Chapter 71

Yu Xiaogang had only

He originally wanted to travel around the continent for a while, then come back here after some time.

But on the road he was recognized by others, subjected to merciless ridicule, making Yu Xiaogang unable to bear it, and even more urgently wanting to train Tang San into a top expert to clear his name.

When he learned that Tang San was following Zhao Wuji to the Star Dou Great Forest to help Oscar hunt for souls, Yu Xiaogang felt that this time there might be a pleasant surprise.

After all, Tang San's soul power had already reached rank twenty-nine for some time.

All he needed was a suitable opportunity to break through to rank thirty, and this soul-hunting operation might be a very good chance.

So Yu Xiaogang eagerly looked forward to seeing Tang San return as a Soul Elder.

Now Tang San had indeed become a Soul Elder, but Yu Xiaogang just couldn't feel happy about it.

Any soul master knows very well what a white soul ring signifies.

Even Yu Xiaogang, the infamous waste of the continent, had no white ten-year soul ring, yet he personally saw his disciple Tang San's third soul ring actually be white.

After regaining his senses, Yu Xiaogang lunged forward in a single stride, gripping Tang San's shoulders tightly with both hands, and shouted his question.

"Tang San, what exactly have you done? Why is your third soul ring white? Are you crazy?"

Yu Xiaogang was on the verge of breaking down.

You must know that Tang San bore all of his hopes.

Yu Xiaogang himself was indeed a waste, but if he could cultivate a top expert, then thereafter no one would dare mock him.

But now, seeing Tang San's third soul ring, Yu Xiaogang almost fainted from lack of breath.

Feeling the pain transmitted from his shoulders, Tang San knew how furious his teacher was now, yet facing this situation he was equally helpless.

Tang San, with difficulty opened his mouth and spoke the words that caused Yu Xiaogang's emotions to collapse completely.

"Teacher, not only is my Blue Silver Grass's third soul ring white, but my Haotian Hammer has also been endowed with three ten-year soul rings produced by the Wind Baboon."

After his words fell, Tang San released the Haotian Hammer, three lustrous white soul rings circling the hammer shaft.

After seeing this, Yu Xiaogang could no longer hold back, trembling as he stretched out his palm to touch the Haotian Hammer.

Upon confirming that these three soul rings truly represented white ten-year rank, Yu Xiaogang drew a deep breath, swung his palm, and struck Tang San's face with all his strength.

"Pa!"

Yu Xiaogang exerted all his strength in his life; one slap sent Tang San flying to the ground, his cheek visibly swelling and reddening.

Tang San only felt his head buzzing, and the next second he heard Yu Xiaogang's roar, filled with boundless anger, ringing in his ears.

"Tang San, what the hell are you thinking? I don't think you're crazy; you just don't want to live!"

Yu Xiaogang felt that he himself was the one about to go mad.

After waiting so many years to finally get a disciple with twin martial souls, and having been apart for less than a month, this disciple gave him such a great surprise that it almost drove Yu Xiaogang insane.

His Luo San Pao is a useless martial soul, yet its soul rings are the best configuration.

Now Tang San's continent's strongest tool martial soul, the Haotian Hammer, does the opposite, possessing three useless soul rings.

Doesn't that mean that this master-disciple pair are both wastes?

After slapping Tang San, Yu Xiaogang's pent-up anger dissipated, his legs went weak, and he collapsed directly onto the ground.

Flandre at this moment had no time to comfort him; instead, he stared with eyes that had unknowingly turned crimson, fixedly glaring at Zhao Wuji and speaking each word.

"Zhao Wuji, you useless waste, what exactly have you done? Why did things turn out like this? Why did Tang San and Oscar absorb ten-year soul rings? Is this what you, as the team leader, did?"

Flandre was also about to go mad.

He understood Tang Hao's vengeful nature even better than Zhao Wuji did.

You must know that back then, even when facing the former pontiff of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xiejí, Tang Hao did not yield but directly inflicted heavy injury on him, and ultimately Qian Xiejí's death was caused by Tang Hao.

If Tang Hao were to learn of this, one can imagine what price this dean would have to pay.

Death?

By then, death would probably be the simplest and easiest outcome!

Feeling the pressure emanating from Flandre, Zhao Wuji dared not conceal anything, laying out all the details fully.

After learning all that had happened during this soul-hunting operation, Flandre still found it hard to believe and questioned.

"Why does the Titan Giant Ape keep pursuing you relentlessly? Moreover, it clearly already beat you to heavy injury—why didn't it just kill you?"

"What else did Tang San and Oscar encounter? How did they inexplicably fall unconscious and then end up with several extra ten-year soul rings?"

"This must be someone secretly meddling; didn't you notice anything at all?"

Zhao Wuji heard this, gave a bitter smile, and said helplessly.

"Of course I know something's off, but the Titan Giant Ape is the strongest hundred-thousand-year soul beast; who could possibly command it to do such a thing?"

"And according to Mu Bai and the others, while they were fleeing, the four of them inexplicably fell into unconsciousness; after waking up, things turned out like this, and we really don't know who did it."

Flandre and Yu Xiaogang exchanged a glance; both felt equally helpless and puzzled inside.

Even if someone could really command the Titan Giant Ape, that hundred-thousand-year soul beast, what would their purpose be in doing so?

Zhao Wuji is merely a Soul Sage; Tang San and company's strongest are only Soul Elders in their thirties, and no matter what they wouldn't provoke such a powerful entity.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said.

"No matter who the other party is, since they committed such a shameless act, we must find the true culprit, and once found we must kill him!"

Although he is merely a rank twenty-nine great soul master, when Yu Xiaogang says this he sounds especially righteous and confident.

Nevertheless, no one objected to this at the moment; Flandre nodded vigorously in agreement.

"What Xiao Gang said is correct; we absolutely cannot let the culprit go."

It seemed as if he had thought of something; Flandre looked at everyone and said.

"Just as you said, the mastermind behind all this is actually Luo Ye; without him, Tang San and Oscar could not have accidentally absorbed ten-year soul rings."

"So, we must kill him!"

This matter must have someone take the blame, and the person who takes the blame will definitely have only a dead end; not to mention them, even Tang Hao would not let the mastermind off.

Flandre didn't want Zhao Wuji to be killed by Tang Hao over this, so he could only push all the blame onto Luo Ye's head, letting Luo Ye bear the wrath of the Vast Heaven Battle Net.

(End of chapter)