Ning Rongrong didn't understand. A perverted uncle in his twenties, if not trash, then what?
Thinking this, Ning Rongrong began to retort against Bibi Dong again.
[I Am the Little Princess: It's a shame you're the Pope of Spirit Hall, yet you can't even distinguish trash.]
[I Am the Little Princess: The Diary Owner just said that Yu Xiaogang originally had the bloodline of the Super Spirit, Golden Holy Dragon. If he really is the so-called 'Theoretical Master' you speak of, then why can't he solve his own Spirit problem?]
[I Am the Little Princess: Even now, that Yu Xiaogang hasn't broken through to Spirit Elder. It's clear that the Yu Xiaogang you speak of is merely a person with an undeserved reputation.]
[I Am the Little Princess: Also, didn't that Yu Xiaogang say there are no trash Spirits, only trash Spirit Masters? Then for him to not break through to Spirit Elder at such an old age, doesn't that just prove he is a trash Spirit Master?]
Ning Rongrong was truly Ning Fengzhi's daughter, perfectly inheriting Ning Fengzhi's eloquence, with every sentence piercing Bibi Dong's heart.
Spirit City.
Pope's Chambers.
Bibi Dong's chest heaved with anger from Ning Rongrong's words.
"Damn it, this 'I Am the Little Princess' truly seeks death."
"How dare she insult my Xiaogang like that!"
Bibi Dong was furious. No one in the group understood Xiaogang's talent, nor did they understand how hard he worked to prove himself!
On the other side.
Lin Chen had no idea that his diary content had caused a great debate among the Douluo goddesses in the Chat Group.
Lin Chen had just reported to the Academic Affairs Office and was walking towards his exclusive dormitory.
At this moment, two figures blocked Lin Chen's path, none other than Yu Xiaogang and Tang San from earlier.
"You are the student named Lin Chen, right? Quick, summon your Spirit for me to see."
Yu Xiaogang looked at Lin Chen with eyes full of excitement and desire, as if he was looking at a perfect experimental subject.
Hearing this, Lin Chen frowned slightly, his face showing anger, and he said unhappily:
"You perverted uncle, I don't know you, do I? You block my way and then ask me to summon my Spirit. Isn't that a bit too overbearing?"
"Presumptuous, Lin Chen! The person in front of you is the famous Grandmaster on the continent."
"Teacher thinks your Spirit has potential, which is why he stopped you. But you show no gratitude and instead speak disrespectfully."
"Where are your manners? Where is the respect a student should have for a teacher?"
Seeing Lin Chen verbally insult Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, who was beside them, shouted.
He pointed his finger at Lin Chen, speaking of righteousness and morality, not feeling that his actions were wrong in the slightest.
"Are you two sick?"
"You were the ones who stopped me first, and then asked me to summon my Spirit for you to see. Don't you think that's very offensive?"
"You should know that a Spirit is a Soul Master's secret and should not be easily exposed."
Lin Chen sneered. He had thought he had sufficiently underestimated the character of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, but now Lin Chen felt that his previous thoughts were still too conservative.
"Well, my disciple misspoke."
"Lin Chen, can you summon your Spirit for me to see?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yu Xiaogang, and the world calls me Grandmaster."
"If your Spirit is truly as I imagine, then I might reluctantly take you as a registered disciple and plan your future cultivation path for you."
Yu Xiaogang raised his chin, a look of arrogance on his face, as if becoming his registered disciple was the luckiest thing that could happen to Lin Chen in his entire life.
This demeanor almost made Lin Chen sick.
However, to keep Yu Xiaogang, this annoying fly, from bothering him.
Lin Chen's thought moved, and a Golden Dragon instantly appeared beside him, constantly rubbing against him affectionately.
"Grandmaster, you've seen it, you can leave now, right? I don't want you to bother me again in the future."
Lin Chen's voice was cold. He didn't want an annoying fly following him around.
"It really is Luo San Pao!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart instantly filled with joy when he saw Lin Chen's Spirit. He hadn't expected there to be a Spirit Master in the world with the same Spirit as him.
This way, he could study Lin Chen's Spirit, and perhaps it would give him a chance to break through to level thirty.
"Lin Chen, become my disciple. I will reluctantly take you as a registered disciple."
Yu Xiaogang said to Lin Chen again.
His tone was full of confidence, as if Lin Chen would kneel down and acknowledge him as his teacher the next moment.
Seeing this, Lin Chen was utterly speechless. This was too damn self-confident.
"Grandmaster, I can cultivate myself. I don't need to become your disciple."
Lin Chen refused, his eyes showing no emotional fluctuation.
"Lin Chen, don't be so quick to refuse."
At this point, Yu Xiaogang summoned his Spirit, Luo San Pao, and two almost identical disembodied Spirits appeared.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Lin Chen.
"Lin Chen, my Spirit is the same as yours. If you become my disciple, I will guide you in your cultivation."
"My Spirit is the same as yours, so my cultivation path will surely be of great use to you."
Yu Xiaogang looked at Lin Chen with fervent eyes.
He was eager to take Lin Chen as a registered disciple and then thoroughly study Lin Chen's Spirit.
With his knowledge, as long as he thoroughly studied Lin Chen's Spirit, he believed that he would have a high chance of breaking through to Spirit Elder in the future.
"Hehe, Grandmaster."
"I want to ask you, what is your current Spirit Power Level?"
Lin Chen said this.
It seemed that if he didn't solve this problem of Yu Xiaogang today, his future days would likely not be peaceful.
"Level twenty-nine, just one step away from reaching Spirit Elder."
Yu Xiaogang frowned slightly, then still gave the answer.
"Hehe, Grandmaster."
"You've spent half your life and can't even break through to Spirit Elder, what qualifications do you have to teach me?"
"My teacher, Lin Chen's teacher, will not be a piece of trash who can't even break through to Spirit Elder."
Lin Chen looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain. A piece of trash who couldn't even understand his own Spirit, yet still had the nerve to call himself a 'Theoretical Master.' Truly shameless.
"Enough, Lin Chen."
"Teacher wants to take you as a disciple, but you keep making things difficult."
"If I hear you insult Teacher again, don't blame me for being impolite."
Tang San roared, a hint of killing intent in his eyes as he looked at Ye Chen.
A teacher for a day is a father for life. Lin Chen's words insulting Yu Xiaogang.
To him, it was undoubtedly an insult to his father, which Tang San could not tolerate.
If Lin Chen continued to speak disrespectfully, he wouldn't mind letting Lin Chen experience the power of his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
Hearing Tang San's words, Lin Chen laughed in anger.
Insult? He was just stating the truth. Wasn't Yu Xiaogang just a sensationalist piece of trash?
Even the ten major theories he published were almost all plagiarized from Spirit Hall.
Moreover, he couldn't even plagiarize properly, yet he still fantasized about organizing them into his own work, resulting in a hodgepodge full of loopholes.
The most classic, "There are no trash Spirits, only trash Spirit Masters," was the best interpretation of Yu Xiaogang himself.