The Hashirama Split Tang Hao! (Seeking Investment!)

Night fell. The daytime farce had not caused any further trouble, and under Oscar's nervous guidance, the new students were assigned their dormitories.

For the time being, Jiang Qianhai and Zhu Zhuqing shared a room, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu shared a dormitory, and Tang San was assigned to the same room as Dai Mubai.

However, Dai Mubai had been sent out for treatment, so Tang San currently had the entire room to himself.

Inside the dormitory, Jiang Qianhai calmly took things out of his Storage Ring. Besides bedding, he had even somehow obtained items like Simmons mattresses.

After the two of them put in some effort, the small house quickly took on an entirely new look.

All the old items were packed into the Storage Ring. Tomorrow, he would dump them on Zhao Wuji and the others. If they simply threw them away, Shrek's already dire finances would probably sink even further.

The house was small, but it could still provide basic shelter from the wind and rain.

After the pair renovated it, Jiang Qianhai directly carbonized and polished the floor flat with Bone Spirit Cold Fire, then froze it. This gave it an effect similar to tile, making it easier to clean in the future.

The walls were treated the same way, except that a layer of wallpaper was pasted over them afterward. This made the entire house look less dilapidated. The pattern featured the ocean, and once it was put up, the whole room seemed to gain a trace of an oceanic atmosphere.

In fact, it was not just the wallpaper. Aside from the items that could be used on himself, more or less, the other things that had come from the system's little surprises all had some connection to water or fish.

For example, several swimming fish had been carved into both sides of the Simmons headboard.

The bed had been replaced with a Simmons mattress, which was far more comfortable than the wooden bed before. However, after adding a bedside table, there was not much space left.

The final replacement was the true main event—and the item with the highest value among everything.

An Alchemical Lamp!

This Alchemical Lamp could be lit by consuming gold. Even more absurdly, it could illuminate the entire space with absolutely no shadows.

The amazing thing was that from outside, there was no sign that it was lit.

As long as some gold was put in, the lamp would transform directly into incorporeal light, filling the entire room.

It left things like candlelight eighteen streets behind.

To turn it off, one only needed to lightly touch the controller placed beside the bed.

Even in a fantasy world like Douluo Continent, this thing was outrageously unscientific.

Although burning gold was indeed rather extravagant, its actual consumption was not high. One Gold Soul Coin was enough to last a year.

After tidying everything up, Jiang Qianhai put his arms around the soft Zhu Zhuqing and prepared to sleep.

But only a few minutes after closing his eyes, he sensed some abnormal vibrations in the distance.

It seemed that someone was fighting.

And their strength was not weak!

This discovery instantly drove away his sleepiness.

From what he could sense, the battle stopped after lasting for around ten minutes.

I wonder who's making such a racket in the middle of the night. Are they going to let anyone sleep?

However...

"Jiang Qianhai... come out here!"

A roar-like voice transmission rang in Jiang Qianhai's ears.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Qianhai glanced at the already sleeping Zhu Zhuqing. After thinking it over, he still followed the voice outside.

The other party was not weak. Since they had used voice transmission instead of attacking directly, they probably did not want to harm any innocent bystanders.

It would be better to go somewhere else, lest they truly end up fighting.

After Jiang Qianhai left, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been snoring softly, slowly opened her eyes.

However, her trust in Jiang Qianhai made her only feel slightly puzzled before she stopped thinking about it. She knew that Jiang Qianhai always had his reasons for whatever he did, and he certainly would not hide it from her after returning. She would know then.

On the other side, Jiang Qianhai followed the aura and left the village directly. He did not stop until he reached a forest.

After seeing the situation clearly, Jiang Qianhai narrowed his eyes.

The ground here was covered with traces of something having rolled across it, while three figures stood in the darkness.

"Are you the one who sent that voice transmission?" Jiang Qianhai looked at the strongest person. "What can I do for you?"

"When the young one goes out to roam, the old one comes to protect him. Got a problem with that?"

The person stepped forward, but his face remained impossible to make out. Jiang Qianhai could only see a scruffy chin.

"Protect him? Is that why you came looking for me?"

Sensing that the visitor meant him no good, Jiang Qianhai waved his right hand, and the Mystic Heavy Ruler appeared in it.

"Did Dai Mubai send you?"

Tang Hao paused at those words. He thought for a moment about who Dai Mubai was, then remembered that he was the unlucky bastard whose arm had been chopped off. He could not help shaking his head.

"You're too dangerous! I'm not at ease leaving you by his side!"

Although Zhao Wuji, who was watching from far away, had an even more swollen face, he was looking forward to seeing the two of them fight.

After all, he disliked both of them. One was overbearing and bullied the weak with his seniority, while the other had nearly crippled one of their Shrek students. Neither was a good person.

Even if he was the Clear Sky Douluo, Zhao Wuji's former idol, that did not make it acceptable!

Flender's position was even more obvious. When he learned what had happened to Dai Mubai, he had nearly exploded with rage. If Zhao Wuji had not forcibly held him back out of fear that he would get beaten, he would have already gone to seek justice for his student.

Jiang Qianhai nearly laughed from anger. What kind of Hashirama nonsense is this?

From that tone, he more or less knew who the other man's father was.

The man commonly known as Tang Hao, or Tang Ri-tian, right?

"Why bother saying so much? If you want to fight, then fight!"

Although his pure physical strength was indeed no match for a Title Douluo, his speed was several hundred times that of a Soul Douluo. Even a Title Douluo could not possibly touch him!

"Heh. You get a little strength and immediately become arrogant."

Tang Hao sneered. A huge Silver Hammer Martial Soul appeared, followed by nine Spirit Rings slowly emerging one after another from low to high: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red.

Against ordinary people, the eight perfectly configured Spirit Rings and the final scarlet Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring would create tremendous pressure. But Jiang Qianhai was not particularly impressed by Spirit Rings.

Seeing that the other party had already summoned his Martial Soul, Jiang Qianhai shouted:

"Exploding Step!"

Battle Qi surged, and Jiang Qianhai instantly transformed into a blur before appearing in front of Tang Hao.

"Ridiculous." Tang Hao smiled without concern. "Do you not know that the Clear Sky Hammer is renowned as the number-one Tool Martial Soul under heaven?"

As he spoke, he swung the hammer.

Jiang Qianhai's eyes flashed. The patterns on the Mystic Heavy Ruler lit up with Battle Qi.

"Flame Splitting Wave Ruler!"

Boom!

A powerful shockwave erupted between the two of them. Watching this scene, Flender could not help swallowing.

If I had really been stubborn enough to go seek justice back then, would I have been beaten to death?

Zhao Wuji drew a sharp breath. If Jiang Qianhai had used this level of strength against him during the day, would he not have been finished on the spot?

Thus, his favorable impression of Jiang Qianhai quietly rose from -10 to 10.

This was a good person!

He had spared Old Zhao's dignity. Was that not far better than the Tang Family's big and small frauds?

Those two fakes—one had attacked with the intent to kill and was quite sinister about it, while the old one had used the strength of a Title Douluo to bully a Soul Saint like himself!

This time, he had lost face twice over.

At the center of the battlefield, one man swung a hammer while the other wielded a ruler. They remained locked in a stalemate for an instant, but Jiang Qianhai ultimately suffered from the disadvantage in raw strength and was blasted backward the next moment.

"Upper-level Soul Douluo strength. You're a genius, but that's all."

Jiang Qianhai rose while clutching his chest. A thread of blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he was not disappointed. Instead, he smiled. "You're celebrating too soon!"

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