"Old dog Yu! I'm going to kill you!"
Consumed by extreme rage, Ma Hongjun completely lost his rationality and charged toward Yu Xiaogang's residence.
Before long, he arrived outside Yu Xiaogang's room. Without saying a word, he kicked the door open with brute force.
BOOM!
The deafening sound startled Yu Xiaogang, who had just been about to go to sleep. When he looked up, an incomparably terrifying figure instantly entered his field of vision.
Those crimson eyes were filled with boundless killing intent, and rolling flames enveloped his entire body, as though a demon had crawled out of hell to claim his life.
In the next instant, Yu Xiaogang realized that the figure was frighteningly familiar.
"Hongjun?"
After recognizing him, Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank violently. The disciple he had painstakingly nurtured actually harbored murderous intent toward him.
Before Yu Xiaogang could think further, Ma Hongjun had already rushed forward, grabbed him by the neck, and roared madly,
"Old dog Yu! I never imagined I'd end up like this because of you! Today, I'll make you pay a hundredfold!"
With that, Ma Hongjun flung Yu Xiaogang away, smashing him heavily against the wall.
As Ma Hongjun pressed closer, Yu Xiaogang endured the pain and shouted,
"Hongjun! Everything I did was for your sake!"
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun paused.
Yet the moment he recalled that horrifying scene, his body trembled uncontrollably. Compared to the false master–disciple bond, he cared far more about that nightmarish humiliation.
"Old dog Yu, my hatred won't be appeased unless I kill you today!"
As he spoke, Ma Hongjun reached Yu Xiaogang's side and casually tossed a ball of fire, perfectly controlled in size, onto Yu Xiaogang's legs.
"Ahhh!!!"
Under the scorching flames, Yu Xiaogang let out a soul-piercing scream.
Beyond the physical agony, the mental shock nearly shattered his consciousness. His own disciple, the one to whom he had devoted everything, was torturing him.
He was the one who had endured humiliation.
On the verge of mental collapse, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said,
"Back then… when your Evil Fire erupted… I risked everything to save you."
"Save me?"
Hearing about the Evil Fire eruption, Ma Hongjun frowned deeply.
According to Dai Mubai, he had suffered an accident while absorbing his soul ring. Could that have been the Evil Fire eruption? If so, Yu Xiaogang had indeed helped him.
Even so, Ma Hongjun couldn't accept it.
If it had been any other woman, he wouldn't have felt guilty, not even Dai Mubai or Oscar.
But it was this old geezer, Yu Xiaogang. He would definitely have nightmares about it every single night.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang in agony, Ma Hongjun hesitated briefly. Then he extinguished the flames and said coldly,
"From today onward, we're even. You're no longer my teacher."
With that, Ma Hongjun turned around and left.
Seeing his last hope slipping away, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly shouted, "Hongjun! Your crippling is indeed related to me, but I did it to save you! In the end, it's because we're too weak and at the mercy of others!"
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun abruptly stopped, hesitation flashing across his face.
Undeniably, the true culprit behind all this was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Yu Xiaogang, seeking vengeance on his behalf, had even broken his oath and joined Spirit Hall.
From a subjective standpoint, Yu Xiaogang had never intended to harm him.
However, Yu Xiaogang always appeared confident on the surface while laying traps everywhere. Most of Ma Hongjun's suffering stemmed from Yu Xiaogang, and he was even forced to bear the consequences for him.
"If I had known I'd end up like this, I would've rather died," Ma Hongjun said coldly, clenching his fists tightly.
Had he known this would happen, he would never have become Yu Xiaogang's disciple. Even if Flender couldn't solve his Evil Fire problem, at least he wouldn't have suffered so miserably.
At first, Ma Hongjun believed Yu Xiaogang's lies, thinking he could resolve the Evil Fire issue. In reality, Yu Xiaogang destroyed the Phoenix Flame along with it and triggered a chain of tragedies.
Looking back now, he felt utterly insane for believing such nonsense, like a fire-attribute Soul Master absorbing an ice-attribute soul ring.
Still, it had been his own choice and the consequence of his own actions.
Seeing Ma Hongjun's resolute attitude, a ruthless glint flashed through Yu Xiaogang's eyes. "Hongjun, I know you won't forgive me no matter what I say. You've already taken the blame for all of this."
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaogang suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger. After hesitating for a moment, he plunged it into a certain place.
"Ahhh!"
Hearing the familiar scream, Ma Hongjun spun around, staring at the bloodstain with disbelief filling his eyes.
He understood that pain all too well, but he never expected Yu Xiaogang to dare do it himself.
At that moment, Ma Hongjun's resentment diminished significantly. After all, Yu Xiaogang had become a fellow sufferer.
The real culprit behind everything was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
After a long while, Yu Xiaogang barely managed to stop the bleeding. He raised his pale face and looked at Ma Hongjun.
"Hongjun, isn't this enough to prove that I never meant to hurt you?"
"Teacher…"
Hearing this, a trace of regret flashed through Ma Hongjun's eyes. His teacher had thought of him from beginning to end, yet he had acted with such brutality.
Just then, a golden figure quietly appeared in the room, it was the Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.
After Ma Hongjun left the dormitory, Yan had specifically informed Chrysanthemum Douluo to prevent any unforeseen accidents.
"Heh, I didn't expect Elder Yu to have such a hobby, castrating himself in the dead of night," Chrysanthemum Douluo said mockingly.
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. This man must have arrived long ago and deliberately waited for things to escalate.
"Elder Yu, this person attacked you. Should I capture him?"
Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo move against Ma Hongjun, Yu Xiaogang immediately shouted, "Yue Guan! Stop your sarcasm. This is between my disciple and me, none of your business!"
"Fine. I still need to report this matter to His Holiness the Pope."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's pitiful, dog-like appearance, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt extremely pleased.
Before leaving, he casually flicked out a golden blade, reducing the earthworm-like object on the ground to dust and completely extinguishing Yu Xiaogang's last hope.
After that, he flew straight to Bibi Dong's palace and reported everything.
"What?!"
Inside the palace, Bibi Dong was so furious she nearly fainted.
The man she could never obtain had actually been taken by another man, and Yu Xiaogang had even done it willingly!
That alone was bad enough, but Yu Xiaogang's "physical attributes" had also been crippled. Could he still even be considered a man?
"Yue Guan, is there any possibility of recovery?" Bibi Dong asked.
Faced with her question, Chrysanthemum Douluo helplessly shook his head.
Seeing this, the final thread holding Bibi Dong together snapped.
Watching Bibi Dong's devastated state, Chrysanthemum Douluo secretly gloated.
'What a joke. I've already pulverized that thing, how could it possibly be cured?'