Tang San Meets Yan and Hu Liena for the First Time

Tang San raised an eyebrow and looked at Qian Renxue, who had already changed clothes.

Qian Renxue held the hem of her skirt, showing off her lovely curves.

Only after turning around did she stop and look at Tang San.

"Little San, the National Elite Soul Master Tournament is about to begin. I've already had someone speak to the people at Spirit Hall Academy and arrange for you to join them."

"I heard the Pope is placing great importance on this tournament, and the rewards for the champions are exceptionally generous."

"You must give it your all this time."

Tang San nodded. Even without Qian Renxue, he would have entered. That skull was fairly good and could serve as a backup.

At the same time, he was a little curious.

What would the Shrek Seven Devils be like now, without him?

I'll probably find out when the tournament comes around.

With that thought, Tang San lingered no longer.

His face was still a little flushed, and he was afraid something might happen if he stayed any longer. After saying goodbye, he hurriedly turned and walked out.

After leaving the room, Tang San headed straight for Spirit Hall Academy.

He had nominally joined the academy a long time ago, but he had never trained with the others.

For Tang San, who had the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Qian Renxue backing him, following the academy's training regimen step by step would have made his cultivation progress far too slowly.

To make it easier to train with Tang San, Qian Renxue lived not far from the Spirit Hall Academy dormitories.

Before long, Tang San arrived at the central training grounds.

Quite a few Spirit Hall students were already training there.

When they saw the unfamiliar Tang San approaching, many looked puzzled and sized him up.

Tang San ignored the gazes around him and walked straight ahead. Soon, a fiery red-haired youth came into view.

Yan!

Yan was hovering around Hu Liena, eagerly saying something, completely oblivious to the disgust in her eyes.

Seeing Boiling Yan Yan like this, Tang San couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

His laughter drew the attention of Yan and Hu Liena, and both turned to look at Tang San.

"Who are you?"

Yan glared at him, a trace of embarrassed anger on his face.

Who in all of Spirit Hall Academy didn't know his illustrious name?

Someone actually dared to laugh at him?

Was he courting death?

Tang San suppressed his smile and said, "My name is Tang San."

"You two must be Yan and Hu Liena, right?"

"Nice to meet you."

As soon as he spoke, Yan and Hu Liena were both taken aback.

Neither had expected the person before them to be the extraordinarily mysterious Tang San.

"So you're Tang San?" Yan sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "I don't know how you wormed your way onto our team, but no matter how powerful your backers are, I'll always say the same thing."

"Here, strength does the talking!"

Not a single original member of the Spirit Hall Academy Team could be said to have a good impression of Tang San.

Someone parachuted in through connections was bound to be shunned by everyone.

Hu Liena frowned slightly and sized Tang San up. Though she said nothing, the disdain on her face was plain to see.

Beside her, Yan continued.

"You have Blue Silver Grass. I really can't imagine how you managed to worm your way onto our team."

"But it doesn't matter. With us around, the Spirit Hall Academy Team can win the championship even with you along. Just be good and cheer us on from the substitutes' bench."

As he spoke, Yan seemed to remember something and smacked his hands together in front of his chest.

"Right, I haven't fucking asked you yet. What were you laughing at just now?"

Seeing Yan like this, Tang San was immediately at a loss for words.

As expected of Boiling Yan Yan. He was rather adorably foolish.

"Nothing. I just thought of something that made me happy." Tang San shrugged. He had joined the Spirit Hall Academy Team only to pick up some rewards, so there was no need to try too hard.

As for whether he would be rewarded with a Soul Bone after they won the championship?

Tang San was absolutely confident.

It couldn't be helped. Someone with connections could do whatever he pleased.

In the current Spirit Hall, the Worship Hall still had an enormous say. Even Bibi Dong sometimes had to bow her head.

"Something that made you happy?" No matter how stupid Yan was, he could tell that Tang San was brushing him off. He flew into a rage. "What the fuck do you mean? Do you dare spar with me?"

"If you lose, you'll apologize to me obediently, and you'll never be allowed to start a match!"

A glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. He had no intention of backing down.

What a joke. As a transmigrator who had become Great God King Tang, was he supposed to let a mere Boiling Yan Yan lord it over him?

He was just about to accept when he heard gasps of surprise all around him.

Then a familiar fragrance wafted over.

A fair, soft hand reached toward Tang San's face.

"Little San, you left in such a hurry just now. It looks like you left something behind."

The newcomer was none other than Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue took out a bracelet-shaped Soul Tool and carefully put it on Tang San's wrist, then broke into a smile.

That breathtaking smile seemed to make even the air around them stand still.

She also noticed that the atmosphere seemed a little off. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at Yan, who had turned to stone beside them.

"Little San, who was he again?"

"What happened between you?"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue's gaze darkened.

If anyone dared bully Tang San, she would be the first to object.

Tang San smiled.

"He's Yan, from the Spirit Hall Academy Team's Golden Generation."

"Nothing happened."

Hearing that, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, as long as nothing happened."

"If you run into any trouble here at Spirit Hall Academy, come find me."

After giving him that reminder, she drifted away.

She left a group of dumbfounded students behind.

Yan stared blankly at Tang San, replaying everything that had just happened in his head. He felt very much like a dog.

He stiffly turned his head toward Hu Liena and forced a smile.

"Nana, don't worry. In my heart, you're still the most beautiful!"

Hearing that, Hu Liena was bewildered and frowned.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

She narrowed her eyes and watched Qian Renxue's departing figure in the distance, suspicion stirring in her heart.

When did such a beautiful woman appear in Spirit Hall...?

And her Soul Power seems extremely powerful too. I've never heard of anyone like her in Spirit Hall before.

While she pondered Qian Renxue's true identity, Yan, stung by her retort, grew even more dejected.

Now Yan felt that not only was he a dog, he was a fucking stray nobody wanted.

Comparing himself to how Tang San had just been treated made him even angrier. He thrust out a finger at Tang San.

"Tang San, fight me!"