Gangzi Ran Away

A day and a half passed.

At Nuoding City's gates.

"Finally, we're back!"

The moment he stepped down from the carriage, Tang San could not help but sigh. Too much had happened these past few days; even he felt mentally exhausted.

As soon as the two entered the city, their father-and-son-like appearances immediately drew the attention of the surrounding townsfolk. With looks and bearing like theirs, they seemed like noble lords from somewhere out on an outing.

"Go back to the dorm and get some proper rest first. Your father will settle your mother in."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Father. I'll be entrusting Mother to you from now on as well!"

After entering Nuoding Academy, Tang San finally bade Tang Chuan farewell and slowly made his way toward Dorm Seven with his weary body.

Meanwhile, Tang Chuan carried Ah Yin and prepared to return to his own residence.

Now that she had been infused with that life force, Ah Yin's true body had grown increasingly lush. However, Tang Chuan could tell that it was still far from the point where her consciousness would awaken.

There was only one way to speed up her growth: plant her in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. A tenfold growth rate was no joke.

"We'll take it one step at a time. A year from now, I'll take Little San to Sunset Forest and have a look."

After placing Ah Yin in the spot in the room that received the most sunlight, Tang Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the system panel.

[Soul Power Level: 74 (Three levels can be manually unlocked)]

[Divine Slaughter's Domain (Can be manually unlocked)]

Without hesitation, Tang Chuan willed it into action. Dense soul power began surging through his body as the Mysterious Heaven Skill started circulating within him.

Blue-gold soul power flowed continuously around his body, and his Soul Power Level began to break through.

Level seventy-five.

Level seventy-six.

Level seventy-seven!

Boom!

Dense Blue Silver Grass soul power burst outward. Under the protection of Forest of Myriad Phenomena, it did not disturb a single object. Tang Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and a streak of blue-gold light flashed through them.

For ordinary soul masters, cultivating three levels at this stage would take years, and some would even be stuck here for life. But Tang Chuan had no such restriction whatsoever.

Afterward, he claimed the Divine Slaughter's Domain without the slightest hesitation.

When the domain unfolded, a pale bluish-white cold mist enveloped Tang Chuan. There was no violent blood-red glow; instead, a bone-piercing chill radiated from within him.

His eyes turned red as wisps of frost spread alongside his killing intent. Ice spikes condensed in the surrounding air, while a black-mist-like aura of slaughter, utterly devoid of emotion, shot straight in all directions.

Because this killing aura was extremely terrifying, Tang Chuan withdrew it. Unlike Tang San in the original story, whose mind had been affected by it, Tang Chuan's Divine Slaughter's Domain was a purified version, so that sort of thing would naturally not happen.

At that moment, Tang Chuan opened the system panel again, only to find that two new entries had appeared.

[Exclusive Divine Artifacts: Sea God's Trident (80% unlocked), Asura Demon Sword (10% unlocked)]

He had not expected even the fork and knife to show up. It looked like Tang Chuan could stand at Shrek Academy's entrance with the Sea God's Trident in hand someday and shout, "Sea God Tang Chuan is here! Where is Yu Xiaogang?"

If he transmigrated to Douluo Continent without giving that little buzz-cut a beating, then what was the difference between transmigrating and not transmigrating at all?

Speaking of Yu Xiaogang, Tang Chuan suddenly remembered that the guy had not been waiting outside the academy gates. Had he really learned to behave?

With that thought, Tang Chuan got up, intending to see what that old bastard had gone off to do.

Bang!

He kicked open the door to Yu Xiaogang's residence, and a cloud of dust immediately rushed straight at his face.

Forest of Myriad Phenomena spread out, and fresh air swept the dust away in an instant. When Tang Chuan walked in, he discovered that no one had lived there for several days.

The bed was completely bare, and even the bookshelf that had once held books was empty.

A sheet of snow-white paper lay in the middle of the table. Tang Chuan picked it up and read it.

To Tang Chuan, as you read this letter, I have already acquired an even more outstanding disciple. I had long anticipated that you would come. I await the day when I can trample you beneath my feet. Remember this well: thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not mock Yu Xiaogang for being poor!

"Pfft!"

Tang Chuan nearly burst out laughing. Without Tang San, where else could Xiaogang possibly go?

He did not even need to think about it—it had to be Shrek Academy. Dai Mubai probably had not joined Shrek Academy yet, so...

Would Dai Mubai absorb the Mandala Snake, or the ten-year Lone Bamboo?

After all, Shrek Academy appeared to have Flender as its headmaster, but after Xiaogang went there, Flender followed his every lead.

Whatever Xiaogang said, Flender did. That went beyond being close brothers or best friends—it was downright obsessive fan behavior.

Besides, there were hardly any normal people at Shrek Academy. One grass chicken insisted he was a phoenix, while a lecherous tiger spent all day prowling brothels.

Oscar seemed to be the only relatively normal one, didn't he?

Tang Chuan did not know much about him, but judging from what netizens in his previous life had said, Oscar did not seem like much of a decent person either.

Take that time in Star Dou Great Forest, for example.

That grass chicken had deliberately provoked trouble, and Oscar had stood nearby leisurely saying, "Looks like there's a good show coming."

At the thought of this, Tang Chuan shook his head. Shrek Academy was an unlicensed academy; it could not even participate in the Soul Master Tournament.

Not to mention Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Looking at it this way, the most normal one seemed to be Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

People said she had princess syndrome, but she really was a princess. Having been pampered since childhood, it was perfectly normal for her to have a bit of that temperament.

"Whatever. What does it have to do with me? Properly training Tang San so he can become a god and found his own legacy in the future—that's the right path!"

His large hand tightened slightly, Soul Power surged, and the handwriting Yu Xiaogang had left behind was instantly reduced to dust.

"Xiaogang, if you want to play with me, then I'll play along!"

He still did not have sufficient strength. Forget severely injuring Tang Hao—he might even struggle against Dugu Bo.

The Clear Sky Hammer's soul rings had yet to unlock, and his soul bones had not reached the required progress either.

But the good news was that Tang San was his disciple. If anything happened now, Tang Hao could still cover for him.

Elsewhere, in Dorm Seven.

Xiao Wu was staring at Tang San, who lay asleep on the bed, with a look of utter disbelief.

Blue hair, blue eyes, and his whole body carried the fresh fragrance of Blue Silver Grass. He was practically a miniature Teacher Tang Chuan! They had not seen each other for just a few days—why did Tang San seem as though he had evolved?

"Boss Xiao Wu, is this Tang San?"

Wang Sheng cautiously moved closer, though he still kept a certain distance from Xiao Wu.

"I don't know either. He doesn't look quite the same, but the feeling he gives me... it should be Tang San."

At this, Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed slightly. If what she felt toward Tang Chuan was a sense of familiarity, then seeing Tang San made her heart race.

Clearly, the two looked alike, yet the feelings they gave her were completely different.

"Tang San..."

Xiao Wu crouched beside Tang San's bed, and her little hand involuntarily reached out to poke Tang San's face.

After his Martial Soul Evolution, Tang San's skin was enough to make even women jealous. The moment Xiao Wu's finger touched it, it sank right in.

"So soft... so smooth and tender."

At that moment, Tang San opened his eyes, and the two simply stared at one another.