Douluo Continent: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A Soul Beast Pagoda!

Chapter 60 Yu Xiaogang's Angry

A few days later, the largest bookstore in Wuhun City welcomed a special guest.

Qian Renxue wore an elegant moon-white dress, her face veiled, revealing only a pair of cool purple eyes. She walked to the counter and placed a thick manuscript on the table.

"I want to publish this article."

The bookstore owner was a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a monocle. He glanced at the girl in front of him, then casually glanced at the cover of the manuscript, "Refutation and Revision of Several Issues Concerning the Theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls".

"Young lady, this—" The shopkeeper pushed up his glasses, his tone clearly dismissive, "We're a legitimate academic bookstore, publishing authoritative works in the field of martial spirit theory research. Your article—the title is quite grand, but the content—"

His implication was all too clear: what valuable things could a little girl possibly write?

Qian Renxue didn't speak, but calmly took out a token from her sleeve and gently placed it next to the manuscript.

It was a token cast in pure gold, with a six-winged angel engraved on the front, surrounded by intricate patterns and designs.

Order of Offering.

The bookstore owner's perfunctory expression froze instantly, replaced by utter shock. He jumped to his feet, his monocle nearly falling off, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"This, this is—" His voice trembled, his eyes fixed on the token, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"Can it be done?" Qian Renxue's voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Yes! It can be done! Absolutely!" The boss nodded repeatedly, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "I'll arrange the best printing masters and the best paper right away! Seven days—no! Five days—and it will be available in all the major bookstores across the continent!"

Qian Renxue nodded, withdrew the offering order, and turned to leave.

The bookstore owner watched her departing figure until she completely disappeared around the street corner before collapsing into a chair, panting heavily.

With trembling hands, he picked up the stack of manuscripts, opened the first page, and his eyes widened as he looked at the neat yet powerful handwriting.

Nottingham City, Yu Xiaogang's residence.

This is a simple room. His original room was no longer habitable, and he had recently moved to a different one.

Yu Xiaogang sat at the table, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Thanks to Tang San's medicine, his burns were basically healed.

At this moment, he was holding a booklet he had just bought from the bookstore. The cover had a title that made him grit his teeth in hatred: "Refutation and Revision of Several Issues Concerning the Theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls".

"Hmph, I'd like to see who dares to be so arrogant!" He sneered as he turned the page.

The first page is the preface, consisting of only a few brief lines.

"In recent years, the so-called 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls' has been circulating in the Soul Master community. It is full of fallacies and has misled many people. In order to set the record straight, this article is written to refute it point by point and reveal the truth."

Yu Xiaogang's expression turned even uglier.

He continued scrolling down.

The article does not begin with direct criticism, but first systematically reviews the historical development of martial spirit theory and lists the main contributions of various theorists over the past century.

This section is detailed and rigorous, and the materials cited are ones that even Yu Xiaogang himself had not fully grasped.

But then, the tone shifted.

"However, recently some self-proclaimed masters have taken the achievements of their predecessors, repackaged them, and pieced them together into the so-called 'Ten Core Competencies,' and even gave it the name of originality, which is a disgrace to academia."

Yu Xiaogang's hand suddenly trembled.

"Firstly, what Yu just said about the innate soul power level and martial soul strength being directly proportional—simply put, the higher the innate soul power, the greater the potential of the martial soul—is actually the innate soul power that determines the cultivation ceiling, while the martial soul quality determines the combat power ceiling. Furthermore, even those who awaken advanced martial souls may not have high innate soul power."

"Secondly, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Leaving aside others, Yu Mougang himself is the best example. His level 29 hasn't changed in decades. So, is Yu Mougang himself too useless, or is his martial soul, Luo Sanpao, too useless? I've never seen someone curse themselves twice in one sentence. The size of one's innate soul power already determines the upper limit of cultivation—"

"The third point is the theory of spirit mimicry. Simply put, plant-type spirits can absorb animal spirit rings. If you are a plant-type spirit master, why would you want to absorb animal spirit rings? What data supports the idea that absorbing animal spirit rings would make you stronger? If not, then why would you try to absorb them? Moreover, plant-type spirits are theoretically a type of weapon spirit. The Clear Sky Hammer can absorb animal spirit rings, so why can't plant-type spirits?"

"Furthermore, many of our commoner soul masters don't have much choice when absorbing soul rings; they absorb whatever they can. So this isn't some earth-shattering discovery."

Article 4 —

"The above theories were all copied from the Spirit Hall's materials, but the materials themselves are not problematic. However, he cannot simply reproduce all the content; he must revise them!"

"That's precisely why his theories are riddled with flaws and utterly useless. He himself can't even break through level 30, so how can he experimentally prove the accuracy of these theories?"

"Therefore, some theoretical knowledge that should be common knowledge for Soul Masters has been distorted beyond recognition by a certain master, which is purely misleading and harmful to students."

Each critique is accompanied by detailed data, case studies, and logical deductions, demonstrating clear organization and rigorous argumentation.

Yu Xiaogang's face went from gloomy to ashen, then to deathly pale. His hand holding the book began to tremble uncontrollably, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

"Outrageous—utterly outrageous!" He finally roared, slamming the book onto the table. "How dare you say that my theories are plagiarism? What do you know?! I'll see who you are!"

His hands trembled as he turned to the last page, searching for the author's name.

"Jiang Xue'er?" Yu Xiaogang was stunned.

He had never heard of this name before. He had heard of most of the well-known theoretical scholars in the Soul Master world, but this Jiang Xue'er—he had never even heard of her!

"How dare an unknown nobody criticize this master? Do you even understand martial spirits? Do you understand theoretical research?" He trembled with rage, his fingers almost piercing the pages of the book. "How dare you accuse this master of plagiarizing the Spirit Hall's materials? What do you know?! For a scholar, that—that can't be called stealing!!"

His voice grew louder and louder until it was almost a roar.

"Ah—! You damned brat!" Yu Xiaogang suddenly grabbed the book, and with both hands, he tore the pages in half, which fell to the ground like snowflakes.

His eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and his chest was heaving violently, as if he were about to suffocate at any moment.

It took him a long time to calm down. Looking at the paper that had been torn in half and crumpled into a ball on the ground, a venomous glint flashed in his eyes.