Chapter 9: Master: I Will Definitely Come Back.
A week later, outside Wuhun City, a ten-year-old soul beast, the Wind Chaser Horse, panting heavily, trudged through the dust as it entered the city gate.
The one sitting on the horse was none other than the great master Yu Xiaogang.
After packing his bags, Yu Xiaogang didn't dare to delay and immediately rented a fine horse, Zhui Feng, from Zhoumahang.
Amidst the mocking laughter of the crowd around him who called him a "horse-riding warrior," Yu Xiaogang rode his swift horse through a long and dusty journey. After seven days of travel, he finally arrived at his destination. Before him was Zhao Guangyi, the war god who rode a donkey; now came Yu Xiaogang, the war god who rode a horse.
These seven days had been really tough! Sitting on horseback the whole time, Yu Xiaogang's fifth limb was almost worn down to the point of being needle-like.
Besides his fifth limb, Yu Xiaogang's buttocks were also forged into iron through countless trials. There's a saying that goes something like this: "Zilong is all courage, Master is all iron."
At this moment, a long queue had formed outside the city gate of Wuhun City, and a large number of soldiers were piled up at the gate, checking the identities of passersby one by one.
However, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang clearly didn't have the habit of queuing. After all, who was he? He was Yu Xiaogang! Who was Yu Xiaogang? He was a renowned master of martial spirit theory throughout the entire Douluo Continent. "If Heaven hadn't given birth to Yu Xiaogang, martial spirits would have remained in eternal darkness!"
After a moment of inner turmoil, Yu Xiaogang immediately mounted his horse again and rode backwards towards the gate of Wuhun City.
As for why he was riding backwards, it wasn't that Yu Xiaogang wanted to show off, but rather that his fifth limb was already sore from being worn out, and he wanted to change positions to rest for a bit.
Along the way, looking at the long queues of people, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.
People of low social status can only spend their entire lives obediently following other people's rules and having to wait in line.
Unlike himself, who was born superior to others—not only was he a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but also a distinguished guest of the Spirit Hall, and a master of spirit theory in the entire Douluo Continent civilization—he didn't need to queue to enter the city gate!
Ignoring the stares of the people in the group, Yu Xiaogang held his head high and slowly moved forward. However, before he could recover from his fantasy, he was slapped on the back of the head and rolled off the horse. His iron buttocks crashed heavily to the ground with a loud thud.
The guard who slapped Yu Xiaogang at the city gate was clearly startled, his mouth slightly agape as he stared in surprise at the crater he had created on the ground.
He truly hadn't expected that the man before him would have such an iron butt; the Iron-Butt War God was terrifyingly powerful!
Yu Xiaogang was clearly stunned by the slap, especially since a large group of people around him were now looking at him, which made him feel that his dignity had been insulted like never before.
Yu Xiaogang quickly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be inscrutable. His standing blocked the way for the people behind him, and the whole group instantly became restless.
However, Yu Xiaogang didn't care whether he had disrupted the order. Instead, he looked at the guard with indifferent eyes and asked, "Who are you? Why are you stopping me from entering the city? Do you know who I am?"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's air of superiority, the guard who had slapped him was now a little stunned. The man in front of him didn't seem to be faking it; could he be someone important?
"I am Master Yu Xiaogang..."
"Never heard of that, get the hell out of my way..."
The Spirit Hall guards at the entrance grabbed Yu Xiaogang's sleeve and pulled him aside, causing Yu Xiaogang to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
"What are you doing? To lay hands on someone in broad daylight is utterly disgraceful! How could the Spirit Hall allow you to be a guard here?"
"You don't need to worry about who the Spirit Hall assigns to guards. Now get to the back of the line right now."
"You, you..."
Yu Xiaogang pointed his finger at the guard's nose, too angry to speak.
"What? You're deliberately picking a fight, aren't you?"
The guard's expression immediately turned fierce. He had seen plenty of thugs and ruffians like this before. This guy in front of him was slovenly, with sunken cheeks, and he didn't look like a good person at all. He was probably there to steal things from Wuhun City.
"Black Panther, possess me!"
Four spirit rings—one white, one yellow, and two purple—emerged from behind the guard. After the spirit was attached to him, the guard's body immediately swelled up, his original height of 1.8 meters increasing to 1.9 meters, looking down at Yu Xiaogang.
"I, I'll go join the queue right now..."
Yu Xiaogang saw four spirit rings appear behind the guard and immediately turned around and walked to the back.
As the saying goes, "A moment of patience brings calm, and a step back opens up a vast sky." As Yu Xiaogang walked backward, he was once again moved by his own magnanimous heart.
After this commotion, the queue grew longer and longer. In addition, Wuhun City is the largest city in Douluo Continent, larger than the combined area of Tiandou City and Xingluo City, with a population of tens of millions, so the flow of people is already large.
The place where Yu Xiaogang was queuing was already hundreds of meters away from the city gate.
Only after the moon slowly rose did Yu Xiaogang arrive at the city gate, looking exhausted.
"Please show your customs clearance certificate."
The guard at the gate looked at Yu Xiaogang with an impatient expression and said, "Going to work every day is already annoying enough, and now I've run into such an idiot."
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened: "What pass certificate? I've never heard of it. What kind of pass certificate do you need to enter Wuhun City?"
"What the hell did you come from, you country bumpkin? This policy has been in effect for months and you didn't even know? If you don't have a clearance certificate, get the hell back here."
The guard finally couldn't hold back any longer and started cursing at Yu Xiaogang.
To be honest, he'd been putting up with this guy for a long time.
However, Yu Xiaogang had a different idea in his mind. He was convinced that it must be because of what had just happened that the guard in front of him was making things difficult for him and deliberately preventing him from entering.
The guard was shouting just now because he was feeling guilty; he was using this method to cover up his guilt.
Yu Xiaogang, once again basking in his own remarkable wisdom, put his hands behind his back and whispered in the guard's ear, "You're clearly settling a personal score! If this gets back to the higher-ups, you'll probably lose your job. I advise you to let me in now; you don't want anyone else to know..."
"Fuck your mother!"
The guard finally couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Yu Xiaogang hard across the face twice. The two slaps were accurate and vicious, leaving Yu Xiaogang stunned on the spot.
A few seconds later, Yu Xiaogang's vision went black, and he almost fell to the ground. Then, Yu Xiaogang's roar echoed throughout the city gate.
"You hit me! You fucking hit me! There's not a single good person in your Spirit Hall, none of you are good people."
After being slapped twice across the face by the guards of Wuhun City, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but recall the terror of being dominated by Qian Xunji when he saw the Wuhun Hall insignia on the guards' bodies. Almost reflexively, he covered his head and trembled with his buttocks sticking up high.
"Damn it, after all this time, he's a lunatic. He doesn't even know how to handle customs documents, and he's still ahead of me in line."
The group of people queuing behind finally saw what kind of thing it was: someone who was both bad at the game and loved to play.
"I wonder which backwater this thing came from, daring to cause trouble in Wuhun City."
The people behind them entered the city gate one after another, and no one paid any more attention to Yu Xiaogang, who was huddled in a ball.
Only after the city gates closed did Yu Xiaogang belatedly get up from the ground, his eyes filled with such venom that they were almost tangible.
I definitely can't go back into Spirit City. I was originally going to give Bibi Dong and Spirit Hall a chance to repent, but now it seems they didn't cherish it.
Yu Xiaogang climbed onto the Wind Chaser Horse with faltering steps and headed into the distance.
Having spent all his travel money on the road, Yu Xiaogang planned to first go to another city to find a branch of the Spirit Hall, collect a subsidy of 10 gold soul coins, and then continue his journey back to Notting Academy.
"Spirit Hall, just you wait, I will definitely come back for revenge!"
(End of chapter)