Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 249 Yu Xiaogang's Jealousy: He Became the Sect Leader?! The Price of Refined Iron Soars, Tang San's Heart Aches!

On the playground of Limestone College, the blazing sun beat down, baking the ground until it was scorching hot.

The Shrek Seven Devils were undergoing weight training under the guidance of Yu Xiaogang. Each of them carried heavy stones on their backs and were sweating profusely.

Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out: "Hold on! A true strong person is one who breaks through their own limits!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

His legs felt as heavy as lead, yet he still persevered and kept moving forward.

After witnessing Yu Xiaolie's strength, he secretly vowed to become even stronger.

Just then, several teachers from the Limestone College passed by the playground, and their chatter drifted on the wind.

"Have you heard? The new sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is Yu Xiaolie..."

"That's right! Improve the treatment of disciples, broaden the channels for commoner soul masters to join the sect, and expand the business empire!"

"If you ask me, this is the true demeanor of a great ruler..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's body suddenly stiffened.

Those words pierced his heart like knives, making him gasp for breath.

Yu Xiaolie... has become the sect leader?

He repeated the phrase in his mind in disbelief.

Before his eyes appeared a face that bore some resemblance to his own, yet always carried a condescending and indifferent air.

The younger brother whom he looked down upon since childhood, the self-righteous younger brother who ran away from home after arguing with his grandfather.

Yu Xiaolie has now become the leader of his family and the sect master of the Blue Lightning Sect?!
Jealousy completely overwhelmed him, and he suddenly roared, his voice terribly hoarse:
"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan! A sect that doesn't care about family ties and only values ​​strength! Cold-blooded and ruthless, it will perish sooner or later!"

The playground fell silent instantly.

The Shrek Seven Devils stopped training in surprise, looking at their teacher, who had never been so flustered, with bewilderment.

Even the teachers from the Gray Rock Academy who were passing by were so frightened that they quickly left, afraid of getting into trouble.

Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled uncontrollably, his knuckles turning white from the force.

For many years, he had always thought that Yu Xiaolie was a good-for-nothing who was even worse than him.

But the Yu Xiaolie of today is completely different from Yu Xiaogang.

He sat comfortably in the main seat of the Blue Lightning Sect, wielding immense power, with thousands of disciples at his beck and call.

And what about him? He's stuck in this dilapidated gray rock college, without even a teaching certificate!
No matter how hard he tries or how much he studies theory, in the eyes of the world, he will always live in the shadow of Yu Xiaolie.

"Xiao Gang..."

Just then, a gentle voice came from behind.

Liu Erlong quickly walked to his side and gently held his trembling hand. She had heard what the teachers had said.

Her eyes were full of heartache, yet she didn't know how to comfort her.

But Yu Xiaogang abruptly shook off her hand, full of stubbornness, and turned to leave.

His back was stiff and lonely, as if he were carrying the weight of the entire world.

Liu Erlong stood there, her eyes slightly red.

She understood Yu Xiaogang's pride and also knew his pain at that moment.

The once-proud theoretical master is now completely outmatched by his own younger brother.

"The master..."

Ning Rongrong was about to speak softly when Tang San shook his head to stop her.

Tang San watched Yu Xiaogang's departing figure, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He understood his teacher's feelings better than anyone else.

Just like in his previous life, he was merely an outer disciple of the Tang Sect. Even though he learned the inner sect's secret techniques on his own, he was still accused of stealing the Tang Sect's secret techniques...

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, breaking the silence:
"If you ask me, Yu Xiaolie is just relying on the advantages of the sect's resources. If Grandmaster were still in the Blue Lightning Sect, Yu Xiaolie would definitely have nothing to do with it!"

"All right!"

Flander appeared at the edge of the playground at some point, interrupting everyone's conversation.

He pushed up his crooked glasses and said seriously, "Everyone, keep training! Remember, your goal is the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. Only there can you prove everything with your strength."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded emphatically, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit. Tang San also secretly vowed in his heart: Yu Xiaolie... one day, I will use the ultimate techniques of the Tang Sect to defeat you with my own hands!

Two hours later.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the Seven Devils' weary figures on the dilapidated training ground.

The day's training finally came to an end.

Xiao Wu tossed her sweat-dampened long hair, grabbed Tang San's arm, and said sweetly:

"Third Brother, come with me to Tiandou City for a stroll? I'm so bored training in this lousy place all day!"

Tang San was wiping the sweat from his face with a towel when he heard this and smiled: "Perfect timing, I also need to buy some fine iron to make crossbows, let's go together."

"Hehe, count me in!"

Ma Hongjun suddenly appeared out of nowhere, winking and snuggling up to him, "Fatty's been having some trouble controlling his lust lately..."

He mumbled the second half of the sentence.

Ning Rongrong was so exhausted that she collapsed onto the steps and waved her hand, saying, "You guys go ahead, my legs are about to break..."

Seeing this, Oscar immediately fawned over her, saying obsequiously, "Rongrong, let me massage your legs!"

After saying that, he was about to reach out and grope her.

But Ning Rongrong wasn't going to be polite to Oscar and kicked him.

Oscar nimbly dodged, his hands landing perfectly on her sweaty feet after a day of training, his face still bearing that sly smile.

On the other side, Dai Mubai walked up to Zhu Zhuqing and asked, "Zhuqing, do you want to come along?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, her long hair swaying gently: "No, I still need to cultivate."

He was refused, but Dai Mubai said without hesitation, "Then I'll go with you!"

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him, said nothing, and left directly.

That evening, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun arrived at Tian Dou City.

The capital city remains as prosperous as ever.

At this moment, the streetlights are just coming on, and the guiding streetlights on both sides of the street are emitting a soft glow.

As soon as Ma Hongjun entered the city, he rubbed his hands together impatiently: "Hey, I suddenly remembered something, you guys go ahead and look around!"

After saying that, he disappeared into the alley in a flash.

"That fat bastard..."

Xiao Wu pouted and tightened her grip on Tang San's arm. "Let's go, Third Brother, let's go buy what you want first."

Before long, Tang San and Xiao Wu arrived at a blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop was sweltering, with the constant clanging of hammers echoing throughout.

Tang San walked to the counter with practiced ease: "Boss, I'd like to buy ten catties of refined iron."

The oily-faced shopkeeper glanced up at him and said indifferently, "One hundred gold soul coins."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's pupils shrank. "What! Isn't it usually only twenty gold soul coins?"

The shopkeeper reluctantly stopped what he was doing and said, "Young man, almost all the iron ore is now monopolized by the Blue Lightning Sect. The price changes every day. If you think it's too expensive, go ask somewhere else."

He pointed to several shops across the street that were already closed.

Seeing this, Tang San clenched his fists and asked defiantly:

"With prices rising so high, doesn't the Empire care? Aren't the blacksmiths in various regions objecting?"

The shopkeeper wiped his face and patiently explained, "The Blacksmiths' Association is already in talks with the Blue Lightning Sect about a collaboration. They will be providing special supplies to blacksmiths from now on. As for the Empire..."

The boss lowered his voice and leaned closer, saying, "The empire is hoarding its state-owned mines, and while prices are high, they're selling them off little by little. They're overjoyed."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's face turned ashen, as if he had eaten excrement.

He only received a monthly stipend of 100 gold soul coins from the Spirit Hall, while his cooperation with Ning Fengzhi involved assembling hidden weapons for free, without earning a single penny.

At this rate, we won't even be able to afford the parts for concealed weapons! But we urgently need the materials right now...

"...Wrap it up for me."

Finally, Tang San gritted his teeth and took out his money pouch.

Hearing the sound of the gold soul coins being poured out, my heart was bleeding.

(End of this chapter)