No one wanted to dress as the opposite sex again. Even if nobody knew, it was still far too humiliating.
Meanwhile, when Yu Dash learned what had happened to Tang San, he wept so hard that snot and tears streamed down his face.
"San'er, San'er! My San'er!"
That was an External Soul Bone! No matter how unusual it was, it was still an External Soul Bone, as precious as a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
If he could get it back, he could study it. Maybe he'd come up with another theory that would shake the entire continent!
As the chosen one who was key to changing his fate, the stronger Tang San became, the greater Yu Dash's chances of going down in history and becoming the greatest figure in Douluo history.
He might even get revenge on Bibi Dong. His disciple had such talent and fortune; once he rose to become a Twin Martial Soul Titled Douluo, the Spirit Hall's nightmare would begin!
But he never expected a disciple from a reclusive sect to appear and forcibly take his beloved student's External Soul Bone.
Now he was extremely worried that it might have affected his beloved student's talent. Losing a Soul Bone could cause one's Soul Power Level to drop.
Facing this useless teacher, who still had some value to him, Tang San continued playing the respectful, dutiful student. "It's fine. It's only an External Soul Bone; it doesn't affect anything. Maybe next time I'll get an even better one."
After resting for a while, Tang San had also thought things through. Aside from himself, his friends could serve as vessels for obtaining the Eight Spider Lances External Soul Bone. Surely his friends had some luck of their own.
If he didn't get a few more, how could he