The Incompetent Liu Erlong
As night deepened, all was quiet.
In the latter half of the night, Liu Erlong, who was drowsy, felt his mouth dry and groggily woke up from his drunken dream.
She rubbed her throbbing head, leaning against the wall as she searched for water along the corridor. As she passed a door, the ground beneath her feet suddenly began to tremble violently.
Accompanying this were the sounds of research, the cracking of bones as theories were written, and the dull fluctuations of Soul Power.
Through the dim light filtering through the crack in the door, several dark figures could be vaguely seen discussing academic matters with Yu Xiaogang.
Holding the theoretical books in his hand, Brother Wei asked in confusion, "Why is Luo Sanpao's awakening process so difficult?"
With a hint of doubt, Brother Jiao said, "It's really strange; the difficulty in understanding this Martial Soul Fusion Skill is truly perplexing."
Yu Xiaogang looked at the books scattered all over the floor. "This is a book on Martial Soul Theory that Grandwet has painstakingly researched. You can't..."
The effects of the alcohol on Liu Erlong vanished in an instant, and the sight before him nearly shattered his composure, a composure born from two lifetimes.
In her past life, she waited bitterly for twenty years. In this life, she wanted to steal the spotlight and intercept Bibi Dong day and night, never dreaming that Yu Xiaogang would be secretly researching new Martial Soul Theory while carrying her on his back.
Enraged, Liu Erlong channeled her Martial Soul Possession, her fiery Soul Power surging forth. She raised her leg, ready to kick down the door and rush in to stop them from continuing their theoretical research.
As the mastermind behind the scenes, Qian Xunji was naturally keeping a close eye on the situation.
Just as she was about to ruin things, a black light appeared out of thin air, and he calmly blocked Liu Erlong.
"Miss Liu, please don't act impulsively."
Liu Erlong was both shocked and furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you hear the commotion inside? He's being forcibly dragged in to study theories..."
Qian Xunji calmly countered with a question:
"Listen carefully, did the Grandwet utter a single cry for help? He allowed his confidant to get you drunk to avoid suspicion, and now he's inside discussing theoretical knowledge by candlelight late into the night. This is clearly a deliberate act, so why should you be so presumptuous as to spoil his enjoyment?"
Liu Erlong was stunned.
Listening carefully, she heard only academic debates about various theories, but not a single cry for help.
Before she could even think, Qian Xunji added insult to injury:
"Besides, the Grandwet's pride is more fragile than paper. If you burst in and find him in this disheveled state, given his personality, do you think he'll ever see you again in this lifetime?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong froze, remembering how Yu Xiaogang had cowardly avoided her for twenty years in his previous life because her cousin's identity was revealed. In the end, he could no longer bring himself to kick her.
If we rush in now, regardless of whether Xiao Gang is willing to discuss the theory or not, given his fragile ego, he will definitely avoid her from now on.
Liu Erlong slumped to the ground, utterly exhausted, his expression dazed.
Seeing Liu Erlong slumped down in a daze, Qian Xunji felt a strange unease.
According to his plan, if words failed to persuade the female tyrannosaurus, he intended to use illusion magic to forcibly subdue her.
I never imagined that a few casual words would so easily persuade someone?
Could it be that Qian is truly a genius?
Qian Xunji chuckled, and with another flash of black light, his figure vanished.
The discussions and shouts inside the room continued for the entire latter half of the night.
Liu Erlong sat stiffly outside the door, eavesdropping for several hours.
Inside the door were four theoretical scholars Brother Xiaogang in academic research with her, while outside was her, the helpless victim, whose powerlessness throughout the night was driving her almost insane.
The commotion inside the door didn't truly cease until the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.
Liu Erlong stood in front of the door, raising her hand as if to push it open, but remembering Qian Xunji's words before he left, she ultimately lowered her hand dejectedly and staggered away.
Inside the room, the morning sun cast dappled light and shadows through the window lattice.
The ground was littered with overturned and messy theoretical books, and drafts of Martial Soul Theory research done all night were scattered everywhere.
The four scholars, refreshed and invigorated, finished their practice and regulated their breathing Yu Xiaogang, leaning against the couch, glared angrily at the four spirited men before him and bitterly accused them:
"Why? Aren't we close friends? Why are you discussing theories with me like this?"
Upon hearing this, Brother Billy laughed heartily and said, "Xiao Gang, do you understand now? Theory must be put into practice to prove its truth!"
Brother Jie put his black-rimmed glasses back on, grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and laughed loudly, "Isn't it perfectly normal for close friends to have theoretical exchanges?"
As he spoke, Brother Jie smiled and took out a Image Recording Stone that emitted a faint glow from his sleeve, tossing it in his hand.
"Xiao Gang, you'll need to cooperate even more diligently in future theoretical research. You don't want this Image Recording Stone to get out, do you?"
Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat.
If this thing were to get out, his reputation as a theoretical Grandmaster, the future Teacher of Gods, the god of theory, and even the worship of the entire continent for him would vanish in an instant.
He, Yu Xiaogang, will become the biggest laughing stock on the entire mainland.
A strong will to survive quickly overwhelmed Yu Xiaogang's rationality.
He suddenly unleashed a burst of brute strength, lunged forward, snatched the Image Recording Stone from Brother Jie's hand, and smashed it to pieces on the ground.
"Hahaha, it's broken! Don't even think about threatening this Grandwet!" Yu Xiaogang laughed wildly, disregarding his image.
Brother Wei stared expressionlessly at the shards on the ground, then pulled out an identical Image Recording Stone from his Storage Soul Tool: "It's alright, I have another one here."
Yu Xiaogang's smile vanished abruptly, and he pounced on it again like a madman, smashing it to pieces.
Seeing this, Brother Jiao still wore his bewitching, mysterious smile, and deftly pulled out the third Image Recording Stone from under his red headscarf. "Hey, don't rush, I've got one ready too."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in fury, and he rushed forward and smashed the third piece.
Brother Billy then took out a fourth Image Recording Stone.
I have one too.
Yu Xiaogang snatched it again, his eyes bloodshot and panting heavily as he smashed it to pieces.
Just when Yu Xiaogang thought the nightmare was finally over, Brother Jie slowly took out the fifth Image Recording Stone from his pocket and waved it in front of him with a smile.
Yu Xiaogang's knees buckled, and he fell into an indescribable, boundless despair.
"How many pieces did you... how many did you prepare?" Yu Xiaogang shouted desperately, his voice trembling with tears.
Brother Jie kindly comforted him:
"Not many, not many. Last night, to record our first practical theoretical research, we only prepared a few dozen copies. We'll make another hundred or so later as backup."
At this point, Brother Jie glanced at the distraught Yu Xiaogang and leisurely added:
"By the way, after our theoretical research, your name should have improved a bit. In my opinion, you might as well change the character 'Gang' in your name and simply call yourself Yu Xiaogang."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang turned purple with anger. He wanted to refute it sharply, but when he caught sight of the Image Recording Stone swaying slightly in Brother Jie's hand, he could only humiliatingly agree.
From then on, the theoretically invincible Grandwet Yu Xiaogang officially changed his name to Yu Xiaogang.
Brother Jiao sighed with some regret, "It's a pity that Brother Scar and Brother Long aren't here, otherwise the discussion of theories would have been even more impressive."
Brother Wei stepped forward, patted Yu Xiaogang's trembling shoulder forcefully, and said in Youyou voice:
"Don't worry, it won't be long before we can take you to see them."
As the morning light poured down, Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling as if the world was spinning.
These two chapters have been significantly revised...