Chapter 103 Yu Xiaogang is released from prison and becomes famous throughout Spirit City
Several days later.
Deep within the dark and gloomy dungeon of Spirit City.
Yu Xiaogang huddled in the cold corner, his clothes tattered and filthy, his hair disheveled and tangled, his face haggard, and his body covered in bruises.
His disheveled state was comparable to that of the most destitute beggar on the street.
In the past few days, Scarface and his gang had been taking turns giving Yu Xiaogang special training.
If he disobeyed even slightly, they would beat and kick him, targeting areas that were not vital.
Yu Xiaogang initially struggled, but after being beaten several times, he began to try to please them, fearing another beating.
Just then, the cell door suddenly opened, and two jailers walked in.
"Yu Xiaogang, you can leave now," one of the jailers said expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light instantly appeared in Yu Xiaogang's previously empty and numb eyes.
He could hardly believe his ears.
He was able to get out?!
He had finally waited for this day!
At this moment, Scarface and his men stood up and looked down at Yu Xiaogang, who was curled up on the ground.
One of them sighed with considerable emotion. "Ah, Little Anal, to be honest, we're really going to miss you."
The other person grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth. "That's right. Now that you're gone, who will keep us entertained? We don't even know if we'll ever have a chance to see each other again."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang shuddered, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his back, and he shook his head frantically.
He would rather die than see those people again!
"Quickly... take me out of here!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was very hoarse.
Because he had been fed too much junk food these past few days, his throat was already swollen and sore, and even swallowing saliva felt like swallowing a knife.
At this moment, the two jailers, enduring the pungent stench, stepped forward with furrowed brows.
They each grabbed one of his arms and dragged Yu Xiaogang out of the prison cell like a dead dog.
After leaving the dungeon, the two jailers threw Yu Xiaogang onto the street like trash.
"Get out of Spirit City yourself," one of the jailers said coldly. "Otherwise, we'll bring you back."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang dared not linger. He only wanted to escape Spirit City as soon as possible, the farther away the better.
He gritted his teeth, got up, and walked out of the city.
With each step he took, a sharp pain shot through a certain unspeakable part of his back, forcing him to limp along with his legs spread apart in a strange and comical posture.
Yu Xiaogang had been walking for a while when a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him.
They were making a great fuss, with discussions rising and falling.
"I know this piece of trash. He came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and awakened a farting pig. His innate soul power is only level 0.5. It's hilarious."
"This piece of trash not only plagiarized the Spirit Hall's data, but he also dared to claim it as his own theory. How thick-skinned can he be?"
"Actually, all of that is fine. What's most disgusting is that this good-for-nothing actually dared to make a move on Her Highness the Holy Maiden. She's my goddess. How dare he lay a finger on her? He's like a toad trying to eat swan meat. I'd better not run into him, or I'll beat the crap out of him."
Not far away, Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, having heard several key words.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, trash, plagiarism.
An ominous premonition instantly welled up in his heart.
Ignoring the excruciating pain all over his body, he pushed his way through the crowd.
"Ugh... what's that smell? It stinks!"
"Where did this stinking beggar come from? Did he crawl out of a latrine?"
Those on the outermost edge turned around and almost vomited. They all covered their noses and frantically backed away.
Soon, the crowd dispersed in a flash, automatically making way for Yu Xiaogang. They all covered their mouths and noses, their faces full of disgust.
Yu Xiaogang didn't care about any of that; it was actually good that the crowd had dispersed.
He staggered closer, looked up, and saw a notice on the bulletin board.
It said:
Upon investigation, it was found that Yu Xiaogang, a direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, attempted to plagiarize the Spirit Hall's materials and claim them as his own. This was an extremely malicious act, making him a complete academic fraud.
In addition, he attempted to get close to Her Highness in order to steal higher-level confidential information.
Ultimately, the Spirit Hall decided:
First, Yu Xiaogang would be added to the Spirit Hall's blacklist, permanently disqualifying him from receiving Spirit Master subsidies from any Spirit Hall branch.
Second, Yu Xiaogang was permanently prohibited from entering any library belonging to the Spirit Hall.
The above decision took effect immediately.
This was hereby announced.
The notice also included a portrait of Yu Xiaogang, which was quite lifelike and bore a striking resemblance to him.
However, Yu Xiaogang, who was standing in front of the notice at this moment, was disheveled, smelled terrible, and looked exactly like a beggar on the street. He was completely different from the person in the portrait.
Therefore, although the onlookers were discussing it enthusiastically, no one recognized Yu Xiaogang in front of them for the time being.
False accusation.
This was blatant malicious slander!
Yu Xiaogang stared intently at every word on the notice, his face ashen.
His lips trembled violently, his teeth chattered, and his whole body shook uncontrollably.
What plagiarism?
Those theories were clearly the result of his painstaking research over the years.
The Spirit Hall couldn't figure it out themselves, so they turned around and accused him of plagiarism.
They also said that he approached the Holy Maiden to steal secrets.
This was utter slander and a complete distortion of the truth!
What's even more despicable was that they not only imprisoned and insulted him, but now had also nailed his name and portrait to the pillar of shame, making it known throughout the city.
How would he be able to establish himself on the continent in the future?
Moreover, the Spirit Master subsidy was a basic guarantee that all eligible Spirit Masters across the continent could receive.
He had not brought much money with him when he went out this time.
He had originally hoped to receive subsidies from the Spirit Hall branch to make a living.
But now that road was completely blocked. What would he eat and where would he live in the future?
The Spirit Hall had completely cut off all his paths.
Thinking of this, an extreme sense of humiliation and hatred suddenly surged into his heart.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
Damn the Spirit Hall! This was an irreconcilable feud!
The humiliation of the past and the enmity of today, Yu Xiaogang would forever remember!
One day, he would repay them a hundredfold, a thousandfold!
He would make them all kneel before him and beg for his forgiveness!
The more he thought about it, the more violently his whole body trembled, and his face became so distorted that it was almost deformed.
His dramatic reaction was particularly jarring to those around him.
"Hey, look at that stinky beggar. Why is he staring at the notice like he wants to eat someone alive?"
"Yeah, why is he shaking like that? Has he gone crazy?"
"Wait a minute... why does he look so familiar to me?"
"Hey, now that you mention it... he does look a bit like that good-for-nothing in the portrait."
At this moment, someone exclaimed in surprise, "That's Yu Xiaogang, I know him."
The person who exclaimed in surprise had actually been arranged by Su Mo.
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