Jie's Seal Removed

(This chapter has been heavily edited due to Shen He's involvement...)

The lights flickered in the theoretical discussion room of the Spirit Hall.

Before we knew it, it was completely dark.

The desk was covered with densely packed theoretical ideas. Yu Xiaogang rubbed his sore lower back and stretched contentedly.

"Today was another thoroughly enjoyable theoretical research session. Gentlemen, it's getting late, time to go home."

Yu Xiaogang stood up triumphantly, straightening his clothes as he addressed the four men, including Brother Jie.

Outside the seminar room, Flender and Liu Erlong had been waiting for quite some time.

As soon as the door opened, Flender quickly stepped forward. "Xiao Gang, you must be tired after a long day of discussions. Sister Erlong and I came here especially to pick you up. Let's go home together?"

Liu Erlong also leaned forward with concern in his eyes. "Your health is weak, you can't keep working day and night like this."

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to reply, Brother Jie, who was standing next to him, put his arm around Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and laughed heartily:

"No need to reply, Grandmaster Yu. My house is quite big. If you're tired of your research, you're welcome to come and visit."

Brother Wei chimed in, "Yeah, let's stop by the market later to buy some good food, and have a good drink tonight."

Flender, having been humiliated, stiffened and tried to interject.

Yu Xiaogang gave the sycophantic Flender a disdainful look and interrupted, "Forget it, this Grandwet is going to have a long talk with them tonight. You guys go back first."

With a few words, Yu Xiaogang dismissed the troublesome Flender, feeling extremely relieved.

But Liu Erlong had been kept in suspense by Yu Xiaogang these past few days, and coupled with her constant wariness of Bibi Dong, she was unwilling to give up easily.

Every time she looked for Yu Xiaogang, he was either researching or on his way to research. Even oxen and horses would kowtow to him; he was just too dedicated.

Even Qian Xunji had to admire Yu Xiaogang's work ethic. If his theories were any better, he would indeed be a promising talent. Unfortunately, his theories were simply appalling.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was about to be taken away by this group of burly men again, Liu Erlong quickly followed, saying, "Wherever Xiao Gang goes, I'll go."

Brother Jie, Brother Billy, and the other three exchanged glances, a meaningful smile playing on their lips, but they did not stop them.

In the city's streets, the four of them, along with Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong, skillfully purchased various foods.

Returning to Brother Jie's mansion, gazing at the grand gates and spacious courtyard, Yu Xiaogang secretly sighed, 'This house is indeed quite large.'

The group sat around a table in the hall, the rich, enticing aroma of wine filling the entire space.

Brother Jie slammed open the wine jar, poured several large bowls full, and warmly greeted them:

"Come on! Drink! Everyone, please don't be shy, eat and drink as much as you like."

Sitting beside him, Liu Erlong felt both admiration and anxiety as he watched Yu Xiaogang being fawned over like a star.

To appear bold and generous in front of Brother Xiaogang, and to prove that she was the only one who truly understood him, she picked up a large bowl, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, amidst the boisterous toasts of the others, she drank several more rounds.

After downing several bowls of strong liquor, Liu Erlong felt a wave of dizziness.

She shook her head groggily, mumbling incoherently, "I can't go on... my head is so dizzy..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto her seat, completely drunk.

Seeing this, Brother Jie exchanged a knowing glance with the other three.

Brother Jie pointed at the fast-sleeping Erlong and exclaimed, "Look, Erlong got drunk after only a few bowls of wine. He's really pathetic!"

Fueled by the alcohol, Yu Xiaogang laughed heartily, "That's right, Erlong is such a loser!"

Brother Jie leaned closer and said, "From what you're saying, you seem pretty brave?"

Yu Xiaogang patted his chest proudly and boasted, "Just kidding, I'm super brave and a super drinker. Besides, everyone in the Spirit Hall knows that Grandmaster theoretical knowledge is unparalleled throughout the entire continent."

"She's a huge drinker and knows a lot of theories about it?"

Brother Jie grinned and praised, "... Not bad, you can tell at a glance that you write theory often."

Yu Xiaogang sobered up a bit and somewhat flusteredly pushed away Brother Jie's hand, "Brother Jie, you..."

Before Yu Xiaogang could react, Brother Wei's large hand quietly moved to his other side.

Brother Jiao chimed in, "You're already level 29, and I can tell you completely misunderstand Martial Soul Theory."

Surrounded by others, Yu Xiaogang lost face and argued back, his face flushed red:

"Understand? What do you mean, 'understand'? This Grandwet is the undisputed master of Martial Soul Theory in this world. Is there anything in this world that I don't understand?"

Brother Jie, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, leaned closer and whispered, "You want to understand? I have some rare, treasured Martial Soul Theory in my room, even more valuable than the ordinary theoretical books in the Spirit Hall..."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up, and he was surprised that there was something even more enticing than the Martial Soul Theory, but he hesitated and asked:

"It looks good? It's a new Soul Skill!"

Brother Billy had somehow appeared behind Yu Xiaogang, said mysteriously:

Come on in and you'll see.

The four men, their faces full of enthusiasm, half-carried and half-pushed Yu Xiaogang away.

As the door closed, Yu Xiaogang suddenly realized that his escape route was cut off. He felt a sudden panic and hurriedly turned around to leave.

But as he turned around, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in surprise.

Of the four people inside, only Brother Jie was still wearing his black-rimmed glasses and casual clothes; the other three had instantly transformed.

Brother Billy his strength into his arms, his Soul Power surging throughout his body, and a kingly smile appeared on his lips.

Brother Wei took out a black mask from his Storage Soul Tool and put it on his head, making a soft clicking sound as he circulated his Soul Power.

Brother Jiao then took out a red headscarf, tied it on his head, and excitedly started a mesmerizing dance.

Yu Xiaogang was relentlessly pursued by the four theoretical Grandmaster, and could only stagger backward, his face turning ashen with fear.

"Why have you all changed into these outfits? What are you doing? Are you researching new Martial Soul Theory?"

Brother Jie, standing directly in front, approached step by step. "That's right, true theory needs to be put into practice. Come, take a look at this Martial Soul Theory question..."

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly pushed away Brother Jie in front of him.

Brother Jie paused slightly as he was pushed, his smile slowly fading. He raised his hand and gently removed his black-rimmed glasses, casually placing them on the table—Seal Jie Exterminate.

Brother Jie's expression turned serious, and he said in a gruff voice, "Let us see...?"

Yu Xiaogang was terrified when he saw even the last Brother Jie take off his glasses and transform into a war god. "You..."

Before Yu Xiaogang could react, Brother Jie stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Don't rush off!"

Brother Wei, Brother Billy, and Brother Jiao took out the Martial Soul Theory books they had just discussed and tossed them at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang was about to speak in her defense, Brother Billy raised his hand and placed it on the book, loudly questioning:

"My dear Xiao Gang, your theory is pure theoretical speculation! True scholarship must withstand the test of practice, and now we need to verify it."

Before Yu Xiaogang could refute, Brother Wei and Brother Jiao had already positioned themselves on either side, setting up Yu Xiaogang and various books to serve as models for academic research.

Thus began a vigorous theoretical demonstration.

I can't take it anymore! Even after a whole day of revisions, it still won't get approved... Ah, Minos!