Lone Bamboo Sacrifice, I'm Becoming a God!

What a fine work-study student, Xiao Wu. Xiao Chenyu took everything in; just as the book said, this year's batch of work-study students was no simple matter.

If he wanted to claim her as his pet rabbit, he would have to wait until the other work-study student, Tang San, went to obtain his spirit ring before making his move.

Having eaten a meal on the second floor for the first time, Wang Sheng was overjoyed. Although the book hadn't mentioned this part, Big Sister Xiao Wu was truly an impeccable boss—far better than he was.

After treating Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu seized the moment to make her request, asking him to take her to buy new bedding. Since he was an "old-timer" here, he was certainly more familiar with the environment than she was.

Wang Sheng was duty-bound and readily agreed.

Tang San was not invited by Xiao Wu, but he was taken to his residence by Yu Xiaogang, where they ate chicken legs and steamed buns.

Though he did not know what kind of food was served on the second floor, this was a gift from his teacher; even coarse bran and cornmeal would have been better than dragon liver or phoenix marrow.

Watching Tang San finish his meal, Yu Xiaogang, who had been memorizing lines for three months, began to speak incessantly.

He spoke with flying spittle, asking and answering his own questions, growing more spirited and radiant the more he talked.

In a daze, Tang San felt as if he were seeing the incarnation of the Ancestor, thinking: The Ancestor hasn't updated the next chapter recently; could he have descended directly into this Douluo world?

What excited Tang San most was that tomorrow, his teacher would take him to obtain his spirit ring, and what's more, his father—

What did a mere hundred-year spirit ring matter? He had the guidance and help of a top-tier theoretical master; the spirit ring he obtained would surely be even stronger!

Carrying intense confidence, Tang San returned to the dormitory and saw Xiao Wu laying out her new bedding, a flash of disdain crossing his eyes.

Noticing Tang San's unfriendly expression, Xiao Wu smiled sweetly. "San, you look like you're still not convinced. I'll give you another chance; let's go outside and fight."

"Fine, let's go. I have something to tell you anyway." Tang San had already figured out Xiao Wu's style; if they fought again, he would definitely turn defeat into victory.

Leaving the dormitory and arriving at an open space, Xiao Wu stepped forward and said, "Come on."

Seeing her less than a meter away, Tang San immediately unleashed his Crane-Catching Dragon-Subduing; this grappling technique was immensely powerful at close range.

Xiao Wu suddenly whipped her head, and the scorpion braid behind her instantly transformed into a black shadow, lashing toward Tang San's neck.

This move was not part of any martial art he knew. Tang San was greatly astonished, his Crane-Catching Dragon-Subduing technique reaching out to seize the braid.

Xiao Wu flicked her head, and the braid instantly brushed past Tang San's palm. She followed up by stepping forward, her arms wrapping around Tang San's hands as if they were boneless, her entire body leaping into the air as her legs kicked directly toward his lower abdomen.

As a Tang Sect disciple, Tang San's skills were primarily in his hands, while his footwork was merely excellent light-body technique. With his hands bound, he had no power to counter her thunderous kicks and took the blow squarely.

The force was immense. Tang San bent over like a shrimp and flew out like a cannonball. His insides churned, and with a retch, he not only vomited up his meal but also a significant amount of bile and stomach acid, feeling utterly miserable.

Watching Tang San's state, Xiao Wu looked jubilant. "How about it? Do you submit?"

"I don't submit! Again!" Tang San looked at the triumphant Xiao Wu, feeling deeply indignant. He was a Tang Sect disciple; how could he lose to a little girl time and time again?

Xiao Wu waved her hand. "Wait until you've obtained your spirit ring. Even if I win again now, you still won't be convinced."

Tang San realized this was true; he was at a disadvantage because he lacked a spirit ring. He then brought up the matter of obtaining one.

Xiao Wu had known Tang San would leave; since working a few extra days meant she could go a whole semester without working, it was a good deal, so she agreed.

The next morning, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang bought some supplies, boarded a carriage, and set off for the Soul Hunting Forest.

In the carriage, Yu Xiaogang let out a hollow laugh.

"Teacher, did you not rest well last night?" Tang San asked with concern.

Yu Xiaogang replied, "I was just a bit too excited."

He had spent the last three months memorizing the lines from the book, but since there were no updates, he had spent all of last night cramming the words he intended to say today.

Taking advantage of his fresh memory, Yu Xiaogang said loudly, "Now, let me teach you about spirit beasts. Spirit beasts are wild beasts that possess spirit power. The longer they exist, the stronger they are. Generally speaking..."

Tang San listened intently. Being able to listen to the guidance of a teacher who seemed as clear-sighted as a god was like drinking fine wine—intoxicating and a complete pleasure, with none of the pain of studying.

Upon entering the Soul Hunting Forest, Yu Xiaogang inevitably had to reveal his martial spirit, Sanpao, but there was no helping that.

To Tang San's great surprise, Yu Xiaogang reached into his robes and pulled out a magnificent short sword, handing it to him.

The scabbard was a clear, deep blue, inlaid with seven sapphires, and the hilt featured a milky-white jade stone. The sword was twelve inches long, and even though it remained sheathed, one could feel a biting chill while holding it.

They hadn't walked far when Luo Sanpao suddenly stopped, its large eyes staring in one direction as it let out two "luo-luo" sounds.

An animal that looked somewhat like a cat appeared in the direction of its gaze, crouching on a tree and watching Yu Xiaogang and Tang San vigilantly.

Yu Xiaogang smiled calmly. "It's a ten-year Variegated Cat. Sanpao, don't disturb it. Let's move on."

He had just finished reviewing the spirit beasts that might appear in the Soul Hunting Forest, so he took the opportunity to educate Tang San about the Variegated Cat.

Not long after, the two stopped in front of a bamboo stalk.

Yu Xiaogang looked as if he had found a treasure. "Lone Bamboo, this is the spirit beast!"

"Teacher, are we going to hunt this Lone Bamboo?" Tang San asked.

Yu Xiaogang did not answer immediately, instead explaining the characteristics of the Lone Bamboo spirit beast.

Ever since receiving the guidance of the Lone Bamboo God, the Lone Bamboo had been waiting.

What are these two muttering about? The Lone Bamboo watched the two standing at its feet, and after a moment of confusion, it suddenly remembered the contents of the book.

One old, one young, carrying a pig. It matched—everything matched.

I am going to become a god! The Lone Bamboo was immensely excited. Its spirit power surged within, and it shouted inwardly: Sacrifice, begin!

Yu Xiaogang was in the middle of his lecture when suddenly a white light flashed before his eyes. He was stunned by a wave of pressure, rendered completely unable to move, and could only hear Luo Sanpao emitting warning cries.

Under the shroud of white light, Tang San felt as if his acupoints had been sealed; he couldn't move a muscle.

The white light appeared quickly and vanished just as fast. It rapidly converged, transforming into a white spirit ring that settled onto Tang San's body before flickering out of existence.

Indeed! Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, nodded repeatedly. The book was absolutely correct; the Lone Bamboo spirit beast would be attracted by the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline and even perform a Sacrifice.