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To summarize, it read: "I know you were once my father's subordinates, even though you now pledge your loyalty to the Great Martial Soul Hall Eastern Expeditionary Army."

"However, that does not change the fact that I need you. As long as you are willing to defect to me, the benefits will be immense!"

After finishing, Qian Renxue carefully sealed the letter and summoned She Long.

Qian Renxue handed the letter to him: "Deliver this letter to Ghost personally, and ensure that he opens and reads it himself."

She Long stepped forward to take the letter, initially assuming it was just a routine official document.

But when he heard the instructions to deliver it to Ghost personally and have him open it himself, his heart gave a violent jolt.

A personal letter from the Young Mistress?

And written specifically for Ghost?

It's over! This is bad!

Am I about to lose my job?

Seeing his dejected and soul-lost expression, Qian Renxue couldn't help but find it slightly amusing, then shifted her tone to reassure him: "Uncle She, this is just an ordinary letter, you need not overthink it."

She Long finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly bowing to accept the order: "Yes, Young Mistress! This subordinate will go at once!"

Watching She Long's departing back, Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, calculating her next move in her mind.

Ghost and Yue Guan... I hope you two are sensible. If I can truly win you over, I will have established a foundation within the Pope Palace...

Mother, forgive me. For the sake of the Martial Soul Hall, I have no other choice!

Meanwhile.

Notting Academy.

Tang San, who had been unconscious for an entire day, finally stirred awake, feeling as if his head were splitting and his entire body had been dismantled.

In particular, his rear end was radiating waves of indescribable, excruciating pain.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been keeping watch by his side, saw him wake up and immediately lunged toward the bedside in excitement: "San, you're finally awake. You had your teacher worried sick."

Tang San blinked weakly: "Teacher... how long have I been unconscious?"

"You've been out for a whole day!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh of relief, wiping away non-existent tears with his sleeve: "Thank heavens, you've finally woken up..."

"A day? To think I would lose to Li Yuan... Is the Blue Silver Grass truly a trash martial soul?"

Tang San stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

An unprecedented wave of self-doubt surged into his heart.

He had clearly been training diligently every day, and his martial soul's development path had strictly followed his teacher's "Ten Core Competencies" theory.

Why couldn't he even beat Li Yuan, whose soul power was lower than his own?

And to be blasted away by a single punch, suffering such a humiliating defeat?

Seeing Tang San's low spirits and shattered confidence, Yu Xiaogang quickly comforted him: "San, don't be afraid. Your loss to Li Yuan is only temporary; he won't be able to act arrogant for long."

"Under my theoretical guidance, once your Blue Silver Grass reaches the Soul Elder realm, if you choose a Mandala Snake for your third soul ring, the similar soul skill will not only potentially enhance your first soul skill but also grant you a stronger binding-type skill. By then, even if Li Yuan had wings, he wouldn't be able to escape your control!"

Yu Xiaogang spoke with great fervor, attempting to reignite Tang San's confidence.

Just as he was about to continue painting a grand picture, his nose suddenly twitched, and his expression shifted slightly: "Hmm... San, do you smell something foul?"

Tang San's face turned deathly pale in an instant. He had felt something wrong earlier, and now he could clearly sense a surge of warmth erupting from his rear, accompanied by an uncontrollable urge to defecate...

He hurriedly said: "Teacher, could you step out for a moment? I'm tired and would like to rest."

Yu Xiaogang didn't think much of it, assuming Tang San just wanted some peace and quiet, so he nodded: "Alright, alright, you get some rest. Teacher will head out now; call me if you need anything."

After Yu Xiaogang left.

Tang San hurriedly lifted the quilt and his trousers.

Looking down, he saw a patch of foul-smelling, excrement-yellow filth.

Impossible! How could I lose control and defecate in bed?

Just as Tang San was feeling disbelief, his stomach churned violently once more.

"Pfft... Pffft!"

Tang San tried his best to clench his sphincter and close the gate.

But he couldn't control it at all.

He could only let the yellow excrement spray out wildly.

At that exact moment, the female physician who had come to deliver medicine prepared to enter to change his dressings. When she pushed the door open and saw this scene, her jaw nearly hit the floor.

"Ah! Pervert!"

The female physician shrieked and ran away on the spot.

Yu Xiaogang, not far away, heard the commotion and rushed over. When he saw the scene, he was so shocked he couldn't speak, his mind going completely blank.

"San..."

Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled, his face turned a sickly shade of green, and his stomach churned so violently he nearly vomited on the spot.

Tang San was so ashamed he wished he could die, tears swirling in his eyes as he lowered his head in humiliation: "Teacher, I really didn't mean to... I couldn't control it..."

Yu Xiaogang looked at the foul-smelling, yellowish mess covering the bed and the floor, then glanced at the shamed and desperate Tang San.

No!

This was his only hope, the "golden signboard" that would prove his theories!

He could not let him collapse here; he had to seize this opportunity to completely win over Tang San's heart.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang forced a "kind" smile onto his face that looked even worse than crying. Enduring the nausea, he stepped forward, pulled the filthy Tang San into his arms, and said in a voice brimming with fatherly love:

"San, Teacher believes in you! You definitely didn't mean to... do this on the bed. Don't be afraid, Teacher is here!"

Tang San's entire body shuddered. He looked up in disbelief, meeting Yu Xiaogang's sincere gaze, and a warm current surged through his heart.

In this, his most wretched moment, there was actually someone still willing to believe in him...

After all, he was currently in a situation where even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to wash himself clean.

Seeing that his bitter-meat ploy was working, Yu Xiaogang felt a secret joy and struck while the iron was hot.

He pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket and said softly: "San, come, let Teacher... wipe you off."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang held his breath, his hands trembling as he used the tissue to wipe the remaining filth from Tang San's backside.

Tang San was moved beyond words, looking at Yu Xiaogang with teary eyes: "Teacher..."

Little did he know, the very moment he spoke, it was as if the floodgates had been opened.

Anyone who has had diarrhea knows that it comes in waves, without the slightest warning.

"Pfft!"

"Ugh--!"

Yu Xiaogang wanted to retch, but seeing Tang San's dejected expression, he hardened his heart and actually swallowed it on the spot: "Silly child... how could Teacher ever be disgusted by you?"

Otherwise, he truly couldn't keep up this act.

Seeing that his teacher could go to such lengths for his sake, Tang San was instantly moved to tears, choking out: "Teacher, you are so kind! A teacher for a day is a father for life; I will definitely work hard to cultivate, break through to Soul Elder as soon as possible, and prove that your theories are correct."

Hearing this heartfelt vow from Tang San, Yu Xiaogang finally revealed a gratified smile: "Good child! I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

It was just that the smile looked exceptionally nauseating.

But Yu Xiaogang felt it was all worth it.

After all, this was the second time Tang San had brought up the phrase "a teacher for a day is a father for life."

It seemed Tang San truly regarded him as a father; he shouldn't have to worry about his later years...

At the thought of this, Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled with excitement: "Come, San, let Teacher wipe you clean."

Chapter 47 Yu Xiaogang: I Am Doing This For Your Own Good

[Loves Eating Carrots: You guys, what do you think is up with Group Leader Brother today? It's almost noon, why hasn't he shown his face yet? (Confused face)]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Carrots, I've noticed that you call him Group Leader Brother all day long. You wouldn't happen to have any improper thoughts about the Group Leader, would you? (Cunning smirk)]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: Indeed, I think so too.]

[Big Cat in the Night: ??? (Seemingly indifferent, but actually paying close attention)]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Does that even need asking? Based on my experience with Xiaogang, it definitely is!]

[Loves Eating Carrots: Bibi Dong, what kind of nonsense are you spouting? I don't like the Group Leader at all...]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Do you think I'd believe that?]

[Loves Eating Carrots: Believe it or not, that's your business!]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Then that means you don't dare, right? You're too embarrassed to admit you like someone, tsk. (Continuing the provocation)]

Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong's lips curled slightly, revealing a cunning arc.

"That'll teach you all to mock this Seat last time!"

"Hahahaha, the tables have turned now, haven't they!"

"Little brats, you're still too green to fight with me!"

She could already imagine Xiao Wu stomping her feet in a frenzy of frustration.

[Loves Eating Carrots: I... wait, why should I tell a bad woman like you? Hmph, anyway, I don't like the Group Leader.]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: Not daring means not daring. It's fine, this Seat won't look down on you.]

Notting Academy.

Xiao Wu's fair, delicate cheeks flushed with shame and anger. She waved her small fists at the air and cursed under her breath: "Detestable bad woman! Old woman! Stupid woman!"