The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was a sect founded by support-type Spirit Masters. Because of the sect's rules, there were also a certain number of battle-type Spirit Masters within the sect. However, it was a fact that the inner disciples themselves had weak self-defense abilities.
Listening to Tang San's explanation, Ning Rongrong realized that hidden weapons had broad potential for use.
If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could equip them, the disciples' ability to protect themselves would surely improve significantly.
"Tang San, are you willing to sell these hidden weapons? I'm interested in purchasing them in large quantities. Price is not an issue," Ning Rongrong asked.
"Ahem." Wu Qi interrupted. "Rongrong, this is Tang San's gesture of goodwill. Talking about money would hurt the sentiment, wouldn't it?"
At this time, Tang San was very poor.
If Ning Rongrong gave him money, he would be able to craft more advanced hidden weapons and rapidly increase his strength.
Funding a future enemy was not a wise choice.
After a pause, Wu Qi continued, "Tang San, you didn't come here just for this, did you? Is there something else?"
"As for the business between you and Ning Rongrong, you can discuss it privately. There's no need to bring it up openly."
Tang San nodded and tugged at Wu Qi's sleeve. "Brother Wu, could we speak privately for a moment?"
Wu Qi agreed, and the two walked to a corner.
Ning Rongrong frowned. "What is Brother Wu Qi doing? Why stop me?"
Changkong gave her a look and said quietly, "Miss Rongrong, Brother Wu will explain it to you later. For now, just follow what he says."
He had a feeling that Wu Qi was not truly helping Tang San. On the contrary, he might be setting a trap for him.
Ning Rongrong's request had been perfectly reasonable. If Wu Qi truly intended to help Tang San, he would have supported the idea instead of changing the subject.
Tang San spoke directly. "Brother Wu, my teacher would like to meet you. Do you have time?"
"Your teacher?" Wu Qi asked, pretending to be puzzled.
He knew exactly who Tang San's teacher was, but he did not understand why Yu Xiaogang wanted to meet him.
Tang San answered vaguely, "My teacher heard that your talent and strength are impressive, so he would like to speak with you. If you're willing, I can bring him here right now."
If Yu Xiaogang wanted to accept a disciple, it was not something Tang San should say outright.
Such matters had to be discussed between the two parties themselves. Tang San could only serve as a connection.
Wu Qi did not refuse.
Yu Xiaogang would become one of Spirit Hall's future enemies. Wu Qi wanted to see what this so-called master of the Spirit Master world actually wanted with him.
After Tang San left, Wu Qi turned and said, "Changkong, Rongrong, you two go back first. Don't wait for me."
Not long after they left, Tang San returned with a middle-aged man, Yu Xiaogang.
When they entered the room, Yu Xiaogang walked in confidently and sat directly in the main seat.
Wu Qi frowned, thinking that the man had no sense of manners.
Regardless of whether Yu Xiaogang was considered an elder, he should not behave so arrogantly.
Wu Qi was the temporary host of this resting room. Logically, he should be the one sitting in the main seat.
Yu Xiaogang's behavior of taking the host's place would make anyone dissatisfied.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wu Qi sat to the side. He wanted to hear what gave Yu Xiaogang the confidence to act this way.
Yu Xiaogang leaned back on the sofa, putting on the air of a lofty expert.
He slowly spoke in a calm tone. "You must be Wu Qi. Little San told me your strength is impressive and that your talent is quite good."
"As you can see, Little San is my disciple."
Wu Qi remained expressionless and asked, "So?"
Yu Xiaogang himself was only a Spirit Grandmaster, yet the arrogance he displayed surpassed that of most Titled Douluo.
Anyone unaware might think he was the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent.
Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly. "I intend to accept you as my disciple, making you my second disciple."
Tang San added, "Brother Wu, my teacher's achievements in Spirit Master theory are unmatched. If you become his disciple, you will avoid many detours in your future cultivation."
Hearing this, Wu Qi sneered inwardly.
He had thought Yu Xiaogang might know something about his background and intended to use Bibi Dong's identity to gain some advantage. He did not expect it to be such a trivial matter.
If he wanted to take a disciple, then say so. Why put on such a superior attitude?
Besides, much of the theoretical knowledge Yu Xiaogang possessed had originally come from Bibi Dong.
Wu Qi's position within Spirit Hall allowed him access to the same information.
With his own comprehension ability, he had no need for a teacher to explain those theories to him.
Wu Qi had no idea where Yu Xiaogang got the confidence to speak like this.
After all, Yu Xiaogang having Tang San as a disciple was largely a matter of luck.
Tang Hao had arranged for Tang San to stay with him so that the boy could grow up without worry. It was not because Yu Xiaogang truly had such ability, nor because Tang Hao recognized him.
In the end, Tang Hao valued Yu Xiaogang's connection to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, hoping that it would help protect Tang San's growth.
With that thought, Wu Qi stood up, said nothing, and walked straight out of the resting room.
The best way to deal with someone like this was simply to ignore him.
Yu Xiaogang, however, remained confident in himself and thought Wu Qi had gone out to calm down because he was too excited.
But after waiting for a long time, he finally realized that Wu Qi had truly left.
Enraged, he shouted, "Who does he think he is, leaving me here like this!"
"Wu Qi, you will regret what you did today."
Tang San's expression was complicated.
Yu Xiaogang's attitude just now had indeed been poor, but geniuses had their own pride. Why would they be willing to bow and scrape?
After thinking about it, Tang San decided to first persuade Yu Xiaogang, and later find Wu Qi to explain the situation clearly.
After leaving the Grand Spirit Arena, Wu Qi had barely taken a breath before someone else approached him.
Flender adjusted his collar and introduced himself formally. "I am the headmaster of Shrek Academy. With your talent, you are more than qualified to join Shrek Academy."
"If you happened to miss the enrollment period, I, the headmaster—"
Wu Qi raised his hand and interrupted him. "I don't know why you think I would join Shrek Academy, and I don't want to know."
"But I can tell you clearly that I am here only because of an order from the Crown Prince to train here for a period of time. So whatever ideas you have, you can forget about them."
Compared to Yu Xiaogang, Flender's attitude was much better.
However, Yu Xiaogang's arrogance had already irritated Wu Qi.
Facing Flender now, he had no patience left.
After speaking, he walked off in another direction, leaving Flender standing there in silence.
After a long moment, Flender finally came back to his senses and could not help but smile bitterly.
With Wu Qi's level of talent, it was only natural that a major force had already taken notice of him. His earlier assumption had simply been wishful thinking.
A Crown Prince and an ordinary prince were not the same. The Crown Prince was the rightful heir of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Flender could not help feeling relieved. If Wu Qi had actually agreed to join him, it would have been like poaching someone from the Heaven Dou Empire.
At that point, the entire Shrek Academy might have been wiped out.
With a sigh, he returned to Shrek Academy feeling somewhat disappointed.
Some things depend on fate and cannot be forced.
Having Ma Hongjun as a disciple was already the result of fate. Besides, Ma Hongjun's talent was not bad, so there was no need for him to feel dissatisfied.
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