23: Chapter 23 The First Student

Listening to Lin Mo's logically coherent theory, and then comparing it with Lu Mengmeng's fluid practical execution, Master Bai felt both shocked and furious.

His face was ghastly pale.

Being refuted in public by a wet-behind-the-ears brat made him lose all face; how could he possibly keep his composure?

"Those are just some petty, unorthodox tricks!"

He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Once her Soul Power level goes up, let's see if she can still manage both crowd control and offense!"

"Then let's wait until her level is higher before talking about that."

Lin Mo did not yield an inch, his eyes bright. "At the very least, for now, this method allows her to remain invincible among Soul Masters of the same level."

These words were like a resounding slap, fiercely landing on Master Bai's face.

He had studied theory for decades, yet he had almost forgotten the foundation of a Soul Master.

A path that can win is a good path.

"Hmph, your theories are all sophistry; it's simply unreasonable!"

Feeling that he had lost face, Master Bai turned his head abruptly to look at Mother Lu, his tone carrying a hint of interrogation. "Commander Lin Yaqin, do you trust this master, or do you trust this brat who is full of nonsense?"

"This..." Commander Lin Yaqin was immediately in a dilemma, her brows furrowed.

On one side was the senior she had admired in her youth, one of the Dragon Kingdom's highly respected Martial Soul masters.

On the other side was a young man who could prove his theory with concrete results.

Both sides had their points, and for a moment, she couldn't make up her mind, only showing hesitation.

But Lu Mengmeng knew this was an opportunity.

"Mom, I'm listening to Boss!"

Someone who could derive a triple-speed cultivation technique and, with just a simple pointer, help her understand the use of her own Martial Soul.

This was not something an ordinary theoretical master could do.

Why not hug such a powerful thigh instead of paying a huge price to apprentice under a master who only had a title?

Father Lu, who had been silent all this time, had now changed his opinion of Lin Mo.

He thought to himself, could Lu Mengmeng's Martial Soul mutation really be this kid's doing?

He had been unhappy with this Bai Yuntian from the start.

He was only able to invite him over, first, out of consideration for his wife's classmate relationship, and second, because of the 100 million dragon soul coin travel expenses.

Moreover, after the apprenticeship was successful, they would need to pay an annual tribute of 10 million dragon soul coins as guidance fees.

As it turned out, this so-called famous master seemed inferior to this brat Lin Mo.

This really made him feel vindicated.

So, he couldn't help but lean into Commander Lin Yaqin's ear and whisper a suggestion: "Wife, why don't we respect our precious daughter's wishes?"

Although Father Lu was the representative of the Lu Family, he often had to listen to his wife.

This was the sorrow of being a support-type Soul Master.

With him saying this, Mother Lu hesitated even more.

She turned to Master Bai, her tone polite but firm: "Senior, thank you for your trouble in coming here, but regarding Mengmeng's path, I will still respect her choice."

If not for Lu Mengmeng, she would never have begged the other party.

Now that she discovered her daughter's classmate's theory was more suitable...

Master Bai looked at the situation before him and knew that continuing to argue would only be more embarrassing, so he stood up abruptly: "Good, very good! Since that is the case, this master will not disturb you any further. I hope you won't regret this later!"

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and left, skipping even the formalities of saying goodbye.

Mother Lu opened her mouth, but in the end, she only sighed softly.

It seemed that offending her senior today was unavoidable.

Father Lu patted her shoulder at the right moment and whispered: "Wife, it's fine. With 100 million dragon soul coins, he didn't come for nothing, did he?"

He knew clearly in his heart that if he really let Bai Yuntian become Mengmeng's guidance teacher, wouldn't that give him the opportunity to frequently interact with his wife?

If affection grew over time, wouldn't he end up being cuckolded?

Just as the decision was made, Lu Mengmeng had already excitedly pounced over to hug Lin Mo:

"Boss, you are so cool! Will you be my guidance teacher from now on?"

Lin Mo, however, pushed her head away with a look of disdain: "You're getting happy too early."

"If there's no benefit, I'm not doing it."

Lu Mengmeng looked simple-minded, but she was sharp inside and instantly understood Lin Mo's meaning.

She quickly turned to look at her parents: "Mom! I want to ask Boss to be my guidance teacher!"

Commander Lin Yaqin looked at Lin Mo with a smile, her tone gentle: "Lin Mo, is it? Can you introduce yourself?"

Facing this charming, mature auntie, Lin Mo's attitude was exceptionally upright as he straightened his posture: "Hello, Auntie. You might not believe it, but Mengmeng's Martial Soul mutation is actually to my credit..."

He gave a concise and comprehensive introduction.

He also took the opportunity to recount how Lu Mengmeng had pestered him for help and the process of how they finally succeeded in mutating her Martial Soul.

"What? You mean to say that Mengmeng's Martial Soul mutation was actually your plan?" The smile on Commander Lin Yaqin's face faded a little, and her tone was full of surprise.

"Yes," Lin Mo deliberately glanced at Father Lu with a curious look, "Didn't Uncle Lu tell you?"

Only then did Mother Lu realize that there was this backstory behind her daughter's Martial Soul mutation.

She immediately turned and glared at Father Lu, her voice rising sharply: "Old Lu, you need to give me an explanation for this!"

Father Lu panicked instantly.

"Wife, things aren't what you think..."

Next, Mother Lu proved with facts that a support-type Soul Master can only be crushed in front of a battle-type Soul Master.

Half an hour later.

The few of them were sitting face-to-face in the living room.

Commander Lin Yaqin said to Lin Mo with an apologetic face: "Little Mo, Auntie apologizes to you for the foolish things your Uncle Lu did."

"It's fine, Auntie. Given my relationship with Mengmeng, I won't take it to heart!" Lin Mo waved his hand dismissively.

If Father Lu really wanted to kill him, he would have been dead long ago.

Father Lu was mostly just angry because he was annoyed that Lin Mo had recklessly encouraged Lu Mengmeng to absorb soul crystals.

"Good child."

Commander Lin Yaqin looked at him with a smile, "Auntie is not a pedantic person, and I won't look down on anyone because of their Martial Soul aptitude."

"Speaking of which, Master Yu, who wrote our country's Top Ten Martial Soul Competitiveness Theories, only has a D-grade Martial Soul and his Soul Power is only level 29, yet didn't he still become the Dragon Kingdom's number one theoretical master?"

"Auntie speaks the truth."

Lin Mo glanced at Father Lu, who had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face swollen, the meaning self-evident.

"Ahem,"

Lin Mo cleared his throat and said solemnly, "In my opinion, there are only trash Soul Masters, not trash Martial Souls. If Auntie trusts me, I am willing to be Lu Mengmeng's Martial Soul guidance teacher, but as for the guidance fee..."

He rubbed his fingers sheepishly.

After becoming a Soul Master, he truly realized how "pay-to-win" this profession was.

Cultivation requires soul crystals, strengthening the Martial Soul requires elemental soul crystals; every step is inseparable from money.

"Hehe, that is natural."

Commander Lin Yaqin smiled gently, "Auntie won't treat you unfairly. From now on, one million per month, with the costs for awakening Soul Skills calculated separately. How about that?"

"Good, deal!" This was already the remuneration of a top-tier theoretical master; Lin Mo had no reason to refuse.

"Of course, to prove that Auntie's money isn't wasted, I will guide Lu Mengmeng to awaken her Soul Skill right now. Is that okay?"

"Great!" Mother Lu and Father Lu looked at each other; they both wanted to see if Lin Mo truly had the ability.