Soto City, Rose Hotel

Time flew by, and soon it was time for the Notting Academy break.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu, who was all alone, and felt quite puzzled. "Xiao Wu, aren't you going back to visit your family this holiday?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly cheered up and said, "How about this, Little San? I'll go with you and be a guest at your home."

"That's great, but my home is very small and run-down. I hope you won't mind when the time comes."

Tang San naturally agreed to Xiao Wu's request with pleasure.

Immediately after, he turned his gaze to his side to ask for his younger brother's opinion.

Tang Wu spread his hands. "Why look at me? I have no objections..."

The distance from Notting City to Holy Soul Village was neither long nor short; a normal round trip would take half a day.

However, the three of them were spirit masters, and their physiques were far stronger than those of ordinary people.

It took them only an hour to return to the house in Holy Soul Village.

Looking at the smithy before him, Tang San's eyes were filled with nostalgia. He pushed open the door, but he didn't see that familiar figure he had been expecting.

Later, Old Jack brought over a letter.

After reading the contents of the letter, Tang San could not hide the disappointment in his heart.

"That old geezer, if he wanted to leave, he could have just left. Why make it so sentimental?" Tang Wu curled his lips.

Following that, the three of them spent half a day cleaning the smithy to prevent dust from covering everything and making it impossible to stay there.

On the peak of Holy Soul Village, that very night, a heartbroken Tang San took Xiao Wu as his foster sister.

It was also the beginning of their ill-fated connection.

Six years later.

Because spirit power accelerates human development, the three of them now looked no different from adults.

Tang Wu's figure had become increasingly slender, his water-blue hair draped over his shoulders, and every gesture he made was filled with the aura of a young nobleman.

Although Tang San's appearance remained ordinary, after absorbing a spirit ring with life attributes, his facial features had gradually softened.

His black hair also had a few blue highlights, much like Tang Wu's.

Among the three, the one with the most significant changes was Xiao Wu.

Over the six years of growth, her delicate body had become tall and slender, and the long legs beneath her short skirt seemed capable of strangling a man.

Her chest was no longer flat; it had begun to bud, growing to the size of steamed buns.

"Third Brother, why go to this so-called Shrek when there are so many better academies out there?"

Xiao Wu really couldn't understand Tang San's train of thought.

Logically speaking, with their level, getting into a high-level spirit master academy should have been more than enough.

Why go the long way around and run all the way to Soto City?

I don't get it!

To Xiao Wu's question, Tang San opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

After all, he couldn't very well say that it was because Gangzi had been pestering him relentlessly, acting in a truly disgusting manner.

It was only to stop the man from bothering him further that Tang San had been forced to agree.

Xiao Wu turned her gaze toward Tang Wu. "Brother Wu, say something!"

"I don't care..." Tang Wu shrugged and said indifferently, "If it really doesn't work out, we can just leave when the time comes and find another spirit master academy to stay at."

"Anyway, geniuses like us are welcome wherever we go."

In fact, there were deeper reasons for this.

Tang Wu had his own selfish motives.

Although Shrek was a "wild" academy at this stage, it had to be said that the political resources within it were not insignificant.

Dai Mubai, the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire; Zhu Zhuqing, the daughter of Duke Nether; and Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Plus Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who were also top-tier wild geniuses.

A tiny academy had actually gathered talent from all corners of the world.

Upon entering Soto City, the first thing to do was, naturally, to find lodging.

And so...

Xiao Wu pulled Tang San and Tang Wu to the entrance of the Rose Hotel, the largest hotel in Soto City.

Xiao Wu walked up to the front desk in her usual carefree manner, completely oblivious to anything amiss:

"Front desk, give us three rooms."

"I'm sorry, guests, but due to a shortage of vacancies, we only have one room left."

"Why don't the three of you just squeeze in?"

The receptionist looked up, took in the sight of two men and one woman, and couldn't help but click her tongue in secret.

Tsk tsk, these kids sure know how to play...

Xiao Wu frowned. Even as dense as she was, she finally sensed the strange look in the receptionist's eyes.

But before she could dwell on it, an arrogant voice rang out from behind her.

"Hold on, this last room belongs to this young master."

Here it comes!

This was one of the classic tropes of Douluo.

Tang Wu raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Dai Mubai, who had heterochromatic eyes and was currently holding two girls in his arms.

"I'd say you must be new here. Don't you know this room has already been reserved by Young Master Dai?"

"Do you want to keep your job? Go call your manager out here."

Dai Mubai strode into the Rose Hotel and immediately began berating the receptionist.

Soon, a pot-bellied manager appeared from the corner and began apologizing profusely to Dai Mubai.

Regarding the ownership of the room, it was handed over to the other party without question.

As for Xiao Wu's side, the manager offered to clear out another room as a gesture of apology.

After all, neither of these parties was someone a small fry like him could afford to offend.

But Xiao Wu was far from satisfied with this outcome.

"Then what do you want?"

"Nothing much, I just want you to get lost."

In response to Dai Mubai's question, Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and retorted with a haughty scolding.

Her words were blunt and didn't give him an ounce of face.

At thirteen or fourteen years old, this was the age when one cared most about their reputation.

Xiao Wu's provocation caused Dai Mubai, a man who lived for his "face," to lose his composure entirely.

The smile on his face vanished, and he let out a cold snort:

"I see you're all Spirit Masters. In that case, let's follow the rules of the Spirit Master world."

"Whoever has the bigger fist gets the prize. To stop anyone from saying I'm bullying you, all three of you can come at me together!"

"Fine, you said it yourself."

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Xiao Wu immediately began rubbing her palms together, a malicious grin spreading across her face.

What a treat!

In all her years, this was the first time she, Big Sister Xiao Wu, had ever heard such a request.

Not to mention that Tang Wu, a walking cheat code, was on their team; even Tang San alone would be enough to give Dai Mubai a run for his money.

Having lived with him for so many years, Xiao Wu knew exactly how devious Tang Wu could be.

He played with his Spirit abilities like a master craftsman.

How devious was he?

He was as deep as a three- or four-story building!

You might ask, "Streamer, streamer, are there any other simple yet powerful heroes to climb the ranks with like this?"

Yes, brothers, there are...

"No need for all of us. To deal with you, I alone am enough."

Tang Wu stepped in front of the two and said in a calm tone.

Tang San furrowed his brows, an instinctive sense of worry rising in his heart:

"Is Wu confident?"

"Because that guy's Spirit Power fluctuation is not low—at least level 30 or higher."

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Wu, why don't we just go together and beat this lecherous tiger into a pulp?"

Xiao Wu chimed in from the side.

"Don't worry. Have you forgotten about my second Spirit ability?"

As soon as Tang Wu said this, Tang San and Xiao Wu shuddered, as if remembering something truly terrifying.