Purple Ring Slaps the Face Master, Xiao Wu Says She's Not Familiar with Tang San

Tang San stood at the doorway, his footsteps pausing for a moment.

He had originally assumed the work-study student dormitory would be quite dilapidated.

Based on the impression his father, Tang Hao, had given him, work-study students lacked money and background, and for the most part, had to endure on their own at the academy.

Yet, the courtyard before him clearly had nothing to do with the word "dilapidated."

The main room contained soft beds, a fruit platter, hot tea, and clean curtains hanging by the windows.

The side room next to it was also significantly more spacious than a typical dormitory.

Was this really a place where work-study students lived?

Tang San carried his small bundle on his back, a sense of caution growing in his heart.

The rules of Notting Academy were not quite what he had imagined before arriving.

Wang Sheng saw Tang San and immediately straightened his posture.

"New guy? First, get to know who's who."

He raised a hand and pointed toward Su Hang, who was sitting in the main seat.

"This is Boss Su; he calls the shots in Dorm Seven now."

The few work-study students nearby nodded along.

"That's right, Boss Su."

"From now on, the work-study students here listen to Boss Su."

Tang San looked at Su Hang.

This youth was about the same age as him, and while he wasn't deliberately putting on airs while sitting there, there was a suppressive intensity about him.

Tang San had practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill for many years and was very sensitive to changes in aura.

The power within Su Hang's body was heavy, carrying the pressure unique to beast martial souls, yet it was more overbearing than an ordinary beast martial soul.

A dragon type?

This judgment flashed through Tang San's mind.

Before he could speak, Xiao Wu had already set down the fruit in her hand and shifted half a step behind Su Hang.

The movement was small, but everyone in the room saw it.

Tang San saw it too.

He had no impression of this girl in pink.

Since they were both new students and would likely live in the same work-study circle in the future, there was no need to start things off on the wrong foot.

Tang San nodded at Xiao Wu.

"Hello, my name is Tang San."

Xiao Wu lifted her chin and gave a short reply.

"We aren't close."

The few work-study students in the room looked at each other, none daring to interject.

Tang San's raised hand hung in mid-air before he quickly lowered it.

This reaction was abnormal.

Upon their first meeting, the other party was already on guard and even deliberately moved closer to Su Hang.

He had never offended her.

Could it be that Su Hang had said something beforehand?

Tang San noted this matter down and did not continue to dwell on it.

He turned to Wang Sheng.

"Where do I stay?"

Just as Wang Sheng was about to make arrangements, Xiao Chenyu squeezed out from the side of the wall.

His face was still swollen and his gait was unsteady, but upon hearing that Tang San was also a work-study student, he immediately saw an opportunity to show off.

"Over there."

Xiao Chenyu pointed toward the corner spot in the side room.

"That bed by the door is empty; it's yours."

That spot was far from the window and drafty by the door, clearly the worst position.

Tang San glanced at Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu immediately puffed out his chest, sneaking a glance toward Su Hang.

The action was too obvious.

Tang San did not argue.

"Fine."

He placed his bundle on the bed in the corner and began to tidy up the bedding.

Xiao Wu sat back down on the soft bed by the window, swinging her legs.

"Brother Su Hang, he's quite the patient one."

Su Hang picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"People who can endure usually remember things more clearly in their hearts."

Tang San did not stop his bed-making.

He had heard that sentence.

Yu Xiaogang had been standing outside the door the entire time, in no rush to enter.

From the moment he entered the courtyard, he had been observing.

Many teachers in the academy knew exactly what kind of person Xiao Chenyu was.

As the son of the city lord, he was accustomed to being arrogant and domineering.

Yet now, he was standing obediently by the wall, having even surrendered the room.

This could only mean one thing.

The child in the room named Su Hang had subdued him.

Yu Xiaogang stepped into the room, first glancing at Tang San before turning toward Su Hang.

"Your name is Su Hang?"

Su Hang set down his teacup.

"Something you need?"

Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back, striking the pose of an academy teacher.

"I heard from the night-duty teacher that there was a situation in Dorm Seven tonight."

"Have you completed your Spirit awakening?"

"I have."

"And your Spirit ring?"

"One ring."

There was no reaction in the room.

The work-study students had already seen it earlier.

Xiao Chenyu, in particular, had been forced to his knees by that very ring; hearing those two words now still made his calves go numb.

Tang San's hands froze in place.

One ring?

They were all new students enrolling this year.

He had only just arrived at the academy today, yet Su Hang already possessed a Spirit ring?

Yu Xiaogang stared at Su Hang.

"How old are you?"

"Six."

"Six years old, and one ring?"

Yu Xiaogang was silent for a few moments, then shook his head.

"It is impossible for a new student just entering the elementary academy to complete a Spirit hunt so quickly."

"Even if a family makes prior arrangements, one must still go through the Spirit Hall registration and the Spirit beast acquisition process."

"It would be best if you didn't spout nonsense about being one-ringed."

Xiao Wu had not wanted to pay any attention to Yu Xiaogang.

But upon hearing him question Su Hang, she immediately jumped down from the bed.

"What right do you have to say Brother Su Hang is lying?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at her.

"Little girl, I only look at the facts."

Xiao Wu snorted.

"The fact is, Brother Su Hang's first Spirit ring is purple."

The room fell silent.

Tang San's hand remained frozen on his bundle.

Purple?

A thousand-year spirit ring?

A first spirit ring?

Before he came to Nuoding, Tang Hao had mentioned the common knowledge of spirit masters to him.

For a first spirit ring, the safest choice was a hundred-year one.

For a spirit master who had just awakened, a thousand-year spirit ring was practically synonymous with suicide.

Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened as well.

"Purple?"

He took two steps forward.

"Are you certain?"

Xiao Wu lifted her chin even higher.

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"Xiao Chenyu saw it too."

Xiao Chenyu didn't dare to hesitate and nodded quickly.

"I saw it, it was purple, especially purple."

"The moment Boss Su released it, my White Wolf martial soul dissipated instantly."

Yu Xiaogang ignored Xiao Chenyu, his entire focus fixed on Su Hang.

He had studied martial souls for many years, and his greatest concern was theory.

A thousand-year first spirit ring directly touched upon the absorption limits he had compiled.

If it were true, this child must possess immense research value.

Yu Xiaogang took another step forward.

"Su Hang, release your martial soul and spirit ring."

"I want to examine your data."

Su Hang raised his head.

"You want to?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't catch the sarcasm in those two words and continued.

"Martial soul theory cannot rely solely on rumors."

"Your situation is very special. Let me inspect your martial soul, spirit power fluctuations, and spirit ring age; perhaps it could refine the spirit master world's understanding of spirit ring absorption limits."

Xiao Wu immediately blocked the path in front of Su Hang.

"Who are you?"

"Why should you use Brother Su Hang for your experiments?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression became strained.

"My name is Yu Xiaogang, and I am a teacher at this academy."

"Others also call me Grandmaster."

Su Hang chuckled.

He was already tired of hearing that title.

"Grandmaster?"

"You can't even break through to become a Great Spirit Master, yet you dare to use my martial soul for research?"

Yu Xiaogang's body tensed up.

All the work-study students in the room lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Tang San also stopped what he was doing and watched Su Hang.

Su Hang rose from his chair and walked up to Yu Xiaogang.

The two were of similar height, but their presence was on entirely different levels.

"My martial soul is not for trash to experiment on."

As these words fell, Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale.

The thing he was most sensitive about in his life was others mentioning his cultivation level.

He could argue when his theories were questioned.

But when his cultivation was brought out to be trampled upon, he had no way to refute it.

Because he had indeed been stuck at level twenty-nine for many years.

Tang San spoke up at this moment.

"You've gone too far with that kind of talk."

Su Hang turned his head to look at him.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Tang San did not reply.

Yu Xiaogang raised a hand to stop Tang San.

"Forget it."

He suppressed his emotions, choosing not to continue arguing with Su Hang.

This child today was too extraordinary.

A first spirit ring that was purple, a dragon-type martial soul, and the ability to subdue Xiao Chenyu.

Turning hostile rashly would not be worth it.

Yu Xiaogang stepped back half a pace, turning his attention to Tang San instead.

When Tang San had packed his bags earlier, his movements were steady, and his spirit power was well-contained.

Most importantly, he sensed a very peculiar aura coming from Tang San.

Blue Silver Grass?

If it were Blue Silver Grass, yet his innate spirit power was not low, then that would be very interesting.

Yu Xiaogang took out the enrollment register and flipped to Tang San's page.

"Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, innate full spirit power?"

Tang San nodded.

"Yes."

Yu Xiaogang's mind suddenly stirred.

A trash martial soul like Blue Silver Grass could actually possess innate full spirit power.

This aligned perfectly with a direction he had been deducing for many years.

Perhaps this child was the one who could prove his theories.

Su Hang was uncooperative, but Tang San had just enrolled, had no background, and possessed a unique martial soul.

Suitable.

Far too suitable.

Yu Xiaogang closed the register.

"Come with me for a moment; I have some things to ask you."

Tang San glanced at Su Hang and Xiao Wu, then finally shouldered the small cloth bag outside his pack and followed Yu Xiaogang out the door.

Xiao Wu grabbed Su Hang's sleeve again and muttered in a low voice.

"Brother Su Hang, he isn't really going to apprentice himself to that Grandmaster, is he?"

Su Hang watched the two leave, a cold sneer in his heart.

He hadn't expected that in this world, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't learn about the Blue Silver Grass from the gatekeeper, but only find out here.

Still, this iconic scene of taking on an apprentice had arrived after all.