Second Meeting with Gangzi

While heading to register, Tang San learned from the academic affairs office that this Yu Xiaogang was merely a pedant who knew nothing of substance.

He couldn't help but feel secretly relieved, thankful that he hadn't been swindled by "Gangzi."

Otherwise, he might have been sold off and still been counting the money for the other party without even realizing it.

As he pushed open the door to Dorm Seven, a fist came flying toward his face.

Tang San's purple eyes flashed; under the enhancement of the Purple Demon Eye, Wang Sheng's movements slowed down.

He employed the Crane Catching Dragon technique, using the force of four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, pushing the fist right back.

The impact was heavy, and caught off guard, Tang San had inadvertently added a bit more strength to his hand.

He frowned, looking at Wang Sheng in confusion:

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

"I am the head of Dorm Seven—Wang Sheng."

Wang Sheng stumbled, retreating dozens of steps before he could finally dissipate the force.

As for Tang San's question, Wang Sheng replied:

"According to the rules of Dorm Seven, newcomers must fight the dorm head. Whoever wins becomes the head, and the loser must become the lackey."

"I'm here to study, not to be a boss."

"That's not up to you."

Wang Sheng's attitude was clear: What are you babbling about? Let's just fight.

However, as for the final result...

He was just an ordinary person who wasn't even a Spirit Master; how could he possibly be a match for Tang San, who possessed the techniques of the Tang Sect? Naturally, he was beaten into complete submission.

"I am Tang San, and he is my younger brother, Tang Wu."

After the battle ended, Tang San stated his name and Tang Wu's.

"Greetings, Boss. Greetings, Brother Wu."

Wang Sheng and his group of lackeys bowed in unison to Tang San and Tang Wu:

"Yes, from this day forward, you are the head of our Dorm Seven."

Though Tang San claimed he didn't want to be the boss, he was secretly quite pleased.

Tang Wu found an empty bed by the window, and naturally, Tang San chose the spot right next to him.

"Xiao Wu, let me help you make your bed."

"Alright, thanks, brother."

That's right.

In this life, Tang San had come prepared with bedding, which Tang Hao had bought for the brothers in advance.

This point was very important.

Compared to the Tang Hao in the original story, this version of him was not nearly as decadent.

After all, regarding such a slacker father, Tang Wu often pressured him.

Every time, it was a cycle of crying, making a scene, and causing a ruckus.

He would go on about how a child without a mother is like a blade of grass, and how pitiful he was.

If Mom were still alive and saw her precious sons being treated this way, she would surely cry.

Wait, no?!

Why are you still chasing me to kill me!

Ah Yin's departure was already a great pain in Tang Hao's heart.

Seeing a face that resembled Ah Yin's by eighty percent crying and complaining to him, an indescribable bitterness surged in Tang Hao's heart.

This made Tang Hao dare not slack off anymore.

He even had to be careful whenever he drank, terrified of being caught red-handed.

Therefore, the hierarchy of the household was: Tang Wu was greater than Tang Hao, and Tang Hao was greater than Tang San.

After Tang San finished making Tang Wu's bed, he immediately tidied up his own.

Just then, the door to Dorm Seven was pushed open once again.

"Hello, is this Dorm Seven?" A crisp, clear voice rang out.

Hooligan Rabbit had arrived!

Upon seeing the cute appearance of the little girl, Tang San couldn't help but blush, instantly staring in a daze.

Noticing his brother's lecherous expression, Tang Wu's mouth twitched.

His old man had fallen for his mother, who was a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor in human form, and now his older brother had also fallen for a 100,000-year-old rabbit in human form.

What?

Could it be that this penchant for beast-human relations is hereditary?

The subsequent development was that Tang San and Xiao Wu had a fight, which ended with Xiao Wu's victory.

After some introductions, Xiao Wu spoke up in surprise:

"Oh, your name is also Tang Wu? What a coincidence."

"Since you're Tang San's younger brother, then I'm your big sister. From now on at Notting Academy, Big Sister Xiao Wu will have your back."

Tang Wu took a deep look at Xiao Wu.

Who's having whose back—that remains to be seen.

"Is there anyone here named Tang San and Tang Wu?"

Just as Xiao Wu was about to say something else, a teacher appeared at the doorway at some unknown moment.

Tang Wu and Tang San exchanged a glance, then stepped out from the crowd.

"That's us. May I ask what you need, teacher?"

"Alright then, someone asked me to find you. Please come with me."

With that, he led the brothers out of Dorm Seven and arrived at the door of Yu Xiaogang's quarters.

He pushed the door open.

Upon seeing that it was Yu Xiaogang, Tang San wanted to turn around and leave, but was called back by him.

"Wait, you cannot leave."

"Without the guidance of a suitable teacher, the path of a Spirit Master will be fraught with difficulty. Don't you want to know what kind of spirit rings are suitable for your own spirits to absorb?"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang said this, it predictably piqued Tang San's interest.

However, that interest didn't last long before it vanished into thin air the next second.

"The most suitable development path for your Blue Silver Grass spirits should be the control-type route."

"The best combination for absorbing spirit rings is poison-attribute spirit rings, preferably from snake-type spirit beasts; this can also provide some added toughness."

Hearing "poison-attribute spirit rings," Tang San's expression immediately darkened.

He had firmly kept in mind Tang Wu's warning from three months ago: absorbing poison-attribute spirit rings was no different from cutting off one's own future.

Tang Wu shook his head and chuckled to himself on the side.

Gangzi, oh Gangzi, you still can't let go of your poison attributes, can you?

Should I call this persistence, or just self-righteousness?

The absorption of a spirit ring depends first on its compatibility with one's own spirit; the higher the quality of the spirit ring and the higher the compatibility, the stronger the effect obtained.

Ignoring the paths already explored by predecessors, you insist on carving out your own.

If this isn't courting death, what is?

"Let's go, Wu. Don't pay any attention to this Grandmaster."

Tang San said with a sarcastic tone.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly blocked the doorway, still sophistically arguing:

"You can look down on my strength, or even insult my character, but you must never look down on my spirit research."

"The poison attribute is the best path; my research is not wrong!"

"Believe in this Grandmaster; this is the shortcut that will allow you to achieve the title of Titled Douluo."

When he reached the point of excitement, he became entirely agitated, his face flushed with an abnormal redness.

Tang Wu didn't even glance at the Yu Xiaogang before him, instead directly lashing out with a whip:

"Are you going to move or not?"

"If you don't move, don't blame the whip in my hand for being impolite."

Seeing the Blue Silver Grass whip manifested in Tang Wu's hand, Yu Xiaogang's entire body stiffened; the pain from that morning was still fresh in his memory.

He instinctively wanted to avoid it and stepped aside from the wooden door behind him.

"Wait, don't go~~~"

Watching these two seedlings with innate full spirit power slip away right under his nose, Yu Xiaogang became immediately desperate.

He needed the two brothers to prove his theories were correct; how could he let them go?

So, in his burning anxiety, he spoke without thinking:

"Spirit beasts—yes, I have a vast amount of detailed information regarding spirit beasts."

"A small place like Notting City doesn't have such good things. If you miss this opportunity, you won't find it again. Tang San, are you sure you want to leave?"