[Child Without Parents: What do you think I should do first?]
[Li Yuan: Simple. Start with the two generals at your mother's side. Gui Mei and Yue Guan were loyal subordinates of your late father. Try contacting them and see if you can win them over.]
[Child Without Parents: ?? Do you have any manners? What did my dad ever do to you?]
[Li Yuan: Nothing to me, but he had Bibi Dong in a secret chamber! Even I never got to experience Bibi Dong brand-new. Don't I have the right to curse him?]
[Li Yuan: A perfectly brand-new Bibi Dong became ninety percent new, with minor flaws... Tell me, shouldn't I curse him?]
"You bastard!!! Li Yuan, I curse your Early-Morning Class!"
Qian Renxue slammed Brick onto the floor, so furious that she clenched her pearly teeth.
Li Yuan really was up to no good!
He claimed he was helping her devise a plan, but all the while he was still lusting after her mother, Bibi Dong!
Why was there always some bastard trying to become her father?
Was her mother really that irresistible?!
Every last one of them had his eye on her!
"Hmph, Li Yuan. Don't think helping me make plans gives you the right to lust after my mother. Once I become a god, I'll settle the score with you!"
"Don't you like secret chambers? When the time comes, I'll find ten beautiful dancers just for you and lock you in a secret chamber with them every day. Let's see if you still dare covet my mom!"
After viciously "cursing" him, Qian Renxue finally managed to suppress her agitation. Once she had calmed down, she considered Li Yuan's suggestion.
Contact her father's loyal subordinates, Yue Guan and Gui Mei?
But she had barely interacted with either of them. She had not contacted them of her own accord in over a decade. Would reaching out now even work?
Hadn't Bibi Dong already molded Gui Mei and Yue Guan completely to her liking?
Gui Mei and Yue Guan: No, please don't misunderstand! We may be in East Camp, but our hearts belong to you! We're Qian Family men in life and Qian Family ghosts in death!
"Forget it. I'll give it a try. Even if it fails, I won't lose anything."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and made her decision.
She took out pen and paper and wrote a letter to be delivered to Gui Mei and Yue Guan.
Its contents were simple.
In short: "I know you were once my father's subordinates, and that you are loyal to the Greater Spirit Hall Eastern Allied Army."
"But that doesn't change the fact that I need you. If you're willing to join me, the rewards will be plentiful!"
After writing the letter, Qian Renxue sealed it carefully and summoned She Long.
Qian Renxue handed him the letter. "Deliver this to Gui Mei personally. Make sure he opens and reads it himself."
She Long stepped forward and accepted it, assuming it was an ordinary letter about official business.
But when he heard that he had to deliver it directly to Gui Mei and ensure Gui Mei opened it himself, his heart lurched.
A letter handwritten by the Young Master?
Addressed specifically to Gui Mei?
It's over! This is bad!
Am I about to lose my job?
Seeing how distraught he looked, Qian Renxue found it a little amusing. She changed her tone and reassured him, "Uncle She, it's just an ordinary message. Don't read too much into it."
Only then did She Long breathe a sigh of relief. He bowed and accepted the order. "Yes, Young Master! I'll see to it at once!"
Watching She Long leave, Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes and planned her next step.
"Gui Mei and Yue Guan... I hope you know which way the wind is blowing. If I can win you over, I'll have a foothold inside the Pope Palace..."
"Mom, I'm sorry. For the sake of the Spirit Hall, I have no choice!"
Meanwhile.
At Notting Academy.
Tang San finally woke after a full day unconscious. His head felt as though it would split open, and his whole body felt as if it had fallen apart.
The opening in his backside hurt worst of all, sending waves of indescribable pain through him.
Yu Xiaogang, who had kept watch beside him, rushed excitedly to the bed when he saw him wake. "Xiao San, you're finally awake! Your teacher was worried sick."
Tang San blinked weakly. "Teacher... how long was I unconscious?"
"A whole day!"
Yu Xiaogang let out a long breath and wiped nonexistent tears from his eyes with his sleeve. "Thank heavens you finally woke up..."
"A day? I actually lost to Li Yuan... Could Blue Silver Grass really be a Trash Martial Soul?"
Tang San stared at the ceiling and muttered to himself.
Self-doubt unlike anything he had felt before surged through him.
He trained hard every day, and his Martial Soul's development followed his teacher's theory of the "Ten Core Competencies" to the letter.
So why couldn't he beat Li Yuan, whose Soul Power was lower than his?
How had a single punch sent him flying and defeated him in such a humiliating way?
Seeing Tang San's spirits sink and his confidence falter, Yu Xiaogang hurried to reassure him. "Xiao San, don't be afraid. Losing to Li Yuan now is only temporary. He won't be so arrogant for long."
"With Blue Silver Grass developing under my theory, all you have to do is reach Soul Elder and choose another Mandala Snake for your third Soul Ring. A Soul Skill of the same type might not only strengthen your first Soul Skill, but also give you an even stronger binding Soul Skill. Then Li Yuan won't escape your control even if he sprouts wings!"
Yu Xiaogang spoke so fervently that spittle flew from his mouth, trying to rekindle Tang San's confidence.
Just as he was about to make more grand promises, his nose twitched twice. His expression shifted. "Hmm... Xiao San, do you smell something foul?"
Tang San's face went deathly pale. He had already sensed something was wrong, and now he clearly felt warmth seeping from his backside, along with an urge to relieve himself that he could not suppress...
He said hurriedly, "Teacher, could you step outside? I'm tired and want to rest."
Yu Xiaogang thought nothing of it, assuming Tang San wanted some time alone. He nodded at once. "Of course. Get some rest. I'll step outside. Call me if you need anything."
Once Yu Xiaogang had left.
Tang San quickly pulled back the covers and his trousers.
He looked down. Sure enough, there was a foul-smelling patch of shit-yellow.
"Impossible! How could I lose control and shit in bed?"
While Tang San was still struggling to believe it, another storm churned through his stomach.
"Pfft... pfft!"
Tang San tried to contract his sphincter and shut the floodgates.
But the stick from yesterday had gone in far too deep and badly damaged his anal sphincter.
He could not control it at all.
He could only let the shit-yellow waste spray everywhere.
Just then, the female doctor arrived with medicine to change Tang San's dressing. She pushed open the door and saw the scene. Her jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Ah! Pervert!"
The doctor screamed and fled.
Hearing the commotion, Yu Xiaogang hurried back. The sight left him so stunned he could barely speak. His mind went blank.
"Xiao San..."
Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled, his face turned green, and his stomach heaved. He nearly vomited on the spot.
Tang San was so ashamed he wanted to die. Tears welled in his eyes as he lowered his head miserably. "Teacher, I really didn't mean to... I couldn't control it..."
Yu Xiaogang looked at the foul-smelling, shit-yellow mess covering the bed and floor, then at Tang San, who was drowning in shame and despair.
No!
Tang San was Yu Xiaogang's only hope, the "golden signboard" that would prove his theory!
He could not let the boy fall apart here. He had to use this chance to win Tang San's heart completely.
With that thought, Yu Xiaogang forced a "kindly" smile uglier than a grimace. Holding back his nausea, he stepped forward and pulled the filthy Tang San into his arms. In a voice full of fatherly love, he said:
"Xiao San, I believe you! You'd never do something like this in bed on purpose. Don't be afraid. Your teacher is here!"
Tang San shuddered. He looked up in disbelief at Yu Xiaogang's sincere eyes, and warmth surged through his heart.
At his most wretched moment, someone still believed in him...
After all, he was like a man with yellow mud down his pants. Even jumping into the Yellow River could not wash him clean.
Seeing that his display of devotion had worked, Yu Xiaogang secretly rejoiced and pressed his advantage.
He took a packet of tissues from his pocket and said gently, "Come, Xiao San. Let your teacher... wipe you clean."
Holding his breath, Yu Xiaogang reached out with a trembling hand and used a tissue to wipe the filth from Tang San's backside.
Tang San was moved beyond words. He gazed at Yu Xiaogang through tears. "Teacher..."
Little did he know that the instant he spoke, it was as though he had opened the floodgates.
Anyone who had ever had diarrhea knew it came in waves, without the slightest warning.
Pfft!
A blast of foul-smelling, shit-yellow waste splattered across Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Urgh—!"
Yu Xiaogang wanted to vomit, but then he saw the disappointment in Tang San's eyes. Steeling himself, he swallowed it right there. "Silly child... how could your teacher ever be disgusted by you?"
Luckily, Tang San's stool was runny and did not get stuck in his throat!
Otherwise, Yu Xiaogang truly could not have kept up the act.
Seeing how far his teacher had gone for him, Tang San was moved to tears. He choked out, "Teacher, you're so good to me! A teacher for a day is a father for life. I'll train hard, reach Soul Elder as soon as I can, and prove your theory right!"
Hearing Tang San's heartfelt vow, Yu Xiaogang finally smiled with relief. "Good child! I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"
But with shit-yellow filth all over his face and traces of yellow still visible between his teeth, that smile was especially revolting.
Yu Xiaogang thought it was all worth it.
After all, this was the second time Tang San had said that a teacher for a day was a father for life.
It seemed Tang San truly regarded him as a father. He would not have to worry about the rest of his life...
At the thought, Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled with excitement. "Come, Xiao San. Let your teacher clean you up!"
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