Chapter 50: The Slight Shortcoming in Yu Xiaogang's Character
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was still calmly leading Yinchuan to a secluded grove.
Looking at the floating clouds in the sky, with his back to Qian Renchuan, he said in a pretentious tone: "Yinchuan, you have twin martial souls, right?"
Qian Renchuan was a bit bored. He thought this was a big deal—something really impressive. However, he was annoyed that Yu Xiaogang guessed it. Yinchuan's eyes grew even more murderous. This Yu Xiaogang couldn't die easily; he had to teach him a lesson first.
"No."
What if he guessed correctly? He just refused to admit it.
Hearing Qian Renchuan's serious denial, Yu Xiaogang, who wanted to continue showing off, prepared to speak according to his script but suddenly stopped, a hint of loss flashing across his face:
"Impossible. Your Blue Silver Grass is just a useless martial soul. It's impossible to have full innate soul power."
"Master, don't you know that the premise of twin martial souls requires that the two martial souls are of the same quality?"
Yinchuan looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain. It seemed this old fool was just guessing. The reputation-seeking person has pitted him, and he has simply found his way to die.
"What? It's actually like that?"
Yu Xiaogang felt humiliated after being corrected by Yinchuan. However, he quickly recovered, wanting to save face. He said, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit to having twin martial souls. You have the first soul ring of a thousand years, so I conclude that you've wasted the potential of your other martial soul. If you worship me as your master, I can teach you how to cultivate twin martial souls."
After speaking, Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed with false wisdom, convinced that Yinchuan had already been persuaded.
"I've told you, Master Yu, I've said it all: I am not a twin martial soul, and the first soul ring of a thousand years is just something you don't understand and think is strange. Do you understand?"
Yinchuan simply refused to admit he had a twin martial soul, Which made Yu Xiaogang, a waste, anxious.
"Besides, my Blue Silver Grass is a mutated martial soul, a top-tier martial soul, not the common blue silver grass you see everywhere."
"Impossible! I've never seen a useless martial soul mutate into a top-tier martial soul in one step," Yu Xiaogang insisted, obviously convinced that his theory was correct. He thought Yinchuan was just afraid of being ridiculed for wasting a martial soul, so he refused to admit the truth.
After all, he had been reading in the Spirit Hall library for two years and believed his knowledge of martial souls was unmatched. The ten core competencies of martial souls he studied were regarded as the ultimate scripture by ordinary soul masters with limited knowledge.
"I've already told you, Master Yu, you haven't seen the real martial soul knowledge. Your understanding is too shallow, so you naturally don't know some profound martial soul truths."
Qian Renchuan interjected, looking at Yu Xiaogang with a strange expression and teasing, "I remember that your martial soul is the top beast martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, which degenerated into Luo Sanpao, who can only fart. Isn't that a perfect example?"
"A useless martial soul can evolve into a top-tier martial soul, and a top-tier martial soul can also degenerate into a useless one. Do you understand now?"
"You're such a sharp-tongued kid."
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed with anger at Qian Renchuan's words. He pointed at Qian Renchuan with a trembling hand and sneered, "You are so uneducated. Today I will teach you to respect your elders."
"Ha! You call me trash and then act like you're so high and mighty?"
Yinchuan didn't care. He couldn't suppress the urge to teach Yu Xiaogang a lesson.
"Goddamn it, kid. Today I'll teach you not to be so arrogant."
Yu Xiaogang's face twisted with fury. He summoned Luo Sanpao, and just as he was about to chant a spell, he was suddenly punched and sent flying.
"You!"
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At this moment, Xiaogang was shocked and angry. He was stunned to realize he couldn't beat Yinchuan in front of him. It was too early to speak harsh words. He was furious because this kid dared to hit him. Wasn't he afraid he'd find someone to assassinate him?
"What do you mean by you? I've been annoyed with you for a long time. Do you still want to take me as your apprentice? Do you see your strength? You're a waste who can't break through level 30 in your entire life. The weakest servant I have has soul power above level 30. How dare you suggest I worship you?"
Qian Renchuan stepped forward and slapped Yu Xiaogang, who was about to retort. He flicked him in the air twice before landing.
"I am a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. You dare to touch me?"
Seeing that Yinchuan was completely unfazed, Yu Xiaoan was also frightened. He only dared to vent his temper on familiar people. When he encountered someone who wouldn't tolerate him, he could only run away with his tail between his legs.
"Do you think I don't know that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect expelled you long ago? Even if they still recognize you, what can you do? Ask your father if he dares to touch me."
Qian Renchuan naturally knew that his father had arranged for two Titled Douluo to protect him—each capable of defeating the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. His father had told him to do whatever he wanted, to not panic when facing hostile forces. "We don't cause trouble, and we are not afraid of trouble."
Every time he thought of his father's words, Qian Renchuan's eyes flashed with admiration. His father's casual advice was filled with life philosophy.
"You, a waste, want to cheat and deceive me and when that doesn't work, you dare to attack me. Fortunately, I'm generous enough to only punish you."
He mocked and smiled slyly, looking at Yu Xiaogang with a chilling expression.
"What are you going to do? Think about the consequences of your actions."
Yu Xiaogang panicked. He was genuinely scared—he couldn't afford to offend this person. Now he was beaten and utterly helpless.
"What are the consequences?"
Qian Renchuan seemed to think Yu Xiaogang was talking too much. He first sealed Yu Xiaogang's mouth with his soul power, then raised his foot.
"Bang!"
A loud noise echoed as Yu Xiaogang's face distorted. He wanted to shout, but his mouth was tightly sealed.
"Oops, I kicked too hard. Sorry."
Qian Renchuan laughed evilly, scratched his head, and then gathered strength again before delivering another kick. The sound even reached Tang San's ears.
"No! It's that trash Yu Xiaogang."
Tang San's face darkened. He had warned that Yinchuan had bad intentions and shouldn't go with him. Now, he was beaten—serves him right.
But Yu Xiaogang was still useful for Tang San's plans, so he hurried to the source of the sound.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang had lost consciousness from the pain and fainted on the ground, foam spitting from his mouth.
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly disgusting."
Qian Renchuan looked down at Yu Xiaogang's miserable state, feeling that his clothes were not clean enough. He then prepared to go back, wash up, and swagger away.
Soon, Tang San arrived and saw Yu Xiaogang fainted on the ground.
"What a waste."
Tang San's eyes flickered with annoyance, but he endured the nausea and carried Yu Xiaogang to the infirmary.
(End of this chapter)