Father and Son Meet, Tang San Brutally Beats His Foster Father

Early in the morning, while everyone else was still resting, Ye Lin had already left her room to begin her training; a crucial aspect of martial soul cultivation was physical strength.

The muscle definition on her body was inseparable from the training she had undergone over the past few years.

She wore very little on her upper body, just a crop top, and it was the very one with eight holes torn into the back.

The Eight God Wings were released from her back with a swoosh.

With her four pairs of wings flapping gently, Ye Lin's body slowly hovered a meter above the ground.

"Judging by the rate of soul power consumption, I can maintain flight for a maximum of three hours."

Ye Lin was quite satisfied with this; for other soul masters capable of flight, let alone three hours, even managing thirty minutes would be extremely difficult.

With a powerful flap of her wings, she flew toward the distance at high speed, turning into a speck of light, before quickly flying back a minute later.

"The speed is also quite good."

"As expected of something produced by the system, it must be a premium product!"

Controlling flight was much easier, but to make the Eight God Wings as fluid and effortless as an extension of her own arms would still require a great deal of practice.

Just as she returned to the dormitory, she suddenly spotted a figure sitting quietly atop Tang San's dormitory.

"Is that Yu Xiaogang?"

Ye Lin muttered to herself.

"I remember now. In the original plot, Yu Xiaogang left after everyone headed to the Star Dou Forest. Is he looking for Tang San now?"

She knew that Yu Xiaogang would go to Shrek Academy to teach, but she had no idea that he had finally secured the opportunity to teach Tang San again after a long argument with Flender yesterday.

"Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I completed a plot point involving Yu Xiaogang."

"Grandmaster, do you have any idea how much I've missed you?"

[Yu Xiaogang sat on the roof...]

"Modify one character: change 'sat' to 'fell'!"

[Yu Xiaogang fell onto the roof...]

Yu Xiaogang had been sitting perfectly fine on the roof when suddenly, his body uncontrollably lurched forward, causing him to dive headfirst onto the roof and tumble right off the edge.

Inside Tang San and Oscar's dormitory, Tang San habitually opened the door, preparing to climb onto the roof to practice the Purple Demon Eye and inhale the Purple Qi from the East brought by the morning sun.

He had just stepped out and hadn't even had a chance to turn around, When a body slammed onto him with a thud.

[Ding, plot modification successful. Yu Xiaogang fell from the roof; Tang San was crushed by the falling Yu Xiaogang just as he stepped out.

Daily mission to modify Yu Xiaogang's plot completed. Daily mission to modify Tang San's plot completed.

Congratulations, the dormitory has completed two daily missions at once. Reward: 100 points.]

Tang San, pinned underneath and nearly flattened into a pancake, felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Who's ambushing me!"

He shouted, using all his strength to flip the Yu Xiaogang pinning his back off of him.

His right hand instantly unleashed the first soul skill of his Blue Silver Grass, binding Yu Xiaogang tightly.

At the same time, his second soul skill, Parasite, activated, wrapping around Yu Xiaogang once more as the thorns on the Blue Silver Grass vines pierced into Yu Xiaogang's body with a soft pop.

The neurotoxin took effect, inducing paralysis.

Yu Xiaogang had already been dazed and confused from the fall, and when the neurotoxin was injected and the paralysis set in, he became even more muddled.

"You despicable bastard, how dare you ambush me!"

"Only I, a disciple of the Tang Sect, ambush others! There is no such thing as someone ambushing me!"

Tang San controlled the Blue Silver Grass vines to tighten continuously.

"Speak! Who sent you to ambush me!"

Yu Xiaogang stammered, completely unable to get a word out.

"Ugh..."

His strength was weak to begin with; despite having level 29 soul power, he lacked the true capabilities of a Soul Grand Master.

In this situation, he couldn't even make a sound; had he been able to utter even a single word, Tang San might have grown suspicious.

"Not talking?"

"Hoo!"

Tang San let out a long breath.

The resentment he had endured for so long finally had a chance to be vented.

He had been the one suffering all this time, and now, it was finally his turn to make someone else suffer!

He had waited for this day for far too long!

"Since you won't talk, don't blame me for what happens next!"

Tang San sprinted forward and smashed a fist directly toward the head of Yu Xiaogang.

"Bang!"

With that single punch, Yu Xiaogang collapsed straight onto the ground.

He held nothing back, throwing punch after punch, and even went so far as to pull out his blacksmithing hammer mid-assault, clanging it down repeatedly.

Ye Lin watched this scene from mid-air and swallowed hard.

Tang San was truly a ruthless man!

He showed absolutely no mercy when beating his own foster father.

Tang San among men, Clear Sky among hammers, With an iron hammer in hand, he specializes in smashing his foster father.

He was truly worthy of the man who had once embodied the Marquis of Wen, Lu Bu.

That hammer blow after hammer blow was truly chilling to witness.

Anyone else would have been knocked back to their senses by Tang San, but unfortunately, this person was Yu Xiaogang, who only grew dizzier and dizzier from the blows until he finally passed out cold.

Even in his excitement, Tang San did not forget to practice his Purple Demon Eye. He climbed onto the roof, and after finishing his cultivation, he leaped heavily from the air toward the bound Yu Xiaogang.

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

The unconscious Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood; he was not far from death. If Tang San were to summon his Clear Sky Hammer and deliver one heavy blow, Yu Xiaogang would definitely not live to see tonight's moon.

Tang San stepped back and forth repeatedly on Yu Xiaogang's body, his blood soaking through the Blue Silver Grass vines on his chest.

He stepped off Yu Xiaogang's body.

"Hmph, you dare to ambush this young master?"

Tang San let out a cold snort and used his martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, to control the vines and unbind them from Yu Xiaogang.

"Let me see exactly who it is that dared to ambush me!"

"If I were to hand you over to Dean Flender, he would probably shower me with praise."

These were words he usually only dared to mutter silently in his heart, but now, with no one else around, he spoke them without any restraint.

The Blue Silver Grass vines loosened bit by bit, and Yu Xiaogang's body was gradually revealed.

"Only one arm?"

"A one-armed man dares to ambush me?"

"A one-armed man!"

Connecting this to the fact that his foster father, Yu Xiaogang, had said he would come to Shrek Academy to find him later, A sudden, ominous premonition rose in Tang San's heart.

"It can't be!"

"No way, no way!"

"Absolutely not!"

He kept trying to delude himself, and as if to confirm his own words, he gave Yu Xiaogang another kick.

But when all the Blue Silver Grass vines were undone, and he finally saw the true face of the person he had bound, He was stunned.

The clothing on Yu Xiaogang's body was riddled with holes from the thorns on the Blue Silver Grass, turning what had originally been a fairly clean robe into the rags of a vagrant.

The clothes on his chest were stained red by the blood gushing from his mouth, his face was covered in black and blue bruises, and there were two or three large lumps raised on his head.

There wasn't a single intact spot on his entire body.

"Foster father!"