those who were boastful and deceitful more than anything else in his life. He almost had a stroke when he saw the theories proposed by Yu Xiaogang. What kind of person dared to publish theories?

He walked slowly to the blue team's seat on the debate stage, looked coldly at Yu Xiaogang, and said solemnly:

"I have long admired Yu Dash­ i's ' Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul ' in his previous work. Today, I would like to ask Master Grandwet a few questions in front of scholars from all over the world."

Yu Xiaogang raised her hand to stop Brother Jie and the others who were about to go on stage.

With only one player from the opposing team on the field, how could he, a renowned theoretical Grandwet, possibly outnumber them? He confidently strode into the red team's seat.

"Please speak freely. If it's about Martial Soul Theory, this Grandwet will answer to the best of his knowledge."

The old scholar gave a mocking smile, placed the book on the desk, and said in a deep voice:

"In his writings, the Grandwet claims that Plant-type Martial Soul can absorb beast-type Soul Ring. However, this was already documented in detail by sages tens of thousands of years ago. May I ask, Grandwet, did you create this theory yourself, or did you simply copy and quote it?"

Yu Xiaogang's smile froze slightly.

In his previous life, he publicly revealed the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, always assuming that these theories were entirely his own creation.

Although he never openly boasted about it in this life, he never cited any source, yet he still claimed it as his own.

Moreover, most of the commoner Soul Master were grateful to him after learning about this theory.

They had virtually no proper theories about Soul Master to learn, so this theory spread widely and was naturally regarded as his own creation.

Although it was plagiarized, as long as no one points it out, it is considered his achievement.

Before Yu Xiaogang could figure out how to refute him, the old scholar continued to press, his tone becoming increasingly sharp:

"I've also heard the Grandwet's famous saying: 'There are no useless Martial Soul, only useless Soul Master.'"

"May I ask, Grandwet, you hail from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, possessing abundant resources, yet your cultivation is stuck at level twenty-nine with no further progress. According to you, if your Martial Soul isn't Trash Martial Soul, then as Soul Master, if you can't even unlock the potential of your own Martial Soul, doesn't that prove you're just a useless bum?"

"Does the Grandwet not know that absorbing Soul Bone can increase Soul Power? Soul Bone are indeed rare, but with the Grandwet's status, even if he asked the elders of his sect to slaughter Soul Beast to increase the chance of obtaining a Soul Bone, getting a Thousand-Year Soul Bone wouldn't be difficult, would it?"

"Grandwet, have you come here today seeking academic truth, or do you intend to use such clumsy tricks to attract attention and deceive the world?"

A series of questions left Yu Xiaogang speechless.

He had only just remembered that the Soul Bone could help him break through to level 30. Even after becoming the Dragon God Douluo in his previous life, he had never thought of such a method.

In other words, he had lived two lifetimes, yet none of them could compare to this one sentence spoken to his face.

The theoretical scholars gathered below the stage echoed their sentiments, their gazes towards Yu Xiaogang filled with mockery.

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled slightly, and her face was burning hot.

He opened his mouth, his lips were dry, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

He tried to argue several times, but found that no matter which point he made, he couldn't avoid the evidence presented by the other side.

The audience's agreement and sarcasm rose and fell, and the more he listened, the more embarrassed he felt.

P. S.: The theoretical plot will be quickly transitioned into later parts; this has been covered to death in fanfiction. The author can simply lay out the opening. The main focus is on creating interesting plot twists later on.