Da Gang's Master and Sect, the Kamui Mangekyō!

"No, Grandmaster."

Ye Qiu shook his head, once again politely declining the olive branch Yu Xiaogang had extended.

He knew perfectly well.

Yu Xiaogang had taken Tang San as his disciple to test those theories of his that he thought so highly of.

He just hadn't expected Tang San to be Tang Hao's son.

Ever since Tang Hao had come knocking, Yu Xiaogang had no longer been able to use Tang San as experimental material.

In that case,

Yu Xiaogang still wanted to take Ye Qiu as his disciple despite already having accepted Tang San.

His motives were intriguing, to say the least.

Ye Qiu didn't think there was anything about him that Yu Xiaogang would find appealing.

Compared with the other students at Nuoding Academy,

if he had to name anything special about himself, it was that he had a Trash Martial Soul.

"?!"

Rejected yet again, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help knitting his thick brows. His already sallow face stiffened further, and he said in a low voice, "There's still time. I can have Xiao San help you become a student at Shrek Advanced Soul Master Academy. That academy has a Soul Saint holding the fort!"

Yu Xiaogang was already somewhat irritated.

Given his status and position, he had explained his reasoning and weighed the pros and cons time and again, even offering benefits to tempt Ye Qiu. He had extended an olive branch to him several times, only to be rejected every time.

It made him lose face!

Yu Xiaogang gave him a solemn reminder. "Think carefully. This is your last chance."

Ye Qiu looked at Yu Xiaogang with a brilliant smile and said, neither servile nor arrogant, "In any case, I must thank you for thinking so highly of me, Grandmaster..."

At those words, Yu Xiaogang's gaze immediately darkened.

Ye Qiu continued, "I've made up my mind to cultivate on my own. Besides, I've already made a bet with Tang San. Within half a year, I'll go to Shrek Advanced Soul Master Academy myself and defeat him!"

"What?!"

Yu Xiaogang's exceedingly mature and steady zombie face finally showed a change of expression. He stared at Ye Qiu in shock and said in disbelief:

"You're going to challenge Xiao San?!"

"Yes, Grandmaster. I hope you'll be there to witness it when the time comes."

Ye Qiu nodded as though it were nothing.

"How arrogant!!!"

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help shouting in anger.

He had already been irritated, and now, hearing that Ye Qiu intended to challenge Tang San, he couldn't contain his fury.

"Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!"

"I thought you were merely stubborn, but now I see you're a complete fool!"

"Hmph!"

"You brat who doesn't know his own limits! There's no reasoning with you. You... do as you please!"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and gave his sleeve a forceful flick. Holding his head high and his chest out, he refused to spare Ye Qiu another glance and strode away with his hands behind his back.

Tang San had long since become his pride.

In his heart, how could trash like Ye Qiu compare to him?

It was simply an insult to Xiao San!

"..."

Ye Qiu silently watched Yu Xiaogang walk away, then smiled, unconcerned.

A mere Soul Grandmaster, presuming to guide others in cultivation?

Who was the one who didn't know his own limits?

Ye Qiu shook his head.

To think that dragon blood was hidden inside such a filthy-looking skin...

What an indignity for the dragon blood.

In fact, it really was a great indignity.

A perfectly good Golden Sacred Dragon had become Luo Sanpao, who could only fart...

He wondered,

if one day Yu Xiaogang's Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline were stripped away,

what would his Martial Soul become?

Ye Qiu couldn't help being a little curious. Would it be a Body Martial Soul... an anus?

Wouldn't he have to find some muscular men to help it evolve?

"Hiss!"

Ye Qiu looked up at the cafeteria and hurriedly cast the filthy thoughts out of his mind. Otherwise, they would ruin his appetite.

Dusk passed, and night fell.

Another three hours went by, and midnight was fast approaching.

In Nuoding City, the only lights still burning were on the city gates.

Everywhere else had long since gone dark.

After eating at the Nuoding Academy cafeteria, Ye Qiu left the academy and found a corner in Nuoding City to settle down in.

For such a short time,

getting a room wasn't worth the price. Even if he could afford one, there was no need.

Ye Qiu sat cross-legged beneath someone's courtyard wall to rest,

silently waiting for his Soul Ring.

At last, not long after the clock quietly passed midnight...

Ye Qiu's eyes snapped open!

Blood-red light bloomed in the darkness. Three black Tomoe slowly revolved in his bewitching eyes, converging and merging into his pupils.

Two streams of blood trickled from the corners of Ye Qiu's eyes. When the three Tomoe slowly emerged from his pupils again, they had already changed shape... like three sickles, they turned slowly, twisting the space before him!

At the same time,

a yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring appeared beneath Ye Qiu.

"Finally!"

Ye Qiu excitedly raised a hand and touched the corners of his eyes, where blood was seeping out.

His cultivation had broken through!

He had become a rank-eleven Soul Master!

And even his Three-Tomoe Sharingan had evolved into a Mangekyō Sharingan after he obtained his Soul Ring!

"The whole world has become clearer..."

The corners of Ye Qiu's mouth curled up slightly. Covering his face, he looked at the world before him through his blood-red Mangekyō. Everything felt brand new.

It was as though the whole world lay within his grasp!

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Yu Xiaogang, I look forward to seeing whether you can still wear those contemptuous expressions when we meet again.

As Ye Qiu thought this, the Tomoe in his blood-red Mangekyō began to turn slowly.

A formless, colorless spatial vortex appeared.

In the blink of an eye,

Ye Qiu vanished from the corner by the wall.

He vanished from this world.

"..."

In a silent space filled with square platforms,

Ye Qiu appeared out of thin air, carrying his bundle. He looked around at the boundless Kamui Dimension, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

"Haha... it really is huge. I! I am the master of this space!"

Ye Qiu couldn't help raising a hand and cheering.

The emotions he had suppressed for six years were completely released at this moment.

On Blue Planet, who didn't want to rise to office and make a fortune?

And in a fantasy world like this, who wouldn't want to wake wielding power over the world and sleep drunk on a beauty's lap, becoming a peerless powerhouse?

Ye Qiu certainly did. He dreamed of it!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have maintained such an unruffled appearance for six years beneath the jabs and mockery of Tang San and the others!

Because he knew...

He would become a powerhouse!

He would take back everything he had lost with his own hands!

"Haha..."

Laughing, Ye Qiu fell flat on his back on a stone platform in the Kamui Dimension and shouted his fiancée's name. "Sister Yun'er~ I did it!"

His voice echoed through the Kamui Dimension.

Ye Qiu deactivated his Sharingan and wearily closed his eyes, a smile on his lips. He suppressed the urge to return to the village immediately and silently reined in the elation that had swept him away.

He was still a long way from being a powerhouse!

After only a short rest,

Ye Qiu got up and pulled off his Nuoding Academy uniform. He turned, took a set of close-fitting black clothes from his bundle, and put them on.

He began familiarizing himself with his first Soul Skill—or rather, his first two Soul Skills...

One long-range, one short-range.