“Whoa”
The moment he saw the title, Lu Yuan let out an internal exclamation.
“I didn’t expect to come across this book!”
“Let me see what that old man Yu Xiaogang actually wrote.”
Because the book had been compiled so long ago and had been flipped through so many times, the pages were worn and fragile.
Lu Yuan had to hold the book with one hand while gently turning the pages with the other.
He didn’t bother going to a desk to read.
Since he didn’t plan to study the book in depth, he simply stood where he was, quickly skimming through its contents.
Apart from a few relatively rare spirit beasts and some introductions to spirit bones, most of the content about common spirit beasts, Lu Yuan had already read in other books.
Over ten minutes passed.
When Lu Yuan finally reached the last page, he noticed a line clearly written in the title: “There are no useless martial souls, only useless spirit masters.”
“Ha…
haha…”
At this, Lu Yuan couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
He felt that the last few dozen pages—covering things like the Martial Soul Mimicry Theory and Innate Spirit Power is Directly Proportional to Martial Soul Quality—did have some merit.
But that last page’s title?
Lu Yuan genuinely thought Yu Xiaogang must have something wrong with his head.
Why would anyone insult themselves in such a roundabout way?
Hearing his own laughter echoing through the library, Lu Yuan snapped back to his senses.
He quickly shut his mouth and muttered quietly to himself: “I never expected that Yu Xiaogang would actually write that sentence down and even publish it.”
“If what he wrote in his book is true, then isn’t he himself a useless person?”
And indeed, Yu Xiaogang was a useless person.
His martial soul had mutated into a detached form.
Based on the Golden Iron Triangle’s fusion ability forming the Sacred Light Dragon, Luo Sanpao should have originally been the Sacred Light Dragon martial soul.
Lu Yuan personally suspected that when Yu Xiaogang first awakened his martial soul, Luo Sanpao, upon realizing that Yu Xiaogang’s body couldn’t accommodate the Sacred Light Dragon, had no choice but to transform its essence into the corporeal Luo Sanpao.
“What a pity—what a terrible pity!”
Lu Yuan felt deep sympathy for Luo Sanpao.
A perfectly good Sacred Light Dragon had ended up as a pig.
As for the book Yu Xiaogang wrote, Lu Yuan did think some parts were useful.
For instance, the sections on rare spirit beasts and those over a hundred thousand years old.
“The content recorded here must have been copied from the Spirit Hall’s and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s archives.”
Come to think of it, Yu Xiaogang must have been relatively young when he wrote this book—probably not long after he had started his relationship with Bibi Dong.
At that time, his age couldn’t have been much older than he was now, and his strength was pathetically weak.
After all, even today, Yu Xiaogang was a beast-martial-possessing Great Spirit Master who couldn’t even defeat a four-hundred-year-old Mandrake Snake—let alone back then.
Honestly, before he ran away from home, when he still had access to his family’s resources, he still chose a farting spirit ring for Luo Sanpao.
Truly, his stupidity was beyond hope!
Just as Lu Yuan was about to put the book back on the shelf, a sudden voice came from behind him.
“Are you stupid?
Of course, I’m here to study!
What grade are you in to ask such a foolish question?”
Just as Lu Yuan was mentally ridiculing the person who had asked such a dumb question, he turned around and noticed that the physical features of this person felt oddly familiar.
Lu Yuan looked more closely.
“Huh?
Middle-aged man, cropped hair, black clothes.
This…
this guy is Yu Xiaogang.” Lu Yuan stared at the middle-aged man standing before him with some surprise.
Looking at this student before him—fair as jade and radiating an air of quiet confidence—Yu Xiaogang was momentarily stunned.
“This child is destined to have a connection with me!”
A voice kept whispering in Yu Xiaogang’s ear: “Take this child as your disciple, or you’ll regret it!”
After recognizing who it was, Lu Yuan quickly stepped back.
He wasn’t surprised at all that the two of them had run into each other.
After all, the academy was only so big.
Though Lu Yuan had been living a simple routine of going back and forth between just a few places, a whole month had passed before they finally crossed paths—which did surprise him a little.
However, Lu Yuan still remembered Director Su’s warning to stay away from Yu Xiaogang.
And as a model student, Lu Yuan naturally listened to his teacher.
Without any hesitation, Lu Yuan turned around and began to walk away.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang grew anxious.
In three quick strides, he blocked Lu Yuan’s path, a smile forming on his face.
But in Lu Yuan’s eyes, that smile looked somewhat sleazy—nowhere near as kind as Grandpa Niu’s.
“Are you a teacher at this academy?”
Stopping in his tracks, Lu Yuan looked calmly at Yu Xiaogang.
“Uh…” After thinking for a moment, Yu Xiaogang shook his head and denied it.
“No.”
“Then are you part of the academy’s administration?”
“Uh…
no, not that either.”
“Then do you know me?” Lu Yuan pressed further.
“No.”
Giving Yu Xiaogang a blank stare, Lu Yuan waved his hand dismissively and said with some exasperation: “Then would you please stop blocking my way?
I still need to go read and study.”
Seeing that Lu Yuan was about to leave, Yu Xiaogang, no longer caring about appearances, quickly spoke up: “Though I’m not a teacher or administrator at this academy, I do know your principal.”
Watching Yu Xiaogang completely blocking the aisle, Lu Yuan sighed inwardly. Find the original chapter at g.com.
He looked up at Yu Xiaogang and said in a flat tone: “Then may I ask—what business do you have with me?”
Yu Xiaogang, seeing that his bluff had worked, cleared his throat twice and began putting on airs of a superior master.
“That book you were just reading—I wrote it.
So, what do you say?
Are you willing to become my disciple?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Lu Yuan replied directly: “No.”
“Good, since you’re willing—wait, what?
You’re not willing!”
Yu Xiaogang, who had been basking in the certainty of victory, suddenly snapped back to reality.
Lu Yuan hadn’t agreed—he had refused!
“Why aren’t you willing?”
As if struck by an amusing thought, Lu Yuan wore a playful smile and stared at Yu Xiaogang.
“What if I told you I only have innate half-level spirit power?
Would you still take me as your disciple?”
Yu Xiaogang didn’t catch the strange undertone in Lu Yuan’s voice.
All he could hear was the phrase echoing in his ears: “I only have innate half-level spirit power.”
“Half-level spirit power?
That’s impossible!”
He didn’t question the truth of Lu Yuan’s statement, because he felt that at Lu Yuan’s age, if he had high spirit power, he wouldn’t be able to resist showing off.
And truth be told, Lu Yuan hadn’t lied—his words weren’t false.
But when Yu Xiaogang looked at Lu Yuan again, the sleazy warmth was gone from his eyes.
All that remained was deep disappointment and an aversion that came from being struck in a sore spot.
“Sigh!
Perhaps I was overthinking it.
This is just a low-level spirit master academy.
Can a golden phoenix really hatch from a chicken coop?”
Without even asking what Lu Yuan’s martial soul was, he merely let out a sigh and turned to leave.
Watching this, Lu Yuan let out a disdainful snort.
“Heh—and he calls himself a master?
Can’t even see through a simple verbal trap.”
Lu Yuan wasn’t surprised at all by the stark contrast in Yu Xiaogang’s attitude.
After all, this so-called “Master” had been living at the academy for a long time without ever teaching a single student or giving a single lesson.
Because Yu Xiaogang felt that none of the students in this academy were worth his time.
Watching Yu Xiaogang’s retreating figure, Lu Yuan’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.
“I wonder—when Yu Xiaogang finds out about my real talent, what kind of expression he’ll have then.”
“I’m really looking forward to your arrival, Tang San!”