The Sect's Seal and the Daoist's Final Test

Xiao Wu looked at Tang Qinghe and said, "Wang Yao, go and tell him the rules of the Seven Tongues..."

"Got it, Sister Xiao Wu!"

As the words fell, a slightly older youth with a sturdy, tiger-like build approached Tang Qinghe like a patch sewn onto him, walking over with a condescending sneer: "Newcomer, huh?"

Tang Qinghe knew Wang Yao had already become Xiao Wu's little follower, here to cause trouble for him, and was itching for a fight. He raised a hand, grabbed the youth by the collar—the boy was a full head taller than him—and lifted him up: "What's the matter? Got a problem?"

After cultivating the Heaven's Net Technique, mastering the proper circulation of qi, lifting Wang Yao was like picking up a half-grown kid—no effort at all.

"Ah, ah, let go..."

Wang Yao's face was full of terror, and after Tang Qinghe set him down, he scrambled back to his own bed without looking back, casting a pleading glance at Xiao Wu.

The other children were also intimidated by Tang Qinghe's fierce aura.

None of them dared to make a peep.

But soon, the tense atmosphere was broken.

Under the other children's watchful eyes, Xiao Wu stood up and walked over to Tang Qinghe, saying, "Hey, newcomer, I'm Xiao Wu—dance as in dancing, martial rabbit, the lovable little white bunny. What's your name and martial soul?"

"Tang Qinghe, martial soul Battle Tiger." Tang Qinghe glanced at the bed where Xiao Wu had been sitting, now already merged with Han San's, and said flatly.

At this moment, he had no intention of messing with Xiao Wu, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

He was afraid that if he messed with her, the old rabbit behind her would come after him the very next day.

Not to mention that he had no interest in this old rabbit.

All he had was affection, affection, and more affection. Twisted, rotten, damn twisted.

To Tang Qinghe, Xiao Wu was already a done deal.

"Battle Tiger? That's the same martial soul as Wang Yao!" Xiao Wu looked at Tang Qinghe with some surprise, sizing him up, then smiled slyly: "Alright, from now on I'll call you Little Tang. I'm the boss of the Seven Tongues. Starting today, you're my little follower. From now on, just like Wang Yao and the others, you call me Sister Xiao Wu."

The others showed no surprise, since the Battle Tiger martial soul was just the most common tiger-type martial soul, very ordinary in the Spirit Body Rank.

"Got it, Running Rabbit," Tang Qinghe said with a straight face.

"Running Rabbit?" Xiao Wu froze, then immediately got angry: "What did you say?"

[Xiao Wu Resentment +888]

[Xiao Wu Affection -29]

Tang Qinghe curled his lips and added fuel to the fire: "Did I say something wrong? Young as you are, that's fine, but sharing a bed with a man—if that's not a running rabbit, what is?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the bed where Xiao Wu and Han San had already merged.

"Say that again!" Xiao Wu clenched her fists, trembling with rage.

Tang Qinghe shot back: "Young as you are, and already so shameless, you're nothing but a flirtatious woman, a real... I think you're a shore-leave girl."

Xiao Wu seemed to have hit a nerve, her whole demeanor suddenly turning furious.

"Ah! Tang Qinghe, you bastard, I'll kill you!"

The words had barely landed when her right leg bent at the knee, her knee shooting out instantly, aiming straight for Tang Qinghe's chin. The speed was astonishing.

Wang Yao and the other laborers instinctively widened their eyes, as if they could already see Tang Qinghe being beaten by Xiao Wu until he was flat on his back.

But the next moment, something completely unexpected happened.

Just as Xiao Wu's knee was about to hit Tang Qinghe's chin, he suddenly raised his right hand, catching Xiao Wu's knee, his expression calm as he said, "Speed's enough, but the strength's lacking."

"Then I'll use more force!" Xiao Wu kept her kicking posture, but the knee Tang Qinghe held suddenly slipped, hooking toward his neck, while her other leg leveraged the momentum to kick at Tang Qinghe's chest.

If this kick landed, even a full-grown Spirit Master would be sent flying.

But this time, in Tang Qinghe's eyes, which had already mastered the Heaven's Net Technique and could see through the water's flow, it was full of holes.

Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's opening, he sidestepped and kicked her right in the butt.

That kick was heavy.

"Ouch..."

With a cry of pain, Xiao Wu flew across several bed frames, kicked out several zhang away, and finally landed on a bed, her body unable to stop rolling to the other side, ending up in a dog-eating-shit pose.

Luckily, Xiao Wu's body was flexible enough; otherwise, anyone else would have broken bones from the fall.

Even so, Xiao Wu was dazed from the tumble, cursing as she got up several times before barely managing to climb to her feet.

Just then, Han San, who had just finished learning the "Mysterious Jade Hand" from Jade Little Sister, returned to the Seven Tongues and happened to see this scene. While marveling at Tang Qinghe's strength, his heart also sank.

"Brother Tang, you're amazing! Even Sister Xiao Wu is no match for you."

"Brother Tang, from today on, you're our new boss of the Seven Tongues!"

But Wang Yao and the others didn't care about that; seeing Tang Qinghe beat Xiao Wu, they immediately switched sides, calling him "Brother Tang" in unison, their voices full of enthusiasm.

"You... you all..." Xiao Wu saw this and was so angry she could burst.

But at that moment, her butt hurt so badly she couldn't even move, and the slightest attempt to stand sent a heart-wrenching pain through her rear.

This only made her hate Tang Qinghe even more.

[Xiao Wu Resentment +888]

[Xiao Wu Resentment +1888]

[Xiao Wu Resentment +2888]

[Xiao Wu Resentment +3888]

[Xiao Wu Resentment +4888]

[Xiao Wu Affection -60. Current Affection -30.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, villain character Xiao Wu's affection has decreased to -30. You have earned three lottery chances.]

Looking at Xiao Wu's continuously rising resentment value, as well as the three lottery chances provided, Tang Qinghe's heart was simply blooming with joy. But the real good stuff was yet to come—what was there to be afraid of?

At that moment, Han San spoke up. He walked in front of Tang Qinghe, frowning as he said, "Tang Qinghe, Xiao Wu is just a girl. Your refusal to show mercy is going too far."

"What? Just because she's a girl, she gets special treatment? If I had been the one kicked, I'm afraid I'd be even more miserable than her. When that time comes, would you stand up and accuse Xiao Wu? Ridiculous. She can hit me, but I can't fight back? If I fight back, I'm in the wrong? Han San, which side are you on, anyway? I, at least, count as someone from the same hometown. I was an old friend of Village Chief Foolish Master from the Soul Calamity Village. I've always looked after your family, sending you rice and flour from time to time. If it weren't for Village Chief Foolish Master, you'd have starved to death long ago... Before he left, Village Chief Foolish Master told us to help each other. But now you're siding with that little wretch? You're truly disappointing. Could it be that you, Han San, are someone who repays kindness with enmity?"

Tang Qinghe's opening move was a moral high ground.