The Furious Tang San: Xiao Wu, You Have Courted Death!

"Xiao San, watch your words. Some things can only be thought in your heart. If you say them aloud without enough strength, you'll only invite disaster!"

Tang Wulin reached out with a smile and ruffled Tang San's hair, glancing at him with some surprise as well.

Is this child's train of thought really that strange? A bunch of people who only know how to spout nonsense can actually establish a sect.

If those people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan found out, they would probably be so furious they'd want to kill someone.

This could be said to be the greatest blow the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's reputation had ever suffered.

"I understand, Teacher. Xiao San will be more careful from now on."

Hearing Tang Wulin's warning, Tang San's heart tightened at once. He secretly realized that he had indeed been somewhat careless. Thankfully, only his teacher was by his side at that moment.

He would have to remain vigilant in the future. No matter how shocked he was, he could not display it so openly.

"Mm. Xiao San, you're a clever child. Your teacher still has faith in you."

"However, your martial soul truly is extraordinary. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is a clan with a long-standing inheritance, and its inherited martial soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, one of the top beast martial souls."

"Although Yu Xiaogang came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he was an exception. His martial soul became that way solely because of a martial soul mutation."

A martial soul mutation?

Oh... so that's how it is!

Tang San understood. It turned out that it was not that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was unworthy. Purely, this old trash called Yu Xiaogang was just a pathetic loser!

"Let's go back, Xiao San!"

"Rest properly for a while. Once you've recovered, your teacher will teach you some knowledge and experience related to soul masters."

"As for that old trash Yu Xiaogang, just leave him hanging here."

Tang San nodded, but the killing intent in his eyes still flashed briefly.

Hmph, Yu Xiaogang can count himself lucky. Who would have thought he was connected to that Pope with a screw loose? Otherwise...

With a cold snort, Tang San withdrew his gaze from Yu Xiaogang. He would let this trash, who had courted death, live a little longer.

However, Yu Xiaogang had already made Tang San's must-kill list. In the future, once his strength was sufficient, Yu Xiaogang would be the first person he killed.

He had actually dared to attack him and his teacher with something so disgusting. According to the third rule of the general principles of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, once an opponent was confirmed to be an enemy, and they had courted death, there was no need to show mercy!

After parting with Tang San, Tang Wulin immediately returned to his residence at Notting Academy.

He was not far from reaching level sixty. At most, he would need a little over two months to break through.

Inside his room, Tang Wulin sat cross-legged on the bed. As he cultivated, the Blue Silver Emperor in his hand emitted waves of natural life force.

As his Soul Power continued to rise, the Golden Dragon King bloodline within Tang Wulin's body also continued to grow stronger.

As he cultivated without pause, his vigorous blood essence surged, and four golden Soul Rings appeared one after another beneath Tang Wulin.

These golden Soul Rings were the Blood Essence Soul Rings unique to Tang Wulin because of his Golden Dragon King bloodline. His powerful blood essence had condensed into Soul Rings.

The Golden Dragon King's bloodline was incomparably powerful, bringing Tang Wulin tremendous assistance. Each Blood Essence Soul Ring could even provide an ability similar to a soul skill.

As his Soul Power drew closer and closer to level sixty, his physical constitution was enhanced once again. His vigorous blood essence and the restless Golden Dragon King bloodline gave Tang Wulin an increasing premonition that he was about to condense a fifth Blood Essence Soul Ring.

With the support of the Golden Dragon King bloodline, along with his Blood Essence Soul Rings and Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, Tang Wulin's combat power far exceeded that of ordinary soul masters.

Although he had yet to reach the Soul Emperor level, in terms of combat power alone, he could already contend with an ordinary Spirit Douluo without falling behind in the slightest.

He could even defeat a Spirit Douluo if he brought out that weapon.

At the same time, elsewhere, in Dorm Seven.

Tang San had already entered the work-study student dormitory where he would live in the future.

However, the moment he stepped inside, Tang San instantly burned with fury. His bed had actually been moved, and even the new quilt and mattress his teacher had bought for him were now in a complete mess.

A nameless fury instantly filled Tang San's heart. Those had been bought for him by his teacher, and he had not even lain on them yet. Now, someone else had enjoyed them first.

The bedding was not worth much money, but at that moment, Tang San felt that the heart his teacher had devoted to caring for him had been thoroughly defiled.

"Who was it!"

"Who touched my bed!"

Gritting his teeth and forcing down his anger, Tang San swept his gaze across the people in Dorm Seven and spoke in a low, furious voice.

"Tang San, you're back."

"Well, Sister Xiao Wu has been sleeping in your bed these past few days. She's the leader of Dorm Seven, and also the leader of Notting Academy."

Seeing Tang San's expression, Wang Sheng, who had been cultivating in the dormitory and trying to break through level ten as quickly as possible, revealed an apologetic look.

Their new student's bedding had been used by Sister Xiao Wu before he had even gotten to use it. No matter how one looked at it, this was their fault.

Besides, Tang San clearly did not look like a child from an ordinary family. Although Wang Sheng did not know why he was studying through a work-study student placement, he felt it would be best not to slight Tang San.

"Xiao Wu, is it? You have courted death!"

Tang San secretly engraved the name Xiao Wu into his heart.

"Where is Xiao Wu now?"

Tang San looked at Wang Sheng and spoke expressionlessly.

That girl called Xiao Wu had completely enraged him. Next, Tang San would make this Xiao Wu understand exactly what the fury of a Tang Sect disciple was!

"Sister Xiao Wu, she should be at..."

Wang Sheng nervously gave him a location, after which Tang San left without expression.

Only after seeing Tang San leave did Wang Sheng finally let out a sigh of relief. The expression on Tang San's face and the aura radiating from him just now had even made Wang Sheng feel as if he were about to suffocate.

"Tang San, wait..."

After Tang San left, Wang Sheng belatedly sensed that something was wrong and hurried after him.

Soon, Tang San found Xiao Wu.

Looking at the pink-cheeked, adorable little girl Xiao Wu, Tang San did not hesitate in the slightest. He punched straight toward Xiao Wu.

"Sister Xiao Wu!"

Wang Sheng was startled. Wasn't this supposed to follow the usual process?

First, question her. Then, get angry. Finally, start fighting.

Why did this Tang San, who looked so honest and straightforward, not follow the script at all?

And this Tang San really believed in equality between men and women. How could he start by punching Sister Xiao Wu in the face?

Punching a girl in the face—was that really appropriate?

"Who are you?"

As a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Xiao Wu naturally still possessed a certain degree of vigilance. Seeing Tang San stride over angrily and attack without saying a word, she reacted instantly.

The Soft Bone Rabbit possessed her body, and she instantly dodged Tang San's attack.

After dodging Tang San's attack, Xiao Wu glared at him angrily. A hint of confusion appeared on her adorable little face.

She did not even know this human standing before her. Why had he attacked her the moment he arrived?

Could my identity have been exposed?