Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 11 What is Humility?

"Do you really think that this soul tool can compare to the bond between us as master and disciple?"

Lin Mu glanced at the soul tool, a hint of joy flashing across his face almost imperceptibly, but on the surface he pretended to be dissatisfied.

In reality, he was deceiving Yu Xiaogang in this way precisely for the sake of this soul tool.

Soul tools are not very advanced now, and storage soul tools are even rarer. Soul tools with such a large storage space are extremely rare, and you can't buy one even for 100,000 gold soul coins.

Seeing that the other party was still not satisfied, Yu Xiaogang almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "You're kidding me! You've only known each other for a few days, what kind of master-disciple relationship do you have?"

Clearly, this guy is asking for an exorbitant amount.

"These gold soul coins are all my savings, is that alright?"

Yu Xiaogang took out a money bag that looked quite heavy, clearly intending to go all in at once.

"I didn't expect you to be quite wealthy."

Lin Mu knew that Yu Xiaogang had no source of income, and these gold soul coins could only be subsidies from the Spirit Hall.

Even a Grand Soul Master can receive a subsidy of ten gold soul coins every month, which can accumulate into a considerable sum over time.

"Alright, it's a bit small, but consider it giving Gangzi face. The bet is settled."

Lin Mu reluctantly agreed.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Yu Xiaogang thought he had gotten the better deal.

In his view, these things were ultimately just external possessions, nothing compared to a disciple with twin martial souls and innate full soul power.

Moreover, as long as he wins the bet, he will not only get the disciple, but also won't have to give him the soul tool and gold soul coins.

"It's a word."

Fearing the other party might change their mind, Yu Xiaogang immediately made the decision.

Seeing that the guy had taken the bait, Lin Mu smiled and turned to Tang San behind him, saying, "Little San, use your first soul skill on him."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat. Why was this guy so straightforward, without any hesitation?

Could it be that he's really confident?
This is simply unrealistic. With his soul power at level 29, how could he possibly be controlled by a mere number one soul skill?

"Wait, I need to release my martial spirit first," Yu Xiaogang hurriedly shouted.

Tang San immediately looked at his master beside him, and only stopped channeling soul power into the Blue Silver Grass after seeing him nod.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a moment, looking around at the surroundings, as if he was very worried about making a fool of himself.

After confirming that there was no one else around, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, then quickly separated them downwards, and shouted:
"Come out, Luo Sanpao."

With a soft "poof," a creature that looked like both a dog and a pig appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang, its pig head rubbing against Yu Xiaogang's thigh.

"So it really was a pig."

Upon seeing this incredibly strange martial soul, Tang San blurted out.

Previously, his master said that this old man's martial soul was a pig, and he didn't quite believe it. He never expected that it really was a pig.

Lin Mu didn't make any sarcastic remarks, but instead focused his gaze on Luo Sanpao's forehead, where a bulge was clearly visible.

Aside from him, probably no one else knows what it is.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the prototype of the dragon horns. For example, in the process of a snake transforming into a dragon, there are many stages, and this bulge is one of the symbols.

This means that Luo Sanpao himself had the potential to become a dragon, but was held back by Yu Xiaogang.

The useless one isn't Luo Sanpao, but Yu Xiaogang. As he said, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. This saying is most fitting for him. Lin Mu narrowed his eyes, his gaze towards Yu Xiaogang now tinged with even more mockery.

Faced with the two men's disdainful looks, even Yu Xiaogang, who was usually thick-skinned, showed some embarrassment.

He would never have released Luo Sanpao if he wasn't worried about making a mistake.

If he is indeed controlled later, Luo Sanpao can help him. With the strength of the Blue Silver Grass, he can easily bite it open in one bite.

After a moment, Yu Xiaogang managed to calm down and urged, "We can begin."

"Blue Silver Grass, Entangle!"

Tang San did not use his soul skills, but instead used his soul power to control the growth of the Blue Silver Grass. In just a few breaths, the vines, as thick as a baby's fist, completely wrapped around Yu Xiaogang.

On the way back from the Star Dou Great Forest, Lin Mu often gave Tang San pointers on how to control his Martial Soul. Even without his mother's interference, he could control the Soul Skill with ease.

Soon, Yu Xiaogang began to struggle. After a few seconds of testing, he found that the Blue Silver Grass's strength had indeed increased significantly.

But that's all. With the current strength of Blue Silver Grass, most first-ring Beast Soul Masters can easily break free.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was bursting with confidence and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Blue Silver Grass is just Blue Silver Grass after all. It's wishful thinking to think it can control a level 29 Great Soul Master!"

To prevent Lin Mu from becoming enraged, Yu Xiaogang deliberately pretended that he was having a hard time breaking free.

But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Crystal."

In an instant, the Blue Silver Grass hardened to the point of being as hard as a diamond, and even if Yu Xiaogang exerted all his strength, he could not break free from its restraints.

The main problem is that Yu Xiaogang is too useless. If it were any other second-ring beast soul master, they could only control the situation for a few seconds at most.

"How can this be!"

After struggling to no avail, Yu Xiaogang looked like he was questioning the meaning of life. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and he looked at Lin Mu and asked, "What kind of spirit ring did you attach to him?"

"Why should I tell you? Do you really think I'm a sucker like the Spirit Hall?"

Lin Mu sneered. It was only because the Spirit Hall had repeatedly tolerated Yu Xiaogang, a guy who stole knowledge. If it were him, he would definitely have ruined Yu Xiaogang's reputation.

These words once again pierced Yu Xiaogang's fragile heart, his cheeks flushed red like a pig's liver, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

In reality, the resources that Yu Xiaogang enjoys are beyond the reach of ordinary people in their entire lives, but he shows no gratitude whatsoever.

The Spirit Hall gave him all sorts of books and materials, but he went against the Spirit Hall. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan poured resources into him, but he refused to go home no matter what. Calling him an ingrate would be an understatement.

"Don't you understand humility at all?"

Unable to contain his anger any longer, Yu Xiaogang questioned him.

"humble?"

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and sneered, "I am a Soul Master and you are a Great Soul Master. Why should I be humble? You should be the one being humble."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang showed a hint of surprise, as if there was indeed some truth to it.

Hearing their conversation, Tang San seemed to understand something, thinking to himself, "Indeed, every word my master says is a profound truth."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He couldn't admit defeat yet, otherwise not only would he lose his disciple, but he would also have trouble eating in the future.

Oh, and he also has Luo Sanpao.

(End of this chapter)