Soul Land—Chapter 103: Yu Xiaogang: You Need My Guidance
"Long time no see, Ah San?"
Tang San's face darkened, and he snorted coldly at Ling Qianyao who was walking over. He had tried many times to change the way he addressed him, but the other party ignored him and continued to do what he wanted.
"Why are you so stinky? You know, 'Xiao San' is not a good name."
Ling Qianyao's mouth curled into a playful smile. Tang San was used to the name 'Xiao San.' Even if it carried a hidden meaning, it didn't bother him. On the contrary, names like Ah San irritated him more.
Tang San rolled his eyes. "Don't associate that meaning with my name. It's just the bad taste of the world. It has nothing to do with me."
Ling Qianyao shrugged, walked past Tang San, squinted at Dai Mubai, and laughed contemptuously before heading straight to the Royal Fighting Team's position.
Dai Mubai's face sank. The other party's eyes, which looked like they were gazing at ants, made him very unhappy. He was not the kind of person who could easily tolerate others' contempt. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been insulted like this. He was a person with a bad temper.
If he could beat him and the previous unpleasant incident had worn away some of his spirits, he would go up to save face—especially with teachers from Shrek Academy present.
Ma Hongjun came up to him. "Boss Dai, don't you have a grudge against Ling Qianyao? Now's a great opportunity."
"Dean Flanders told us that those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre. If it were me whose fiancée was robbed and ignored like this, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Dai Mubai gritted his teeth. This grass pig master dared to provoke his anger here. How did his innocent body disappear? How did your broken thing get stained with a disgusting stench? Don't you know what's going on?!
"Boss Dai, you only know about brothels every day. Why didn't anything happen when you went there alone? I think this idiot was born with bad luck. Nothing good will happen if you're with him."
He lowered his voice. "Get lost. I think you're itchy; sooner or later, you'll suffer my pain."
Ma Hongjun's pupils shrank instantly. Thinking of Dai Mubai's miserable state and the indescribable scene during dinner that night, he shuddered fiercely and hurriedly retreated.
"Qianyao."
"Well." Ling Qianyao stood beside Zhu Zhuqing. "Teacher Qin Ming asked us to come here. What does he want to do?" He looked at Yu Tianheng behind him.
"Ah? I don't know." Yu Tianheng scratched his head and said blankly.
Just then, a figure approached. When Yu Tianheng saw him, he tilted his head, looked at him with some hesitation, then opened his eyes slightly and walked over.
Yu Tianheng took a step, his eyes filled with uncertainty and surprise, and called out: "Is it… Uncle? Uncle Xiaogang?"
Yu Xiaogang paused slightly upon hearing this, a gentle smile appearing on his face. He looked at Yu Tianheng with relief in his eyes. "Tianheng, long time no see. You've grown up a lot. You're now level 39, just one step away from becoming a Soul Ancestor. I'm very relieved."
Yu Tianheng was moved. The memories of Yu Xiaogang playing with him were still vivid in his mind. His eyes grew slightly red. "Uncle, why don't you come back? Grandpa and Dad would be very happy."
Yu Xiaogang frowned, a trace of complex emotion flashing across his face. "Tianheng, some things aren't as simple as you think. I was expelled from the sect a long time ago, and it's not easy to go back. I am the leader of Shrek Academy, and I need to lead them to victory."
Yu Tianheng was stunned. After a few months of separation, Dean Flanders is not going to work. Handing Shrek over to his uncle?
"So that's how it is. Uncle, how do you know my current soul power level? Have you broken through level 30 and can see my cultivation clearly?!" he asked in surprise.
Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched. What's the point of talking about that? Breakthrough!
The amount of white radish fed to Luo Sanpao over the years should be hundreds of tons if not more. This guy eats so much—why doesn't he evolve?
"Just now, I asked your senior Qin Ming for information from the Education Committee."
"Uh…" Yu Tianheng looked a little embarrassed.
Yu Xiaogang ignored him and walked straight toward Ling Qianyao.
"You must be Ling Qianyao—the classmate with a thousand-year-old second soul ring who was promoted to Soul Ancestor after taking natural treasures."
Ling Qianyao glanced at him. "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Hehe." Yu Xiaogang smiled. "I've read your information, and I have to admit that even I am surprised by your talent."
"Becoming a Soul Ancestor at only 12 years old is extremely rare, even on the entire continent."
However, he continued, "Talent is just the starting point. There is still a long way to go in the future. Whether you can maintain this lead is the key to success. It depends on your efforts and choices."
Ling Qianyao raised an eyebrow. "Why, do you think my choices and efforts are not enough? Or am I on the wrong path? Before preaching, shouldn't you tell me your name?"
Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly, not caring about Ling Qianyao's sharpness. He slowly said, "My name is Yu Xiaogang, the leader of Shrek Academy, and Tang San's master."
"I am also known as a theoretical master in the soul master world."
Ling Qianyao nodded. "Then what?"
Yu Xiaogang was momentarily stunned, then said, "I—my theory is very powerful. Ling Qianyao, you need my guidance."
"My disciple, Tang San, is now a level 33 Soul Elder, and his combat power is enough to defeat Soul Ancestors across levels."
"Ignore the whale glue and the natural treasures' improvements—how do you think you compare to him?"
"His martial soul is just the blue silver grass, often called a waste martial soul, but under my guidance, it has developed to its current strength—tough and powerful, not inferior to the martial souls of top control-type Soul Masters."
"Believe me, your team also needs my guidance. I will lead you to a higher peak."
Ling Qianyao couldn't help but chuckle. "Master Yu, you mean that, with your strength as a 29th-level Soul Grandmaster, you can guide us?"
Tang San quickly walked over. "Ling Qianyao, apologize to my teacher. You shouldn't insult him like that."
The others nearby looked at each other awkwardly—Ling Qianyao just mentioned his soul power level, and now this, making the atmosphere a little strange.
Yu Xiaogang stopped Tang San from speaking but was not angry. Instead, he smiled with a calm confidence that seemed almost astonishing:
"The strength of a soul master isn't only reflected in their level. The study of theory, understanding of martial soul characteristics, and the formulation of combat strategies are all essential."
"Also, don't forget that my disciple Tang San is so outstanding that, except for you, no one in your Royal Fighting Team can defeat him."
"Oh? Is that so?" Zhu Zhuqing narrowed her eyes and looked at Tang San. "Do you have the courage to accept the challenge?"
(End of this chapter)