Chapter 70: Yu Xiaogang's Collapse, Worthless Master and Disciple

The teacher Ye Zhiqiu of Canghui Academy clearly remembered how those Shilaike guys had insulted him and Canghui Academy the previous night.

Now they themselves have actually absorbed a ten-year soul ring, and it's even a white third soul ring.

Anyone with a sound mind couldn't possibly do something like this.

After hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, the students behind him couldn't help but burst out laughing, and their looks at Tang San were filled with mockery and ridicule.

It was as if they were saying that Shilaike, which boasts of being geniuses, ends up being no better than these trash.

Feeling the opponent's strange gaze, Tang San's face instantly flushed red, his eyes turning crimson, filled with anger and killing intent.

After sensing Tang San's condition, Dai Mubai gave a cold snort and shouted back.

"How? Wasn't yesterday's lesson enough for you? You trash still dare to jump around in front of us?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Zhao Wuji, then spoke mockingly.

"Looking at your attitude, do you still want to spar with us?"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's face was swollen like a pig's head, his breathing was chaotic, and even the soul power inside him seemed especially empty.

It was precisely because he discovered this condition that Ye Zhiqiu dared to direct mockery at them.

Although he thought there was no chance to regain face, he never expected that after just one night, those Shilaike guys had become so weak, so he naturally wanted to seize this excellent opportunity.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's gaze grow increasingly dangerous, as if he wanted to directly attack and have them killed.

Zhao Wuji's heart gave a jolt; he somewhat regretted not finishing them off yesterday, instead of just taking them down.

In Zhao Wuji's current state, his entire strength could not even reach thirty percent of its peak.

Even if Ye Zhiqiu is only a Soul King, if he really started fighting, the Shilaike side would still likely be wiped out entirely.

After realizing this, Zhao Wuji's face showed a fawning, appeasing smile as he looked at Ye Zhiqiu across from him and said.

"Well, the kids didn't know better and offended your Canghui Academy; rest assured, I will definitely give them a harsh lesson so they dare not do this again."

"If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji grabbed Tang San and Dai Mubai and the others, quickly leaving the place.

Ye Zhiqiu watched their departing backs with a flickering gaze, and a student beside him asked.

"Teacher, they insulted our academy like that yesterday; why not take the opportunity to kill them?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head upon hearing this, feeling helpless.

"Killing those few Shilaike students would be simple, but their teacher's strength far exceeds mine; even injured, he could at least guarantee escape."

"If we attack but fail to kill them all, once that guy recovers, our Canghui Academy will be in trouble."

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to kill those Shilaike guys more than anyone, but he also clearly knew what the consequences would be.

An adult's first task is to restrain himself; otherwise, disaster will eventually strike.

It's fine if he can't kill those Shilaike guys; given their troublemaking behavior, sooner or later they'll provoke someone they can't afford to offend.

By that time, it would also count as someone indirectly helping him get revenge.

Zhao Wuji brought Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others to wait outside the Star Dou Great Forest for a day and night, just so that upon Luo Ye's appearance they could kill him immediately.

However, to their disappointment, even people from Canghui Academy came out, yet Luo Ye and the Shilaike Three Beauties still hadn't appeared.

Helpless, they could only give up waiting and directly return to Shilaike Academy.

When the five of them, dust-covered, arrived at Shilaike Academy and saw Flandre, Zhao Wuji looked at him with a pained expression and said.

"Flandre, kill me."

Flandre's heart jolted, and he instinctively glanced behind.

When they left, Zhao Wuji was still leading eight students, but now four had vanished outright; thinking of a certain possibility, Flandre's pupils contracted sharply and he instinctively cried out.

"What the hell? Students died again? And four died at once? Most importantly, one of them was the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Flandre was on the verge of breaking down.

Before, when Shilaike hunted for souls, it wasn't that no students had ever died; Flandre had actually long been accustomed to it.

But now it's different; these Shilaike students are all extraordinarily talented, and nearly each has a deep background.

If Ning Rongrong were to die, Flandre felt he could also start preparing for the afterlife.

After realizing Flandre's misunderstanding, Zhao Wuji repeatedly waved his hands to explain.

"No, no, they're not dead, but I also don't know where they are now; it's highly likely they won't return to Shilaike Academy."

"However, what I want to tell you isn't that; this soul-hunting expedition did indeed encounter an accident, and Oscar's and Tang San's soul rings have gone wrong."

Upon hearing that Ning Rongrong hadn't died, Flandre, though not planning to return to their academy and feeling slightly dissatisfied, still let out a deep sigh of relief.

Despite losing a few genius students, at least Shilaike Academy could still be preserved.

And upon hearing that Tang San had also reached rank thirty, Flandre was instantly delighted, raising his eyebrows.

"Tang San has also become a Soul Elder? That's wonderful."

What puzzled Flandre was that the faces of the several people before him showed not a hint of joy.

Especially Zhao Wuji, Tang San, and Oscar—their complexions were grim to the extreme.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Wuji let out a long sigh.

"Tang San, Oscar, let Flandre see for himself."

Tang San and Oscar exchanged a glance, simultaneously activating their soul power; each had three soul rings rise from beneath their feet and swirl around their bodies.

Flandre originally didn't understand what Zhao Wuji meant, but when he saw the third soul ring of Tang San and Oscar, his whole body was struck as if by lightning, and he froze on the spot.

"What is this situation? How could this happen? Why is it white? A thousand-year soul ring shouldn't be purple; what's going on with you two?"

Before Tang San and Oscar could answer, a footstep sounded, accompanied by Yu Xiaogang's delighted voice.

"Xiao San, you're back? Have you become a three-ring Soul Elder? This is really great."

Yu Xiaogang's voice cut off; upon seeing the color of Tang San's third soul ring clearly, this Grandmaster instantly collapsed.

(End of chapter)