Tang San Felt Deeply Wronged

There was an unprecedented bewilderment in Tang San's voice.

He had never imagined that his Twin Martial Souls, once his greatest pride, would one day face the predicament of having no Soul Rings to attach.

Seeing the panic in Tang San's eyes, Yu Xiaogang felt a sharp pain in his heart.

This was the disciple he had just taken in, the heir he had intended to nurture with all his heart.

Yet before he could seriously begin training him, the Soul Beasts had gone extinct.

He wanted to pull himself together.

But whenever he thought about how the Soul Beasts were gone, and how he did not even know how to train Tang San anymore, the little fighting spirit he had managed to gather immediately vanished.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang still failed to pull himself together.

Tang San could only worry helplessly.

And after Spirit Hall's announcement spread, the atmosphere at Nuoding Academy completely changed.

The sounds of play and cultivation that had once been everywhere dwindled by more than half, replaced by confusion and anxiety that permeated the entire campus.

All the students were trapped in fear over the future. They did not know whether they would be able to find Soul Beasts again, and if they could not, with Soul Beasts gone and no Soul Rings to obtain, where would the path of a Soul Master lead from here?

Amid this oppressive atmosphere, the most unusual person was Xiao Wu.

Ever since she had returned from the Star Dou Great Forest in a daze, she had completely changed.

The lively, energetic girl who loved to talk, laugh, and bounce around had fallen utterly silent.

She no longer played around with the other students in the dormitory, nor did she skip about anymore.

She spent every day listless, her bright, lively eyes always shrouded in an unyielding mist. The depths of her gaze were filled with lingering desolation and sorrow.

The little rabbit who had once been so vibrant seemed to have had every trace of life drained from her.

The only person who could barely lift her spirits was Su Mo.

After finishing her studies each day, she would quietly move close to Su Mo and silently watch him cultivate. She did not make a sound or cause trouble, merely staying there quietly.

Even without saying a word, as long as she could remain by Su Mo's side, the overwhelming loneliness and despair in her heart could be eased ever so slightly.

Su Mo understood this perfectly well.

He knew Xiao Wu had not become like this because she was sulking or acting childish. She had truly lost all her family, all her kind.

Across the vast Douluo Continent, hundreds of millions of Soul Beasts had been wiped out. Perhaps she was the only transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast left alive in this world.

The mountains and rivers remained, and all things still existed, but her entire world had become completely empty.

Yet to Tang San, this sight was especially glaring.

He did not know what had happened. Xiao Wu had suddenly begun ignoring him again, and she was listless all day long.

He did not know why, but he simply cared about Xiao Wu deeply.

"Su Mo!"

One day in the dormitory, Tang San suddenly confronted Su Mo.

Tang San's gaze locked tightly onto Su Mo. Tense Soul Power faintly spilled from his body, and his tone carried undisguised questioning and anger.

"Xiao Wu has been unhappy these past few days. Did you do something to her?"

In his eyes, the root of everything lay with Su Mo.

Xiao Wu was pure and kind, with a simple mind. She had to be feeling down every day because of Su Mo, too afraid to speak out.

He had asked Xiao Wu, and she said it was not the case. She had even told him not to disturb Su Mo.

But he simply could not stand by and watch. How could it not be because of Su Mo?

It was after Su Mo had sought Xiao Wu out alone that she had begun to change.

"What could I have done?"

"Tang San, don't falsely accuse me. Xiao Wu being unhappy is her own matter."

Su Mo had not expected Tang San to come question him, and replied rather speechlessly.

"Who else could it be if not you? After you first went looking for Xiao Wu, she started acting strange!" Tang San continued.

Then Tang San turned to Xiao Wu and said sincerely, "Xiao Wu, what exactly happened? Tell me. I can definitely help you!"

"Tang San!"

"I already told you not to disturb Su Mo!"

"My affairs have nothing whatsoever to do with Su Mo!"

Xiao Wu angrily stepped forward, but her anger was directed at Tang San.

To Xiao Wu as she was now, the only person she truly accepted was Su Mo.

Because Su Mo was the only human who knew her true identity and had not intended to harm her.

And Tang San actually thought she was unhappy because of Su Mo.

It was simply absurd and laughable.

The sorrow, grievance, and loneliness that had accumulated for days now surged into her heart, mixed with a powerful wave of irritation.

Xiao Wu stepped forward and stood before Su Mo. Raising her eyes to Tang San, she spoke in a cold, distant voice with an unprecedented chill.

"Tang San, stop being so full of yourself."

That simple sentence instantly froze the fury in Tang San's chest.

He suddenly stiffened, staring blankly at Xiao Wu's cold eyes. For a moment, he could not even react.

Xiao Wu did not pause. She continued, every word clear, directly exposing Tang San's self-righteousness. Her tone was filled with obvious annoyance.

"My becoming like this has nothing to do with Su Mo."

"My bad mood is my own business. From beginning to end, it has had nothing to do with you."

"You do not need to pretend to be a good person and stand up for me, nor do you need to blindly suspect others."

Xiao Wu's voice was not loud, but it carried utter coldness and distance.

Tang San was completely stunned.

He stood frozen in place, his pupils shrinking slightly, his face full of disbelief.

He had never imagined that after kindly standing up for Xiao Wu and protecting her, he would receive not gratitude, but Xiao Wu's cold rebuke and her defense of Su Mo.

"Xiao Wu... wh-what did you say?" Tang San's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice filled with confusion and hurt. "I was helping you... He clearly..."

"Enough." Xiao Wu cut him off directly, impatience filling her features. "Tang San, you are really meddling too much."

"My affairs are none of your concern. What happens between Su Mo and me is even less for you to comment on."

Those words, "meddling too much," were like an invisible slap, viciously striking Tang San across the face.

They instantly shattered the protection he had so self-righteously believed in.

He stared fixedly at Xiao Wu, who stood before Su Mo with unwavering resolve and wholehearted protectiveness toward him. A powerful bitterness, disappointment, and grievance grew in Tang San's heart.

These past few days, he had truly treated Xiao Wu like family, like a younger sister.

So when Xiao Wu had been curious about the cultivation methods he practiced, he had told her directly.

Other than those things from the Tang Sect that could not be passed on, he had told Xiao Wu everything she wanted to know.

He had originally thought that after sharing so many of his secrets with Xiao Wu, she would grow closer to him.

But she had not.

Now that he wanted to stand up for Xiao Wu, she was even telling him he was meddling.

At that thought, Tang San felt deeply wronged.

Tang San did not know how he had left the dormitory.

After leaving, he went to see his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher..."

"Do you think I really was meddling?"

Tang San could not help confiding in Yu Xiaogang, finally asking the question in a deeply aggrieved voice.