27: Chapter 27 Yu Xiaogang's reputation is ruined! Tang Hao makes his appearance, the Haotian Douluo!

Ning Fengzhi also nodded slightly, praising:

"Indeed, 'Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to Spirit quality' is an irrefutable truth in the Spirit Master world. Master Yu's unconventional remarks, upon close scrutiny, indeed cannot stand up."

When even the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School spoke up, it basically sentenced Yu Xiaogang's theory to death.

The surrounding audience's gaze toward Yu Xiaogang completely changed.

From previous awe to contempt and mockery.

Turns out he was just a fraud deceiving the world for fame.

Yu Xiaogang swayed, nearly falling to the ground.

If Qin Feng's mockery had only caused him embarrassment, then Ning Fengzhi's and the Crown Prince's statements completely destroyed the foundation upon which he made a living in the Spirit Master world.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning..."

Yu Xiaogang still struggled, attempting to argue.

Xue Qinghe completely ignored him, instead walking directly in front of Qin Feng, cupping his hands slightly, his attitude exceedingly humble.

"After listening to Brother Qin Feng's words, I am deeply impressed. This so-called 'Master' title, Yu Xiaogang truly does not deserve."

"In my opinion, Brother Qin Feng is the one with true knowledge and skill."

As he spoke, Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he extended an olive branch:

"I wonder if Brother Qin Feng would deign to accept the position of my theoretical teacher? I still have many doubts regarding Spirit cultivation and hope to receive Brother Qin Feng's guidance."

As soon as this was said, the entire venue was shocked.

The Crown Prince's Tutor? That was a meteoric rise!

Qin Feng looked at the sincere-looking 'Xue Qinghe' before him, his heart clear as a mirror.

Qian Renxue, that little vixen, put on quite the act.

Wanting him to be a teacher? She probably just wants to get close to him.

Or perhaps she wants to pull him into the Spirit Hall faction?

Regardless of the motive, a thigh offering itself cannot be refused.

Qin Feng's lips curved slightly upward, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has extended such a warm invitation. If I refuse, wouldn't I be unappreciative?"

"Good!"

Xue Qinghe was overjoyed and stepped forward to warmly pat Qin Feng's shoulder.

"Then starting tomorrow, I will welcome you by sweeping the path at the palace."

The two conversed happily there, completely treating the nearby Yu Xiaogang as air.

This kind of disregard was more painful than any insult.

"Good... Good! Very good!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed a trembling finger at Qin Feng, then at Xue Qinghe, and finally cast a venomous glance at the surrounding mocking crowd.

"I, Yu Xiaogang, will remember today's humiliation!"

"Let's go!"

He knew staying any longer would only bring more shame. With a flick of his sleeve, he turned and left.

Liu Erlong glared fiercely at Qin Feng, supporting the heavily injured Tang San, and led the dejected Shrek group away from the Great Spirit Arena in disgrace.

From behind them came Du Gu Yan's merciless mockery:

"Farewell, fake Master!"

...

As night deepened.

Heaven Dou City was brightly lit, but the Lanba Academy, located in the suburbs, was shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere.

Yu Xiaogang led the group back to the academy. As soon as they entered the gate, they felt a suffocating, terrifying aura wash over them.

It was a killing intent that seemed to emanate from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

In the courtyard, a tall figure stood silently in the darkness, draped in a ragged cloak, his face obscured.

But the nine spirit rings slowly revolving around his feet were exceptionally glaring in the dark night.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

A Titled Douluo!

And a Titled Douluo possessing a hundred thousand year spirit bone!

Flender and Liu Erlong instantly manifested their Spirits, facing a formidable foe.

"Who are you? Why visit the Lanba Academy late at night?"

The person did not answer them but slowly raised his head, revealing a weathered, unshaven face.

His gaze swept over the crowd and landed on Tang San, who was covered in blood and supported by Xiao Wu.

In that instant, the terrifying killing intent vanished without a trace, replaced by a deep tenderness and sorrow.

"Little San."

Tang San trembled violently. Seeing that familiar face, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Dad... Father?!"

Flender and Zhao Wuji were dumbfounded.

Tang San's father? That blacksmith?

He was actually a Titled Douluo?!

Tang Hao strode forward, looking at his son's sunken chest and miserable state. The anger in his eyes was almost tangible.

"Who was it?"

His voice was low and hoarse, yet it contained world-destroying fury.

"Who beat you like this?!"

Tang San could no longer hold back, and tears streamed from his eyes.

He recounted everything that happened today, exaggerating the details.

He spoke of how arrogant Qin Feng was, how he humiliated them, and how he injured Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

When he finished, he pulled Xiao Wu, who was beside him, closer, his voice choked with emotion:

"Father, it wasn't just me, he also dealt heavy blows to Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu is just a girl, yet he threw her off the stage like trash, nearly causing her to die from the fall!"

Xiao Wu also cooperatively displayed a pitiable expression, her eyes welling up with tears.

Tang Hao's aura violently erupted, instantly shattering the surrounding trees into powder.

"How dare he!"

"A mere teenager is so ruthless! It's one thing to bully me, but he dares to touch my son and daughter-in-law!"

Although Tang Hao was shocked that someone his son's age could completely overwhelm Tang San, his protective anger was even stronger.

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward at this moment and said with a gloomy face:

"Lord Clear Sky, the reason Qin Feng is so strong is not because he himself is that formidable."

"It is all because he obtained an external spirit bone!"

"And... based on my observation, the pressure and energy fluctuations displayed by that external spirit bone are definitely not just ten thousand years, it is highly likely... a hundred thousand years!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent.

Even the enraged Tang Hao froze.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes erupting with terrifying sharp light.

"What did you say? A hundred thousand year external spirit bone?!"

In this world, a hundred thousand year spirit ring was already a legend, and a hundred thousand year spirit bone was a legend among legends.

Not to mention it was the most precious, growth-capable external spirit bone!

That was a supreme treasure that even gods would covet!

Yu Xiaogang nodded firmly:

"Absolutely correct. That terrifying suppressive force could easily break even Little San's Eight Spider Lances; there is no other possibility besides a hundred thousand years."

Tang Hao's breathing became heavy.

Greed flashed in his eyes and then vanished.

If he could obtain this spirit bone and install it on Little San...

Then Little San's future would be limitless! He could even surpass himself and restore the glory of the Clear Sky Sect!

"This child has an evil heart. Possessing such a supreme treasure makes him a scourge to the Spirit Master world."

Tang Hao's voice turned cold; he was finding a justification for his actions.

Tang San looked at his father's expression and instantly understood.

He clutched his chest and said righteously:

"Father is right. That Qin Feng's methods are cruel. If allowed to grow, he will surely cause widespread death and destruction."

"This spirit bone on him is aiding a tyrant. If... if it could be controlled by us to fight against Spirit Hall, that would be the righteous path."