Chapter 307: Yu Xiaogang: Suddenly, I Don't Want to Be Saved Anymore
Yu Xiaogang was brought to the Pope's Hall by Bibi Dong, his face full of confusion.
At this moment, Tang San had already begun absorbing his second ten-year soul ring.
"No…"
Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, he suddenly realized he couldn't make a sound!
"This Pope has said I'll protect your disciple! No one will be able to disturb him!"
Bibi Dong spoke with an unruffled face and a steady heart, her beautiful eyes utterly indifferent.
Yu Xiaogang was frantic, "screaming" incessantly, yet no sound came out.
"No!"
"Xiao San, you can't absorb a ten-year soul ring…"
Yu Xiaogang felt his future turn pitch black, because he saw that the sixth soul ring on Tang San's Hao Tian Hammer martial soul was also a ten-year soul ring.
It seemed this wasn't the first time.
Soon after, Tang San finished absorbing it, officially becoming a Soul Sage with his seventh soul ring.
But his soul power level remained at just seventy.
"The amplification from Martial Soul True Body is only one percent?"
Tang San was stunned. He never imagined that one of the most powerful soul skills for all experts, Martial Soul True Body, would only amount to one percent for him!
In other words, after using his Martial Soul True Body…
It was no different from not using it at all.
Even the worst Martial Soul True Body would boost all attributes by at least fifty percent, right?
But his…
"Ruined…"
"No, I still have hope!"
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Tang San spotted Yu Xiaogang!
With just one glance, he recognized this disheveled man as his teacher, Yu Xiaogang!
"Teacher!"
Tang San shouted instinctively.
"…"
Yu Xiaogang flailed his arms wildly, unable to make a sound, growing increasingly desperate.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
"How could you treat my teacher like this? He's a renowned theoretical master on the continent!"
"He's helped countless commoners…"
Tang San roared, then ran toward Yu Xiaogang.
Bibi Dong showed no intention of stopping him, saying, "This Emperor promised that three Titled Douluo would protect you, ensuring absolute safety—no one could interfere."
"Your teacher got too excited seeing you absorb a ten-year soul ring, so this Pope silenced him."
At this point, Bibi Dong paused, then waved her hand…
Tang San: "???"
"Xiao San, it's your master who's harmed you!"
Yu Xiaogang said with a face full of pain, now able to speak again.
As if recalling something, Bibi Dong silenced Yu Xiaogang once more and said, "Oh right, Tang San, there's something you might not know."
"Your teacher isn't some theoretical master."
"Those theories of his were merely stolen from the Spirit Hall."
"He just changed their names and claimed them as his own."
"Do you really think a level twenty-nine waste could know the maximum soul ring limits for Soul Elders, Soul Ancestors, Soul Douluo, or even Titled Douluo?"
"Those are the results of generations of experiments conducted by the Spirit Hall!"
After saying this, Bibi Dong lifted the silence again.
Tang San froze. He hadn't thought about this before. Just as he was about to argue on Yu Xiaogang's behalf, he caught his teacher's evasive gaze.
Fine, he understood.
Her Majesty the Pope was telling the truth.
Yu Xiaogang had said earlier that he was the one who harmed Tang San…
Could it be that because Yu Xiaogang stole research from the Spirit Hall, he fled to Nuoding City to live in obscurity, and then…
Recalling the past carefully, Tang San realized that Yu Xiaogang did indeed know a lot—far too much.
His "knowledge" was impressive.
He was aware of many hidden secrets across the continent.
He even knew about the two forest emperors.
The Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python!
How could a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master know such things?
Guessing could only go so far, right?
"Teacher…"
Tang San called out, puzzled.
"I'm sorry, Xiao San. I just wanted so badly to prove I wasn't a failure."
"That's why I pinned my hopes on you."
"I never thought that because of me, you'd…"
Yu Xiaogang let out a sigh, feeling that his future was shrouded in darkness with no hope in sight. He simply laid everything bare to Tang San.
Hearing this, Tang San didn't get angry. Instead, he fell into a rare silence.
He truly didn't know what to say.
Yu Xiaogang had been really good to him!
Without the knowledge Yu Xiaogang had stolen, he wouldn't have learned so much.
But because of Yu Xiaogang, he had also been half-ruined!
How could Tang San know that even with Yu Xiaogang teaching him this way, he hadn't been completely ruined? This showed that Tang San's talent was still remarkable.
"Well, isn't this some deep master-disciple bond!"
"Knowing your teacher is a fraud and not even getting mad—Tang San, you've impressed this Pope!"
"If it were the old days, with a temperament like yours, this Pope would've killed you on the spot to eliminate any future threats…"
Bibi Dong didn't continue on that topic. Instead, she said, "Tang San, you can leave now!"
Tang San: "…"
Hearing this, Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then at Bibi Dong. How exactly was he supposed to settle this score?
"Teacher, don't worry. I'll definitely get you out of here!"
"Without you, there wouldn't be the Tang San of today!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, the expressions of everyone present turned strange. Was Tang San praising Yu Xiaogang or mocking him?
There wasn't a single flaw in his statement.
Without Yu Xiaogang, Tang San might not be in this state today…
The corner of Yu Xiaogang's eye twitched. Suddenly, he didn't want to be saved anymore!
Tang San gave Yu Xiaogang a deep look before heading straight out of the Pope's Hall.
The moment he stepped outside, the clear sky instantly changed.
"Elder Ghost, escort him out. We can't let him face his tribulation here."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"
Tang San's expression shifted. It was true—no thunder tribulation would strike inside the Pope's Hall!
But the moment he stepped out, the tribulation came knocking!
The next moment, Tang San felt himself soaring through the air once again…
This time, he was really flying—carried by Ghost Douluo.
"Hmph, so even you're afraid…"
Tang San let out a cold snort but didn't resist. He still had a tribulation to face soon.
"Tang San, don't you dare die. Youngsters as entertaining as you are hard to come by these days."
Entertaining…
Tang San's face darkened, his anger deepening a little more.
"If I could just beat them…"
The scene shifted to Kong.
Almost every day, soul masters faced their tribulations, but Kong didn't always pay attention.
At this moment, he was staring excitedly at the object in front of him!
"The automatic cooking pot is complete!"
The automatic cooking pot didn't look impressive—just like an ordinary alchemy furnace.
Its function was simple: put in the ingredients, and it would cook the meal automatically.
Of course, seasonings and the like would need to be added periodically…
(End of Chapter)
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