Chapter 5: Damn it—So Heartless!
Yu Xiaogang utterly looked down on Su Yan.
He always had that condescending "I know-everything" attitude, acting like some almighty sage.
He'd constantly lecture Su Yan as a "senior with life experience," telling him to accept reality and give up his "pointless struggle."
"A waste is a waste."
"A trash martial soul."
"A useless soul master."
Maybe Yu Xiaogang saw in Su Yan the same humiliation he once suffered himself.
Every time he looked at Su Yan, it tore open the scars of his own past.
Or perhaps it was fear— Fear that Su Yan's relentless effort might one day shatter his fragile pride. Fear that this "good-for-nothing" might actually break through rank thirty and prove him wrong.
That was why Yu Xiaogang despised Su Yan so much— why he kept trying to crush his confidence and make him give up.
But too bad for him…
Su Yan could break through rank thirty.
And he knew it. So no matter what Yu Xiaogang said, it couldn't shake him.
He still remembered their very first meeting. When Tang San introduced him, Yu Xiaogang wore that same stiff, "serious" expression as he said:
"Xiao San has already told me about your situation. I won't take you as my disciple, so give up that idea. What I couldn't achieve in a lifetime, you'll never achieve either. Stop chasing meaningless fantasies!"
At that moment, Su Yan was completely dumbfounded.
'The hell?'
'Even if I were looking for a dog to call my master, it sure as hell wouldn't be you, Yu Xiaogang!'
'What's going on in that head of yours?'
'If I really took you as my teacher, I'd probably die during my first soul ring hunt!'
'Tang San becoming a god has zero to do with you— so stop pretending to be some divine mentor!'
Utterly ridiculous!
In his previous life, Su Yan had only known Yu Xiaogang as a scumbag and a failure.
But after spending six years at Nuoding Academy, he'd truly experienced just how insufferable this man was.
Being weak wasn't a crime. If someone was humble, willing to learn, and hardworking— even a "slow bird" that started late could still earn others' respect.
And really, what did someone else's weakness have to do with anyone else?
Who would waste their time ridiculing another person's efforts?
Apparently… Yu Xiaogang would.
He wasn't just arrogant—he was the embodiment of arrogance.
He'd boast that he "knew a bit of everything," that he'd "seen through the essence of martial souls," always strutting around with that "I'm so profound" expression— as if he were some hidden Title Douluo.
But in reality?
He was a complete fraud.
The man even managed to mess up Tang San's first soul ring hunt! And this was the so-called "Grandmaster"? Please.
Still, Su Yan couldn't help but look forward to the upcoming graduation tournament.
As the "worthless trash" Yu Xiaogang despised most, he was going to defeat the Grandmaster's prized disciple— the "innate full soul power, twin martial soul genius," Tang San himself.
Just imagining the look on Yu Xiaogang's face when that slap of reality landed was pure bliss. That alone made the wait worth it.
The next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the dorm windows.
Tang San and Wang Sheng were already up and moving, while Su Yan, as usual, was still asleep.
Everyone knew he was a night owl, spending his nights secretly cultivating until late, so no one dared to disturb him.
Meanwhile, in the chat group—
[Seven Treasure Little Princess: Tch~ Who's part of your "loving family"?]
[Yan Zi is Not a Swallow: Su Yan? Is this chat group yours? Did you send us these jade mirrors?]
[Cat in the Shadows: This Jade Mirror is incredible. I can actually store it inside my sea of consciousness! Su Yan, are you some kind of god?]
[My Surname is Not Yu: The Jade Mirror is impressive, but I don't want to share a group with that old hag. When are you going to take it back?]
[Bibi Dong: Enough! You with the surname Yu—this Pope has remembered you. Don't let me find out who you are, or I will definitely make your life worse than death!]
Spirit Hall – The Pope's Palace
That morning, Bibi Dong's first act upon waking was to furiously smash the Jade Mirror against the floor.
[My Surname is Not Yu: Oh? The old woman's up already? Trouble sleeping? Hitting menopause, maybe?]
Bibi Dong stared down at the glowing mirror on the floor, trembling with rage.
Her nails dug so deeply into her palms that they almost drew blood.
"Bastard!"
"Don't let this Pope find you… Or I swear, I'll make you and your entire family regret ever being born!"
[Carrot Lover: Heh~ Ugly woman! Old hag! Short legs! Menopausal granny! Bleh!]
[A Little Fox: Enough, both of you! The Pope hasn't done anything to deserve this—why are you constantly insulting Her Majesty?!]
[My Surname is Not Yu: None of your damn business!]
[Carrot Lover: None of your damn business!]
[Seven Treasures Little Princess: None of your damn business!]
[Yan Zi is Not a Swallow: None of your damn business!]
[I am an Orphan: As expected of the great Pope Bibi Dong—always managing to make so many people hate you. Maybe it's time you reflect on yourself.]
[Cat in the Shadows: Your Holiness, perhaps you could just apologize to them? Though I do understand you didn't do anything wrong.]
Spirit Hall Academy.
Hu Liena froze on the spot.
Wait… what?
There were only ten people in this chat group. Subtract the group owner, Su Yan, and herself… That meant everyone else in the group disliked her teacher!
What kind of cursed situation was this!?
Pape's Palace.
Crash!
The jade mirror hit the ground again, shattering into glittering fragments.
Bibi Dong stood there trembling, fury surging through her veins.
'Damn it!'
'These insolent fools—all of them deserve to die!'
'And that "Cat in the Shadows"? She actually dared to suggest I should apologize?'
'Are you blind!?'
'I, Bibi Dong, have done absolutely nothing! Why the hell should I apologize to them!?'
'Just you wait—if I ever find you, I'll lock you all in a secret chamber and torture you severely!'
Nuoding Academy.
Su Yan opened his eyes and saw that the chat group had exploded again.
Bibi Dong versus eight others…
Holy crap!
People say three women make a play, but this chat group had nine! That's three full plays—and all of them starring Bibi Dong as the villain!
As the group admin, he couldn't just ignore it.
[Su Yan: Damn it, none of you are sincere.]
[Carrot Lover: Su Yan, hurry and help us scold Bibi Dong!]
[My surname is Not Yu: Su Yan, let's discuss something—should we just kick Bibi Dong out of the group?]
[ Seven Treasures Little Princess: Su Yan, are you a little brother or a little sister?]
[Cat in the Shadows: Su Yan, this group chat is so mysterious… Are you also someone powerful?]
[Su Yan: @Cat in the Shadows, I'm alright. If you run into trouble, you can come to me.]
[Bibi Dong: Very good! I've already found a way to locate all of you. I hope when that time comes, you'll still have the same courage to insult me face-to-face.]
Pape's Palace.
Bibi Dong swiftly changed into formal attire and stormed into the Pope's Hall, summoning Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"Your Holiness," the two Titled Douluo greeted as they bowed deeply. But the moment they saw the chilling fury on Bibi Dong's face, cold sweat drenched their backs.
Oh no.
The Pope was angry.
No, not just angry—they had never seen her this furious before!
With an icy tone, Bibi Dong ordered, "You two—activate every resource within Spirit Hall. I want a full investigation across the entire continent. Find me every single person named Su Yan!"
"Investigate all their details, and report back immediately!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
Neither dared to question her further. They turned and left to carry out the order.
[My surname is Not Yu: Old hag, you think you can find us?]
[Seven Treasures Little Princess: You don't even know our names or faces. Even if you're the Pope of Spirit Hall, there's no way you'll find us!]
[Carrot Lover: Bleh~! Bibi Dong, you wicked woman! You'll never find out who we are!]
[I Am an Orphan: I should probably remind you all—while you're enjoying your little insults, don't forget… Once Bibi Dong finds Su Yan, she'll find all of you.]
[Everyone: ???]
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