Return to Notting, Yu Xiaogang's Shocking Plan?

Setting aside his thoughts, Tang Wulin knew how extraordinarily difficult it would be to find the Nine Great Dragon Kings. Though he longed to do so, he could only take things one step at a time.

With a flap of his dragon wings, Tang Wulin carried Tang San along at lightning speed. In less than two days, they returned to Notting City and descended once more upon Notting Academy.

Notting Academy, Dorm Seven!

Wang Sheng pushed the door open and rushed inside in a panic.

"Sister Xiao Wu, Sister Xiao Wu, they're back—they really came back."

"I just saw Tang San return with Mr. Tang Wulin."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. She immediately flipped over and sprang up from her bed, her adorably delicate face now wearing the tender affection of a loving mother.

"My little... Is Teacher Wulin all right? He wasn't hurt, was he?"

Xiao Wu stared anxiously at Wang Sheng and asked in a low, hurried voice.

Her beautiful eyes held motherly affection and concern for Tang Wulin, but not the slightest bit of concern for Tang San.

"Sister Xiao Wu, I don't know whether Mr. Tang Wulin was hurt, but Tang San seemed to..."

"Hmph, don't tell me about that innately evil Tang San. Sister Xiao Wu doesn't care."

Xiao Wu snorted coldly. By now, her dissatisfaction with Tang San had long reached its limit.

He had been gone for so long, and that despicable Tang San had stayed by Wulin's side the entire time. Who knew whether Wulin had learned anything bad from him?

If Tang San truly dared to lead Wulin astray, Sister Xiao Wu's Eight-Stage Throw would be more than ready for him!

Filled with the boundless love of a mother, Xiao Wu could no longer wait to see Tang Wulin. After speaking with Wang Sheng, she hurried out of Dorm Seven.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng could not help but let out a faint sigh.

Mr. Tang Wulin really was burdened with deep sins!

He had somehow made both Tang San and Xiao Wu so attached to him. Just what kind of magic did Mr. Tang Wulin possess?

Not long after Xiao Wu left, a middle-aged man with a crew cut, who looked to be over fifty, walked in with his hands clasped behind his back.

He glanced over Dorm Seven, where only Wang Sheng remained, and a trace of disdain flashed through his eyes.

"Hmph, Wang Sheng, where is Xiao Wu? Where did she go? This Grandmaster has something to discuss with her." Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and asked as he disdainfully looked at Wang Sheng.

In Grandmaster's eyes, someone with Wang Sheng's talent and background was not worth mentioning at all. The fact that he deigned to speak to him was already an immense favor.

"Oh, Grandmaster. You've come to see Sister Xiao Wu again?"

"Sister Xiao Wu went to find Mr. Tang Wulin. If you really have something to discuss, why not wait in Dorm Seven for a while?"

Wang Sheng noticed Yu Xiaogang's contemptuous expression but did not care. He rolled his eyes and replied helplessly.

Ever since Tang Wulin had left Notting Academy, Yu Xiaogang had set his sights on Xiao Wu. Even after being beaten by Sister Xiao Wu, he came every day, as though he intended to melt her with his sincere heart and make her willingly become his disciple.

Wang Sheng had become immune to it and was completely powerless to complain anymore.

"What? Tang Wulin has returned?"

"Damn it!"

Upon hearing Wang Sheng's words, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed. He quickly left Dorm Seven, intending to go to Tang Wulin and bring Xiao Wu back.

But before long, he stopped, and his face darkened.

No, he could not simply go looking for Xiao Wu and Tang Wulin like this.

If he did, he might still end up getting beaten up and hung somewhere to suffer humiliation.

Hmph, he was merely a brute relying on his strength.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's eyes brightened. His world-shaking intellect began to turn, and a plan immediately took shape in his heart.

From what he knew, Tang Wulin had gone to obtain a Soul Ring during his absence. But even after obtaining one, he would merely be a Soul Emperor.

As long as he found a Soul Saint, he could absolutely drive that brat out of Notting Academy. Then Xiao Wu would naturally become his disciple under the influence of his sincere heart.

A name he had not contacted in a long time immediately surfaced in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

It seemed he truly needed Flender to make a trip here!

It just so happened that Flender had said he had several decent geniuses over there. Once Xiao Wu became his disciple, it was not as though this Grandmaster could not offer them some guidance as well.

With his mind made up, Yu Xiaogang immediately hurried toward his residence. He intended to send a letter asking Flender to come as soon as possible.

Flender's cultivation was not low even among Soul Saints. Having him deal with Tang Wulin should not be much of a problem.

A Soul Saint who had advanced years ago against a pretty boy who had only just become a Soul Emperor—the advantage was on his side.

It was settled, completely settled. As expected of himself; only this Grandmaster could devise such a plan.

He could not show himself when the time came, or Xiao Wu might develop an even greater aversion to him.

Hehehe, the plan was complete. All that remained was for Flender to arrive.

"What? Teacher, you said Xiao Wu was a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"

In Tang Wulin's room, Tang San was instantly shocked upon hearing Tang Wulin's words, and a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.

A transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—this was practically a priceless treasure delivered straight to his doorstep!

That hateful Xiao Wu had kept hovering around Teacher, yet she did not know that Teacher had long seen through her identity as a Soul Beast.

Once a Soul Beast, always a Soul Beast!

"Teacher, since you saw through Xiao Wu's identity, why did you keep her around until now? You even left her alone at Notting Academy?"

Tang San looked curiously at his teacher, unable to understand his actions.

"Xiao San, Xiao Wu is not suitable for us. Whether it is your Blue Silver King or Clear Sky Hammer, absorbing her would be a mistake. Besides, we have a fairly good relationship with her, so there is no need to hunt her. And I was not the first to discover Xiao Wu's identity—it was your father, the Clear Sky Douluo."

"Moreover, have you forgotten that your mother was also a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor? If you killed Xiao Wu because of the greed in your heart, how would you face your mother in the future?"

Tang Wulin had no interest in Xiao Wu's Soul Ring, since it was not suitable for him. As for the path Tang San would take, he had already planned it out, and there was no place for Xiao Wu's Soul Ring in it.

Thus, whether Xiao Wu lived or died did not matter much to him.

"Teacher, you are right!"

"I was overthinking it. Although Xiao Wu and I are not particularly close, we can still be considered friends."

"If I truly killed her simply because she was a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, how could I face Mother in the future?"

Tang San spoke as he suppressed his greed for the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and Soul Ring.

How could he kill his friend merely to satisfy his own greed? If he truly did that, would he not become exactly like that drunkard?

Tang San swore he would never become irresponsible trash like that drunkard.

If he truly became like that, how could he have the face to see Teacher? How could he have the face to call Teacher his father?

No... Absolutely not!