After leaving the teaching building.
Tang San carried their school uniforms and toiletries as he walked toward Dorm Seven, still full of admiration.
"Big Brother, how did you know the academy could help us hunt Soul Rings?"
Tang Yin gave a soft laugh, looking as calm and unruffled as ever, then said meaningfully,
"Little San!"
"Didn't Big Brother tell you before?"
"Reading more never does any harm!"
Tang San could only smile helplessly.
He wanted to read more, too, but he was very interested in martial arts manuals and books on Hidden Weapons.
As for other books, he always found them inexplicably dull and simply couldn't get through them!
Still, it was no matter!
As Tang San saw it,
as long as Big Brother was clever enough, that was all that mattered. After all, Big Brother had inherited the Mysterious Jade Hand and Purple Demon Eye Martial Souls.
Big Brother was the true orthodox heir of the Tang Sect, a direct descendant in every sense!
In the future, all he had to do was assist Big Brother in establishing the Tang Sect,
and let the Tang Sect forge a glorious legacy in this world!
Then, if he, Tang San, could follow Big Brother and become an orthodox heir and direct descendant of the Tang Sect, he would be content!
At the thought of that beautiful future, Tang San nearly swooned.
Soon, Tang San followed Tang Yin to Dorm Seven on the third floor of the dormitory building.
When they reached the entrance,
they saw that Dorm Seven was in an uproar.
The spacious room, nearly three hundred square meters in all, held fifty beds.
However, only eleven had bedding.
At that moment, seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve were gathered together, playing and roughhousing.
When Tang Yin brought Tang San to the entrance,
Wang Sheng and the other work-study students in Dorm Seven soon noticed them.
Their eyes lingered especially on Tang Yin, and they stared for quite a while.
Although Tang Yin wore clothes covered in patches, his blue-silver hair and eyes inherited from his mother, Ah Yin, his jade-white skin, and his handsome, extraordinary features made him stand out all the same.
If not for those clothes, Wang Sheng and the others might have thought a noble student had arrived!
"Are you new work-study students?"
Wang Sheng stepped forward and asked Tang Yin and Tang San.
"Yes."
Tang Yin nodded.
"What are your names, and what are your Martial Souls?"
Wang Sheng continued.
Tang San answered,
"My name is Tang San. This is my older brother, Tang Yin. Our Martial Souls are Blue Silver Grass and White Jade Hand."
"Blue Silver Grass? White Jade Hand?"
Wang Sheng and the other work-study students exchanged puzzled, confused glances.
"I know Blue Silver Grass. It's a typical Trash Martial Soul."
"But what kind of Martial Soul is White Jade Hand?"
"It's a pair of hands."
Knowing that Wang Sheng and the others were only asking questions to pick a fight, Tang Yin paid them little mind. He carried his things over to a bed by the window and placed his school uniform and toiletries on the table beside it.
Only Tang San remained, still answering them politely.
"A pair of hands? What kind of Martial Soul is that? It's neither a tool-type Martial Soul nor a Beast Martial Soul. It can't be used as a weapon or possessed. Could it be another Trash Martial Soul?"
Since he was looking for an excuse to spar, Wang Sheng immediately pretended to be amused and burst out laughing.
The other children joined in.
After putting his things away, Tang Yin heard their laughter and let a playful smile curl his lips.
Heh. You dared to say my Mysterious Jade Hand was no good?
You're done for!
Sure enough!
After Yu Xiaogang had slandered the Mysterious Jade Hand Martial Soul, and Director Su and the other teachers had criticized it as well,
Tang San had already been seething with anger.
Now he heard Wang Sheng and the others daring to insult his big brother and profane the supreme Martial Soul of the Tang Sect Secret Arts in his heart.
Tang San could no longer hold back.
In the next instant, Tang San appeared before Wang Sheng like a ghost and punched him squarely in the face.
"How dare you insult my big brother and profane his Martial Soul!"
"You've already brought death upon yourselves!"
Tang San's punch sent Wang Sheng flying into the bed behind him. He cried out in pain, baring his teeth as he writhed.
"Boss!"
The work-study students hurried over to Wang Sheng.
"Kid, you sneak-attacked me!"
Rubbing his face as he got back to his feet, Wang Sheng shouted and swung a punch at Tang San.
Unfortunately, against Tang San, who possessed Innate Full Soul Power and was well versed in the Tang Sect Secret Arts,
Wang Sheng was knocked flat after just a few moves.
The other work-study students had never expected their boss, Wang Sheng, to be no match for Tang San at all. They were stunned.
"Tang San, your Martial Soul really is Blue Silver Grass?"
Wang Sheng's face was swollen and red. Now thoroughly beaten, he asked with a bitter smile, unable to believe it.
"My Martial Soul is indeed Blue Silver Grass, but my big brother and I both have Innate Full Soul Power!"
Tang San replied calmly. Carrying his school uniform and toiletries, he walked over to Tang Yin and chose a bed beside him.
"What! Innate Full Soul Power?!"
Wang Sheng and the other work-study students were dumbfounded. They all sucked in a sharp breath.
After that, Wang Sheng stated his purpose: he wanted Tang San to become the boss of Dorm Seven.
"No! I won't be the boss!"
Tang San refused firmly.
"I, Tang San, have a big brother!"
"If anyone's going to be the boss, it should be Big Brother!"
Since they had heard that Tang Yin also had Innate Full Soul Power,
Wang Sheng and the other work-study students readily agreed.
Tang Yin hadn't expected that sitting back and watching would make him the boss!
Seeing how Tang San now insisted on giving him every good thing,
Tang Yin couldn't help feeling rather helpless.
"Ah! Little San! Little San!"
"You've really made things difficult for your big brother!"
He knew that whether or not he became the work-study students' boss, he would eventually have to face Xiao Chenyu and the other noble students.
Besides, Xiao Chenyu had a good eye for things and would send people to help the work-study students clean the academy.
There could be benefits to it in the future, too.
After thinking it over, Tang Yin didn't refuse.
"Since you all think so highly of me, I'll take the position!"
"Is this Dorm Seven?"
Just then, a soft, sweet voice came from the doorway.
Tang Yin turned to look.
A little girl stood at the entrance in a pink dress. She had fair, tender skin, glossy black hair tied into a scorpion braid, and a pretty, adorable face. Her big, watery eyes were full of curiosity as she asked,
Xiao Wu's here!
Tang Yin recognized her at a glance.
Beside him, Wang Sheng, Tang San, and the other work-study students all gaped at the adorable Xiao Wu.
"She's... so cute!"
Wang Sheng suddenly seemed to remember something. He moved closer to Tang Yin and whispered,
"Boss Tang Yin, Dorm Seven has a rule. The boss has to spar with every newcomer!"
"Boss, it's your turn!"
Tang Yin was at a loss for words.
What kind of stupid rule was that?
Now that I'm the boss, what rule can possibly tell me what to do?
The boss can't make the rules?
Then what's the point of being the boss!
As a transmigrator, he knew what was going to happen in the future.
And as his big brother, Tang San had already given him plenty: teaching him the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Tang Sect Secret Arts, giving him the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, and even handing him the position of Dorm Seven's boss.
As a good big brother, Tang Yin felt too embarrassed to compete with his little brother for a girl.
So Tang Yin turned toward Tang San and whispered,
"Little San, as the saying goes: brothers are one!"
"Go spar with this girl for me!"
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