My Name Is Xiao Wu, The 'Wu' Of Dance

After the political reshuffle within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the sect stopped wasting money to build up Yu Xiaogang's reputation. Nobles and spirit masters who understood the inside story gradually stopped taking him seriously.

Following the scandal of Yu Xiaogang's incestuous marriage, Spirit Hall increased its investment in public opinion, spending money like crazy to smear his name.

Why did Spirit Hall hate Yu Xiaogang so much? Because the management of public opinion fell under the jurisdiction of our Holy Maiden, Bibi Dong.

In previous years, when Yu Xiaogang was still riding high, Qian Xunqian had focused her energy on production, spending vast amounts of money and resources to reclaim land and build factories.

Although she had provided the propaganda department with a fair amount of funding, it was all used to promote Spirit Hall's various policies and benefits, or for recruitment drives for the Agricultural Academy, Industrial Academy, and the like.

Only a very small portion of the funds was used to smear the "theoretically invincible" master, Yu Xiaogang.

But things were different now. Long-term propaganda had already established Spirit Hall's golden reputation, so there was no need to throw away excessive money as they had before.

Nowadays, the propaganda department focused on one thing: improving Spirit Hall's image across the Douluo Continent.

Spirit Hall occupied eighty percent of the spirit masters on the entire Douluo Continent, so its spirit theories were naturally the most advanced and comprehensive in the world.

However, Yu Xiaogang, that foul fly, had brazenly relied on the power of money to secure his throne as the number one theoretical master in public opinion. For Spirit Hall, this was intolerable!

For Bibi Dong, both publicly and privately, she had to strike down this master who possessed only a hollow name, and then elevate the diligent and hardworking theoretical researchers of our Spirit Hall to take his place!

They say the hatred of an ex-girlfriend is the most intense. We cannot know how much personal grievance Bibi Dong mixed into her smearing of Yu Xiaogang, but the master's reputation was plummeting rapidly.

"However," Yu Xiaogang thought to himself, "for a small, isolated border town like Nuoding City, manipulating the uninformed common folk is as easy as pie."

At this moment, after looking at Tang San's spirit proof, Yu Xiaogang sternly rebuked the gatekeeper:

"This proof is genuine, you dog-eyed, snobbish bastard! Get lost!"

The gatekeeper fled in a panic.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed instantly; he greeted Tang San kindly and told him to follow.

Tang San was currently hesitating whether he should take Yu Xiaogang as his master.

If he did, it would be useless. If he didn't, the relationship with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might become a bit troublesome later on.

Forget it, I'll just take this Yu Xiaogang as my master. He might be mediocre, but at least his status as the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch is impeccable!

In the future, with the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as his backing, being brothers with the future Star Luo Empire emperor Dai Mubai, using the Silk Velvet Tulip to win over Ning Fengzhi, and finally exposing Qian Renxue's disguise to help Xue Beng ascend the throne—

Every power on the Douluo Continent except for Spirit Hall would be in his hands. As for a mere Spirit Hall, he could destroy it with a wave of his hand!

"With such innate talent and intelligence, it seems I must be persistent for once. After all, you are the third twin-spirit user in the last hundred years."

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, smiling at Tang San.

Tang San felt deep disdain for Yu Xiaogang's current performance.

Yu Xiaogang continued on his own:

"Are you wondering how I knew you were a twin-spirit user? It's because of this proof. Perhaps others cannot see the flaws in it, but if I couldn't, I wouldn't be worthy of the title of 'Master'."

"I once investigated 647 people whose spirit was Blue Silver Grass. Among them, only 16 had spirit power, a probability of less than three percent. And even among those 16, none had spirit power exceeding level one. Yet, you have innate full spirit power at level ten."

"According to one of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Spirits I have researched—that innate spirit power is directly proportional to spirit quality—the Blue Silver Grass clearly cannot satisfy this. Therefore, I can be certain that you must have another spirit, and a very powerful one at that."

Tang San was amused, but he couldn't show it. He suppressed his laughter and put on an expression of surprise!

"Ah! Is this what a master is? Please accept me as your disciple! Disciple Tang San pays respects to Master!"

Yu Xiaogang was triumphant. He helped Tang San up and said with gratification, "Good child! Good child! I will definitely cultivate you into the strongest person on the Douluo Continent!"

Tang San sneered inwardly. A piece of trash who can't even break through to Spirit Grandmaster in his lifetime—if it weren't for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind you, you would already be on the path to death!

Yu Xiaogang was thinking to himself: Bibi Dong, you blind fool! Now that I, Yu Xiaogang, have taken on a twin-spirit genius, with my theoretical guidance, Tang San will surely surpass you in less than twenty years! When that time comes, Bibi Dong, you won't even be fit to tie my shoes while crying! Just you wait!

The two were each harboring their own ulterior motives, their eyes filled with shrewd calculations, both seeing exactly what they wanted in the other.

After saying goodbye to the Master, Tang San went to the dormitory, defeated Wang Sheng with a single easy move, and became the boss of Dorm Seven.

Not long after becoming the boss, Tang San's destined wife, the hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast Xiao Wu, arrived.

Tang San looked at the young Xiao Wu, his eyes reddening; he was on the verge of bursting into tears.

Xiao Wu! Do you have any idea how long your brother has waited? Four whole years! You have finally appeared before me!

If he weren't only six years old right now, Tang San would have loved to grab Xiao Wu and start digging rabbit holes like crazy!

"Excuse me, are we close?" Xiao Wu asked, looking at the affectionate Tang San with confusion.

Tang San blinked, trying to force his tears back, then resumed his smile and said:

"Hello! I'm the boss of Dorm Seven, my name is Tang San. What's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' for dancing!"

Then, egged on by the other roommates, Tang San and Xiao Wu began their fated battle.

As the Great God King Tang, having lived for tens of thousands of years, his combat techniques were not something a mere Soft Bone Rabbit who had just transformed could compare to. Even with spirit rings, Xiao Wu was no match for Tang San.

Tang San played when it was time to play and fought when it was time to fight; he didn't joke around with matches. There was once a sincere love placed before me, but in order to win, what is mere love worth!

Right, Huo Wu?

In this life, Tang San defended his position as the boss of Dorm Seven and defeated Xiao Wu.

But the price was that he would have to spend more time coaxing his girlfriend.

At this moment, Xiao Wu was still an ignorant old rabbit. Facing Tang San, an old monster and master of romance, she quickly lost the battle and ended up in Tang San's bed.

The two crawled into the warm quilt and began to flirt.

Tang San looked at the ignorant and cute Xiao Wu, remembering the scene from his past life where she was forced to sacrifice herself. Tang San felt a sudden pang of pain and secretly swore:

Xiao Wu, in this life! Brother will never let you suffer any harm again!