"Huh?"
Xiao Lin looked at Gu Rong in shock.
From the sound of it, becoming Gu Rong's disciple wouldn't actually be a bad thing for Xiao Lin. On the contrary, it would give him the protection of another Titled Douluo powerhouse.
But Xiao Lin wasn't lacking powerful protection right now. After all, he had the Haotian Douluo Summoner.
Besides, what could Gu Rong really teach him?
This wasn't Xiao Lin being arrogant—many soul masters nowadays probably didn't even fully understand their own martial souls. What could they teach him?
Although Gu Rong wasn't considered particularly strong, he did possess mysterious and unpredictable spatial techniques.
Perhaps in the future, he could even teach Xiao Lin insights into space itself, allowing him to comprehend spatial abilities.
"Let's forget it."
Xiao Lin rejected the offer.
This wasn't entirely Xiao Lin's own decision—it was the two Dragon Kings who told him to refuse.
Inside the consciousness space, the two Dragon Kings stated that such trivial spatial techniques were something they could teach as well.
Although neither of them had spatial attributes, they had once fought against the Spatial Dragon King (the Emerald Dragon King).
Moreover, the Emerald Dragon King was a traitor—something the two Dragon Kings would never forget for the rest of their lives.
That said, when the two Dragon Kings claimed they understood spatial power, it was really just a superficial understanding.
Things like instantaneous movement or spatial cutting—they could only describe them vaguely with phrases like "this" and "that," hoping Xiao Lin would somehow comprehend it.
The only spatial technique the two Dragon Kings truly knew was sealing an object onto a two-dimensional plane.
But to Xiao Lin, that sounded more like sealing power rather than spatial power.
It wasn't some kind of dimensionality-reduction strike—nothing interesting.
And when Xiao Lin showed a disdainful expression, the two Dragon Kings became serious.
"Xiao Lin, do you really think we can't perform dimensionality reduction?"
The Fire Dragon King was furious, flames burning along his two dragon whiskers as they waved upward.
"Exactly! A mere dimensionality reduction—doesn't that just require two extremely massive objects rotating in opposite directions?"
The two Dragon Kings looked disdainful. With their strength, they could indeed carry out dimensionality reduction.
Upon hearing this in the consciousness space, Xiao Lin instantly understood.
When an object's mass reaches a certain level, it can even distort space—this much Xiao Lin knew well.
If two extremely massive objects rotate at high speed in opposite directions, the space caught between them would be stretched and twisted.
If an enemy were within that region of space, they would be controlled and compressed by those two massive objects—ultimately reduced to a two-dimensional existence in the extreme case.
Or even torn apart.
And even if not torn apart, no living being should be able to survive in a two-dimensional state.
The two Dragon Kings' boastful words instantly gave Xiao Lin inspiration for a self-created, invincible move.
However, the only thing Xiao Lin possessed that qualified as a massively dense object was the Qiu Dragon Staff.
Only one.
He couldn't guarantee he could develop such a move with just that.
But if the Qiu Dragon Staff's mass was high enough, it might still be capable of dimensional reduction.
If the Qiu Dragon Staff served as one of the massive rotating objects, Xiao Lin could potentially use another object of sufficient mass as the counterpart.
For example, an ultimate multi-attribute soul power fusion core—a soul core composed of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, chaos, and other attributes.
It was theoretically feasible—but Xiao Lin would need to be strong enough before experimenting with such a technique.
Otherwise, dying by his own move would be far too embarrassing.
Before transmigrating, Xiao Lin vaguely remembered hearing that even God King Tang San couldn't escape the gravitational pull of a black hole.
So Xiao Lin absolutely couldn't recklessly experiment with such techniques.
Although God King Tang San wasn't particularly strong—essentially bottom-tier in the realm of xuanhuan novels—
he was still considered the ceiling of the Douluo universe.
Xiao Lin definitely didn't dare claim he could outperform Tang San right now.
Soon, Xiao Lin stopped thinking about spatial power altogether.
Earlier, Lei Lei's soul skills already included techniques that used destructive lightning to tear through space for rapid movement.
Xiao Lin had already realized that space in this world was probably quite easy to break through.
There was no need to treat spatial power as something inherently lofty or supreme.
On the way to Xue Qinghe's residence, Xiao Lin rummaged through Thousand-Faced Guest's storage soul tool.
After checking carefully, he found that it only contained a bit over ten million gold soul coins—not even as much as what the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had given him.
But thinking about it, that made sense. A bounty-hunter-type job like this couldn't possibly be profitable every single time.
With little money inside, the rest of Thousand-Faced Guest's belongings were even more worthless to Xiao Lin as a researcher.
"Senior Gu Rong, do you know who the mastermind behind Thousand-Faced Guest is?"
Xiao Lin suddenly thought of something and asked.
Xiao Lin was never the type to hold grudges—for him, revenge was usually taken on the spot.
For example, once his strength improved, he had wanted to go deal with the mastermind behind the Lai Bing Gang.
In the end, due to time constraints, he handed that vendetta over to Qian Renxue.
Although he didn't get the satisfaction of taking revenge with his own hands, he trusted that Qian Renxue's methods would be far more ruthless than his.
After all, he was a highly moral individual who had received nine years of compulsory education—there were many punishments he genuinely couldn't even think of.
If it were Xiao San, he would certainly be even more cruel than Qian Renxue.
Xiao Lin had even secretly thought about whether to hand the mastermind over to Xiao San for punishment.
"We've naturally already identified the mastermind, but we don't want you to take revenge just yet. We hope you'll wait a bit longer and squeeze every last bit of value out of him."
Gu Rong spoke calmly, saying something that sounded rather cruel.
"What exactly do you mean?"
Xiao Lin was completely confused.
"The true culprit is the third prince of the Star Luo Empire's Dai family—Dai Mubai. Our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has already gone to find ways to extort compensation from the Dai family."
"Don't worry. We'll make sure you're satisfied."
Gu Rong chuckled softly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
For someone who had nearly put Ning Rongrong in danger, Dai Mubai had already earned a death sentence in Gu Rong's heart.
At that moment, listening to Gu Rong's sinister tone, Xiao Lin suddenly felt that Gu Rong had the potential to become an evil soul master.
"Dai Mubai, huh…"
Xiao Lin muttered to himself.
He didn't originally harbor much hostility toward Dai Mubai—at first, he merely looked down on him.
That was all.
Later, when Dai Mubai became Yu Xiaogang's student, Xiao Lin's dislike deepened through guilt by association.
Then came the incident at the soul fighting arena—and the attempted assassination.
Now, Xiao Lin truly harbored killing intent toward Dai Mubai.
For no good reason, he had tried to harm him.
Xiao Lin's personality was like a mirror—if someone treated him well, he would treat them well in return; if someone treated him poorly, he would return it tenfold.
"Senior Gu Rong, I'll hold off on Dai Mubai for now, but when can I make my move?"
"When Dai Mubai's struggle for the imperial succession ends."
"And what if Dai Mubai becomes crown prince and inherits the throne?"
Xiao Lin grew anxious and immediately shot back.
"We won't give him that opportunity. He doesn't have the capability."
Gu Rong chuckled after hearing Xiao Lin's question, feeling even more satisfied with him.
Bold in love and hate, extremely vengeful—practically a perfect candidate to become the sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"That's true. He doesn't have that capability. But I can't let him escape."
Xiao Lin figured it out in less than a second. The key issue now was making sure Dai Mubai couldn't run away.
What if that coward Dai Mubai ran again?
Once Xiao San came back, he could ask him—being a Tang Sect disciple, Xiao San was definitely skilled in tracking.
With the help of the Blue Silver Domain, unless Dai Mubai fled to a place with no Blue Silver Grass at all, he would never escape.
(End of Chapter)