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Chapter 89: The Gradually Adapting Little Kitten
🕑 Added 2025-04-07 22:00:00 +0000 UTCThe person he was kneeling to was not Yu Luomian, but the young man he had just been thinking of taking as a disciple.
"You... you..."
Before Yu Xiaogang could voice his question, Yu Luomian angrily rebuked:
"Bastard, you waste! Why haven't you paid your respects to our Dragon's Son?"
Yu Luomian spoke coldly.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale with shock.
"He's the Dragon's Son?! How is that possible?! My father would never give the title of Dragon's Son to someone else!"
Kneeling on the ground, Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe it. He refused to accept that his father would casually hand over the title of Dragon's Son to someone else. After all, even Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin weren't qualified to hold that title.
"Hmph, why not? Xiao Yu is now twelve years old, a Level 46 Soul Ancestor. Isn't his talent far superior to that trash Tang San of yours?"
As soon as Yu Luomian said this, everyone present looked at Xiao Yu in shock.
Especially Tang San and the others.
Their expressions were filled with even greater disbelief.
They clearly remembered that two years ago, when they had last encountered him, he was only a Soul Elder. In just two years, he had not only broken through to Soul Ancestor but also raised his soul power to Level 46?!
Twelve years old, Level 46.
This was no longer something that could be explained away by Yu Xiaogang's excuses about family wealth and resources.
With such talent, Yu Xiaogang couldn't find any excuse to justify it. Even the Clear Sky Sect, even Tang Hao, couldn't reach Level 46 at the age of twelve.
Oscar, looking at Xiao Yu, also felt a sense of understanding.
So that's the real reason...
For a moment, hearing Xiao Yu's age and soul power level, Yu Xiaogang seemed to go mad, his face filled with disbelief.
"No, this can't be, this can't be! My theories can't be wrong. How can there be a twelve-year-old Level 46?!"
Hearing this, Yu Luomian's gaze toward Yu Xiaogang grew even colder.
Out of respect for his elder brother, he had held back from acting, but now, he was almost at his limit.
Just as Yu Luomian raised his hand, ready to teach Yu Xiaogang a lesson on behalf of his elder brother, Xiao Yu slowly spoke up.
"Hehe, a frog at the bottom of a well, only believing in the small patch of sky it can see, and denying that the sky is vast and boundless? How ridiculous. No wonder you were expelled from the clan. Having a son like you is truly a misfortune for the patriarch. Grandmaster, I suggest you go back and have the patriarch verify his bloodline."
Xiao Yu took a step forward, and his soul power began to surge.
Soon, three purple and one black soul ring appeared beneath his feet.
After receiving Ning Rongrong's gift package, Xiao Yu's originally thousand-year fourth soul ring had been upgraded to a ten-thousand-year ring.
The first three soul rings had also been upgraded through multiple gift packages, now ranging from five thousand to eight thousand years.
Seeing this luxurious display, Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded.
No yellow soul rings, all purple, and the fourth soul ring was an unprecedented black ten-thousand-year ring.
Faced with such a scene that defied his imagination, Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled slightly. His bloodshot eyes were filled with disbelief, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to argue further.
But in the face of such an overwhelming display, Yu Xiaogang knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless.
Thus, he could only lower his head in shame, kneeling on the ground and respectfully addressing Xiao Yu as the Dragon's Son.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing, standing beside Xiao Yu, saw the four soul rings beneath his feet and her eyes lit up.
Perhaps she wouldn't just survive but could even thrive.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang finally kneeling on the ground, Yu Luomian snorted coldly, then turned to Tang San, who was also kneeling, and spoke indifferently.
"You, your name is Tang San, right? Although you're the disciple of this waste, you are still one-third a disciple of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. You should also pay your respects! But remember, you must kowtow."
"I... you..."
At this moment, Tang San, who had been severely shaken by the words "twelve years old, Level 46," looked even more distressed upon hearing this.
Not only did he have to kneel, but he also had to kowtow?!
In the shadows, Tang Hao, watching this scene, furrowed his brows.
Instinctively, he wanted to intervene, but soon, his expression relaxed.
If Tang San could use this humiliation as motivation, it might be beneficial for his future. After all, Tang San's path had been too smooth in recent years. Xiao Yu was a good whetstone to push Tang San forward.
"Little San, remember today's humiliation. In the future, you must repay it tenfold."
Tang Hao muttered to himself.
On the other side, Tang San, with no other choice, could only comply, kneeling before Xiao Yu and kowtowing.
After all, in his previous life, even after mastering all the Tang Sect's techniques, he still had to kneel before the inner disciples.
Thus, although Tang San felt humiliated, the hierarchical order ingrained in his heart began to comfort him.
After Tang San finished paying his respects, both he and Yu Xiaogang felt the soul pressure lift.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's ashen face, Yu Luomian sneered.
"Yu Xiaogang, you and your precious disciple can continue to live in obscurity at Shrek Academy!"
With that, he left with the others.
Encountering Shrek Academy had been just a small episode. Their main goal was still to help Ning Rongrong obtain her third soul ring.
"Let's go, Zhuqing, Rongrong."
Xiao Yu called out to the two girls, placing his hands on their slender waists.
Ning Rongrong's waist was slender and soft.
Zhu Zhuqing's waist, though equally slender, had a more substantial feel to it.
Especially when combined with Zhu Zhuqing's slightly firmer body, the contrast between soft and firm was incredibly satisfying.
Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing had an added bonus: when holding her waist, even a slight movement could bring a pleasant surprise.
Zhu Zhuqing, her face flushed, felt both shy and embarrassed.
Not long after, the complete losers of Shrek Academy watched as Yu Luomian and the others walked away.
Their emotions were indescribable.
Flender, his face filled with frustration, helped Yu Xiaogang up.
Oscar helped Tang San to his feet.
Ma Hongjun went to the back and carried the unconscious Dai Mubai.
For a moment, after experiencing this incident, their expressions were all extremely unpleasant.
Their so-called Shrek Academy had been utterly humiliated, ground into the dirt without any dignity.
"Little San, is he the one you mentioned last time, the one who broke Fatty's limbs and poisoned Teacher Zhao?"
Oscar asked, his voice trembling.
"Yes."
Tang San's eyes burned with rage as he stared at the departing figures.
His gaze was filled with icy killing intent.
